When he first saw Xuezhai, he gave Zhu Luan unfathomable feeling, but Song Huaizhu, who had just broken through the realm at that time, was too strong, which largely hid Xuezhai's realm, so that Zhu Luan couldn't judge his depth at all.

But when he raised his hand, Zhu Luan found that his intuition was correct.

Ascending to the pole, the way of heaven is unknown.

Xue Zhai is not as defiant and sharp as Song Huaizhu, his whole person is peaceful and stable, which is directly reflected in his martial arts.

He hasn't reached the realm of the unknown, so he can't be called a grandmaster.

But the surging of his true yuan and the width of his muscles and veins were likely to be several times that of others in the same realm.

The foundation is extremely solid, and it is as indestructible as a stone.

With the fierce collision sound like thunder, the air was compressed, released, and expanded, and the aftermath of the impact spread outward in circles, and Xue Zhai took Duan Lizheng's extremely fast sword.

With a stone held in the palm of his hand.

The sound of shattering just now made Zhu Luan almost think that the Naked Sword was broken. When I looked closely, I realized that it was just a stone that I had picked up from nowhere.

The stone shattered, but Yukisai himself was unharmed.

At the same time as the sword and stone collided, the true qi of the two also collided with each other, and the air became extremely oppressive for a while, making people feel suffocated.

Xue Zhai didn't retreat a single step, while Duan Lizheng took a few steps back.

For some reason, Monk Xuezhai's expression looked even more surprised. His gaze fell on the sword in Duan Lizheng's hand, "This is ...... This sword is ......," he muttered.

"This is the Naked Sword," Duan Lizheng replied solemnly as he regained his grip on the hilt of the sword.

"Really?" Monk Xuezhai nodded, "No wonder, the blow just now, if it is a mortal sword, it will be broken." ”

Duan Lizheng readjusted the angle of his sword, and at the same time, his other hand behind his back made a gesture.

Zhu Luan also saw Duan Lizheng's gesture, and she understood that he wanted others to sneak out while he was fighting against Xuezhai.

She understood that when she reached Duan Lizheng's realm, she could clearly feel the difference between the realms, and he made such a gesture, it seemed that he had already judged that he was not the opponent of this monk, and he could only delay time but could not defeat him.

Duan Lizheng once again shot his sword at Xue Zhai.

Swordsmanship is the easiest introductory swordplay, but it can be unleashed.

This time, there were no stones, and Xue Zhai didn't use any weapons, just used both hands to fight Duan Lizheng, who was holding the sword.

Duan Lizheng's sword speed increased again compared to before, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in infinite sword light, since he hedged for the second time, he gave up other hedging methods, just focusing on a little bit to continuously improve the speed.

This is how the duel between the weaker warriors and the stronger warriors is dueled.

The true qi of the two of them wandered here, and the red lacquer gate was blown loudly.

Under this too dense pressure, Zhu Luan only felt suffocated and nauseous in his chest, which was very uncomfortable.

The figures of the two were already so fast that ordinary people were about to see clearly, recalling Duan Lizheng's gesture before, everyone began to try to move towards the back door, preparing to try to leave when Monk Xuezhai was tied up by Duan Lizheng.

However, when Zhu Luan reluctantly moved a distance to the side and tried to leave the door again, it was like an invisible wall in mid-air, and he couldn't move forward at all.

Don't......

There was a sudden bang, and the two people who were originally intertwined separated, Duan Lizheng held his sword and panted slightly, while Xue Zhai still stood quietly in his original position.

Duan Lizheng only felt that his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The winner is decided.

He wasn't the monk's opponent, at least not yet.

Yukisai stood in place, glancing at the others who were more or less trying to move towards the back door, with a look of surprise on their faces.

"As I said, donors can't leave here today." Xue Zhai had a helpless expression on his face, "Even if I don't kill anyone, I still have a way to keep you." ”

"You don't kill people, but you trap us here waiting for someone else to kill." Zhu Luan took two steps forward, approached Xue Zhai, and looked up slightly into his eyes, "If you don't kill Boren Boren will die because of you, won't your Buddha heart be uneasy in the future?" She asked.

Xue Zhai nodded and said, "Just because a monk doesn't kill doesn't mean that a monk doesn't dare to face death." His voice suddenly became serious, "The monk is only responsible for stopping you here, and there is nothing else to do." ”

At this moment, the heavy footsteps of the soldiers and the howling of vicious dogs faintly appeared in the rear, which became louder and louder.

A large number of people who were in the front yard attacked the backyard.

Everyone present couldn't help but get anxious.

Although the monk in front of him doesn't kill people, if he doesn't let him go, he can only fight hard with the team behind him.

Thinking of the rain of arrows and fireballs before, Zhu Luan still had palpitations.

Under such a rain of arrows, it was almost impossible for everyone present to retreat.

Princess Jinyang's eyes also showed anxiety.

"I'll try again." Duan Lizheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth on the side, re-grasped the Naked Sword, and was about to move forward again, walking towards the monk who looked like a piece of beautiful jade, but stood firmly in front of the threshold as if he was rooted in the ground.

Then, as soon as he took a step, he was suddenly grabbed by the crook of his arm.

The strength to hold on is small, but the will contained in it is resolute.

Duan Lizheng turned around.

This time, Zhu Luan grabbed him.

"You don't have much chance of winning by directly hedging." The girl's tone was firm, although she said things that were very hurtful to the martial artist, Duan Lizheng did not feel embarrassed.

Because he knew she was telling the truth.

"So?" Duan Lizheng asked.

"It is necessary to minimize the direct hedge of his true qi, and I hope you can make a hole in his true qi." Zhu Luan said.

"What are you going to do?" Duan Lizheng frowned.

"I'm going to fill this gap and see if I can hurt him while he's unprepared." Zhu Luan smiled.

It's impossible.

Duan Lizheng looked at Zhu Luan in astonishment.

The voices of soldiers and vicious dogs in the rear were getting closer.

Duan Lizheng glanced at Princess Jinyang, and found that the princess actually nodded, he clenched the naked sword in his hand, glanced at the girl who was as calm as water beside him, and nodded at Zhu Luan.

Zhu Luan stood on tiptoe and patted Duan Lizheng's shoulder.

No matter how familiar you are, you shouldn't pat a man's shoulder.

But Duan Lizheng had already focused all his attention on the sword and didn't notice her movement.

Duan Haochu frowned on the side.

Xue Zhai stood in the middle of the road, looking at the young man who walked up with blood on the corner of his mouth.

He was about to say something, but the boy's body immediately moved.

The sword qi tore through the night sky, and there was a faint flash of fire in the middle.

"Thirteen Swords of Heavenly Strategy!"

Xue Zhai recognized this sword technique and exclaimed in surprise.

Duan Lizheng's true yuan was exhausted, and his sword aura was vertical and horizontal, as if it was burning under the night sky.

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