Chapter 2330: Life and death

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This kind of transformation is amazing. It has doubled the speed and attack power in an instant, and the sound of the broken sound sounds a bit harsh.

Quietly around, there was a scream.

This scene clearly shows that in the previous battle, Hotthur has been in the Tibetan mastiff, or that he has not played the strongest strength that the three-level hunter should have.

He is fighting like a cat, and now he is obviously a little tired, so he really works.

Can the other party block it?

At this moment, there is such a speculation in the hearts of everyone.

In the face of this blow, the purple scorpion does not evade, but the broken knife that has never been sheathed before, is sheathed in an instant, so as not to be weaker than the speed of the other side, the broken knife is placed in front of the knife, blocking the blow. .

"clang!"

When the blade meets, a snoring sounds and Mars splatters.

This time, the two did not retreat, the competition is their own strength.

Feeling not weaker than his own strength, Hottul stared at the eyes of the purple, obviously a touch of surprise.

The expression of Zi Yan is as indifferent as before.

"Level three, he is also a third level!"

Among the crowd, an exclamation sounded, and after this exclamation, there was another noise.

"Level three, I really didn't expect that he was a third-level hunter!"

"He looks so young, and he didn't expect to be in the third level."

With the sound of this sound screaming, the four people who have been nervous and incomprehensible, finally can breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

Although it is not clear when the purple scorpion entered the third level, at the moment they are still happy with the purple sable. During this period of time, they have a certain understanding of the battle power of Zi Yan. Perhaps Hoottur himself is very strong and has many brilliant achievements, but Zi Yan will definitely not be weaker than the other side.

"Looking at the eye, it turned out to be a third-class!" The two middle-aged people who stayed with Lin Sai, one of them said.

"Looking at his age, the potential seems to be bigger than that of Tours." The other said.

"Why, you want to invite him?" Linse looked at the two, some accidentally said.

"There is only one place, whoever is alive!"

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The real confrontation really started at this moment.

The encountering blade flicked to the sides in the harsh sound. During the two moments, the two used all their strength. At the moment when the blade was separated, the eyes of the two men flashed through the cold and murder, and then they broke out in an instant.

“Hey!” “Hey!” “Hey!” “Hey!”

The two are like two lights, constantly chasing, cutting out, sweeping, and slashing all kinds of swords.

In addition to the attack, the two compete at this moment is also speed.

“Amazing!”

The black knife arc appeared, passing over the body of Hotthur, and instantly smashed the other's body shape.

But that's just the afterimage of the other party's fast moving.

Then, the purple scorpion flickered and appeared on the other side, and the same knife arc passed over where he had previously stood.

The two people fighting in the field, because of the rapid changes, make it impossible for everyone to capture where the real body is. Almost all of them saw the afterimage, and the images disappeared and disappeared.

In the eyes of everyone, the two men in the battle have disappeared, leaving only the afterimages and knife arcs.

Only the arc of the knife is short and long. With this, the two can see who is the afterimage.

Those who were dismissive of the sables in the past have gradually put away the kind of contempt mentality, and they have been able to compete with Hotthur for so long, which is enough to prove the strength of each other.

"Puff puff!"

The slightly longer knife arc flashes rapidly, and the shorter seems to gradually slow down, and the frequency of flashing slowly decreases. I only listened to a few sounds, and there were cloth strips falling from the sky, and then being cut into several segments by two kinds of knife arcs.

The person at the tip of the eye has already seen that the robes are black, the one who played against Hotthur, and belonged to the latecomers.

"Hey!"

Before they guessed what happened on the battlefield, I saw two lights and shadows separated and opened a distance of ten meters.

Hotthur stood there intact, breathing was rushing, sweat dripped on his forehead, and wet clothes. There was no obvious wound on his body, only a cuff was broken.

Opposite him, there were a few more scars on the sable, and the clothes became incomplete. In the cracked place, you can see the red blood.

Quietly around, cheers again, apparently in this battle, Hotthur occupies a clear upper hand.

In this regard, the four people in Hume did not worry, and even a little bit of disdain in their hearts.

They know that the purple scorpion knows that the true speed of the sable is not fully displayed yet, and at this moment he is only slower than Hotter, and once the true speed is used, the latter will inevitably fall.

"Unfortunately, I am also very good at speed. What's more, your speed is slower than mine."

Hotthur looked at the purple sneer and said: "Oh, there is another point that I also have an advantage. My endurance is stronger than you. You should consume it at the moment."

"That's nothing."

Zi Yan looked down at the wound on his body, all of which were only skin wounds, and there was no fatal wound. The speed of the other side is actually not as fast as he is, but he is below because the realm is lower than the other side.

Zi Yan took out a jade bottle from his arms and immediately swallowed a drop of holy source y. This kind of thing used to awaken, used to restore consumption at this moment, is undoubtedly too overkill.

Hotthur's smile on his face did not diminish, and he also swallowed a drop of holy source y. His advantage is not too obvious for the time being, not too careless.

"If you don't have other means, the battle will end in a very short time!" Hotthur changed his hands and held the knife, and his expression gradually became cold.

"This sentence is also what I am going to say to you."

Zi Yan holds the knife with one hand and goes to the front, his body is like a light.

"Tianzhen knife net!"

With a low drink, Hotwell's figure disappeared, and there was a dense net of knives, with an unstoppable power, going towards the purple.

Aster is like a fish, or a bird, and it has no way to go when it meets the big net that descends from the sky.

"Cross knife!"

The purple scorpion with the knife, the hand interrupted the knife, and formed a cross knife arc in front of it.

This is not a knife that comes from the hand, but the second type recorded in the nine-pole knife, which is more powerful than a knife.

The space seems to be cut off by this knife, and the cross knife is instantly expanded to meet the knife net.

Just listening to the sound of a loud voice, the knife net spread from the middle position, turned into four, went to the sides.

At the same time, this cross knife arc, after cutting the knife net, straight forward, the goal is Hotthur.

"Hey!"

The scattered knives disappeared, and the long knives appeared again, blocking the arc of the cross knife, and the voice rang, and Hotthur's figure retreated.

Just in the back, his eyes were staring at the purple eyes, and his face was smirking.

"Snapped!"

The robes of the upper part of the sable are split, and the position of the chest appears as a net-like nick, and the blood overflows along the wound.

This injury is not fatal, but it is shocking. If it is faster, and then licking some, the body of the purple will be torn apart by this knife.

Above the ground, Hulttur, who was retired from the ground, brought two deep gullies. He stood at the end of the ravine and looked at Zi Yan and said: "Three strokes, but three strokes, your body will be completely separated by the knife net! Fight, after three strokes!"

Such confident words make the surrounding cheers constantly.

"This guy is really strong. He even gave it to the sky." This should be his strongest means so far. If he can block it, Tours will not be able to do anything about it."

"His cross-knife method can easily break the knife net. It should be a very strong knife. Unfortunately, his speed is a weak point. If he encounters other three-level hunters, he may be able to win, but he is in a good position. He has almost no chance of winning this battle. Unless he is faster than Tours!"

No one thinks that the speed of the purple can be faster than Hottul, because he is good at speed, which is the main reason why their forces invite each other to join.

This battle is now over, and Hotthur has said that only three strokes can kill the purple.

"Three tricks?"

Zi Yan looked at Hottul and smiled coldly, then extended a finger and said: "One stroke, the battle will end after one stroke!"

"Although it's a little difficult, maybe after a move, I can really kill you!" Hotthur sneered.

After that, he rushed with the knife, faster than before.

"Tianzhen knife net!"

More than just intensive, but also a stronger knife net once again appeared, want to cover the purple scorpion.

"Hey!"

The purple scorpion suddenly burst into a strong light, and he saw that the speed was very fast. At this moment, the speed has more than doubled. His speed is like a real streamer, before the knife net shrouded, from the other side around the knife net, to the front of Hotthur.

This scene happened very quickly ~www.readwn.com~ faster than everyone expected, even the eyes can not capture those changes.

"Cross knife!"

It belongs to the icy sound of the purple enamel, and the cross knife arc appears from outside the knife net, and goes toward Hotthur, which is close at hand.

In this case of change, Hotthur showed extraordinary ability to resist, his body flashed sideways, the front of the knife net disappeared in an instant, and then the long knife blocked in front.

These actions are almost in one go, and the response is very timely.

But compared to the purple sable, this time he is not a star and a half slow, when he crossed the knife in front of him, the cross knife arc has reached the back of his long knife, passing his eyebrows.

"puff!"

The knife arc crossed the body of Hotthur, leaving a trace of the cross in his eyebrows, and the blood spilled along the knife mark.

Hult Toura with a horrified and flustered expression, completely solidified!