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This person is Fang Zijing, who once ambushed Chang Fu and finally fled in panic.

Fang Zi's arms trembled, a touch of hatred appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "This Infinite Sword Sutra is a rare peerless skill, and the magic of the knife technique is even more unique, but Han Fang has always regarded it as a treasure when he obtained this secret book before his death, and he refuses to show it easily, and others don't know that this sword technique is the dead Han Fang's, damn it, this Wang Bei's sword technique is so terrifying, I think it is with the help of this Infinite Sword Sutra." ”

Even Fang Zijing, who cultivated swordsmanship, couldn't help but feel deeply greedy for this sword technique.

Wang Bei, all of this is brought about by this masterpiece!

Thinking of the day when he was scared away by an incompetent attendant because of fear, a nameless anger arose in his heart. He went back to investigate late that day, and after fishing Han Fang's body from the well, he realized that it was not that Chang Fu had any ability, but that he had poisoned Han Fang with a treacherous trick.

But when he searched again and again, he couldn't find the place where Han Fang hid the Infinite Sword Sutra.

Fang Zi was shocked to think that Han Fang had hidden these cheats in some extremely secret place, but he never thought that he would carry them with him, and the cheats at his fingertips were lost in one thought, how could he not make him regret it.

Thinking of this, Fang Zi's eyes when he looked at Wang Bei were full of hatred.

It's all him, and one day, he will be given back a thousand times more.

The sword technique of the Infinite Sword Sutra is indeed wonderful.

Wang Bei only spent a day to get a rough understanding of the fur, and once it was used, it still changed in a myriad of ways, and the power was endless.

Liu Jingye gradually found a little trajectory when he responded to the move, and the seemingly natural knife moves were actually slightly changed according to a fixed route, with a slight change each time, so it looked different, thinking of this, a mysterious smile was derived from the corner of his mouth.

The foundation of the change in the sword technique has been cracked, and what else can be difficult to stop him.

The bound Tianfang Sword shook suddenly, making a clear sound, and the tip of the sword was like a shadow on the surface of Di Yuan's sword.

Wang Bei frowned, and thought about continuing the change in the knife technique.

But every time the sword technique changed, the tip of the Tianfang Sword pointed at Di Yuan once.

Every time this happens, there are no false occurrences.

It seems that Liu Jingye's sword has seen through Wang Bei's next move, and he can always anticipate the enemy's opportunity, until the infinite sword technique has evolved again into the twenty-fourth style of "first-line shuttle light and shadow change" after countless cycles, Liu Jingye's eyes were inexplicably happy, so he saw the opportunity and pointed at Di Yuan's knife again, but this point, but when he grasped the shuttle of the sword soldiers, he suddenly pushed Di Yuan out of Wang Yuan's side.

Wang Bei was shocked and was about to draw his knife and turn around.

The sharp Tianfang sword spun into a circle, pulled a sword flower, scraped the wrist of Wang Bei's right arm, extended upward, cut a big gap, and finally pierced Wang Bei's right chest.

With a few sonorous sounds, Di Yuan fell to the ground weakly.

Wang Bei grabbed Liu Jingye's wrist with the palm of his right hand, knelt on the ground, his face turned pale, and a large stream of blood flowed out, instantly staining his coat.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, their eyes widened and they held their breath, staring at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Obviously, Wang Bei still has the upper hand in this battle, why did he suddenly become like this.

The battle has reached this point, what will happen next, will Wang Bei admit defeat if he is seriously injured, or will he brazenly stand up and fight to the death? However, in a word, Wang Bei has really come to a desperate situation at this moment.

"It's almost time to throw in the towel, as long as I send the sword forward, your injuries will be critical. Liu Jingye said in a deep voice, but his breath was a little disordered, which showed that he had not suffered lightly from his previous injuries.

Hurt!

It hurts to the heart!

Wang Bei had never been so seriously injured in his life, almost his right arm was completely useless, and he still had a sword in his chest, which was really miserable.

However, Wang Bei's right hand was still tightly gripping Liu Jingye's wrist.

It didn't seem to be affected by the injury to his right arm at all.

Wang Bei hissed in pain, and said with a sneer: "I want to admit defeat, it's still early!"

The right arm tugged for a while, and he actually pushed Liu Jingye's palm back, and the Tianfang Sword inserted into his chest gradually revealed the bloody sword body.

It's going to be a tough hit!

Everyone let out a series of exclamations, their hearts were pounding violently, and they looked at this rather cruel scene in front of them obliviously.

Liu Jingye's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the injury that pulled the viscera made a coughing sound, but the internal force exerted on his hand did not decrease by half a point, and the Tianfang Sword Blade that Wang Yu had barely taken out retracted a little.

The blade goes in and out.

Wang Bei's injuries became more and more serious, but he still held his arms out as if he hadn't seen them.

Suddenly, Liu Jingye's injury seemed to have flare-up, and as soon as his mind was relaxed, the internal force emitted was suddenly reduced by a few points.

Wang Bei was overjoyed, and the internal force bursting out of his arm skyrocketed a lot with his fierce will, even surpassing his original cultivation.

Under the trade-off.

The blade that was deep in his chest suddenly burst into his chest, bringing up a wave of blood gushing out, breaking free of Liu Jingye's palm and flying upside down.

Wang Bei grinned fiercely.

The fierce left fist was struck out, and the soft fist technique of outer softness and inner rigidity hit Liu Jingye's chest hard, breaking the ribs and stabbing the lobes of the lungs, and spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

Between square inches, it is the most exquisite place of soft boxing.

A deep punch in the chest but did not stagnate, Wang Bei used one hand to perform the soft boxing method, instantly, the boxing technique kneaded, penetrated, urged the muscles and bones, each punch used enough strength, the punch force penetrated the back of the paper, making Liu Jingye spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

In the end, Wang Bei's feet hit the ground, and suddenly popped out a leg, and it hit Liu Jingye's lower abdomen fiercely, and his entire body was knocked several feet away, and the continuous fight finally came to an end.

Liu Jingye seemed to fall to the ground weakly.

"After all, I won this battle. ”

Wang Yu staggered to his feet, covered the blood flowing from his chest, and said with difficulty with a touch of joy at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone below fell into a dead silence at this moment, and they couldn't believe that it was Wang Bei who won the victory in the end.

Qin Taixuan was also standing under the stage, he stared at the battle in front of him, his brows were tightly knitted, and he thought: "This young man is Wang Bei, the object of attention of those first-class geniuses, he is really an unusual character, he can still fight so fiercely with this kind of injury, maybe there will be some achievements in the future, but this battle..."

However, Qin Yang, who was standing on the side, was full of doubts, and muttered in surprise: "What's going on with this Wang Bei's body, even a big demon couldn't hurt him half a point before, but now a random sword blade can hurt him like this, what happened here." ”

Wang Bei walked very slowly in the direction of the referee's table.

Although this battle is basically over, it still has to be announced by the referee, and even if he is seriously injured, these few steps still have to be taken.

But when he turned his back, the eyes of everyone in the audience suddenly changed, and they stared at the other corner of the ring in extreme horror.

A purple-black evil figure was slowly standing up.

(End of chapter)

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