"Huh?"

Wu Yingqi suddenly sensed that something seemed to be wrong, and suddenly had a sense of life and death crisis, his hair stood on end, and the secret path was not good, so he hurriedly retreated.

It's a pity it's late.

Chen Jingle showed that the enemy was weak first, and then forcibly changed his moves, using the eight methods of deception in the well, so that the other party thought that he had a flaw, but he didn't know that it was a hidden killing move.

Soldiers stand by deception, and the virtual is real, and the real is virtual.

The sword light was shining, Wu Yingqi was caught off guard, and with an "ah" scream, he flew back and retreated.

When he stepped back a few feet and stood still, most of his face had been slashed by Chen Jingle, and the flesh and blood on his face were tumbling out, dripping with blood, like a hellish ghost, where was there still a little bit of the appearance of the handsome boy just now.

Wu Yingqi's hands trembled in pain, his hands were dripping with blood, his eyes were resentful, and he couldn't bite his teeth: "Untouchables, I want you to die!"

He had never been injured like this, and every trace of pain seemed to seep into his soul, making him feel painful. If it's other parts, it's okay, but it's the face he cares about the most.

He hated and was angry.

Chen Jingle finally gained an advantage, how could he let it go?

It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord!

The sword light flashed, the momentum was unparalleled, and he flew straight at Wu Yingqi. The wind blew, and one of the two oil lamps in the stone room suddenly went out, and the light became dim, reflecting Chen Jingle's indifferent expression, which was extremely cold.

Touching those eyes, Wu Yingqi was in a trance, as if he saw the masters who died in his hands because of his lack of strength in the past.

Not good!

Wu Yingqi suddenly woke up and found that the horizontal knife had arrived in front of him, and the knife qi even stabbed his skin. forcibly twisted his neck, Kankan dodged the knife, and at the same time the fan in his hand met the blade, and the fan was cut with a "bang".

But he didn't care at all, roared angrily, shook it hard, the fan slammed it together, the fan bone clamped the blade, stopped the horizontal knife castration, and then turned into an eagle's claw with his other hand with a cruel smile, and grabbed Chen Jingle's eyes.

Once he catches them, I'm afraid these eyes will have to be destroyed.

Chen Jingle calmly drew his knife and retreated, and swept the opponent's waist and abdomen with a volley.

If he dares not to hide, this waist is not wanted.

Wu Yingqi gritted his teeth and took half a step back in resentment, avoiding this sharp kick.

Zhu Qingyao watched from behind, and her heart was pinched. That guy seems to be very powerful, will Brother Qin not be able to beat him?

But she had no choice but to pray silently in her heart, praying that Brother Qin would defeat the big bad guy and be safe.

Seeing that bad guy being slashed, I almost couldn't help but clap my hands and cheer.

Wu Yingqi was disfigured by Chen Jingle, and the whole person was already furious.

This is not modern, you can have plastic surgery, how can you accept it to turn a beautiful son into an ugly monster with a scar on his face?

So the move was no longer the leisurely and calm just now, and turned into crazy and chaotic, and all kinds of yin tricks came easily, with only one purpose, that is, to kill Chen Jingle!

Chen Jingle's face is as usual, he has practiced eight or nine Xuangong, he has a strong body and excellent defensive ability, not to mention invulnerability, but at least he is not afraid of fighting for his life.

And......

He felt that the more fierce he was fighting, the more he was stimulated by the battle, the more his physical strength could be improved.

It's weak, but the lift is real.

This made him even more excited, so he fought back frantically, even more fiercely and even more desperately.

Wu Yingqi barely parried with the broken Liuyun Fan, and his teeth were about to be crushed, where did this guy come from?

I thought that at most it was at the level of Zheng Yidong Wang He, but I didn't expect that he was not on par with him, and the other party's cultivation techniques were weird, and he didn't seem to feel tired, and the more he fought, the more brave he became. If this continues, it is really difficult to predict the outcome or defeat.

The wound on his face no longer irritated him all the time, making it difficult for him to concentrate highly and could only barely resist.

For the first time, Quan Wu Yingqi had the mood of retreat.

Because of the exercises he cultivates, he pays more attention to outbursts rather than protracted battles.

"No! this guy must die!"

But as soon as he thought of the hurt and pain caused to him by the other party, the anger in his heart skyrocketed, and he said that he had to cut this guy into eighteen pieces in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

When the fan clamped the horizontal knife again, Wu Yingqi suddenly poured internal force into his palm and slapped the horizontal knife blade fiercely.

"Bell—"

The collision of the palm of the hand and the horizontal knife made a sound similar to that of metal.

Chen Jingle's eyes froze, could it be that this guy has practiced iron sand palms?

But he was not idle, the horizontal knife was stuck, and he directly picked up his fist and smashed it into Wu Yingqi's head.

Wu Yingqi didn't dodge or dodge, he took a punch, even if he was beaten to the point that the bridge of his nose was broken and he was dizzy, he had to force a palm again.

With a "bang", this horizontal knife, which had accompanied Chen Jingle for a copy, was actually broken by him.

Chen Jingle's pupils shrank, and he held the remaining half of the horizontal knife and quickly retreated.

"Haha, without a knife, what else can I do with you?" Wu Yingqi laughed wildly, as if he saw that his opponent had no weapon and was beaten to the ground by himself.

Chen Jingle didn't speak, threw away half of the horizontal knife in his hand, and then silently pulled out the 23,000 yuan spare item behind him.

Wu Yingqi's eyes widened, as if someone had choked his neck, and he couldn't laugh anymore. Looking at the blade, the cold light shone even more, making him shiver.

In the next second, Chen Jingle had already bullied forward, and his sword technique was as fierce and violent as ever.

On the other hand, Wu Yingqi was desperately injured just now and had to break the opponent's weapon, but the consumption was too large, and at this moment, he was gradually not supported, so he could only resist hard, and finally began to consider retreating.

"Want to run, don't you think it's too late?"

Chen Jingle saw through the other party's intentions at a glance, and the crazy attack overwhelmed Wu Yingqi, so he could only blindly defend and have no time to distract from anything else.

"It can't go on like this!"

Wu Yingqi gritted his teeth, and suddenly his eyes lit up, it was a flaw!

A decisive move "Dragon Piercing the Clouds" stabbed Chen Jingle in the waist and abdomen.

However, Chen Jingle's eyes were still indifferent.

Military deception is not only to show the enemy weakness, but also to feign a strong attack, repair the plank road in the open, and secretly Chen Cang are also military deception.

In the next second, the seemingly flawed move changed again, and it also stabbed Wu Yingqi directly. This time, he had no reservations, went all out, and exerted twelve points of strength.

I have already used this trick just now, and if I don't show my strongest strength this time and hit or kill the opponent in one fell swoop, I may not have a chance next time.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not big, and it is also unfavorable for Chen Jingle to continue fighting, don't forget that there are thousands of soldiers and horses outside, and he still has to save some strength to break through with Zhu Qingyao.

So, whether it's life or death, it all depends on this knife!

Chen Jingle's eyes were fixed on Wu Yingqi, and his momentum was unstoppable, as if he was going to die together.

By the time Wu Yingqi reacted, it was too late.

Fear instantly spread throughout his body, and for the first time he felt that death was so close to him, and he had no way to escape, but could only watch himself slowly jump into the abyss of hell.

"No—"

He roared in horror, his voice was terrible, how could he die here so easily, he was so unwilling!

So he roared angrily and suddenly reached out and grabbed the horizontal knife, trying to stop it.

However, the horizontal knife directly pierced Wu Yingqi's fleshy palm, and then pierced his throat, revealing obliquely from the back of his neck.

Blood gushed wildly.

Wu Yingqi's eyes widened and he opened his mouth slightly, but the horizontal knife was still stuck in his throat, his trachea was cut, and he couldn't speak, so he could only open his mouth in the end, and his hands hung down weakly.

This little prince of Pingxi Palace, who has hidden his strength for many years, is finally dead.

Chen Jingle, who was relieved, shook his body and almost fell.

"Brother Qin!"

Zhu Qingyao cried with joy, and hurriedly jumped down the steps and ran over to help him.

"It's fine, it's just a little bit off. ”

Chen Jingle waved his hand, smiled reluctantly, and then looked at Wu Yingqi's corpse, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

This is a hidden boss, and the reward shouldn't be bad, right?

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