Frightened by the young and powerful opponent in his heart, the black-clothed swordsman realized his hand, snorted coldly, and slashed towards Wang Junlin's sword from the left.

This sword seems to be unremarkable, but it is actually the skill of the black-clothed swordsman in his life, and it has reached the realm of turning decay into magic and great ingenuity.

Wang Junlin's expression froze, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

The swordsmanship of the black-clothed swordsman is heavy, putting himself to death and then rejuvenating, and the victory or defeat is determined by a few moves.

Wang Junlin's eyes flickered, and he only walked at a distance of Zhang Xu with the strange footwork he had recently learned from Nie Xiaoyu, making people feel that he was not attacking in a straight line, but constantly changing the direction of the angle, but it seemed to be just advancing in a straight line. That indescribable feeling was already a headache just to watch, and it was even more conceivable how it felt to be facing the black-clothed swordsman who was facing him head-on.

The black-clothed swordsman shouted violently, and the lightning moved horizontally, and before Wang Junlin's dragon sparrow knife cut into his chest, he didn't meet and dodge, and came to Wang Junlin's left hand, which happened to flash to the weakest point of Wang Junlin's sword.

Wang Junlin shouted "yes" and stepped back sharply.

Under the guidance of qi and machine, the long sword in the black-clothed swordsman's hand turned into a sword shadow like a stormy wave, and the river poured in pursuit.

Wang Junlin seemed to have foreseen this kind of victory, calm as a deep pool without wind and waves, his face was as calm as water, and he retreated a few feet, and after avoiding the opponent's strongest sword momentum in an instant, he suddenly turned back and sealed the horizontal sword.

His retreat and advance are as natural as the scenery of spring and autumn, and he already has the natural flavor of spring and autumn knife techniques, teaching people to have an indescribable strange feeling.

"Dangdang!" In the swift scene of lightning and fire, the two exchanged three moves.

For a moment, the sword light was shining, and the sword qi was in the air.

The sword and sword momentum shrouded a radius of three zhang, and several masters of the Red Knife Workshop who had killed here from outside subconsciously avoided other places.

Wang Junlin's sword suddenly narrowed, only holding a narrow space, and with his strange footwork, in the black-clothed swordsman's sword shadow that opened and closed like a stormy wave, he made a ghostly move. At first glance, it seemed that he was falling behind, but Nie Xiaoyu, who was pressing Wang Junjing and Chen Danying on the side, knew that this was really Wang Junlin's most clever strategy against the black-clothed swordsman at this time.

If Wang Junlin can prolong the current situation, when the black-clothed swordsman is exhausted, it will be the moment when Wang Junlin will defend and attack.

Of course, the black-clothed swordsman has accumulated more than sixty years of skill, and his qi is long, maybe Wang Junlin has already died before he reaches that moment.

Nie Xiaoyu knew the purpose of Wang Junlin looking for an opponent to hone his sword skills between life and death, so he didn't rush to help.

At this time, the black-clothed swordsman had no distractions, and three swords in a row were slashed out, each sword was taken from a different angle, and the force was light and heavy, and whoever was the front would have a feeling of being difficult to parry. However, Wang Junlin's long knife was quickly resolved one by one, and the knife momentum suddenly expanded, and he took a little initiative, and his momentum was maintained.

On the other side, Chen Danying finally couldn't support it, and was beaten back again and again by King Bodo, seeing that he was about to show his flaws, was injured by him, and was even killed by him.

Nie Xiaoyu finally made a move, she stabbed out a sword seemingly very casually, without a cold sword qi, but this sword shrouded all the ways of King Bodo's advance and retreat, and the timing and angle of the attack were subtle, and only Nie Xiaoyu could do it alone in the world.

King Bodo's face changed, and he had to stop his pursuit of Chen Danying and concentrate all his strength to deal with this terrible sword.

"Boom!"

The palms of the hands and the sword intersected, and there was a low thunderous roar.

The sleeves of King Bodo's robe were broken, his fingers were dripping blood, and his heart was awe-inspiring, plus he had not seen a hundred masters of the Dugu family for so long, knowing that today's operation had failed, and the key now was whether he could get out of the way, and the two young girls in front of him already had the ability to kill him.

There was a quick decision in his mind, and King Bodo tried his best to repel Nie Xiaoyu and Chen Danying, and let out a long roar, and the two attendants with iron rods on the other side heard the sound and were injured, repelling Jing Tian, Tian Rong'er and others, and flew over.

Then King Bodo's figure flashed, and he was about to leave, Nie Xiaoyu and Chen Danying stepped forward with swords to block, but they were desperately entangled by the two entourages of King Bodo with the same trick, and when they killed the two entourage, King Bodo had already left the casino and went to the front hall outside, and then a series of screams rang out, and then fell silent.

The black-clothed swordsman who was fighting with Wang Junlin saw King Bodo leaving, he was so anxious that he couldn't get out with all his strength, and when Chen Danying and Nie Xiaoyu stepped forward to seal his retreat, he was already desperate in his heart.

At this time, Jing Tian and Tian Rong'er had already rushed out with a group of masters of the Red Knife Society, and went outside to help deal with the hundred masters of the Dugu family, and it didn't take long for the Dugu family to leave some corpses and evacuate.

Surrounded by strong enemies, leaving him alone, the black-clothed swordsman began to panic in his heart, and it didn't take long for Wang Junlin to catch the flaw and slash him with a knife, Nie Xiaoyu stabbed out with a sword and stabbed it in the throat.

"I'm dying!" The black-clothed swordsman looked desperate.

"Don't kill him."

Wang Junlin shouted at the last moment, Nie Xiaoyu's sword tip stopped the moment it touched the throat of the black-clothed swordsman, and the black-clothed swordsman walked away from the ghost gate, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and he looked like he was going to live for the rest of his life.

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"Third master, only forty-one of our hundred people have returned, and Chen Kun and Murong Han, the deadly sword, have not been able to escape." In a manor of Dugu's family in Dongcheng, a guard leader knelt in front of Dugu Moyu, his face was pale and his body was covered with blood.

"What, how is this possible, it's just a small underworld gang, how can they have such strength." Dugu Moyu was taken aback, with a look of disbelief.

"I don't know if I am lowly, but this matter may be ...... The master from the Western Regions knew. The leader of the guards hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

Dugu Moyu glanced at the head of the guard, and said in a cold voice: "You don't have to tell the second master and the head of the family about this matter, I will go and say it myself." ”

The leader of the guards trembled, bowed his head and said, "I understand. ”

"Stand down!"

"Yes!"

After the leader of the Duhu guard left, Dugu Moyu entered the room of King Pota in the inner courtyard with a gloomy face, the latter had an extremely ugly face, glanced at him, and said: "It's Wang Junlin, he knew our plan in advance and set up an ambush. ”

"It's him, what is his relationship with the Red Knife? Why did he know about our plans? Dugu Moyu's face changed several times, since he witnessed Wang Junlin poisoning tens of thousands of people with a barrel of poison two years ago, he had always been afraid of Wang Junlin.

PS: There is one more shift tonight———