Bite!

In the Henglian Mountain Range, the long swords collided, making a crisp clang, resounding throughout the mountain range.

In an instant of the collision of the long swords, Wu Xuan and Zhao Peng pushed the long sword in at the same time with their arms, and the figures of the two quickly retreated.

After stabilizing their bodies, neither of them gave each other time to rest, and their bodies flew again and fought in one place.

After the first temptation, Wu Xuan and the two of them had a certain understanding of each other, and they fought in one place again, and the field was suddenly surrounded by swords, and from time to time there was a crisp sound like the impact of a long sword, and under the strong impact, sparks also popped out from time to time.

In terms of martial arts, although Wu Xuan practiced the thirteen basic swordsmanship of mortal-level low-grade martial arts, his comprehension level could be described as thorough and he could use it freely.

Zhao Peng's swordsmanship was brave and domineering, but when he was entangled with Wu Xuan's sword, Wu Xuan did not fall into the disadvantage at all, but faintly suppressed Zhao Peng's head.

"Take me a sword!" The two were fighting, Zhao Peng shouted, and the long sword in his hand was surrounded by spiritual power, directly slashing at Wu Xuan's neck.

"Come on!"

Wu Xuan looked at Zhao Peng's sword with ferocity, Wu Xuan also shouted, used his spiritual power, and used the sword skills realized in the basic swordsmanship, and greeted Zhao Peng's long sword.

Bite!

The two long swords collided together again, and the strong wind was raging, causing the clothes of Wu Xuan and the two to hunt, and the two were also deadlocked.

Syllable!

But just when the two were at a stalemate, the iron sword in Wu Xuan's hand didn't withstand the power gushing out of Wu Xuan's body, and it snapped and shattered.

"I'll go, won't I, at the most critical time, the iron sword can't bear it!"

Sitting on the boulder and watching the lively Tongtian Bamboo also covered his eyes, and muttered a little depressedly.

Not only was Tongtianzhu depressed, but even Wu Xuan in the battlefield was also very depressed, the iron sword didn't hold up at the most critical time, and it seemed that his sword skills had not yet reached home.

"Ah~"

Although Wu Xuan and the others were depressed, Zhao Peng, who was in the middle of the battle, didn't know what was going on, and was startled by the sudden explosion of the long sword in Wu Xuan's hand, and he was shocked, and his body quickly retreated.

After exiting a long enough distance, he stopped, his eyes cautiously looking in Wu Xuan's direction.

"What, by mistake, my sword is broken!" Wu Xuan also innocently raised the iron sword with only the hilt left in his hand, and said to Zhao Peng.

"You.. You.. Zhao Peng looked at Wu Xuan's innocent appearance, and he was also angry for a while, and finally said a sentence:

"You're also a disciple of the Wu family, can't you change into a spiritual weapon?"

"Well, as you wish. Zhao Peng's sudden words made Wu Xuan speechless for a while, but Wu Xuan finally took out Qinghong from the Qiankun bag, waved at Zhao Peng, and said:

"Qinghong comes out, this battle should be over!"

"Hmph, what you said is too early, a mortal-level low-grade spiritual weapon is not enough to decide the outcome of the battle!" Zhao Peng obviously didn't listen to Wu Xuan's words, snorted coldly, waved the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Wu Xuan again.

"Slash!"

Wu Xuan watched Zhao Peng's long sword slash towards him, and Wu Xuan slowly spit out a word in his mouth.

The current Qinghong also said to Wu Xuan that the load was still too heavy, so Wu Xuan could only fight quickly and solve the battle as soon as possible.

Bite!

With a dull clang, the long swords of Wu Xuan and the two shook together again.

The moment the two of them collided with each other's long swords, Zhao Peng felt a huge force hit his body, and he actually survived a knife, and his body was directly thrown out.

Bang!

With a bang, Zhao Peng's body was thrown out more than three feet away, hitting the trunk of a big tree, and then it landed.

Wu Xuan didn't intend to give Zhao Peng any chance to get up, holding Qinghong in his hand, his figure flew towards Zhao Peng's position.

However, Wu Xuan held Qinghong in his hand, and his speed was naturally slower, and when his body reached Zhao Peng's side, Zhao Peng had already reflected, and he couldn't care about the injuries on his body, so he hurriedly dodged and dodged.

After this collision, Zhao Peng did not dare to resist Wu Xuan head-on, so he had to entangle with Wu Xuan in the battle circle, but in this way, Zhao Peng became even more passive.

The two stalemate for ten more moves, Wu Xuan grabbed a gap in Zhao Peng's move, and the Qinghong in his hand collapsed Zhao Peng's long sword and stabbed towards Zhao Peng's chest.

Wu Xuan's sword was as fast as lightning, and when Zhao Peng realized that he wanted to dodge, he couldn't dodge, so he screamed in his mouth and closed his eyes.

The long sword in his hand also fell out of his hand, waiting for Wu Xuan's long sword to fall.

Wu Xuan didn't intend to ask for Zhao Peng's life, when the long sword was about to stab him, Wu Xuan shook his head, threw the long sword in his hand to the side, and the sword body opened Zhao Peng's body sideways, grazing his neck and slashing it.

Even if he wanted to let Zhao Peng go, Wu Xuan didn't say that he wouldn't teach him a lesson, so when the long sword was sideways, Wu Xuan's body suddenly moved forward, and his body came directly in front of Zhao Peng with lightning speed, and hit Zhao Peng's chest with his elbow.

Bang!

There was another bang, Zhao Peng's body flew out upside down, landed on the ground, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Commander!" "Commander!"

The battle between Wu Xuan and the two ended too quickly, and when Zhao Peng's body landed, everyone in their team reacted, exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Peng, who was pale, stood up tremblingly with the support of everyone, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, and looked at Wu Xuan who was standing in place with complicated eyes.

Looking at Zhao Peng's current injury, he can only recover after at least three months of recuperation.

"Thank you for not killing, I, Zhao Peng, have written it down!" In the end, Zhao Peng hugged his fists at Wu Xuan with the support of everyone, and said to Wu Xuan.

At this time, everyone in Zhao Peng's team also looked at Wu Xuan with complicated eyes, and they didn't know what to say.

"I won't kill you because the two of us don't have a deep grudge, and you don't have to be so grateful, but..." Speaking of this, Wu Xuan's words suddenly changed, and then said:

"However, you provoke me first, you can keep this mortal-grade longsword as an apology!"

As he spoke, Wu Xuan walked to the side where Zhao Peng had thrown away the long sword, picked it up, touched the body of the sword, and nodded with satisfaction.

Jokes, Wu Xuan can not take their lives, but after fighting for so long for no reason, if he doesn't leave something, Wu Xuan feels that he has suffered a loss.

Now that you have a mortal-level low-grade spiritual weapon, it shouldn't be so easy to explode!

"Okay, the sword has been taken off, and I have no words to ask for it!" Zhao Peng saw Wu Xuan holding his own long sword in his hand, and his flesh hurt for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth, glanced at his head, turned his gaze, and said to the person who was supporting him:

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Their team had long been reluctant to stay here, and now that they had received Zhao Peng's order, they hurriedly helped Zhao Peng to walk towards the periphery of the Henglian Mountain Range.

The other members of their group also followed closely behind them, walking towards the periphery of the Henglian Mountain Range, not daring to look back at Wu Xuan, for fear that Wu Xuan would let them stay.

"Slow down, don't send it!"

Wu Xuan looked at the figures of everyone in the distance, still playing with Zhao Peng's long sword with great interest, and watched everyone leave, and also pretended to reply politely.