The Lord of God felt the slash behind him, immediately turned around, waved his right arm, and raised the sword in his hand and wanted to block it.

"wall."

The samurai Fujiki Masato, who was behind the samurai, raised his hands.

Slammed at the ground.

Three thorns suddenly emerged from the ground and directly held the hand of the Lord of the Ping clan.

clang.

The warrior's sword successfully slashed on the helmet of the Lord.

Mars sputtering.

Helmet vibrating.

The Lord of God staggered and took a step to the side, shook his head, and used his right hand to break away from his right hand, which was set up by the earth wall, and raised his sword to chop at the warrior who was still in the air.

Bang.

But the next second.

The sound of a sniper rifle bullet coming out of the bore.

The bullet directly hit the sword in the hand of the god master, making him tilted.

The warrior landed immediately.

Turn your head and run away.

After setting a safe distance and approaching Fujiki Makoto, the warrior stopped.

Beiyuan Nanfeng also took advantage of the opportunity when they held the God Lord.

Turn around and run towards the direction where Mio Natsume is.

The Lord of God shook his head.

He looked at Samurai and Fujiki Masato.

The Samurai and Fujiki Masato looked down at the lower body of the Lord, avoiding His gaze and waiting for the battle.

But soon, their attention was involuntarily attracted by the north and south winds.

The north-yuan south wind is running away.

Very fast.

It looks like I'm going to run away...

"Hey, hey, don't run away."

The warrior shouted anxiously.

At the same time, he quickly raised his knife and crossed it to his head.

clang.

The warrior knelt on one knee on the ground, pressing against the sword that the Lord of God cut down.

Gripped his teeth.

Very heavy.

Just now, he saw that Beiyuan Nanfeng could block it with one hand.

All of them have an illusion.

Really powerful.

"My brother!"

Makoto Fujiki was also a little anxious and shouted "Nanfeng, Northland".

He is going to run away.

The situation will be very troublesome.

"Who said I'm going to run away?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng paused and stopped suddenly.

A handsome spiraled and looked at the divine master with his back facing him in front of him.

"It's so long-winded...get out of the way."

Beiyuan Nanfeng put the knife in his hand into the left waist.

Then arched up, leaned forward, slowly lowered his head, took a deep breath.

Put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

"What does it mean to move out of the way..."

The warrior avoided the gaze of the Hei clan Lord, turned his head to look in the direction where the North Origin Nanfeng was, and was about to ask.

But I happened to see the Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly exhaled the turbid air that had just been inhaled and raised my head.

"First line."

The movements of the north and south winds are frozen.

Respiration stops.

With the two words being spit out.

The south wind of the Northland suddenly magnified in front of the samurai.

moment!

There is not a half second in the interval.

The north-yuan Nanfeng came to him.

The long knife around his waist dragged a silver track in the air.

If you look from heaven.

It can be clearly seen.

A silver straight line.

Accompanied by dust and strong winds.

It passes by in an instant.

It flashed away.

The warrior's eyes widened.

Adrenaline soared.

In his eyes, the whole world seemed to slow down.

He witnessed the transformation of the south wind in the north bank from extremely fast to instant stop.

After witnessing the north wind in Beiyuan stop, he drew his sword at a speed that was extremely fast, even unseen.

The tip of the knife cut across his mask.

It was only a few millimeters away from his face under his mask.

The warrior's hair was standing up all over his body.

So fast!

Will die!

Two thoughts arise.

But fortunately.

The knife was not a knife.

The tip of the knife swept across his nose.

Beiyuan Nanfeng waved his arms and swung the knife, like a big stick, towards the head of the God Lord.

clang!!!

It's like casting iron.

Deafening sound.

With Mars all over the sky.

Appear together.

The Lord of God was hit by this sword, or in other words, a blow.

In the stunned eyes of Fujiki Masato and the samurai.

He rotated twice in the air and flew out.
Chapter completed!