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The middle-aged man didn't care about the old man who pounced like a hungry wolf from a distance, he just wanted to look at the Wuhou Shizi who was lying on the ground at this time, extremely embarrassed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 A hint of mockery appeared on Info's face.

"Don't move any more, if you move again, his life will be gone. The middle-aged man and Lin Ji fell to the ground almost together, and the middle-aged man's iron sword was across Lin Ji's neck at the moment.

And between Lin Ji and the iron sword was the line of defense composed of tea.

Hearing this, Xing Lao looked at the middle-aged man standing beside Lin Ji and frowned, because he knew that even if the other party only had the cultivation of the Zhiwei Realm, he was not sure that he could kill that person before the sword fell on Lin Ji's neck, so he chose to stop.

"Chu Huaiyi, the leader of the Imperial Cultivation Regiment, and Xuanjian Men Ning Cheng shot at the same time, I don't know who is so big. Xing Lao silently read out the names of the two people, and it seemed that even his teeth were trembling.

It wasn't the most dangerous situation he'd ever faced, but it was an option.

A sword pierced through Xing Lao's left shoulder in a straight way. The young man standing behind him smiled slightly: "Left hand sword, I see what you will use to hold the sword after your left arm is gone." ”

The blood on Xing Lao's left arm was pouring down, and his body, which was already extremely old, seemed to have become much older because of this sword.

The short sword passed through the shoulder, and the huge inertia made the old man's body, which was already clumped together, staggered forward a few steps.

And at this time, a sudden change occurred.

Lin Ji clearly saw Xing Lao's eyes before being pierced by the short sword.

In Lin Ji's arms, he has been hiding a very ordinary dagger, so ordinary that he can buy it casually in the blacksmith shop on the roadside in Zhongjing City, but even such a dagger he carries with him all the time, but he didn't expect it to work at this time.

Lin Ji didn't take it upon himself to stab the middle-aged man beside him with a dagger. Instead, he chose to turn the dagger sideways in front of him.

Xing Lao's body suddenly moved forward with the piercing power of the sword, and it had already accelerated forward in the surprised gazes of the two.

Chu Huaiyi's heart trembled violently, but his hands were cut off without hesitation, and the delay changed, which was the first thought of a person who had lived in the palace for many years.

However, he seemed to overestimate his speed, or underestimate the difference between the Knowing Subtle Realm and the Immeasurable Realm, and before the short sword he held in his hand could be completely cut off, his sword transformation flew into the sky along with his right arm.

The crimson blood gushed out, like the spring water of early winter, and it had an unstoppable momentum.

Then there was an extremely tragic wail, and the figure who had been full of banter just now had already fallen into the blood wave, tumbling endlessly, and the pain of breaking his arm was beyond measure.

And even so, the killing intent of the long sword that did not fall still fell on Lin Ji's body.

The shield turned into tea shattered, and the next thing that collided with that killing intent was the dagger that Lin Ji pulled out of his arms.

Feeling the imminent crisis, Lin Ji instantly poured all the strength of his body into this short dagger, and an extremely bright crisp sound, accompanied by a strong air jet, scattered from the blade to all sides.

Lin Ji's wrist was in sharp pain, and he almost couldn't hold the dagger in his hand, but with an extremely resolute mind, he stabilized his figure, and with the help of the shock power transmitted back by the blade, the figure suddenly rushed backwards, opening an extremely safe distance between himself and Ning Cheng.

No one paid any attention to the leader of the Order of Order, who was churning on the ground.

At this time, the existence and the inter-field group changed to the first two people, but one of them had a shoulder injury, while the other was intact.

Xing Lao was already covered in blood and his face was pale, but his expression was still immovable, lying between Lin Ji and Ning Cheng, staring at Ning Cheng.

"Your helper has fallen here in his old age, and you think you're still a little sure you can beat me. Xing Lao didn't care about the shoulder that was still trickling and bleeding, but threw the long sword in his left hand onto his right hand, which only had three fingers.

In fact, Xing Lao didn't know if he could continue to swing his sword like this, but he could only pretend that he could.

Because he had no choice.

The essence in Ning Cheng's body was already tumbling at this time, and it was about to break out, and the essence that was surging towards the sword body was forcibly pressed back by him.

After his gaze swept over Xing Lao's left shoulder and three right hands and right hands, he laughed heartily a few times.

"Dare Wen asked the senior how long has it been since he has used a sword in his right hand?" Ning Cheng raised his chin slightly and pointed to Xing Lao's trembling right hand.

Holding the sword with three fingers, Xing Lao moved, and answered Ning Cheng's words with practical actions, but it seemed a little too tragic.

The snow-white hair was rolling in the air, even if it was injured, but the essence that was emitted seemed to be a little stronger than before in Lin Ji's feeling.

"This is the momentum that an immeasurable realm master should have. Ning Cheng smiled, obviously extremely confident, because he was the one who stood in the martial arts list after all, and the person in front of him was only standing before.

"Young man, it's good to know some reverence. Xing Lao said slowly in a low voice, Lin Ji knew that he seemed to be really angry this time.

In Lin Ji's eyes, Xing Lao's injured left hand suddenly stretched out two fingers, drawing a strange arc on his side, and a milky white light appeared out of thin air outside Lin Ji's body, rolling him up, and the next moment the whole person had already flown out of the pile of ruins.

After doing this, Xing Lao no longer seems to have any scruples. There was a furious murderous aura welling up from his raised eyes.

"Your old man's scheming is really bottomless. Obviously, all of this was beyond Ning Cheng's expectations, so he didn't seem to have time to react too much at all.

The pavilion that Lin Ji flew to was called Zhuyun Pavilion, which was an official kiln that the emperor of the Han Dynasty would take a look at, and even he couldn't afford to provoke it.

Xing Lao did not ignore Ning Cheng's ridicule, but stepped on the floating dust in the air with an expressionless face, and pounced towards Ning Cheng again with the sword in his right hand like an old hill.

Ning Cheng looked at the mountain, his face was calm, the short sword was raised, and his left hand was pushed forward, obviously wanting to catch the sword with the sword, but when the long sword came in an instant, he found that it seemed a little impossible to catch the sword.

A crunch click!

Ning Cheng's right wrist bone was broken, and the back of the sword fell heavily to his chest.

He carried it again with his chest.

Xing Lao's sword momentum moved forward.

All the essence qi in the body burst out in the shortest possible time! The hot milky white essence erupted from the tip of the sword again.

Another snap!

Ning Cheng's chest was in severe pain, and he could no longer resist the huge force from the sword, and collapsed violently, and the whole person suddenly fell backwards with this loud sound, his face was pale, and a bright blood slowly flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

However, the master duel of the Infinite Realm did not end at this time, Ning Cheng's body that fell out looked like a stone that had been kicked away, but the arc was extremely regular, or it could be said that he shot out.

And the place where he had stayed before, that is, where Xing Lao was now, suddenly produced a violent explosion, and countless blue lightsabers visible to the naked eye rushed out violently from the ground to the center, mixed with endless power, and it did not stop for a long time.

"Sword Dome. These are the last two words that Xing Lao said.

"Bang ......" The defenseless Xing Lao was in the center of the explosion, and he was also defenseless, and the energy vortex generated by the explosion was instantly engulfed.

This violent explosion was centered on the ruins of the teahouse, lifting all the broken stone slabs and turning them into powder, and the teahouse with only four stone walls left collapsed under this huge force at this moment, and the air was instantly filled with thick smoke. But the strange thing is that even if there is such a big movement, the scope is limited to this teahouse, and the place outside the teahouse is not damaged at all.

The crowd outside the battle group who had already subconsciously avoided had the courage to come out of their heads at this moment, and in the thick smoke of the ruins, a man holding a short sword with a calm gaze was unstoppable.

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