"Come on!"

The corners of Yang Wenhao's mouth raised slightly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Shan Chunqiu.

Four fairy swords, countless weapons surround it.

If this place is a place, then in a word, Jedi.

And this Jedi was created with Yang Wenhao.

In this sword array, Yang Wenhao was not afraid at all.

"Seventy-two Fists of the Earth!"

The fist in his hand is full of meaning.

Although Yang Wenhao majored in swordsmanship, his other strengths were not bad.

There is a system, and it is difficult to think about it.

Shan Chunqiu also has no weapons, relying on his own strength.

To be honest, unless you are absolutely strong, you can only be weak.

"Boom!"

The two fists were fist-fighting, and a powerful aura burst out.

On the Shushan Square, the people of Shushan and the people of the Seven Killings were watching this battle.

In the air, the sound of breaking the air and the sound of bombardment were constantly heard.

Shan Chunqiu used his strong internal strength to maintain the advantage of fighting Yang Wenhao.

I have to say that in terms of hand-to-hand combat, Yang Wenhao is inferior to Shan Chunqiu.

Anyway, Shan Chunqiu is also the strongest general under the Seven Killing Sect Saint Monarch Killing Qianmo.

Moreover, the actual person in control of the power of the Seven Killing Sect at present is Shan Chunqiu.

To be able to maintain such a huge strength of the Seven Killing Sect, Shan Chunqiu is not simple.

Therefore, Shan Chunqiu's strength should not be underestimated.

"Yang Wenhao, I think you're looking for death!"

Shan Chunqiu's hands can be said to be fatal, and he doesn't give Yang Wenhao any respite at all.

But what he didn't expect was Yang Wenhao's next move.

"Really?"

The corners of Yang Wenhao's mouth raised slightly, and he directly came to a fighting style of fighting each other.

Shan Chunqiu's eyes widened, he didn't expect that Yang Wenhao would come this time.

Yang Wenhao is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that he is not afraid of death.

It was at that moment that Shan Chunqiu hesitated.

"Boom!"

Yang Wenhao's punch hit Shan Chunqiu directly in the chest.

Although Shan Chunqiu had been unloaded with a lot of force before this, he still had a strong impact.

"Poof......

Shan Chunqiu stepped back a few meters away and spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, Yang Wenhao was not very comfortable, although Shan Chunqiu hesitated, but the attack was still there.

Yang Wenhao also snorted and took a few steps back, but compared to Shan Chunqiu, Yang Wenhao's injury was a little lighter, but it was not very comfortable.

"Boy, you're looking for death like this!"

This kind of life-for-life style of play made Shan Chunqiu very angry.

Yang Wenhao smiled, looking at the terrifying scene in his chest that was sunken in, he just snorted.

The next moment, the wounds all over his body returned to their original state.

Shan Chunqiu didn't pay attention to Yang Wenhao's strange appearance, he was already carried away by anger at this time.

Before, Yang Wenhao used the Zhuxian Sword to suppress him, he was seriously injured, and now he doesn't use a sword, he doesn't have any weapons, Shan Chunqiu wants to see how Yang Wenhao can beat him.

"Die!"

Shan Chunqiu's face was hideous, and the killing intent in his eyes was extremely terrifying.

"Come on! I'm afraid of you! ”

Yang Wenhao rushed directly to Shan Chunqiu.

Shan Chunqiu was also fearless at this time, and he directly wanted to fight Yang Wenhao.

But fighting for his life, Yang Wenhao has never been afraid, since he obtained the word secret, Yang Wenhao has not been afraid of the tactics of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Looking at the battle in the air, the flowers and bones on this side of Shushan were full of worry.

"What should I do, if I really want to go on like this, wouldn't Brother Yang ......."

Dongfang Yuqing on the side was also watching Yang Wenhao, and after Hua Qiangu showed a worried look, Dongfang Yuqing explained: "Xiao Gu, I think you have misunderstood, although it seems that the two are exchanging injuries for injuries, and Yang Wenhao seems to be on the weaker side, but have you noticed that compared to the physical condition, Shan Chunqiu is the heaviest side." ”

Hearing this, Hua Qiangu looked at it, although Yang Wenhao's every attack was an injury for an injury with Shan Chunqiu, there was a problem, that is, Yang Wenhao couldn't see any wounds all over his body.

Could it be that they are all internal injuries?

But it shouldn't be, the strong fight, are they all internal injuries, and there are no external injuries at all.

And after every battle, Yang Wenhao is always the fastest to recover, on the contrary, it seems that the strong Shan Chunqiu side has gradually become a little overwhelmed.

Hua Qiangu is just an ordinary person, just an ordinary person who knows swordsmanship, and he doesn't understand anything else.

The way in which battles are evaluated is nothing more than the way ordinary people are evaluated.

It will not be as thorough as Dongfang Yuqing's observation at all.

In the air, Shan Chunqiu is no longer good.

was directly shocked by Yang Wenhao with a punch and retreated hundreds of meters.

It can be seen from this punch that Shan Chunqiu is no longer good.

Shan Chunqiu, who retreated hundreds of meters, covered his chest, and there was no injury on his body, and his mouth was full of blood.

He really couldn't understand why it was obviously an injury for an injury, but Yang Wenhao didn't look anything unusual, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

"Shan Chunqiu, it seems that your strength is not at home." Yang Wenhao looked at Shan Chunqiu playfully.

"Boy, don't be rampant!"

Shan Chunqiu couldn't understand why he was obviously stronger than Yang Wenhao, but he couldn't beat Yang Wenhao.

At this time, Yang Wenhao was like a nobody.

The weapons around him, as well as the four immortal swords, gave Shan Chunqiu endless pressure.

"It's over Shan Chunqiu."

Yang Wenhao's face was indifferent.

The weapons that had been around for a long time began to agitate.

Each weapon is like an arrow drawn with a bow, ready to shoot at any moment.

There are also the four fairy swords, standing in all directions, forming a looming cage, besieging the entire battlefield.

Shan Chunqiu is bound to die, and it is impossible to escape.

Shan Chunqiu clutched his chest, looking at Yang Wenhao with unwilling eyes in his eyes.

Why!

Why!

The lifelong enemy Yang Wenhao!

That moment was the moment when Yang Wenhao gave the order.

All the flying swords in the sky shot at Shan Chunqiu.

On the ground, those people from the Seven Killing Sect were dumbfounded.

Use their weapons to kill their leader.

This is the strength of the soldier's secret, using the enemy's weapon to kill the enemy.

But just as the flying sword was about to get close to Shan Chunqiu's fragile flesh and blood, a powerful force swept over.

The flying swords in the sky were all turned into ashes in an instant.

Yang Wenhao's eyes widened, not only the flying sword in the sky, but also his immortal sword array was also broken!

When he saw that figure, Yang Wenhao understood who was coming.

Kill Qianmo, the Holy Monarch of the Seven Killing Sect.

He should have understood that he couldn't kill Shan Chunqiu.

The Seven Killing Sect attacked Shushan, and it was impossible for the Killing Sect as the Holy Monarch not to know about it.

The reason why he didn't appear before may be just to watch the play, or maybe he appeared at the last minute.

"Seven Killing Saint Monarchs, Killing Qianmo, it's really time for you to come!"

(End of chapter)

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