The huge sword qi was directly raging, even though Wen Qingye's spirit snake had already turned into a dragon, but Wen Qingye didn't do it with all his strength after all, his body was restrained, and the sword qi ruthlessly tore apart, cutting the dragon in two.

Wen Qingye swung his sword, and a light sword qi directly dispersed the remaining sword qi.

At this time, Luo Zuo keenly felt the gap in Wen Qingye, and the knife in his hand shook, and the cold came.

"Fierce Knife Slash!"

Luo Zuo's entire body jumped up directly, the knife in his hand carried a wave of fire that soared into the sky, the air around the blade was blurred by the scorching, and the fiery red blade slashed directly towards Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye hurriedly put away his sword at this time, and held the sword in his backhand to block.

"Tom!"

The scorching waves of qi pressed heavily on Wen Qingye's body, this was not the most painful, the most painful thing was that the knife hit the sword, Wen Qingye Ben originally held the sword with one hand, and the center of gravity was unstable, the cultivation was lower than Luo Zuo, the sword blade was heavily pressed into Wen Qingye's arm, the sword blade directly penetrated into the flesh of the Dao, and the blood gradually dripped to the ground.

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand should be an arm at this time, because the sword was already embedded in his arm, and he pushed forward violently.

Luo staggered a few steps, and finally took four or five steps back.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

The blood on Wen Qingye's right arm continued to remain, dripping on the land, staining the land red.

Luo Zuo, Luo You looked at Wen Qingye's arm wound, and couldn't help but secretly gasp, even as bandits, they all trembled in their hearts when they saw this wound, this kid is so bloody, this kind of wound doesn't even frown.

Wen Qingye's face sank slightly, he knew that if he didn't settle the battle quickly, then even if he bled out, he would be killed by bleeding.

"I can only fight," Wen Qingye gritted his teeth and said secretly.

Wen Qingye knows that when people are under pressure, they often burst out with shocking potential, and now he is facing a difficult situation, he can only rise to the challenge and release his potential.

Suddenly, the vitality of Wen Qingye's whole body surged violently, like a dam that had opened a floodgate, and a large amount of vitality flowed into his limbs, and then began to impact Wen Qingye's barrier.

Luo Zuo watched Wen Qingye's momentum continue to rise, frowned and said, "What is this kid doing?"

Luo You's face changed suddenly, and he raised his knife and said: "Stop this kid, he is breaking through, he is going to break through in battle"

"What?" Luo Zuo was shocked.

Breaking through in battle is either crazy, or he is completely sure, obviously looking at Wen Qingye's reaction, he knows that he is a madman, and he intends to make a last-ditch attempt.

"Crazy knife three slashes!"

Luo stepped forward with his left footsteps, and the knife in his hand directly slashed down, and the three gray knife qi directly blocked Wen Qingye's surroundings without mercy.

"The breeze is chasing the moon!"

Wen Qingye's body moved, turned into a light wind, and disappeared in front of Luo Zuo in an instant, avoiding Luo Zuo's sword qi, and the sword in his hand rushed directly towards Luo You like a cold moonlight.

Luo You didn't expect Wen Qingye to dare to take the initiative to attack, as soon as he bit his teeth, the red light of the knife in his hand burst out again, the blood-colored light filled the blade, and the cold blood exuded a chill, making Wen Qingye feel cold.

"Boom!"

The swords collided violently in the air, making a sound of gold and iron.

Wen Qingye felt that his whole body was hot, a little close, and the last point, thinking of this, Wen Qingye took out a Purple Cloud Pill, and then took it directly, and suddenly the surrounding vitality rolled in, replenishing the vitality consumed by Wen Qingye.

Luo Zuo naturally wouldn't let Wen Qingye break through easily, the knife in his hand was close to the air, and then slashed at Wen Qingye's neck, Wen Qingye's body was crooked, holding the little spruce, fast and light, and it seemed that he had dodged this knife to the limit.

Rumble!

Wen Qingye's body suddenly became hot, and the barrier was directly broken through by the rolling vitality, Wen Qingye suddenly felt that his ears and eyes were clear, and the surroundings were several times clearer, and the vitality appeared violently in Wen Qingye's limbs.

Breakthrough!

Wen Qingye's eyes flashed, and the sword in his hand moved quickly.

"Silver Moon is Immortal!"

"Oh no, this kid has broken through," Luo You shouted in horror.

When he shouted these words, Wen Qingye's footsteps turned rapidly, and the sword against his waist had already come to him, the sword in Wen Qingye's hand was a ruthless sword, with a touch of cold light on the blade, and some moon-white sword qi.

Wen Qingye's speed was much faster than Fang Cai, and the sword in his hand was even more ruthless.

"Bubbling ~"

A line of blood had already appeared in Luo You's throat, and then he fell to the ground with wide eyes.

Luo Zuo was stunned by the side, Wen Qingye's sword after breaking through was faster, which made him feel cold and made him feel fear.

"Crazy knife three slashes!"

Luo Zuo stepped back, the knife in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and a colorful sword qi appeared on the knife body, and then Luo Zuo waved it vigorously with both hands.

"Bright Moon Tragedy!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand was horizontal in front of his chest, and an incomparable white light jumped on the sword body, Wen Qingye waved his hand, and a huge white sword qi rushed directly over.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sword qi is swept over!

The aftermath of the huge vitality dispersed into a circle of qi waves, Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand held the hilt of the sword, and then put it in front of his left chest, and threw it hard.

"Whew!"

With a light sword roar, there was also the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

Wen Qingye felt all a little weak, a tearing pain in his chest, and the flesh on his arms was turned over, Wen Qingye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then put down the spruce in his arms and sat down slowly.

"Engong, are you okay?" said the little spruce as he looked at Wen Qingye nervously.

Wen Qingye shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just rest for a while."

Little Spruce breathed a sigh of relief, and then said anxiously: "My grandfather hasn't come back yet, I'm going to take a look"

Wen Qingye knew that there should be no mountain bandits in this village, otherwise he wouldn't have come by now, so he didn't stop the spruce.

Wen Qingye took out a healing pill from his arms, took it directly, and then tied the wound on his arm with a strip of cloth.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, Wen Qingye listened carefully with both ears, and found that there were a lot of people around, and the cultivation of these people was not low, compared to Luo Zuo and Luo Youlai.

Wen Qingye immediately got up, took the sword, and walked towards the door carefully, as soon as he arrived at the door, Wen Qingye saw two women and a man gathered around the little spruce, these people were not very old, and they were similar to Wen Qingye.

The first woman frowned and said, "Who are you?"

Spruce hurriedly ran to Wen Qingye's side and said, "He is my father-in-law, he saved me, he is a good person"

Wen Qingye glanced at them, feeling that the clothes were a little familiar, and something suddenly came to his mind, Tianqian Academy!

The woman smiled lightly and said: "We are students of Tianqian Academy, my name is Zhao Xia, this is my sister Zhao Mei, my younger brother Zhao Hao"

Although Wen Qingye couldn't see the cultivation clearly, he knew that their cultivation was definitely not bad, so he nodded and said, "My name is Wen Qingye, a student of Qishan Academy."

"What, are you Wen Qingye?" Zhao Mei said as she looked at Wen Qingye in surprise.

Wen Qingye was puzzled: "What?"

Zhao Mei looked at Wen Qingye and said: "It is rumored that Senior Situ and Senior Wu have designated students who will not accept them, and they also say that your qualifications are extremely poor, and you are arrogant, you are nineteen years old, and you almost failed to pass this assessment, this is ......"

"Xiaomei!" Zhao Xia scolded, then looked at Wen Qingye and said, "Young Master Wen, don't care too much"

Wen Qingye shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head to look at his wound, "It's okay, I won't care"

Zhao Hao glanced at Luo Zuo and Luo You, who fell to the ground, frowned and said: "The real strength is your own, no matter how much others say, it's useless, your swordsmanship is very good, not as rumored"

Wen Qingye looked at Zhao Hao and found that although this Zhao Hao was not very old, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, his strength was the highest among the three sisters and brothers.

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