"Then I won't be polite~"

A cold light flashed in front of him, and the young man's rigid face showed a hint of movement. However, Nero jumped up, already holding a long knife with a strange light in his hand.

"Empty cut!"

Holding the hilt of the Yama Sword in both hands, wisps of smoke-like black energy emitted from the blade, Nero slashed at the young man from top to bottom!

Rumble!!!

Like a giant hammer falling, a huge hole suddenly appeared on the road.

However, the sudden attack did not hit this mysterious man, and Nero didn't pay attention. After landing, he stretched out his left hand towards the young man. The Yan Demon Sword was placed against his left arm, with the tip of the knife.

The place was included in the tiger's mouth of the left hand, aiming at the mysterious young man, and at the same time, the whole person was in a sprinting posture.

Nero's eyes became even more strange at this moment, seeming to be happy, "...Dragon Teeth!"

The sudden thrust was extremely fast, but it did not exceed the young man's reaction ability... However, he felt a sense of stagnation at this time, as if his body was locked by something, and for a moment, his limbs were unable to do anything.

Get active.

However, in a battle of this level, not just a moment, but an instant can be fatal.

I underestimated this woman... The young man's heart froze, and the white arrogance on his body instantly gathered in front of him, turning into a round shield!

The blade of Yan Mo Dao directly pierced the white round shield. In an instant, the young man's body was as if he had been hit by a truck. His whole body was shot straight back, and finally hit the side of the black business car. Front position!

The windshield of the commercial vehicle was smashed into pieces.

At this time, Nero waved the Yama Sword casually, then put his palm on his eyebrows, stood on tiptoes, and made a posture of looking out, "Brother, are you okay? Hello! Brother, can you still hear me? ?"

The young man put his hands on the hood of the commercial vehicle and pushed his body up... Although he looked a little embarrassed, his face was as usual. It was obvious that he was not seriously injured, or that he was not in pain or itchy.

"Shisui, you are too slow."

However, at this moment, there was such a cold voice in the carriage.

Zhishui... Gongsun Zhishui got off the car at this time, swept away the glass shards on his body, and said calmly: "This woman is not weak, even if she is a cadre, she is probably qualified to compete for the 'Golden Sword Warrior'. "

"That means you are not qualified to be a 'Golden Sword Warrior'?" The voice in the car came again, "Five minutes."

Gongsun Zhishui chuckled, "That's too much."
Chapter completed!