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When he fought with "Mr. Sai", he was still in the stage of ignorance, only thinking about how to survive, without a trace of hesitation and fear in his heart; Although the battle with Feng Zheng was fierce, the other party was a trialist of the same level, and the strength of the two sides was always between the two sides, plus there was a sneak attack Guo Mengtao hiding in the crack of the wall, and the result was also thrilling...... When it comes to Mao Yulan, luck and some small means have no effect, and if you want to win, you can only rely on real strength!

The knife flashed and was sharp, the coffee table in the reception room had already been split into several pieces, and there were several staggered scratches on the sofa.

Shi Qinghuai did not retreat because of Mao Yulan's words of persuasion, and the sharp blade in his hand never left the opponent's side. He is such a stubborn person, once he decides on something, he can't look back with nine oxen to pull it back. In Lao Shen's words, this kid's personality is a typical "think before acting": in the stage of "thinking", this kid may sway from side to side, but in the stage of "doing", he will never be a little confused!

"If you lose this fight, you have to accompany my sister and me to pay for furniture." Sister Mao manipulated the air to fight at the same time, and at the same time, she also paid attention to her scrapped sofa and coffee table, and saw that the well-matched leather sofa was poked into tatters by the knife light, and she was also a little distressed when she had a rich family.

The shadow of the knife landed in front of the delicate face, and there was a moment of condensation and pause, taking advantage of this gap, Mao Yulan retreated, perfectly brushing against the thin wing-like blade.

"It's this ...... again" Shi Qinghuai's face became more and more solemn, he had noticed it when the knife was imprisoned in mid-air before, and now he had a conclusion in his heart after repeated tests.

Mao Yulan condensed the air around his body, forming a dense area of air pressure around his body, and the dense gas formed a huge resistance to the solid, and it was like a cow entering a quagmire. Not to mention hurting the other party, it's good to be able to pull the blade back up.

This trick is equivalent to invisibly wearing a set of thick soft armor for yourself, but this soft armor is only air, and it has no weight itself, which will not affect the speed of the owner's action. In comparison, those heavy metal armors in ancient times were simply weak!

"Wind Talk" can still be used like this!

Shi Qinghuai was an eye-opener today, but he didn't have time to appreciate the opponent's tricks in the battle, and he had to quickly find a way to break the barrier formed by the air pressure in front of him, otherwise this battle would be one-sided!

At the critical moment, the alchemy array on the back of Shi Qinghuai's gloves shone with white brilliance, and the blade in his hand changed accordingly. The blade, which was as thin as a chip, began to shrink violently, rapidly transforming into a diamond-shaped spire, and the original hilt lengthened infinitely, until he grasped the steel handle that was still a foot long in both hands, and the alchemy cast was over.

What used to be an arm-long thin knife has now been transformed into a five-foot-long steel war spear!

"Kill!"

Shi Qinghuai brandished a war spear, like a general on the ancient battlefield, calling the human spear in the array, and the spearhead went straight to the opponent's face.

The dense wind barrier was difficult to stop the sharp pressure from a point, and the tip of the spear broke through the quagmire-like area, almost stabbing Mao Yulan's eyebrows. At this moment, Mao Yulan raised his right hand slightly, and the "palm thunder" that he had shown to Shi Qinghuai was already ready to go, and it hit the straight spear shaft without hurrying.

Hearing only a "boom", the steel spear body was bent by a huge force, and the tip of the spear also turned upward, only bringing up the hair in front of the blue forehead.

Looking at the broken hair floating in the air, Mao Yulan's face changed slightly, she was actually touched by her opponent in her hair?

Shi Qinghuai was just about to stab the spear in his hand again, when he felt a chill in his chest, he subconsciously blocked the spear shaft in front of him, and then a piercing sound of gold and iron crossed the eardrum, and the sound was so sharp that it almost stunned his whole person!

Shi Qinghuai, who was palpitating, looked at the tempered spear body and found that there was actually a pale white crack left on the spear shaft between his hands! Obviously, if it weren't for his strong sixth sense just now, and he made a defensive posture in time, this attack that could cut through the steel would probably fall on him!

"If you dare to touch the old lady's hair, you will die!"

Mao Yulan, whose hair was picked off, burst into foul language in front of Shi Qinghuai for the first time, her eyes indifferently stretched out her thumb and middle finger, and she continued to flick into the air, her movements were so elegant that she seemed to be playing a silent pipa in the air.

From this moment on, she had no intention of staying.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh...... Several consecutive sounds of breaking the air lingered in his ears, and Shi Qinghuai, who was very energetic, quickly jumped into the air according to his instinct, stretched out his arms and limbs, and performed a flip in the air and landed in a dashing manner. On the snow-white wall behind him, four scratches with a depth of at least three inches were distributed in a square and four corners, forming a hideous and terrifying figure.

Looking at the length of this scratch, if Shi Qinghuai hadn't used the previous backflip in time, I'm afraid that he would have become a human stick with missing arms and legs now!

"What kind of attack is this, I can't see it with the naked eye......" Shi Qinghuai, who was clenching the spear body, was secretly frightened.

Seeing that Shi Qinghuai escaped, Mao Yulan snorted, and a doubt rose in his heart. Her "Wind Blade" has a huge lethality and is very hidden, even if an ordinary trialist of the rank of apprentice collides with this move here, I am afraid that he will have to hang some color on his body. Shi Qinghuai, a newcomer in the middle of the door step, how could he dodge the four wind blades she released with all her strength at the door level level?

"I want to see how well you can dodge......" Mao Yulan, who didn't believe in evil, flicked his fingers repeatedly, this time it was not a simple four wind blades, but a full twelve sharp wind knives! The successive sound of breaking the air makes people completely unable to distinguish the direction, just listening to the hissing sound of the air makes people's eardrums hurt, the so-called wind knife frost sword is nothing more than this!

As soon as this trick comes out, there is no room to stop. Mao Yulan subconsciously stared at Shi Qinghuai's figure, once the young man in front of her softly spit out the word "admit defeat", she would eliminate these twelve murderous blades. Of course, if in the end, the opponent is still obsessed and refuses to give up, then he can only blame himself for overestimating himself.

She is not a good queen, and there are countless trialists who have died at her hands, so what's the harm in adding another life?

With awe-inspiring killing intent, the twelve wind blades arrived at Shi Qinghuai's body almost at the same time, blocking his retreat from almost every corner of the upper and lower sides, leaving him in a certain death situation.

At this moment, Shi Qinghuai, who couldn't see the wind blade, felt a huge pressure. He only felt a faint tingling sensation all over his body, and his hands could barely hold the weapon. Before the wind blade was added, the targeted body part already had the painful experience of being divided, and his extraordinary sixth sense made him almost predict the fate of being divided!

Will die!

No kidding, it's really going to die!

There had never been a moment when death had come so clearly, and the "Gate of Truth" had brought him extraordinary perception, allowing him to vaguely see the terrifying black-clad Grim Reaper in the air holding a scythe!

What kind of face is under the mask of death?

Skulls? White-haired old man? Or is it an evil youth?

At the moment of life and death, Shi Qinghuai's cranky head had the upper hand again, and he actually had the heart to care about the face of death!

In the next moment, the Grim Reaper suddenly disappeared, and a huge white door appeared in the endless starry sky, and a terrifying eye in the crack of the door was looking at him indifferently.

With a bang, Shi Qinghuai's brain exploded, and his body seemed to be stuffed with something special, and it seemed to be empty from beginning to end.