Chapter Ninety-Three: Arrival
"Keep up!"
?? Kou Zhong waved his long knife without hesitation.
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??‘ Whew!!! ’
His sword technique is wide open and close, wanton swaying, although there is no later great master strength, but one move is majestic, there is already a trace of grandmaster atmosphere, you can take this to get a glimpse of the peerless sword technique in the future.
?? Before the two people around them who were fighting each other could react, they were slashed by a knife technique with a huge range, and hurriedly retreated.
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??“ Where do you want to go? ”
?? Suddenly, an indifferent male voice suddenly came from the front.
?? A black shadow floated in and collided with Kou Zhong head-on.
??‘ Burst! ’
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?? The shadow of the knife dissipated, and Kou Zhong snorted, entangled with the black shadow.
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??“ It's you again! ”
He let out a low roar and wanted to get out, but he was entangled and couldn't be separated at all.
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?? Only then did Xu Ziling see clearly that the black shadow was Yang Xuyan, the shadow assassin who appeared on the Great Confucian Wangtong's Mansion some time ago and assassinated them.
??“ It's the shadow assassin! ”
?? Yang Xuyan held a silver short sword in his hand and stabbed straight towards Kou Zhong like a storm, with an indifferent smile on his face, as if he was just performing an exquisite dance.
??“ Phantom swordplay. ”
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?? He let out a low groan, and countless sword lights and sword qi instantly erupted from the short sword, and in an instant, a large area around him was enveloped.
?? Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were directly enveloped in it, and for a while they couldn't tell which was the sword light and which was the sword body.
??“ You have to find a way to join the old man! ”
Xu Ziling shouted loudly to Kou Zhong.
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??“ No way! Beat him or not! ”
Kou Zhong had just swung a knife and slashed into the air, when he felt a black shadow flash on his left, and a hot wound suddenly appeared on his arm.
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??‘ Laugh at! ’
?? Xu Ziling also had an extra wound on his back.
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??“ What to do!! Damn it! ”
Kou Zhong tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, the situation in front of him was getting more and more dangerous, even the two of them were so embarrassed, and they were replaced by Bai Fenghan's side... It's unimaginable!
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??‘ Boom! ’
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?? Bai Fenghan was repelled by a move, looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, tall and thin figure, crystal like jade skin, his eyes were forever narrowed into a slit, cold as a blade, and it seemed to give him a ruthless, dare to do whatever he wanted, and have the courage to take risks.
However, Ba Fenghan has lived in the grassland for more than ten years, and he can be very sure that this person is not a Turkic, but since he is not a Turkic, why would he come to trouble him at this time!
"Who are you, with your strength, you shouldn't be a nobody, why do you want to be Bi Xuan's lackey!"
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Ba Fenghan's words made the man opposite laugh, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him, so he opened his mouth, as if he wanted Ba Fenghan to die!
"Haha, lackey, I, Zhao Deyan, have been called a lackey for the first time in my life, even if Bi Xuan is a great grandmaster, it is impossible for me to be loyal, but he is willing to use a favor I owe in the past in exchange for your life!"
"A favor!"
Bai Fenghan's hand holding the sword tightened, Zhao Deyan's reputation, how could he not have heard of it, the number one master under Bi Xuan, and suddenly his eyes became more and more solemn!
"Yes, a favor, although I have no interest in killing a beginner grandmaster, but don't worry, it will be over soon!"
As soon as Zhao Deyan's words fell, two black and swarthy steel chains as thick as tail fingers drilled out like poisonous snakes from Zhao Deyan's left and right sleeves, and the head of the chain was a diamond-shaped sharp cone, which was as fast as a meteor and poked into Bafeng's cold eyes, and the yin damage was extremely vicious.
This pair of Qimen weapons is Zhao Deyan's ability to dominate the Central Plains, called 'Hundred Variety Ling Gun', which can be soft or hard, endlessly changing, and has unpredictable opportunities.
"Cypriot!"
At the same time, Ba Fenghan slashed out with a sword, using his proud swordsmanship, and the sword light was like a wash, high and agitated.
A sword came out, as if it had rolled up the wind and sand in the sky, majestic and vast, and met Zhao Deyan's steel chain cone.
"Poof!"
The sword cone collided, just a moment, Bai Fenghan felt the powerful true qi coming from the tip of the sword, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he wanted to retreat and unload his strength, but he saw the sharp cone attack again, raised his sword to block, and with a light sound, he instantly vomited blood and flew out.
"Die!"
Ba Fenghan stood up with a sword from the ground with difficulty, and saw Zhao Deyan put away the Ling gun, and slapped it with one palm, which seemed to be unremarkable, but he used all his strength to kill him.
"Suzaku rejects the corpse."
The opponent is completely tightly locked and shrouded, the five fingers are open, it seems to be slow and fast, clumsy and clever, and the changes are endless, which is Zhao Deyan's ability to press the bottom of the box 'Eighteen Claws of the Soul'.
"Damn, trouble!"
In this regard, Bai Fenghan's face was even more ugly, raising his sword to meet him, he wanted to slowly find Zhao Deyan's flaws, and then counterattack in a timely manner, but now it seems that Zhao Deyan has no intention of playing the juniors of the rivers and lakes at all, as soon as he makes a move, it is a killing move, and he will die!
"Wolf smoke everywhere!"
In the face of Zhao Deyan's killing move, Ba Fenghan slashed out with a sword again, the sword light was differentiated, like wolf smoke, unstoppable, but under Zhao Deyan's palm, it was all floating clouds in the sky, vulnerable to a blow, just a palm, and then let Ba Fenghan vomit blood and fly back.
"Ahem!"
Ba Fenghan coughed up blood, his internal organs were in hot pain, and a trace of unwillingness couldn't help but appear in his heart, just two moves made him seriously injured, does he really want to bury his bones here today?
"Loess buries bones!"
I am unwilling, but in the end I can be regarded as half of the protagonist, with the sword in my hand, the true qi skyrockets, but the sword momentum is more and more powerful, and there is the courage to survive in death!
"The Green Dragon Envy"
However, Zhao Deyan's face remained unchanged in this regard, and between the changes in his hands, the last form of the eighteen claws of the soul had been fully developed, for him, this was just the dying struggle of Ba Feng Han, and he hit it with one palm, wanting to kill Ba Feng Han under his palm.
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Lin Xin and the two walked under the tallest building of the palace, and the scene of a chaotic battle jumped into their eyes.
??“ It's already started before the child arrives! ”
After Lin Xin glanced around, his eyes were mainly on the battle between Bi Xuan and Shi Zhixuan, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Looks like it should be!"
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?? Ning Daoqi stood a little behind Lin Xin, half-bowing his head, his old eyes narrowed slightly, he could just see Lin Xin's back in this position, and the calm true qi in his body began to rise little by little!
"Huh!?"
Suddenly, Lin Xin looked at Kou Zhong's side, with two enemies and one, the double dragon that could block Yang Xuyan was obviously only innate, but he could fight with the grandmaster, and when it was dangerous, it broke out frequently, should it be said that the protagonist's aura was powerful, or was the longevity secret really against the sky?
It's a pity that the two of them are 108,000 miles away from the Great Grandmaster, otherwise they would be her opponents in this battle!