In cold weapon combat, weapon weight is important.

Therefore, the proverb of martial arts says: one inch is long, one inch is strong; One inch is short, one inch is dangerous; One point heavy, one point hard; One point light, one point soft.

Ding Jun holds the knife like this, which is equivalent to instilling one-arm power into the knife, which can instantly exert force without worrying about the knife breaking.

"One." He shouted the last word, and the three women also rushed forward, their faces hideous, like madness.

Ding Jun calmly unleashed his knife, and the three enemies stumbled and fell to the ground with blood rushing from their throats at the same time.

At the same time, he took Xue Wan's hand and threw himself forward, rushing into the turbulence.

Ding Jun originally thought that there would be a special suction force in the river, so the snow would be sucked in and cross the water body at night. But when he waded through the water and landed on the rock he had been aiming at, he realized that the river was no different from the water in other places, only colder and more turbulent.

"Xiaoding, don't waste time." Shi Miaoshou raised his hand on the shore, and everyone's guns were pointed at them.

Xue Wan turned around, opened her arms, and protected Ding Jun.

Ding Jun stared down at the river, anxious.

"You are an outsider, they won't harm you, leave me alone, take care of yourself." Xue Wan whispered.

At a critical juncture, it is easiest to see a person's true temperament. Xue Wan said this, which was completely true. When a girl truly loves a man, she will completely put aside her fears and turn herself into a shield, which in turn shields the man from all dangers, putting her personal life and death out of the way.

"Let's go together, it's because they want to harm you that I can't leave you alone." A large wave rushed over and hit the big stone under their feet, making a loud sound, stirring up thousands of tiny white splashes, splashing Ding Jun's head and face. His words also came from the heart of sincerity. No matter when and where, as long as there is still a breath, you can't watch your beloved woman be humiliated.

"You go, with this sentence, it's enough." Xue Wan replied in a trembling voice.

"No way!" Ding Jun raised his eyes and looked forward, and the strange whirlpool rushed from far and near, as if to devour the stones they had sheltered in a hurry.

"There has never been a single ...... I miss me so much, but unfortunately this is the last moment of my life, and I can't let the joy of this moment become eternal. If there is an afterlife, I will implore Heaven to reunite us" Xue Wan shook her arms, her long hair was raised, and she rushed out to meet the four white-haired old women who flew over from the shore.

The four old women are all goosebumps, at least seventy years old, but they are no less vigorous and agile than twenty-year-old girls. The five people hovered in the air, fighting each other three times like five flying birds, and the physical contact between them was as fast as thunder and lightning. With one enemy and four enemies, the snow fell downwind at night, and the body fell rapidly, and the feet sank into the water. Suddenly, the waves under her feet spiraled and rushed upward, and within the splash, there was a thin blade of iron blue.

The four old women were stabbed in the face, chest and other vital parts, screamed and fell into the water, disappeared in an instant, and were swept west by the torrent.

"Listen up and down the tribe of the city, this is the internal affairs of the clan, and neither outsiders should interfere nor affect outsiders. The High Priest has suffered a heavy blow, and if you give up and retreat, I can declare on behalf of the High Priest that those who oppose the water will never be held accountable, and that the calamity will cease. Everyone returned to their headquarters and waited quietly. The irregularities in the rules of the women's city for hundreds of years will definitely change, but we cannot kill each other and destroy the centuries-old foundation of the women's city. Everyone give me a little time, let me rectify the endgame, carry forward the women's city, let everyone live and work in peace and contentment, and live a good life......" Xuewan is based in the water, his tone is sonorous, and his words are strict, and he is definitely the style of a big man who commands the clan.

Previously, the high priest was optimistic about her and entrusted her with a heavy responsibility, with the intention of appointing her to succeed to the throne in the future and become the latest generation leader of the Women's City.

There was a commotion in the crowd on the shore, some of them retreating in fear, but many more strode forward, raising their arms and shouting: "Kill her, kill her, kill her......"

Shi Miao raised his hands and let out a long roar, suppressing all the noise.

"Whoever can capture them alive will be the new generation of rulers of the Women's City, and whoever will be the lord of the eight thousand miles of Himalayas!" His words were so demagogic that they were like a bucket of gasoline poured on the fire of the anti-water.

This time, at least three teams of people rushed to the river at the same time, two teams dealt with Xue Wan, and one team killed Ding Jun.

At that moment, Ding Jun suddenly saw the world in the whirlpool. The vortex appears as a funnel-shaped cone that flies in a reverse direction, with an opening seven meters in diameter and a cone about five meters from the cone to the tip of the cone. It is conceivable that once a person is swept up and spins in less than one circle, he will reach the tip of the cone and sink to the bottom of the unknown world.

Ding Jun saw that the tip of the cone was not completely closed, but there was a hole with a diameter of half a meter in the center. It was from that hollow that he discovered another vast stone statue of the world's giants, huge slopes, deep valleys out of reach, blue-gray forests, and glittering silver lakes...... There was even a giant warship, anchored on top of the forest.

"What's that? Is that the other world that Xue Wan said? Is it the illusion of a mirage produced by the whirlpool changing the light, or is it a petrified valley that really exists" He thought about these questions like a marquee in his mind, strolling leisurely with one hand, writing horizontally and vertically with ink and cursive, folding hooks, skimming, and pointing, and using the tactical knife as a lake pen dipped in thick ink, the left stroke is a chain of three points of water, the right stroke is next to the snake walking, the upper stroke is a silkworm head swallowtail horizontal, and the next stroke is a horizontal bend hook.

After the writing was finished, the seven female city killers who had besieged it also fell on their backs in the water and went down the river.

"What a picture of Wang Youjun's first book in the world, "Orchid Pavilion Preface"!" Shi Miao's hand raised to the sky and roared.

Ding Jun ignored the praise of others, and his eyes never left the center of the whirlpool. The vortex seemed to carry endless magic, presenting him with a kaleidoscopic and colorful world. In a trance, Ding Jun moved two steps forward, volleyed half a foot in the air, and almost fell down.

"Ding Jun, I'm really not mistaken, you are a one-in-a-million genius x, let's join forces to create a good situation in the future and reshape the eternal immortal foundation" Shi Miaoshou summoned again.

"Go there, go there, go there!" A strange voice sounded in Ding Jun's ears repeatedly, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own heart or the magic sound emitted by the whirlpool itself.

The battle groups around Xue Wan were scattered, and Xue Wan continued to flip and fight on the undulating river, her clothes fluttering, and her posture graceful, as if it was not an extraordinary means taken by those who had lost power in order to escape, but a stunning work that the skilled dancer had had an epiphany after a thousand tempers.

"Good, good, great!" Shi Miao's hand clapped his hands in admiration.

The infighting in the women's city and the siege of the killers have become a good drama in his eyes.

Xue Wan returned to Ding Jun's side, and the thirteen besieging people also poured into the water, blood smeared, and half of the river turned crimson.

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