"I didn’t expect that."
KonIchikawa sighed and hung his hand and said, "I lost."
KonIchikawa lost twice in a row.
But then a sound came up, "I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. How do you want to have a competition with me?"
Accompanied by the sound more wood came to the front of the snow letter eyes sending out the fanatical fighting spirit said
"You can make your strange power? Come and fight with me. "
Looking at his Zhang Chou face, Xuexin took a deep breath and looked complicated and said, "No, thank you. Bye."
Chapter one hundred and one Sword
In the face of more wood requirements, Xue Xin refused to fight with him without thinking. Regardless of the fact that he has been injured, he is not his opponent at all.
Even if you add the ability to cut the ghost knife and the thunder instantly coax Canxuexin, you are no match.
It is not known whether self-inflicted injury depends on human strength and speed.
"Do you want to back down? What a coward! Come and play a game with me. "Gengmu held a long knife in his right hand and waved it.
Seeing that Gengmu wants to start work, Xuexin holds the dagger and plans to run away if he wants to start work.
But at this time, a huge spirit appeared in the distance and slowly approached this side.
"This is?"
More wood feel the spirit pressure turned his head and looked into the distance.
"Small sword this spirit pressure is very strong"
The sound of grass deer’s thousand streams is more wooden.
"Yes, it’s very strong. I haven’t met this kind of mental pressure for decades." I’m even more interested. "I don’t know who it is."
"coming, coming"
At this moment, a figure ran into the wooded area and shouted, "Ghost Yancheng Sword is coming."
"Ghost Yancheng Sword?"
Others showed a shocked expression when they heard the name.
The name of the sword has been flowing from the first generation sword to the soul street. All swordsmen in the soul street don’t know the name of the sword.
The sword refers to Ling Lingting’s’ strongest fighter’ as the strongest swordsman.
Moreover, the ghost Yancheng was born in Liuhun Street, and Liuhun Street appeared in the west, which has a great name.
"It turned out that he had long wanted to fight him. Let’s go find him."
More wood said carrying grass deer qianliu walked directly towards the location of the outbreak of stress.
Madarame Ikkaku immediately with Ayasegawa Yumichika reluctant to follow.
"Let’s go and see, too."
Many swordsmen in Gengmu District followed.
"Master, let’s go, too." Snow letter hurriedly called out to Master.
Uemon, the little toon blade, looked at Xuexin Nai and said, "You are injured."
"treat while watching"
Xuexin chased two generations of swords in the direction of more separation, and Xuexin didn’t want to miss it.
A group of people followed wood blade through the grass deer area in the seventy-ninth district and came to the outskirts of the seventy-ninth district. A huge figure was wearing a knife to cut the spirit in the distance.
This figure is big and fat, with a height of two meters and a weight of 316 kilograms.
You know, Gengmu is only 2.2 meters tall and weighs 100 kilograms.
He is twenty centimeters taller, but he is three times taller and weighs almost two meters and nine Komamura Sajin.
He is like a hill, giving people an unshakable feeling.
More wood to see him blossom a spiritual force walked towards him.
Detect more wood spirit pressure ghost Yancheng sword lived footsteps will shoulder huge cut spirit knife.
Two spiritual pressures collide at a distance, and the momentum around them becomes more and more depressed.
I felt a palpitation as if I were going to suffocate, so I quickly retreated for a long distance.
Strong spiritual pressure also left the edge of the area. Snow letter, small toon blade, Uemon Xiaoli is in the forefront of KonIchikawa, Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika, but they are also hiding in the Woods and dare not get too close.
Two people fighting damage will be very strong, even the whole suburb of area 70 will become a battlefield.
"You are the ghost Yan Chengjian?" Geng mu Jian yin lai
"And you are?"
Ghost Yancheng squinted and asked, even if I felt the pressure from the other side, I didn’t recognize that I would lose.