Chapter 1407

Long Xiao is not very interested in killing people, especially Long Rui, who is not strong.

The dead men took out qiag and aimed at Long Rui to open qiag. In the process of shooting, they quickly shortened the distance. When the bullet was empty, they immediately dropped the qiag, pulled out the accessories and launched a close attack.

Standing in the distance to watch the battle, Long Xiao's face became a little heavy. The ugly looking tiger, with a sword in his hand, quickly waved it and stirred up a little spark. He actually blocked all the more than a dozen bullets, and Long Rui was undamaged.

After the distance between the two sides was narrowed, the dead men attacked without expression. They didn't care about the amazing performance of the tiger sword as a bullet. The purpose of the dead men was to kill the target, and they didn't need to consider everything else.

Suddenly, a flash of cold light, the tiger will throw out the flying sword, with divine control, came a move to sweep the whole army, extremely sharp flying sword, instantly killed more than 10 dead men.

Then, the tiger grabs Long Rui and continues to run away.

Long Xiao leaps into the air like a shell, which spans hundreds of meters and lands instantly. He stops the tiger and Long Rui again and waves his hand to shoot a violent palm wind.

The tiger slashes the palm wind with his sword, but he is also shocked and retreats two steps. Even though the flying sword used by the tiger is a magic weapon awarded by Su Yang, the strength of him and long Xiao is quite different.

Huh?

Long Xiao stares at the flying sword in the tiger's hand. There is a trace of greed on his face. Some of the absolute weapons are similar to the flying sword of the legendary cultivator, and the fighting style of the tiger is similar to that of Su Yang. Is the tiger and Su Yang together?

Tiger stares at Longxiao, takes Longrui to retreat quietly, and says in a deep voice: "brother Longxiao's strength is far above me. I can only support ten moves at most. You go quickly."

Long Ruichen said: "tiger, what Long Xiao wants to kill is me. You go quickly. With your strength, it's OK to escape."

All of a sudden, a palm wind strikes. The tiger splits the palm wind with a sword, and then retreats a few meters to stabilize his body. The mouth of the tiger is cracked and blood gushes out. The tiger pulls the cloth from his clothes and binds his right hand and the hilt together.

Feijian is a good treasure, but the tiger is not strong enough to exert all the strength of Feijian. It can only be used in the simplest way to pour Zhenyuan into the Feijian, and then resist the strong hand of Longxiao.

Long Xiao, who has already won, flashed a little pride on his face. He once again slapped the tiger back a few meters. Then he said with a playful face: "the ancients said that a sword is given to a hero. You don't deserve your sword. Only a hero like me can have it."

"Long Rui, I like the feeling of killing, just like the tiger likes to play with its prey before eating."

After resisting five palms in succession, the tiger couldn't hold on any longer. The wound of the tiger's mouth was expanded again. The blood had dyed the cloth binding his right hand red, and the blood was dripping on the ground continuously. There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

In addition, the chest Qi and blood churning, true yuan operation is not smooth, the tiger feels that he can not hold fast.

"Brother long, I'm dying. We both have to die here." The tiger grinned. It was very sad.

Long Rui rushed to the front of the tiger and said to Long Xiao, "I'm the one you want to kill. Let my brother go."