Zhang Wutian and Xie Qionghua's bodies fell to the ground, and both of them were a carp, jumped up from the ground, and looked up at each other, their faces full of resentment.

The two of them shouted at the same time, stepped forward under their feet, and rushed out towards each other.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the figures of the two met halfway, and their fists intersected again.

Not surprisingly, with the same result as before, both of them were shocked and regressed.

This time he stepped back, and an extra long sword appeared in Zhang Wutian's hand, and the moment he stabilized his figure, a sword slashed towards Xie Qionghua.

"Huh!"

The sword light pierced through the void and went straight to Xie Qionghua, the sharp sword light emitted an endless cold aura, which was shocking.

Seeing this, Xie Qionghua's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold color appeared in her eyes.

His feet flickered, his body like a butterfly dancing, and he dodged Zhang Wutian's blow in a wonderful posture.

Immediately after, there was an extra long sword in his hand, and the slightly slender long sword glowed with cold light, making it even sharper.

He held the sword in one hand, danced two sword flowers, and suddenly a sword roared out towards Zhang Wutian.

"Huh!"

This sword was even more powerful than Zhang Wutian's previous move, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, like a rainstorm pear blossom, unstoppable.

Zhang Wutian was taken aback when he saw this, he knew that this was Xie Qionghua's most refined "Drifting Rain Sword Technique", which was very powerful, if it fell on his body, he was afraid that he would be shot out of the holes all over his body by sword qi in an instant.

Zhang Wutian knew that he couldn't forcibly confront him, so he took two steps back, widening the distance, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand waved in front of him, and the sword light flowed, dragging a string of afterimages, forming a shield wall.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The furious sword qi bombarded and landed on the shield wall, making a cacophony of sounds, as if a downpour had fallen on the solid city wall.

Zhang Wutian used his own soul power and swordsmanship to block Xie Qionghua's attack.

"Drifting rain swordsmanship, but that's it!"

Zhang Wutian looked at Xie Qionghua and sneered coldly.

Xie Qionghua's face turned cold, and she shouted, "Then how about you look at my trick again?"

As he spoke, the momentum of the long sword in Xie Qionghua's hand turned, and it became up and down, and with the dance of the long sword, patches of bright petals appeared out of thin air around him.

As soon as these petals appear, the whole space seems to have a wonderful fragrance flowing out, which makes people feel refreshed.

The petals are scattered, and the beauty is stunning, so that the whole picture has a kind of poetic feeling.

However, just when everyone had such a feeling, those petals suddenly emitted a cold aura, like cold blades, unstoppable.

"Woooo

Xie Qionghua waved her hand, and the long sword pointed at Zhang Wutian, and suddenly all the flying flowers in the sky shot towards Zhang Wutian.

The soft petals were like sharp blades, cutting through the void, with one afterimage after another, heading straight for Zhang Wutian, like a huge storm.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wutian was taken aback.

This is Xie Qionghua's housekeeping skill "Qionghua Falls", which is extremely lethal, if you are not careful, you are very likely to die under his trick.

"Stormy!"

Zhang Wutian held the sword in one hand and quickly pulled out a sword flower in front of him, while shouting in his mouth.

With his shout, a force surged out of his body, and when he swung his sword, it turned into a violent wind and swept away.

Xie Qionghua's flying flower was swept by Zhang Wutian's strong wind and suddenly defeated a lot, Xie Qionghua was slightly startled, her eyes became solemn, she snorted coldly, and exerted her strength again, and the power of the flying flower became a little stronger.

Feeling the oppression from Xie Qionghua, Zhang Wutian gritted his teeth and used the same force to raise his attack to a higher level.

The two were evenly matched, and the scene was once deadlocked here without the slightest change.

However, Zhang Wutian's rain still didn't seem to be good enough, Xie Qionghua snorted coldly, exerted his strength again, and his attack was directly cracked.

At the moment when the wind and rain broke down, the flying flowers in the sky turned into sharp blades and shot down, Zhang Wutian was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly dodged to the side, wanting to avoid it.

But his movements were still a step slower after all, and the flying flower shot down quickly, hitting half of his body in an instant.

His body was directly knocked out and smashed to the ground, half of his body was covered with wounds, bloody, and looked terrifying.

Zhang Wutian fell to the ground, grinning in pain, gasping for air, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Hmph, you don't know whether you live or die, fight with me, you're still a little tender!" Xie Qionghua looked at Zhang Wutian and said arrogantly.

"Xie Qionghua, don't be complacent, I haven't lost yet!"

Zhang Wutian endured the pain and stood up from the ground, holding the sword in one hand and pointing at Xie Qionghua, the pain in his body made his hands tremble, and the sword in his hand also trembled slightly.

Seeing this scene, Bai Li Feng couldn't help but praise and said, "If you are injured like this, you still don't admit defeat, this Zhang Wutian is also a man!"

Mu Xue'er didn't know if she had a different opinion, or if she liked to go against Baili Feng, she rolled her eyes and said, "Cut, what a bullshit man, just a fool who can't see the situation clearly!"

Hearing Mu Xue'er's words, Bai Li Feng sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, whatever you say is what it is, anyway, no one dares to say that you, the daughter of Elder Mu, are not." ”

"Hmph. The corners of Mu Xue'er's mouth lifted and she smiled proudly.

At this time, in the pavilion.

Xie Qionghua looked at Zhang Wutian who stood up, obviously surprised, but soon showed a sneer, and said: "Zhang Wutian, what are you still holding on, you have been hit by my Qionghualuo, you are already seriously injured, what are you comparing with me now?"

"Dead lady, shut up!" Zhang Wutian shouted: "How could I, Zhang Wutian, lose to you like this, if you want to defeat me, it's still very early!

"Hmph, the dead duck has a hard mouth, I want to see what else you can do!" Xie Qionghua shouted coldly.

Before the words fell, Xie Qionghua stepped out and rushed towards Zhang Wutian, raising her palm, surrounded by soul power in her palm, containing powerful power.

Xie Qionghua is confident, with this palm, Zhang Wutian will be useless even if he doesn't die.

Seeing him make a move, Zhang Wutian's face suddenly turned cold, he didn't care about the injured half of his body, he used the uninjured half of his body as a medium, and the soul power in his body surged wildly in an instant, all poured into the long sword in his hand.

The long sword trembled, making a "buzzing" sound, and a faint layer of light appeared on the sword's body, and the blade seemed to become sharper.

"Sword skills, Wind Thorn!"

Zhang Wutian let out a low snort, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and when he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of Xie Qionghua.

"Poof—"

Xie Qionghua was startled when she saw Zhang Wutian who suddenly appeared in front of her, and before she could react, she heard a muffled sound, followed by a pain in her chest.

His expression was stunned, and his gaze moved down, only to see Zhang Wutian's sword stabbed into his chest, blood gushing.

"How...... ...... way"

He looked at Zhang Wutian, his face full of incredulity.

(End of chapter)