The big knife slashed diagonally, Jun Qian used his Xuan Force to prepare to resist, but unexpectedly, the other party just made a false move, suddenly turned around in the air, and kicked at him. Jun Qian immediately resisted with his sword and shook his kick away.

Nighthawk's body is quite flexible, and the speed is extremely fast, suddenly the big knife cuts straight at Jun Qian's face, and suddenly punches or kicks Jun Qian off guard.

"No, I'm going to help." Qin Xiao broke out of Jun Mad's hand, and this was said to Jun Mad when he said this, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Rui.

She was looking for an ally, or "accomplice," to be more secure.

Xiao Rui hesitated for a moment, but just shook her head lightly, but the fists that hung down on her side and almost bleed, but it showed that she wanted to rush out directly more than anyone else, join forces with Jun Qian, and let the other party see how powerful they were.

Jun Qian didn't mean to show weakness at all, he was just observing. Nighthawk slashes and fights, with real and real with reality, but the pattern of its moves is not completely untraceable.

He spotted a gap and immediately turned sideways, waiting for Nighthawk to pass by with a flying kick, and slapped his left hand on the opponent's waist from the bottom up.

"Good! Brother Junqian is so good! Seeing that Jun Qian finally fought back after forbearance, Xiao Lori clapped her hands happily.

Jun Qian's counterattack was not finished, and when Nighthawk took up to dodge, he seized the opportunity and kicked out violently.

Nighthawk was caught off guard by this kick, and the whole person flew upside down, hitting the pillars with a loud bang, and the ground was full of smoke and dust. He was kicked by Jun Qian and fell heavily to the ground, and immediately the pain in his chest was unbearable, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't have imagined that Jun Qian, who had been passively beaten and could only barely defend before, this guy who seemed to be obviously inexperienced in combat, could seize the opportunity so accurately, find an empty door and kick him away.

Jun Qian's kick made him almost soften, but fortunately he didn't kick it directly, so although he seemed to be injured a lot, and his viscera was also shocked a lot, he didn't just fall to the ground like that and couldn't get up.

'Didn't this man test me before?' He also hides his strength? ’

Nighthawk clutched his chest, his face was pale, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, lifted the big knife that fell to the ground, and rushed towards Jun Qian again, his figure was ethereal, completely different from before.

After a few collisions, Jun Qian had almost figured out the other party's path, and also understood that Nighthawk was fast as he could, but he had already adapted, and the kind of thing that seemed to be on the verge of death could not appear again.

At the same time, he also found in Nighthawk that this person has a lot of actual combat experience, and his playing style is flexible and eclectic, but the broadsword is inevitably a little worse in flexibility, if he uses a nine-section whip, a three-section stick, etc., it may be more difficult for him to resist.

Nighthawk rose into the air again, the long knife in his hand was held very tightly this time, and the mysterious power around his body was drumming, and in an instant, the long knife slashed head-on.

Jun Qian hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, jumped up, and the ball in his hand immediately turned into a double-hooked flying sickle, and when the big knife fell, his arms were immediately crossed, and the long iron chain flew and wrapped around the knife body, and the big knife was immediately unable to move.

He was not idle at his feet, he flew up in the air, a reverse kick, two consecutive kicks hit Nighthawk's chest, the pull of the chain, the force of the two feet in the chest immediately kicked Nighthawk away.

However, Nighthawk is also a skilled hand in a hundred battles, and the long knife is only one of his hands, and the other hand has a wrist flip, and after quickly breaking free from the chain, one turns around, and then sweeps across.

Jun Qian immediately jumped up, tapped his hands, and the long knife slashed under his palm.

The two figures fought back and forth in the air for more than a dozen rounds, which was the longest time Jun Qian insisted on for the first time. However, the gap in learning ability cannot be made up by experience and external objects, so after dozens of rounds of fighting, Jun Qian is even better.

Although his cultivation is similar to that of Nighthawk, or even inferior to Nighthawk, the latter is too dependent on the fighting style he has cultivated thousands of times, and the spiritual weapon is not as changeable as Jun Qian's orb, and the means he can use are limited.

And Jun Qian is just because of the freshness of the means, the repeated strange moves, and the constant breaking of the stereotype, forcing the other party to think while fighting, and not following the feeling as before, the longer the competition, the more he can gain the upper hand.

The iron chain can't really bind the other party, so just have a hard encounter with the other party. Jun Qian's wrist flipped, and the ball in his hand immediately turned into a big knife, a big knife that was bigger than Nighthawk's.

'What! Nighthawk was taken aback.

Without waiting for him to think about why Jun Qian had so many spiritual weapons, and when to change them, he saw Jun Qian holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, turning in the air, exerting enough strength, and then jumping up, but saw that the big knife fell while it continued to rotate in the air.

Nighthawk immediately raised his knife to block, but this time the force was more than ten times that of him, and in an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and at the same time, his whole person fell from the air in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground, losing his ability to fight on the spot, and the surrounding area was immediately covered with dust.

Nighthawk tried to struggle to his feet, but the pain from his body prevented him from holding himself up.

After several attempts, Nighthawk finally gave up and lay on the ground, poof, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

It was also at this time that several black shadows flew out from the outermost part, and they quickly flashed to the side of the Nighthawk, picked up the Nighthawk, and prepared to evacuate.

Glancing at the visitor, Jun Qian smiled slightly: "You want to leave, at least say hello?" Is your young master still there, just leave it alone? Originally, he was planning for this group of people to run away and he didn't chase him, but this group of people obviously didn't want to talk to him, but he was interested in playing with them.

Just when Nighthawk was being helped by several people to retreat into the forest, Jun Qian instantly clenched the long knife in his hand, and suddenly swung a knife at the crowd.

But when a ray of light broke through the sky, those people were cut down to the ground on the spot, and they fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Like the wind, Yaichi ran to Nighthawk's side and hugged his brother at the moment when Nighthawk was about to fall.

"You dare to hurt my brother, I'll fight with you!" Suddenly, that night rushed over with the sword in his hand.

Jun Qian knew that the other party was bound to be entangled, so it was better to make a quick break, and the strength on his body instantly increased, and a spiritual power appeared in his hand in the dantian, and the light flickered. Without much consideration, he slashed towards the night.

Yeyi was actually not as good as Nighthawk, but when he saw that Nighthawk was seriously injured and did not escape, he was very angry in his heart, and rushed over like crazy, but Jun Qian did not show mercy to his subordinates, and in the blink of an eye, the light penetrated his body and killed him under his own knife.

(End of chapter)