Seeing Ren Qingxuan suddenly fall from mid-air, a flash of flame appeared in Xia Weiming's eyes.

The thousand machine changes with the flame in his hand slammed upward, and it was full of a half moon, and the sword edge of Ren Qingxuan's fall was ruthless. Collided together!

"Boom!"

Where the two weapons collided, a powerful impact erupted in an instant.

The surrounding walls exploded one after another, and the floor tiles under the feet of the two people were also swept up like a big wave.

Xia Weiming's feet sank deep into the ground.

And Ren Qingxuan's body flew out directly upside down, flipped a few times in mid-air, and then landed on the ground.

"Huh?"

Xia Weiming looked at the surrounding picture scrolls, faintly showing signs of being torn apart by the air current, and his face changed slightly.

In the flickering of the figure, he had already grasped the scroll. As soon as his right hand was retracted, the scroll instantly rolled up again and fell into Xia Weiming's hands.

"Ding!"

However, Ren Qingxuan did not pay attention to Xia Weiming's kindness. With a flick of his left hand on the strings, the blade of the sword swept out.

A sword aura mixed with the sound of the piano swept towards Xia Weiming!

"Gan!"

Seeing that Ren Qingxuan actually took advantage of the time when he helped her rescue the scroll, a trace of anger rose in Xia Weiming's heart.

Why is this woman so ignorant?

Xia Weiming held the thousand machine changes with his backhand and blocked it horizontally in front of him.

With a sonorous sound, Xia Weiming shook his hand holding Qianjichang, and a little blood burst out.

At the same time, the sound of the piano came into his mind, making Xia Weiming's consciousness appear in a little trance!

"Oops!"

Xia Weiming's face changed fiercely, but he was in a hurry and threw the scroll in his hand to Ren Qingxuan. The latter's offensive suddenly stagnated, the sword path changed, and he subconsciously caught the flying picture scroll.

"Hey! I'm kind enough to help you put the scroll away, why are you still sneaking up? ”

Xia Weiming's face was full of anger.

Yaksha on the side spoke: "You almost burned Qing Xuan's picture scroll before, which is a despicable act. She is just giving back to the other in her own way. ”

"Qingxuan, what do you say?"

As he spoke, Yaksha set his eyes on Ren Qingxuan's body again.

However, Ren Qingxuan didn't explain too much, but responded lightly: "The order I received was to kill him, as long as the task can be completed, the process is not important......"

“……”

The Yaksha on the side was speechless, but she seemed to be used to Ren Qingxuan's character, so she didn't say anything more.

But she glanced at Xia Weiming deeply, if she didn't guess wrong, this guy should be the masked man who is now in the limelight on the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, he was young, and in terms of strength, he could be comparable to Ren Qingxuan.

And that weird weapon.

It is conceivable what a terrifying existence is cultivating him behind the scenes.

However, if she knew that Xia Weiming was not behind a big man, but that the author would have eaten instant noodles to recharge Xia Weiming even if for some reason, he couldn't leave the house since the Spring Festival, and he was so poor that he couldn't afford to pay Huabei, and she still had to eat instant noodles to recharge Xia Weiming's money.

At this moment, Ren Qingxuan stuck his sword on the ground and shouted: "You Long Soaring Soaring!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw Ren Qingxuan's left hand on the blade of the sword.

With an earth-shattering dragon roar, a purple flying dragon flew out from Ren Qingxuan's back.

hovered in the air for half a circle and rushed towards Xia Weiming!

"Tsk! Gotta show some strength! ”

Xia Weiming couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, and the flames that had originally changed into thousands of machines instantly had another layer of thunder and lightning attached.

"Electric sword!"

"Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Palms!"

Xia Weiming's left palm also brought up a thunderbolt, and slapped it fiercely at the end of the thousand machine changes, and the sword joint move of the palm sword stabbed the sword blade with the two elements of fire and thunder on the flying dragon!

"Boom!"

Extreme collision, both sides retreated.

Xia Weiming's feet made deep marks on the ground.

Ren Qingxuan also withdrew far away, and fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his delicate little face.

At the same time, he manipulates the scroll and strings, and also uses sword moves.

Ren Qingxuan's physical strength has begun to run out.

But she gritted her teeth and stuck her sword into the ground.

Under Xia Weiming's feet, a chessboard formed by sword qi appeared!

"It's not ......!"

Xia Weiming's face changed, and he recalled a detail.

In the past, every time Ren Qingxuan made a move with him, he would channel his sword qi into the ground.

I'm afraid that this time she will stimulate all the sword qi that is lying in ambush underground!

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting...... It's really comprehensive! ”

A wry smile appeared on Xia Weiming's face, and as soon as his thoughts came to this, he was shocked to realize that countless sword qi shot out from under his feet, enveloping him!

"Tempest Thunder Sword!"

Xia Weiming flicked his right hand, and a thousand machines changed around his body, spinning wildly.

An electric arc enveloped Xia Weiming layer by layer.

The surrounding sword qi was all bounced off by Xia Weiming's arc!

However, the sword qi seemed to have no end. One wave has not stopped, and one wave has risen.

Xia Weiming gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand resisted one after another. He knows. This was already Ren Qingxuan's last wave of attacks.

If he can resist this round, then Ren Qingxuan will not have the strength to fight again. Victory must be your own!

Thinking of this, Xia Weiming's heart suddenly ignited a trace of fighting spirit.

"Dao Word Formula!"

Xia Weiming's figure turned, and the blade of the sword slashed around the ground around him.

A Tai Chi pattern with a flame has appeared at his feet.

The sword qi that originally emerged from the ground was endless, and when it came to the Tai Chi under his feet, he was shocked back one after another.

At the same time, Xia Weiming held the Thousand Machines with both hands, and only felt that the power of Chiyan in his body was boiling again.

The next moment, Xia Weiming's eyes burned with raging flames. The flames beneath his feet became even more blazing!

"My Red Flame Power has actually become stronger again!"

Xia Weiming's face showed a look of ecstasy, originally he was not sure of defeating Ren Qingxuan, but this time it was different!

"Since there are endless streams, then use the most direct force to break your sword move!"

Xia Weiming's thousands of machines changed to the sky, and above the blade of the sword, purple light burst out, turning into six purple fireballs around Xia Weiming's body!

"Great drought and rockflow!"

Xia Weiming let out a loud shout and jumped high.

Six balls of fire, in the sky above him, formed a purple taiji.

As Xia Weiming's thousand machines changed and fell fiercely, he instantly turned into countless sword qi and poured into the ground, following the sword qi buried by Ren Qingxuan. Collided together!

"Boom!"

It was as if the entire Absolute Sword Gate vibrated violently.

But it was only a vibration.

Because Ren Qingxuan's sword qi had been completely dissolved as early as when he came into contact with Xia Weiming's blazing purple flame!