Chapter 665

The sword kill could not contain his anger. He wanted to kill this person in the next second. He was so arrogant not only to kill his younger martial brother, but also remembered the child who followed him in the zongmen when he was a child with a runny nose and a fist to kill all the obstacles on the road of martial arts for him.

Although Zijian is arrogant, he is a child who will never grow up in front of him.

"But although I take your challenge, I need a day to adjust."

He is not a fool. Although he is not afraid of sword killing, he has just had a war with storm thunder, which consumes a lot. If he fights with sword killing in this state, he will have a little disadvantage. He might as well recover to the peak.

"Well, let you live another day and cherish it." Jiansha nodded and promised that he would die today if he didn't miss this day.

Then Sun Yi went directly to the center of the martial arts platform without saying much. He crossed his knees and made it. He consumed a lot with storm thunder. He took out a bunch of heaven level pills and took them without pain to restore his state of mind. Next, it was definitely a fierce battle.

He knew that even if he refused to kill him with the sword, he had a way to forcibly fight with himself. It was better to have a dead war post in the God of War Tower. This war could not be avoided. In that case, he had a good fight.

"We protect the law for him."

She looked dignified. He wanted to fight with the sword. Even she was not sure that she could beat the sword. She took Bing Xin with a worried face to protect Sun Yi's side to prevent external fighters from interfering with Sun Yi's recovery.

At the moment, the seven story arena has been closed. Except for the eight story genius and Sun Yi, other geniuses can't enter, and others don't know that the seven story is about to start a terrorist collision.

"Fu Yi, your nemesis will be killed by the sword. Why aren't you in a hurry?" Fu Xin said to Fu Yi with a smile. In his heart, he naturally hoped that the sword could kill Sun Yi.

Fu Yi took a look at Fu Xin and shook his head: "I'm not worried at all. The man who can be Fu Yike will not lose to the sword. He won't die. He can only be killed by Fu Yi. Let me see what his strength has reached in recent years."

Sword killing is nothing. He is just a stone for Fu Yi to explore Sun Yi's strength, that's all.

The day passed in a hurry. They just closed their eyes and came to the next day. It was also the day when Sun Yi fought with the sword.

"It's time. Are you ready to die?"

Sword kill can't wait to jump on the martial arts platform and sneer at Sun Yi, who sits cross legged. The killing intention in his eyes is not disguised. Sword kill, sword repair, sword of killing. How terrible is the sword of killing.

"Then let me take your head." Just then, the killing sword suddenly stabbed out, and Zixiao's killing sword turned into an endless sword light, crossing the void and cutting the youth in front of him.

"Kill!" Raising your hand is a blow away. The terrible power of gold turns into bright spears in the void. Cutting the void, it generally cuts to the sword light, and dare not be careless. There is another golden palm print between waving. The whole person turns into a remnant of a tiger down the mountain and rushes to the sword.

When it comes to sword killing, you don't dare to be careless. You can only use the most powerful attack to kill decisively.

"Pooh!" Jiansha smiled contemptuously and stabbed out the sword. The purple light filled the void. With a gentle stroke of Zixiao's sword, a purple sword light waved out, cut everything off, and suddenly drew a line on Sun Yi's palm.

"What a terrible sword. I was hurt as soon as I faced it." Sun Yi looked at his severed palm. Just facing the light of the sword, he cut his flesh, making his face a little ugly. If he hadn't been strong, his palm would have been wasted.

At the moment of Sun Yi's shock, the sword of the sword came suddenly. The purple killed all the people with great terror and killed them towards his head. In a quick response, he was overbearing and was horizontal on his head. He resisted the sword and raised his hand to force back the sword.

"I still have some skills. I can stick to a few moves." In the void, the body of sword killing melted into the purple light. There were some surprises. It's rich combat experience. After thinking about it, did the sword kill out again.

The void is filled with purple killing sword. There is a smell of killing sword everywhere. One handle condenses into a killing sword, such as a knife hanging overhead. If you move, you will be killed by the killing intention in the void.

"Your sword can't kill me."

Sun Yi's golden blood flowed in her palm. The immortal blood crossed for a moment and healed the scar. The killing intention in it was no match for the breath of life. Her eyes scanned the void, and the golden light bloomed from her body.

"Bang bang!" With a bully gun in his right hand and a bully fist in his left hand, he repeatedly broke the killing sword in the void. Even if the missing killing sword stabbed his flesh, he could only make a small cut in his flesh and be repaired by immortal blood.

The overlord fist swept the purple sword Qi in the void and turned into a sword dragon to kill the sword.

"What a powerful physical force." Fu Xin exclaimed and asked the others to nod. When he saw this scene, storm Lei was also convinced. It was not unjust for the strong man who could stand off with the sword to lose in his hands. He took it and worried about Sun Yi. He didn't want him to die in the sword killer.

"Do you think this will change the end of your death?"

A purple figure suddenly appeared in the void. Zixiao's sword broke open the sword dragon and came down with a sword awn dozens of feet long. With this momentum, he was going to tear Sun Yi apart. This sword was terrible. It was a surging sword.

"We can try whoever dies."

Sun Yi calmly faced the sword, fearless and fearless. The bully gun threw a huge chopping spear to meet the sword. At the same time, his body leaped to the sword. His fist waved to mobilize the power of the general trend of heaven and earth and turned into the fist of the sky to suppress the past.

Like the earth breaking, the sound of a huge sound came out. They were shrouded in an energy storm. There was an earth shaking explosion. They stared closely. Soon a figure dressed in rags was thrown out. It was Sun Yi.

"Cough, it's really powerful." Sun Yi knocked out golden blood. His white shirt was almost ragged into a cloth strip. At the heart of his chest, there was a big hole with a big fist. He could vaguely see that the powerful heart was beating and there were terrible scars on his body.

Then another figure was thrown out. At the moment, the sword killing was not easy. His hair was scattered, his body was in severe pain, several terrible ribs were broken, and his body was full of scars left by fist prints.

"You're crazy."

In the battle just now, the man in front of him was like a madman. He didn't care that the sword in his hand left terrible wounds on him. He only knew that he was crazy hammering at himself with his fist. He was basically exchanging injuries for injuries.

Although the strength of sword killing is strong, he is still helpless in the face of the same playing method as a madman. He is powerful, but he has no abnormal resilience of Sun Yi.

"Praise, do you want to do it again."

Taking advantage of this moment, in the entrance of a handful of pill clothes, a faint gold pillar rushed into the sky at the same time. It was burning unyielding will, speeding up the recovery of his injury, looking at the blood hole in his chest, which was also a lingering fear.

In the collision just now, he almost destroyed his heart, but he also gained. He killed and wounded the sword. In the long run, the balance of victory will tilt towards himself a little. He is not afraid of injury, but the sword can't kill. His advantage is his own flesh and powerful immortal blood.