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She took a few steps back to dodge, but she didn't expect that the black sword suddenly turned around and shot towards Zhou Qing, who was breathing, and she wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

But in an instant, the black sword had already come to his throat, and at this moment, Zhou Qing suddenly opened his eyes, only to hear a 'ding' sound, and the black sword had been knocked to the ground.

Zhou Qing stared directly at Liu Zhizi for a long time, and the hand that raised the sword was slowly put down, he smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Liu Qizi didn't seem to see his gaze, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, sealing all Wen Sheng's retreats, and the gang qi wrapped the positive pole sword, slashing and stabbing and sweeping the sword moves endlessly, making people have to go all out with all their hearts.

On the road of kendo, even if Wen Sheng is a genius, it is difficult to compete with a kendo master like Liu Zhizi who has been promising for decades, not to mention that she is not.

Although Liu Zhizi was seriously injured and Wen Sheng was in full bloom, the two still had an insurmountable distance.

Wen Sheng was defeated and retreated, and his body was already colorful, but there was no slack in his eyes.

Wu Huo saw that Wen Sheng couldn't bear the number of swords in his body anymore, so he drew his sword and greeted it.

Fei Ziyan also immediately followed, and the three of them surrounded Liu Zizi in a triangle.

"The power of the ants!"

Even though Liu Zhizi was injured internally, he still calmly dismantled Fei Ziyan and Wu Hui's tricks.

Only by facing Liu Zizi in person will he feel his arrogance, Wu Huo and Fei Ziyan used their most proud sword moves, which only made him embarrassed, but they couldn't hurt him.

Wen Sheng jumped up, and with the force of his right hand, he was about to sweep towards Liu Zhizi, who had not yet stood firm, when suddenly Fei Ziyan appeared in her attack range and stabbed Liu Zhizi, and she quickly withdrew her killing move.

Liu Zizi stood firm in this space, a sharp sword qi scraped his face, he grabbed Fei Ziyan's sword with his backhand, and slapped him in the chest.

The red blood sprayed in the air, Wen Sheng looked at the blood curtain floating in the air in a daze, and the blood in his eyes suddenly became rich and could not be dispersed.

Liu Zhizi indifferently swept over Fei Ziyan, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, and suddenly his heart jumped, and the subconscious horizontal sword was in front of him.

The sound of clashing blades came from his ears, and a strong force forced him back half a step.

What caught my eye was Wen Sheng's solemn face.

I was tolerant of her several times, but she provoked herself again and again, and she really deserved to be killed! Liu Zhizi was angry in her heart, and the true qi in her body was running, and she tried her best to break her moves.

He took a step forward, his hands constantly changing and pinching, and the soybeans in his sleeves floated in the air as if they were alive, and just as his last gesture ended, the soybeans suddenly exploded towards Wen Sheng like bullets from his gun.

On the other side, Wen Sheng's pupils shrank, and his figure continued to retreat, and at the same time, he kept using his sword to block the soybeans that he couldn't avoid.

The moment the Handqiong sword touched the soybean, Wen Sheng's hand holding the sword felt that he couldn't grasp it, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and numb, how could she have thought that it had such a big impact, and if she blocked a few more, I was afraid that this sword would be taken off.

Thinking of this, she put away her sword and leaped into the nearest tree, leaving its range of attack.

Seeing the willow below, Wen Sheng jumped down from the tree, holding the Handqiong sword against his face, and slashed it with the force of the Huashan Mountain, the sword body was shrouded in a layer of visible Huaguang, just looking at it felt a very sharp feeling, even if it really moved a mountain, the people next to it would not suspect that it could not be cleaved.

The internal force in Liu Zhizi's body was running extremely fast, and instead of retreating, he met it, and his movements were elegant, like an immortal riding the clouds.

The two collided together, and a powerful internal force rushed from the tip of the sword to destroy and strangle in his body, Wen Sheng's painful facial features were distorted, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

She slapped the hilt of the sword with the palm of her hand, and the internal force that was unhindered to the destruction of her body suddenly rushed towards Liu Zhizi on the opposite side like a soldier obeying military orders.

Wu Huo looked at the stalemate of the two, his eyes condensed, the blade of the sword turned slightly, and at this time, a figure blocked in front of him.

He had a very handsome face, and his usually gentle and seductive eyes looked at him firmly at this time.

"Fei Ziyan, get out of the way!"

"Wu Hui, although it is not a pity for that person to die, the victory obtained by the sneak attack at this time will only make people feel ashamed." Fei Ziyan had no intention of regressing.

"Shame? If I don't kill him now, the soul of the hero who died because of me will not be able to rest in peace, and this will make me feel ashamed! ”

After Wu Huo finished speaking, he bypassed him and was about to pass, but Fei Ziyan suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and his palm was tightly imprisoned like iron tongs.

"Don't lecture me with your righteous face, you're not qualified enough!"

Wu Hui's internal strength was shocked, he broke free from his palm, and strode towards Liu Zhizi, Fei Ziyan was about to chase after him, when the people in Tsing Yi on the side appeared in front of him, their faces were solemn, and they had a posture of tying him up with an order.

Fei Ziyan looked at the man in Tsing Yi with a look of indignation, although he was confident to break free from them, it was not cost-effective to let the two families have trouble for a damned person.

Just as Wu Huo drew his sword, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of Liu Huizi's mouth, and his body quickly retreated like a bullet and crashed into a pile of rubble.

He was already suffering from internal injuries, and the internal force in his body was consumed a lot after repeated battles, and he had just competed with Wen Sheng to suppress her, but at this time, his internal injuries suddenly raged, and Wen Sheng took the lead.

Liu Zhizi's chest was tumbling with blood and blood, his head was dizzy, and before he could adjust, he suddenly felt a heartbeat, and he didn't want to roll to the side immediately.

There was a stabbing sound, and a deep wound cut on his left arm, and the blood immediately flowed like a torrent of blood, which was very terrifying.

Wen Sheng secretly said that it was a pity, otherwise this sword would have killed him.

Liu Zhizi stood up, didn't look at the injury on his arm, the positive sword was in his hand, endless sword intent burst out from his body, his pale hair was windless, and Wen Sheng felt a sense of oppression for no reason.

Liu Zhizi swung several swords at Wen Sheng in the air, and one after another condensed swords visible to the naked eye came towards him, dense and without any gaps.

Gang Qi was originally haunting his body, and it was extremely rare to leave his body to do tricks, but he was able to compress and condense Gang Qi, which was unseen and unheard of.

Wen Sheng condensed all the internal force in his hand, and the Gang Qi wrapped the Han Qiong Sword, but in the blink of an eye, the Jian Gang was already close to his face.

She swept away with all her strength, and Jian Gang trembled rapidly, several of them collapsed in the impact, and the others still slashed towards Wen Sheng.

Seeing this situation, Wen Sheng quickly retreated and kept swinging his sword, but there was still a wrong sword on his body.

She snorted and glanced quickly at her chest, seeing that an extremely deep sword wound was gurgling with blood, while the sword in her hand was swinging faster.

Suddenly, a hit sword gang did not collapse as expected, but shot towards her eyebrows in the same direction after a few small turns.

At this time, it was too late to swing the sword again, Wen Sheng felt the breath of death for the first time, she had also been seriously injured, on the verge of death, and even really died once. But at that time, she was not afraid, because she knew that she still had Jin, and she would not die at all, and even if she died here, she would be alive in her world.

And now that Jin is gone, she can't turn back. (To be continued.) )