Chapter 868

The old man clenched the wooden crutch in his hand and didn't say a word. The shrew sneered: "don't pretend there. How many bad things have Wang Meng done? Others don't know. I Ding Xiujin know very well. You killed a lot of people for the 600 Yuehua stone. Killing you is cleaning up the door for Li Xun!"

The king of Zhuang Han suddenly glanced at the shrew Ding Xiujin. Her figure flashed quickly, and her Zhang Xu Long knife smashed at Ding Xiujin. Ding Xiujin knew that Xiaoyue's Dao was powerful and didn't dare to be careless. She bent her legs slightly and crossed her two Dao in front of her body.

"Bang!" After a crisp sound, Ding Xiujin took off a machete from his left hand instead of his body. He staggered back seven or eight steps to stabilize his body.

Wang Meng's face was full of excitement. As soon as he was about to continue his attack, a wooden crutch behind him had arrived, so he quickly waved his knife and pulled it out. After a slight sound, the two collided. The attack of wooden crutch stopped, but it was not cut off by Xiao Yue's knife. It must have been made of special materials.

Ding Xiujin, on one side, had already come back to his senses. He quickly attacked each other with a knife in his right hand, while Wang Meng's single knife was a little heavy. Within a moment, they were defeated by each other.

"Wang Meng, if you leave your knife, I will spare your life!"

As Ding Xiujin attacked, he urged Wang Meng to be more and more impatient. After a moment, he drank "less nonsense" and cut at Ding Xiujin, regardless of the old man's wooden crutch.

Ding Xiujin is not afraid of anti joy. As long as she blocks the blow, she can help the old man win the first chance, and finally there is a touch on his face.

"Puff" two continuous dull sound, first Xiaoyue knife hit Ding Xiujin suddenly sacrifice wooden shield, and then the wooden crutch hit Wang Meng back.

Ding Xiujin took a few steps back with the wooden shield, and his chest was full of Qi and blood. But Wang Meng's back skin turned gray, which also blocked the old man's attack.

Just when the old man was puzzled, Xiao Yue's knife suddenly fell across his right arm, revealing a large amount of fresh meat. The most important thing was that the blow was too strong. After the old man rolled on the ground, a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. Wang Meng took the opportunity to mend the knife, and the old man died after a few breaths.

"Petrified!"

Ding Xiujin, not far away, realizes the horror of Wang Meng's skill. He puts away his machete, turns around with a wooden shield and runs away. Wang Meng doesn't catch up with him. With a cold smile, he throws Xiaoyue's knife out of his hand, and the sharp blade comes to Ding Xiujin's back.

Ding Xiujin had been aware of it for a long time. She quickly turned around and put the wooden shield in front of her body. However, she heard a dull sound of "poo Chi". The single knife went straight through the wooden shield, then went through her chest and inserted it on the mud.

In a short time, Wang Meng killed the two month swallowing practitioners with the help of "petrifaction".

Just as Wang Meng took away the old man's storage ring and walked toward Ding Xiujin's corpse with a laugh, a long black pitching line rushed to Wang Meng's back in the dark.

The fierce competition caused a wave in the surrounding space. Wang Meng, who was also the cautious master, quickly turned around and won with his gray fist.

After the invincible pitching hit the fist, it didn't play much role, but turned into a pool of black water sticking to the fist.

"Corpse gas!"

Wang Meng took a look at his fist, and then his fist shook, as if there were gray stone chips falling off, and the corpse Qi attached to it also fell off.

At this time, Xiang Yu rushed out with Tianzhao sword, and an orange lightning flew to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng sneered, another gray fist directly to the thunder, Zila sound sounded, orange thunder force did not play a role was scattered, this "petrochemical" defense is really strong.

Xiang Yu frowned slightly. He thought that Wang Meng's cultivation was not high. He used the muddy curtain and thunder force to attack him first. As a result, he underestimated the defense power of "Hua Hua". Fortunately, Xiao Yue Dao was still inserted in Ding Jinxiu, not in Wang Meng's hands. This can make Wang Meng have no attack power for the time being.

At this time, Wang Meng also recognized Xiang Yu. It was the guy who stopped him from winning Xiaoyue Dao at the auction. He was infatuated and angry.

"Bang bang" sounds softly for several times in a row. Each attack of Tianzhao sword is blocked by Wang Meng's gray fist. In addition, from time to time, land mines and electric attacks can strike Wang Meng, but they don't cause much damage because of petrification.

But in fact, Wang Meng is not feeling well at the moment. Although his opponent's eight grade long sword is not heavy, his power on his fist is no weaker than that of Lao Weng and Ding Xiujin. Moreover, the sword is extremely sharp. Before long, his fist has become a little red and swollen. He fights and retreats, and gradually gets close to Xiao Yue Dao.

Xiang Yu can't let Wang Meng succeed. Whenever Wang Meng reaches out to hold Xiaoyue's sword, Xiang Yu slashes Wang Meng's neck with Tianzhao's sword, which makes the opponent dare not act rashly and show anxiety.

After a few breaths, when Wang Meng's fist was shocked to numbness, he suddenly had an idea and sacrificed a wooden crutch, which he just got from the dead old man.

Although the wooden crutch is made of wood, Tianzhao sword can only leave some marks on it. With this, Wang Meng gradually reversed his disadvantage and grasped the handle of Xiaoyue Dao.

"Boy, you die for me!"

With a loud drink, Xiao Yue's sword, wooden shield and Ding Xiujin's corpse are pulled up together, and they are directly used to block Tianzhao sword.After Xiang Yu cut off one of Ding Xiujin's arms, a lot of blood splashed around. He felt sick and quickly stepped back. At this time, Xiao Yue's knife had been taken away. He didn't need to press hard to abuse other people's bodies.

"Ha ha, little brother, you still have some pity for her. Don't you want to take advantage of the fire? Why don't you cut her into meat paste?" Wang Meng said with a sly smile, throwing hard, the wooden shield and the body peeled off to the ground together.

Xiang Yu took a deep breath. After Wang Meng got Xiaoyue's sword, he was able to attack and defend. The strength of the central imperial court can't be underestimated. The strength of yuetunjing is much higher than that of Shaojia or Fengjia. After a little meditation, Xiang Yu turned around and ran away.

Wang Meng was stunned. He felt that he was being teased. He was about to throw Xiaoyue Dao again, but he stopped when he thought of Xiang Yu's strength.

Because of the relationship between the blood devil's body and gengteng Qiwen, Xiang Yu's speed was much higher than that of other yuetun realms. Wang Meng dragged a 2000 Jin single sword, and in a moment he was pulled far away.

Wang Meng put away Xiaoyue Dao in a rage, and his speed suddenly increased. Xiang Yu was glad to see that the field of corpse Qi was covered. A huge black hand appeared on Wang Meng's head inexplicably and pressed it down.

Wang Meng's reaction was also very fast. His black hair turned white suddenly. At the same time, he waved his white fist upward. The corpse gas and black hand "bang" split. At the same time, Xiao Yue Dao was sacrificed again, ready to fight Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu didn't have a big accident about it. With a smile, he pulled away the distance again, but Wang Meng could only put away Xiao Yue's knife angrily.