"Haha... I thought the tyrant would send out whom? It turned out to be you, the dead shemale! However, I want to know how much hatred there is between you and the tyrant. The tyrant would send you out to die."

Looking at the bomber Ximing who was walking slowly, a touch of playfulness appeared on Jian Chi's face, and a strong sarcasm sound came from his mouth.

To be honest, he really doesn't take the trash like Bomb Man Ximing seriously. After all, Bomb Man Ximing's ranking on the 108 Divine Guards list is just 20...

"You little face, you are talking very aggressively! Do your parents know that you are so arrogant?"

Hearing Jian Chi's words, the bomber man Ximing took a sip of a cigarette, spitting out the rich smoke from his mouth, and then threw the cigarette butt aside, and a playful sound came from his mouth!

"court death!"

Hearing this, the cold light flashed in Jian Chi's eyes, and the green light sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and he was about to slash at the bomber Ximing through the air. A green sword energy rushed towards the bomber Ximing with a sharp aura, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Bang!"

The sword energy burst out so quickly that it appeared in front of the bomber Ximing in almost a flash. However, the bomber Ximing's reaction was not slow. At the moment the sword energy burst out, his right hand stretched out and quickly touched his waist. A unique axe appeared in his hand, and then it was blocked by him, colliding with the sharp sword energy, and a dull sound broke out.

"Dingdeng..."

The power carried by the sword energy was far beyond the imagination of the bomber Ximing, which changed his expression. His body was shocked by the powerful force and kept retreating. Every time his footsteps fell, he left a deep footprint on the hard ice layer. He retreated dozens of steps in a row before he could stabilize his body.

“Wow…”

Looking at this scene, the audience was in an uproar. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the gap between the bomber Ximing and the sword fanatic. It was not the enemy of one move at all.

A common sword energy of Jianqi can shake the bomber Ximing back so many steps. How can I fight next?

In the eyes of many people, this is simply a battle without any suspense. The gap in strength between the two can no longer be made up by other methods.

A playful smile appeared on the handsome face of Sword Emperor Mihawk. He picked up the red wine and put it on his mouth and took a sip. He turned to look at the Black Dragon that had calmed down on the side. A faint voice came from his mouth: "Dark Demon, what do you think of this duel?"

"Although this kid Jian Chi is a little young, his strength cannot be underestimated. He has been practicing swordsmanship in the back mountain of your Tianshen Palace over the years. Even if he looks at the twelve gods, he may be ranked among the top. This time he will probably make a big splash! Mihawk, you have someone in the future!"

Heilong glanced at the battlefield below, and saw that the bomber Ximing had no power to resist in Jian Chi's hand. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm looking forward to the scene where the bomber Ximing loses and the tyrant cut off one hand."

Obviously, whether it is the Sword Emperor, the Black Demon or others, they do not think that the Sword Madman will lose. After all,... the strength shown by the bomber Xi Ming is at most only a four-star divine guard.

"Damn it... I would have known that I would have been on the field, and if this continues, the dead lady will lose."

Looking at the one-sided battle and the scene where the sword silly was constantly pressed and beaten, the programmer's fists were clenched tightly, and because of too much force, a cracking sound was made, and a low and unwilling voice came from his mouth.

Although he and the bomber Ximing couldn't get along, he didn't want to see him being abused, beaten, and finally lose the game.

The surrounding poison masters Miac, Black Dragon, Kronos, and others frowned tightly at this moment. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that the bomber Ximing was holding on. Not to mention attacking, he didn't even have the chance to take action. Under the playful and insulting attack of Jian Chi...

"tyrant……"

Pluto Holt, who was beside him, couldn't help but speak at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng's brows frowned, and his fists were also clenched unknowingly. The reason why he let Bomb Man Ximing appear was entirely due to his trust in him, and he even didn't even know what Bomb Man Ximing had. After all,... he was too busy and didn't have much time to pay attention.

"Don't worry! I didn't think about exporting one of my arms!"

Lan Feng took a deep breath and looked at the bomb Ren Ximing who was constantly being repelled. His fingers gently tapped the handrail of the throne with a rhythmic rhythm. It seemed that he had thought of something. A faint smile appeared on his face, and a calm voice came from his mouth.

While everyone was talking, the battle in the field became more and more intense.

"Bang……"

Another huge collision sounded. Under the gaze of people, the bomber Ximing had just avoided a sharp sword energy attack. Jian Chi's figure appeared behind him like a ghost, with a whip in his right leg, and kicked him hard on the back with a powerful and extremely terrifying force, making a huge sound.

"Puff..."

Under Jian Chi's powerful kick, the bomber's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, smashing it hard at Lan Feng and the others like a fired shell.

"Dong...sheep..."

Under the powerful kick of Jian Chi, even if the bomber Xi Ming forced to remove this force, he glided on the ice for more than ten meters before he could stabilize his body.

"Click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click

At the corner of the bomber Ximing's mouth, bright red blood kept flowing down, dripping on the ice, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, the bomber Xi Ming was no longer as handsome as before. The little suit jacket he was wearing was torn apart by the sword crazi sword energy, and it looked torn apart. The silver shirt inside was also scratched, stained with a lot of blood, and looked embarrassed.

"Don't admit defeat?"

Looking at the bomber Ximing who had stabilized his body again, Jian Chi raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

With his strength, he could defeat the bomber Ximing in an instant, but he did not. Instead, he kept insulting with attacks, wanting the bomber Ximing to slowly kill him, making him kneel down and beg for mercy and admit defeat in person. However, after fighting back and forth like this, the bomber Ximing was already injured on many sides but still did not beg for mercy, which made him feel a little impatient.

"Swish!"

The sword fan raised the green light sword in his hand and pointed directly at the bomber Ximing in front of him. The condescending voice came from his mouth: "Dead shemale, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now, I will spare you."

"Give up? Haha...haha...haha..."

Hearing Jian Chi's words, the bomber Xi Ming's eyes gradually turned red at this moment, and a strange smile appeared on his beautiful face. He took out a clown mask from his pocket and put it on his face. He stretched out his palm and took out another battle axe with his back inserted into his waist. He held the axe in both hands, and a loud and weird laughter came from his mouth.

At this moment, the bomber Ximing looked like a lunatic.

"Damn...what's going on? You're crazy!"

"Damn it, a feeling of a distorted, murderous, crazy, and demon..."

"Is this bomber dumb?

"Damn, what's the matter?"

...

Looking at the bomber Ximing wearing a clown mask and laughing with two axes in his hand, the sound of shock came from the onlookers. They didn't understand what the situation was now.

"Here you come!"

On the contrary, the spirit of the members of the King's Palace suddenly shook at this moment, with a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes, and a deep terror hidden in their eyes, and the excitement sound came from their mouths.

"Gu...who is here?"

Recalling the scene when he first saw the bomb man Ximing, the beast king Cade swallowed it with difficulty, and a sound of fear and shock came from his mouth.

"You'll know soon..."

The poisoner Miac smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and patted the beast king Cade on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Look!"

"Haha...haha...killing...crazy. Demon?"

The bomber Ximing was wearing a clown mask, holding an axe in both hands, his eyes rolled, and a strange sound came from his mouth.

"Hmph! Pretend to be a god. Since you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish!"

Looking at the bomber Ximing whose image changed drastically, a trace of cold light flashed in Jianma's eyes, murderous intent was everywhere, and his feet moved, and his body turned into a series of ghosts, shooting out towards Ximing as lightning.

"Sui Feng Gui Step, Qingfeng Sword Shadow, Die!"

In just a moment, the sword cynical appeared in front of the bomber Ximing. He looked extremely misty and could not catch his trace. He held a blue light sword in his hand and stabbed towards the bomber Ximing's heart with a sharp murderous intention.

"laugh……"

The sword energy was sucked and spitted on the green light sword, and a blue sword energy shot towards the bomber Ximing as fast as thunder, and the speed was extremely fast.

"bite!"

However, at the moment when the sword energy came, the bomber Xi Ming blocked the battle axe as if he was aware of it, resisted by the sharp sword energy of the general, and then collided with the sword magic's green light sword, and made a crisp sound.

The powerful sword energy instantly blew out from the sword cynical blue light sword, which had a huge impact on the battle axe, causing a dazzling fire to burst out from the hard battle axe!

If it were before, Jian Chi's sword was enough to shake bomb Ren Ximing for dozens of meters and even seriously injured him on the spot. However, under the impact of Jian Chi's sword energy, Bomb Ren Ximing's figure was still moving. The clown mask he was wearing had undergone a strange change, and he actually showed a smile, as if mocking Jian Chi's incompetence.

"How is this possible?"

This sudden change made Jian Chi's expression change. He never expected that the bomber Ximing would block his attack at this moment. You must know that the attack he launched this time was many times larger than the previous attack, but now it was easily blocked by the bomber Ximing, which made him unable to react!

The gap between these is too huge, right?

"You little boy, did you just want me to admit defeat?"

By easily blocking the attack of Jian Chi, a strange and cold but extremely crazy voice came from the bomber Xi Ming's mouth: "Haha... I actually made me admit defeat...Haha... I want to... decipher you!"

"boom!"

As the strange sound of the bomber Ximing fell, a crazy and powerful aura spread out from his body, and then his hands holding the axe exerted force suddenly.

"Dong!"

The next moment, under the gaze of incomprehensible and horror, the sword sci-fi, who had occupied absolutely above, was bounced out like a cannonball.
Chapter completed!