Super Soldier

Miyamoto is a Xinyi, white clothes are like snow, but the clothes have been dyed red, just like the vast snow-capped mountains are stained with blood.

His face was cold and the wound was still bleeding, but he turned a blind eye.

Henry snorted, his opponent was already injured, and a person was inevitably weak when he was injured. When he was weak, his spirits and physical strength would drop. Henry would naturally not give Miyamoto a sigh of breath, in Henry. In the eyes of countless murderous people, this moment is a perfect opportunity.

He is sick and wants him!

Therefore, Henry did not continue to wait, but chose to take the initiative to attack. Both of them made the sword. He had just injured the Miyamoto Lutheran as a sneak attack. At this time, he really made a housekeeping skill. After the sword was unsheathed, it was like A net in general, countless swords and shadows surrounded the Miyamoto faith, this is a matter of a moment, Henry's sword is almost unbelievable.

Miyamoto's face was calm and began to recede. He stepped back. Henry attacked madly. There is a saying that he must be lost for a long time. Henry believes that within a hundred strokes, he can give Miyamoto a letter of faith without paying any price. Killing, according to the current state of Miyamoto's faith, he can kill Miyamoto's faith without any risk, even if it is enough to consume the other party.

Henry's crazy attack made Miyamoto's faithfulness like a leafy boat in the waves, as if he would sink into the sea at any time.

Henry’s eyes flashed with cruelty and laughed loudly: “You still have a hand, are you not a swordsman, why haven’t you pulled out your sword until now? Are you afraid? Are you afraid? Don’t dare to sword. Let me see if your Jianfeng looks like it."

Miyamoto's letter of clothing is fluttering, and the hardship is dodging, but there is still no sword, but his face is cold, and the drops of sweat on his forehead are also dripping down.

Just as a large drop of sweat was about to slip into the corner of Miyamoto's faith, Henry observed it and his heart was a good opportunity. Miyamoto's Xinyi had already been squirted out of his sword. His sword was too fast and it was incredible because The sword had just been pulled out and he had already reached Henry’s throat. Who could escape his fast sword under the heavens?

"My sword is not for viewing. It is for killing people."

10↑10↑10↑10↑, m.■.

With a bang, the sword ran straight through Henry’s throat. Henry’s eyes almost smashed out, his mouth wide open, his mouth squeaking, but he couldn’t speak. His unbelievable eyes seemed to be Q, how could this be, how can I lose to you?

No one can think about this. It is clear that the strength of Miyamoto’s faith is almost the same as that of him. Both of them are all in the middle of the Danjin period, but he clearly has seriously injured Miyamoto’s faith. In his opinion, now it is consumed. Or a trick to win the game, Miyamoto's faith has no reason to survive, but in fact it is that Miyamoto's faith is just a sword, it has already killed his life, and even he has not seen Miyamoto's faith. The sword's front is what it looks like, because after running through his throat, the sword of Miyamoto's faith has been recovered from the scabbard.

Henry’s body slammed into the ground, and Miyamoto’s Xinyi’s big mouth was gasping, sweating, and even his legs were standing still, shaking and watching Henry. The body, his tone can still remain calm: "You must not understand why I can kill you? Your heart is not convinced. Your right, you have more murder experience than me, even you want to kill You can go sneak attacking, and you can do everything. But you are not a real swordsman. Sabre is just a killing tool in your hands. It doesn't matter if you come, it is a sword or a knife, even if it is a gun, **** it. This talent is your purpose."

"If you don't love your sword, how can you cultivate it into a supreme sword? How can your sword keep a close relationship with you?"

"I can win you, not that I am stronger than you, just because I am a swordsman, you are the murderer, nothing more."

After Miyamoto's faithfulness, he sat on the ground with a bang, and he just had too much, but Henry couldn't even hear a word because Henry was dead.

Just as Miyamoto's faithful thought, Henry probably couldn't understand if he died. A person who clearly should be strong in his eyes and who is half-pounded, and this person is still injured. Why can he kill him?

Just like Miyamoto's faithfulness, there are so many killings, so that Henry has forgotten that he is a pure swordsman. His means of killing is above Miyamoto's faith, but his kendo is always there. It is impossible to reach the level of Miyamoto's faith.

Because Miyamoto Lutheran is one of the purest swordsmen.

Miyamoto is lying on the ground, and he keeps panting. The injury before the hole in the chest is really serious. Plus his last sword is already concentrated on the strength of the whole body, but it can be taken out. All the power in his body, so at this moment, he can hardly stand up even in the station.

The North and Toure are still madly attacking.

The strength of the North is not as obvious as Lei. The normal situation of him should be more dangerous than Miyamoto's faith, because his strength and Miyamoto's faith are between the two, but Henry is no better than them. Toure is stronger than them. too much.

In the middle of the Danjin and the peak of the Danjin, it seems that it is only a step of the leap, but in fact, the difference is far away.

In this case, the North, with its crazy anger, did not fall into the battle against Toure's confrontation.

The fists of two people are like rain. If a normal person can't catch the trace with the naked eye, there will be more than ten punches and crazy fights in a moment. Every time I take a punch from Toure, I will feel the body as if I felt it. It is necessary to break the general pain. The power of this Toure is too strong.

And Xiao Bing hit a shot in the Thunder every time, Toure also felt quite surprised, did not think that this person who is not as good as his own will actually explode such terrible power, and there are so many masters in this Hou Wangfu.

Finally, the two people separated more than ten meters away, all stopped, the big mouth of the big mouth gasping, Toure also felt uneven breathing, eyes looked at the north with vigilance.

"You are a very strong young man." Toure said calmly, "It deserves my admiration."

North did not answer.

"After you die, I will always remember your name, North."

He didn't answer him in the north, but his face was overflowing with his signature sign.

Toure looked at the north and asked, "Why are you still laughing? Do you think you will not die? You won me?"

Looking at Toure in the north, said: "Since I am still alive, of course I have to laugh. This is what my captain had told me before."

"Who is your captain?"

"Bing brother, that is the man who was sent to fly by white hair."

"It turned out to be him." Toure frowned slightly and said, "His strength does not seem like you."

"Some things are not to look at the surface." North Road, "Just like this situation, your strength is stronger than mine, so you feel that you can kill me. In fact, whoever kills is not necessarily yours."

Toure slightly bent down, just like a beast is about to kill the prey, his eyes also give people a terrible feeling: "You are very interesting, as respect, I will let you one less Pain, fight for your life simply and simply."

North also bent down and said: "Come on."

Suddenly, the heart of the north was tight, and Thray had swooped like a cheetah, and quickly surprised North.

The north quickly stepped forward, the palm of the hand was like a knife, and the hand fell from the knife and flew toward Tulei.

Toure swooped up, but escaped the palm of the North with extremely thrilling angles, almost rubbing his palms, and then Thunder’s fist hit directly on the north nose, and the north nose was bloody, human I also flew backwards.

Toure was not giving the North a breather. The Northerners were in the air, but they felt that countless fists and feet fell on him like rain. Others simply fell in the air. Come down.

His chest was broken by the ribs, his ba was kicked, and his face was hit by a slap. When the north fell, there was almost no injury in the body. The bones were broken, and even the right leg was broken, and the blood was covered with blood. It looked very miserable.

Toure stood in front of the north, the gap between the strength and the gap in combat experience, leading to the North in the face of the full strength of Toure has no power to fight back, you must know that Toure is living from all over the world. The most chaotic African region, where the tribes have helped too many people, there are ordinary people, there are African mercenaries, and killers, there are government officials, bandits and bandits, and the people he killed are too Too much, and in the end, the entire tribe was all slaughtered by him.

His hands have long been covered with blood, and his feet have already stepped on countless ghosts.

Unlike Thunder and Henry, Henry's experience and psychological quality are far from the picture. The strength is naturally no more than that of Toure, and the strength of the opponents they encounter this time is the same, so this It is doomed to the different results on both sides.

Toure has an active wrist, looking at the north with a condescending look, slowly saying: "I count this person, it will always be done, just since it has not let you suffer, then you better not to Move, now let me kill you so much, so that you will be less tortured."

After the end, Toure's hand slid toward the north throat, and as he bent over and reached out, the whole person in the north seemed to spring up and jumped directly to the heart of Toure.

In the eyes of Toure, a faint glimmer of light flashed back quickly. In the absence of direct killing of the North, the North’s blow was considered empty.