The King of Guangmu was growing madly at this moment, his eyes were blood-red, and he looked like a devil.

He slashed the long sword in his hand, cutting the surrounding grass and trees into a mess.

The nose, which is more sensitive than a hunting dog, is also extraordinary at this moment, constantly swaying around and smelling the scent of the waves.

After fighting with super experts such as Shan Liwen, the little poison king of the Demon Sect, he fled for more than 200 miles. Now he still has the strength to kill Duowen Tianwang. This level of cultivation is really amazing.

King Guangmu has to admit that Lang Xiao has completely surpassed the older generation of masters in terms of single strength.

However, the King of Guangmu also believed that Langxiao would pay a considerable price to kill the King of Duowen.

Lang Xiao must have escaped at this moment.

He hurriedly surveyed the scene, and suddenly his eyes lit up and locked in one direction.

Where, the grass was obviously trampled by someone and had not yet been completely erected.

Moreover, the smell of Langxiao is very obvious.

Lang Xiao must have escaped from here!

The King of Guangmu had a conclusion in his mind.

He took a step forward and flew forward.

But at this moment, a warning echoed in his heart, and the fatal sense of crisis was suffocating.

"No, Lang Xiao is still ambushing in the same place."

The King of Guangmu was shocked.

He suddenly realized.

What else can conceal the smell better than beside the corpse of Duowen Tianwang?

This is what it means to be dark under the lamp.

Langxiao pounced down from the tree, like a falcon rushing to eat.

"Sword-Statue."

His body rotated, driving the Qiushui Divine Sword like a drill bit, spinning and assassinating down.

when!

The reaction ability of Hirome Tianwang was amazing. At this impossible moment, he actually used a backhand knife, just blocking his head.

With a loud bang, the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the broad-minded king were bleeding.

Lang Xiao's sword was like a mountain pressing against him, and it was a rotating mountain.

Although the King of Guangmu relied on his super spiritual sense to block the sword, his powerful internal force was poured down, causing him to suffer a heavy blow.

Lang Xiao turned over and stood aside, but did not continue to take action.

The King of Guangmu staggered back a few steps, and looked at Lang Xiao in disbelief.

"Why are your strength so powerful?"

A feeling of powerlessness arose in the heart of King Guangmu.

"I said that when you are old, you should go where you should go."

Lang Xiao said coldly.

"Haha, you missed the best chance to kill me."

The cold way of King Guangmu.

"In the past, Hailing often talked about you. In her mind, you are legendary heroes. I once regarded you as a goal of transcendence. Unfortunately, it seems a bit ridiculous now."

"This is the end of the butcher, and you will never escape death in the future."

The King of Guangmu said coldly.

"You have already settled the mountains, but you have a great life, but you insist on surrendering to Doctor Strange. How can you not die if you commit suicide like this?"

Lang Xiao casually swept a sword flower and said lightly: "The reason why I give you a chance to fight fairly is to let you know that killing you is as simple as killing a chicken."

"Arrogant."

The King of Guangmu roared angrily and suddenly shot out a knife.

The long sword flashed like lightning, almost instantly bringing the distance between the two sides closer.

This is a winning shot that he has been preparing for a long time.

Lang Xiao could not resist it and retreated in panic.

"Langxiao, you are dead. Once the thirteen series of swords are deployed, one sword is stronger than the other."

The Thirteen Swords of the Serial Thirteen Sword is a bit like the Storm of the Shenyin Sect, and they all follow the path of mad domineering.

However, there is actually internal force blessing in the sword technique of Guangmu Tianwang.

The four great kings are all Chinese and have a close relationship with the Chinese martial arts world. It is not surprising that they can learn internal strength.

The internal energy cultivation of King Guangmu should be around twenty years old.

With the blessing of internal force, the power of his sword technique has risen sharply.

One knife after another, one knife is more powerful than another.

He completely integrated all his hatred and murderous intent into the sword technique, and actually broke through the shackles and improved his cultivation to the next level.

Lang Xiao used his body skills and retreated repeatedly, and fell into a disadvantage for a while, but he was unable to fight back.

Dangdangdang!

The swords kept hitting, and the sound was harsh.

The sword technique of Guangmu Tianwang was like a wave, and it came, covering Lang Xiao, leaving him with no choice but to retreat.

But every time you take a step back, the enemy's momentum will increase by one point.

After twelve consecutive steps, the momentum of the King of Guangmu has increased to its peak.

His hair was flying, his energy and spirit were concentrated in one sword, and he cut out the strongest of the thirteen consecutive swords.

This sword is definitely the strongest sword in Guangmu Tianwang's life.

He shouted excitedly: "Langxiao, die!"

Langxiao responded coldly: "That's not necessarily."

"This knife cannot be solved, it can kill gods and destroy demons." The King of Guangmu is extremely confident.

Lang Xiao's figure was already shrouded in the light of a knife.

Thirteen swords evolved into countless swords, as if they were to scatter him who was in the middle.

A victory smile also appeared on the face of King Hiromu.

He even felt that he could never use such a powerful and perfect sword in his life!

But the next moment, a warning in my heart rose, making King Guangmutian feel cold on his back.

How is that possible?

I am sure to win, what else can Langxiao threaten himself?

Buzz!

Suddenly, a strange beep rang.

The King of Guangmu suddenly discovered that his knife net was torn apart by a strange vibration.

Lang Xiao's sword was oscillating at a very high frequency, and its internal force seemed to come alive, covering the sword body, producing strange fluctuations and swaying sword lights.

A icy wave flashed.

Puff!

A strange voice sounded in his ear.

Then, a feeling of exhaustion spread throughout the body.

The sword force in the sky collapsed instantly.

"How is this... possible?"

The King of Guangmu looked at his chest, where, the Qiushui Divine Sword had condensed ice flowers and frozen his wounds.

Although he has not died yet, as long as Lang Xiao pulls out the sword, he will definitely die.

Lang Xiao said lightly: "Your moves are too superficial."

The King of Guangmu looked at Lang Xiao tightly, breathing in his mouth: "Lang Xiao, Doctor Qiyi will avenge us. The world is so great that without your place to stay, we are all the same people, and it is impossible to have a good end."

"No, we are different." Lang Xiao smiled: "You are killing innocent people because of emptiness, and I am for world peace."

"Hyphorism, this is just an excuse for your bloodthirsty killing."

The King of Guangmu said angrily.

"Even if it's an excuse, I feel at ease."

Lang Xiao gently pulled out the magic sword.

The King of Guangmu shouted and died.

"The meaning of holding a knife in different hands is different, but people like you will never understand it."

Lang Xiao threw it a few times, and the blood on the Qiushui Divine Sword dripped completely.

He turned around and walked forward, never taking a look at the two bodies behind him.

Three of the four kings have died. The remaining kings of the country, whether they are sneak attacks or facing the enemy head-on, Lang Xiao is not inferior to him, and he no longer has to be so trembling.

If the king of the country is tactful and gives up, it would be fine. If he pursues the country relentlessly, Lang Xiao would not mind ending the legend of the past.
Chapter completed!