"Boom, boom, boom!"

Chen Xiu slashed out three swords in one go.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng!"

Wu Tingfang's thousand-year-old cultivation is really amazing, referring to the sword, and the fingers of the flames flowing, flying all over the sky, actually blocked Chen Xiu's three swords, and even shocked Chen Xiu back three steps.

"Whew!"

Chen Xiu was forced to take three steps back, took a deep breath, and prepared to meet Wu Tingfang's stormy counterattack, but when he saw that he was standing motionless, he was secretly frightened: "Could it be that he has any other tricks!"

was even more vigilant in his heart, and when he looked at it again, he suddenly laughed, but it was Wu Tingfang holding his hand behind him, and blood was dripping down.

Chen Xiuzhen Wujian pointed at Wu Tingfang and laughed proudly: "Old pervert, you have to pay for your arrogance!"

In front of the deception, the real martial sword was stabbed out with a sword.

At this time, Wu Tingfang regretted very much that he had entrusted him before and did not respond to the enemy with weapons.

The sword finger is the sword finger, even if the finger has true qi attached to it, it cannot be compared with a real weapon.

If you face a weak enemy, you can still deal with it with your sword fingers, but when you face an opponent like Chen Xiu who is not much different from your own cultivation and whose swordsmanship is surprisingly strong, it will be a big mistake to block it with your sword fingers! Although he repelled Chen Xiu's three swords just now, Chen Xiu's true martial arts sword had also cut off the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Seeing that Chen Xiu was attacking with his sword again, he was about to flash to the side and cut a branch to deal with it temporarily.

Where would Chen Xiu give him the opportunity to use the weapon, the sword momentum did not stop at all, and in the flash of the sword light, it turned out to be three swords again! Wu Tingfang was taken aback, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rose from his heart.

Just now, he blocked Chen Xiu's three swords in a row with his bare hands, not only did he break two fingers, but the real power in his body was extremely consumed, and he suffered some dark injuries on his hands and meridians.

At this time, in the face of Chen Xiu's three swords again, if he blocked it with his bare hands, he was afraid that his left hand would be cut off! Wu Tingfang was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to block it anymore, but instead showed a wonderful body technique, suddenly dodging between square inches.

His body technique was really magical to the extreme, Chen Xiu saw that he was like a red afterimage, and his three swords were all missing.

"Mom's approval, you weren't awesome just now, and you want to fight like a man!"

Seeing Wu Tingfang dodging with his body technique, not daring to block his sword technique, Chen Xiu was shocked and happy in his heart.

Naturally, he was beaten like a dead dog by him a day and a night, and now it is his turn to beat like a wild dog.

What is surprising is that he has two major advantages in combat skills, one is that the speed of Qingfeng Slash is fast enough, but his Qingfeng Slash can't keep up with his body style;

Wu Tingfang has two most taboo words in his life, one is "old pervert" and the other is "not a man", but Chen Xiu scolded both! For example, Gu Rimou, a master of his peers, scolded him, Wu Tingfang held a grudge in his heart, and took revenge when he found an opportunity.

Chen Xiu, a junior, actually insulted himself like this, how could he bear it! "Boy, you're really me off!"

"Lao Tzu has a hundred years of longevity, and he will abolish you today!"

Wu Tingfang took a long breath and gathered twelve percent of his true power, wrapped in a layer of flames, like a burning man.

"it!"

Chen Xiu also knew that this time he had overdone the agitation, which was to provoke a fierce tiger, and he turned around as if he was about to run away.

"You can't run!"

Wu Tingfang raised his severed finger, blood came out of the broken place, condensed into a blood-colored finger, pointed at Chen Xiu is distant point, and a blood-colored fire dragon shot out from his fingertips! This finger is where Wu Tingfang's lifelong cultivation is, as soon as the blood-colored fire dragon comes out, it compresses Chen Xiu's dodge space to a point, and all the dodge space has been sealed by the sword momentum, and there is no dodge! Chen Xiu only felt the breath of death suddenly rushing towards his face, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and a look of fear appeared on his face, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and the true martial sword in his hand waved out.

As soon as the sword qi of the Qingfeng Slash touched the blood-colored fire dragon, it immediately burned to nothing, and Chen Xiu was also shocked by the sword qi that spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The blood-colored fire dragon was gone, and Chen Xiu didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the real martial sword was against the blood-colored fire dragon dragon's head.

The True Martial Sword in Chen Xiu's hand was almost shaken out of his hand, and the blood-colored fire dragon even withdrew his whole person more than twenty meters away, and the ground where the fire dragon passed was scorched.

"Mom, what should I do!"

And the real danger came at this time, only to see that the real martial sword was burned red by the fire dragon, and gradually there was a situation that it was about to melt.

", the flame condensed by his true qi is so hot, if it hits me, wouldn't I have scum left!"

"What to do!"

"Are you going to die!"

Chen Xiu's heart was like an ant on a hot pot, and he suddenly remembered the broken spear head: "Everyone in the secret realm of that thing has to fight, it must not be a mortal thing, I hope I can deal with this fire dragon!"

As soon as his mind moved, the wooden box in the space bag appeared directly in front of him, and at this time, he was holding a sword in both hands against the fire dragon, and he had no time to take care of it, so he had to carry the puppet technique, and the head of the broken spear shot towards Wu Tingfang like lightning! "Something!"

Wu Tingfang saw that the cold light was as fast as lightning, and felt that he couldn't even keep up with his eyes.

The most terrifying thing is that in this cold light, there is a suffocating terrifying aura, at the beginning, this terrifying aura tightly locked him, making his whole body like falling into an ice cellar, not only his body was frozen by this aura, but even his thinking seemed to be frozen, and it was extremely difficult to move a finger! His entire spirit fell into the illusion of the spearhead, and he didn't control the true qi on his body, the layer of flames outside his body suddenly disappeared, and even the blood-colored fire dragon that Chen Xiu was fighting against disappeared at once.

When Wu Tingfang's consciousness came out of the illusion of the severed spear head, he first felt the pain in his heart, and when he looked down, a palm-long spear head was inserted into his heart.

Wu Tingfang glared at Chen Xiu, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and shouted: "I actually died in your hands......!

"Whew!"

Chen Xiu was already physically and mentally exhausted against his fire dragon attack, sitting on the ground with his butt on his head, inhaling heavily, and glancing at Wu Tingfang's fallen corpse, still having palpitations, it was almost himself who was not convinced.

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