There is a great terror between life and death.

There is also great enlightenment between life and death.

When ordinary people are faced with a desperate situation, they are often agitated and panicked, but people like Wang Dong and A Qing naturally can't be looked at with common sense.

The more desperate the situation, the more it can stimulate the potential and promote the sublimation of the essence of life.

What Wang Dong wanted to see was Ah Qing's swordsmanship after the sublimation of his life, which must be extremely exciting.

Therefore, although he has no killing intent in his heart, there is a killing intent in his moves! Ah Qing can't deal with it well, maybe he will really die.

Wang moved his five fingers to grasp the camera, his fingers were like sharp blades, not only using the kung fu of the Nine Yin Divine Claws, but also turning the essence of the finger knife into it, not to mention the mortal body, even the copper wall had to be cut apart.

Ah Qing felt the violent crisis, the bamboo stick was violently retracted, and she turned in the air, her body was volleyed, and she had nowhere to borrow strength, but with the bamboo stick turning in a void, it seemed to get another force out of thin air, and her delicate body was twisted like lightning, and she had avoided the capture of Wang Dong's five fingers.

Swish!

The bamboo stick made an arc, struck out from an incredible angle, and struck at Wang Dong's five-finger knuckles.

"Poof".

The moment the bamboo stick hit, there was a soft sound, and then it flicked upward, then hit Wang Dong's wrist bone, and then hit the radius bone, and then the shoulder blade.

Every time I hit it, there was a soft 'poof' sound.

Ah Qing's expression became more and more solemn.

It's just that every time she hits, at the moment of the knock, there is a corresponding surge of energy, which cancels each other out with the bamboo stick, and actually does not hurt the other party in the slightest.

She let out another low snort. The bamboo stick in the palm of the hand is raised. Hit the king head.

Wang Dong greeted the bamboo stick that swung high. With a flick of his fingers and a snort, a burst of energy shot out and hit the bamboo stick.

Ah Qing's body shook violently, and he was so shocked that he fell backwards, and he was about to climb out of the city wall.

Swish! The bamboo stick was fast, and with a tap on the wall, Ah Qing shot out lightning again.

The bamboo stick in her palm is varied. Hundreds of rod shadows were conjured, and the sword qi turned into a net of heaven and earth, layer after layer, as if there was no end, and it continued to cover Wang Dong.

Ah Qing's swordsmanship is natural, which can not only attribute thousands of sword momentum to a simple sword, but also be infinitely complex, turning the sword momentum into a vast ocean, surging over wave after wave.

Under the oppression of Wang Dong, she finally bloomed with thrilling brilliance.

Aqua green clothes flying. Ah Qing's hair is fluttering in the wind, and the whole person has an extraordinary charm of getting rid of dust. This charm is also integrated into the sword momentum, making her swordsmanship more and more ethereal, ethereal, and unpredictable!

However, no matter how her swordsmanship changed, Wang Dong was like a rock, no matter how the wind and waves swept him, he was also immovable, and the ethereal and illusory sword momentum could hardly shake his figure.

Ah Qingxiu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her water-green clothes fluttered, and she turned around, like a flying goddess in the mural, dancing the fairy sword, and the sharp and ethereal sword qi hung down from the nine heavens, wanting to drown Wang Dong's whole person.

"The posture of heaven and man!"

Wang Dong praised again.

Although Wang Dongping may not be able to express himself, he does not have a sense of conceit and self-restraint in his heart, such as Ling Hu Chong, Li Xunhuan, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and even Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng and others, are already unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people, and everyone is a rare genius in the martial arts.

But when Wang Dong faced these people, no matter how polite he was on his face, he might not really feel how great the other party was.

But when facing Ah Qing, even with his conceit, he had to praise again and again.

Ah Qing's talent is high, I am afraid that she is still above Fang Baoyu, Fang Lingyu and others, and her fate is even more incomparable to Fang Baoyu and others.

Her swordsmanship is a godsend, but God pretends to borrow the hand of the white ape to return her body.

But Wang Dong almost tested Ah Qing's limit.

Although Ah Qing is already very strong, she is only eighteen or nine years old now, at least Wang Dong is definitely not her opponent at her age!

Compared with the current Wang Dong, Ah Qing is still too immature, and he is more than inferior in combat power.

The sword qi was like a heavenly river, flying down mightily.

Thundered!

You can even hear the grand echo of the torrent rushing in it, giving people a feeling that the city can be destroyed and irresistible.

There were many soldiers of Wu Guo at the head of the city, even if they were far away, they could hear the sound of their hearts beating and trembling, as if their hearts were about to jump out of their heart cavities.

They only felt as if they were in the middle of an infinite torrent, surrounded by towering angry waves, overwhelming the oppression of the mountains and seas, which made everyone exclaim in horror.

Wang took a step forward.

Bang!

One step fell, and it landed on the city wall.

This simple step, as if wrapped in tens of millions of strength, the entire section of the city wall seemed to tremble, and the next moment, in the thunderous roar, the masonry flew horizontally, and countless fragments of stone particles shot out all over the sky, rolling backwards towards Ah Qing.

Ah Qing had to block it, and the sword air flowed away, strangling the already shattered brick and stone fragments into countless powders.

In the smoke and dust, the bamboo stick in Ah Qing's palm exploded with a 'bang', and the ashes disappeared.

This small bamboo stick should have collapsed like powder in the first confrontation, but Ah Qing used her natural qi to protect the bamboo stick from destruction, but at this moment, as soon as the qi was broken, it immediately turned into ashes.

In Ah Qing's hand holding the bamboo stick, wisps of sawdust flew down, her palm trembled, a trace of blood oozed faintly, and a fierce energy poured in from her palm, circulating the eight veins of her body, making her face a little pale.

Wang Dong spun around and got up, reaching out and grabbing behind him!

Choke! Choke!

The long swords worn by the two Wu soldiers automatically ejected from their sheaths, flew out, and one fell into Wang Dong's palm, but the other shot towards Ah Qing.

Ah Qing didn't pick up the flying long sword, his body suddenly drifted backwards, only to hear a 'bang', the long sword sank into the inner wall of the city wall, and the hilt of the sword went deep.

Wang Dong was slightly stunned, and then flicked a finger on the long sword in his hand, shattering it into pieces, and said with a smile: "Girl, is this going to tie your hands?" ”

Ah Qing gasped slightly, waved his hand and said, "Don't fight!" ”

"Oh?" Wang said.

"I can't beat you, and I certainly can't kill you! In that case, why keep fighting? Ah Qing said: "Just to let you see my swordsmanship, do you gamble your life?" I'm not that stupid yet! ”

"Of course you are not stupid, if anyone thinks that the girl is a fool, then he is the biggest fool in the world, as I am, it seems that he has done such a stupid thing." Wang Dong looked at Ah Qing and sighed lightly: "The girl's defeat today is not her own defeat, if the girl and I start the same way, compete with the same generation, and practice the true qi of the inner family, I may not be able to win against you!" Being born in this world is both your misfortune and your great luck! (To be continued......)