Jiang Quinoa gritted his teeth in pain, flew away and dodged, but the short knife suddenly burst out of the diagonal direction.

She leaned back, letting the dagger pass over her cheek.

As soon as the short knife passed, she immediately straightened up again, spun around and struck back, knocking down the returning broadsword with a ding.

Gradually, Jiang Quinoa gradually became calm from the panic at the beginning, and was able to easily walk between the two.

It's just that before she could breathe a sigh of relief, several large knives of different shapes appeared around her, and they surged violently together.

The pressure suddenly doubled, and before Jiang Quinoa could react, he was slashed in the back by a long knife.

She was slightly frightened, and staggered forward two steps, and a large knife struck in front of her.

Jiang Quinoa was overwhelmed for a while, and became busy again, and soon he was covered in bruises.

This time, before she had enough time to get used to it, dozens of long knives came out again, stabbing at Jiang Quinoa from all directions.

Jiang Quinoa's pupils trembled slightly, and her body technique was directly exerted to the extreme, rushing left and right among dozens of long knives, and the scimitar in her hand never stopped counterattacking.

With every swing she swung, the cold sword qi would burst out of the air, colliding violently with the long knives, but the sword qi was far from enough, not enough to compete with these long knives at all.

Therefore, there were more and more wounds on Jiang Quinoa's body, and it didn't take long for him to be covered in blood, and his brand-new magic robe became tattered.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Quinoa's waist was slashed again, and he slashed at the edge of the belt, blood gushed out along the wound in an instant, and the white belt was dyed red in an instant.

Her eyelids jumped, and she saw another long knife attacking, and she was forced to use the sword intent she comprehended in the Great Dao Sword Spectrum.

The white light flashed, and the knife intent came out, and the dozens of long knives around him suddenly came to a standstill, as if time had stood still.

Unexpectedly, a wave of more fierce attacks struck, and the momentum of those long knives just now changed, and they attacked Jiang Quinoa violently.

At the same time, hundreds of long knives poured out from the shadows, rushing towards Jiang Quinoa with unabated momentum.

"This ......"

Wei Ze was startled by Jiang Quinoa's sword intent, and looked at An Yinrou in disbelief.

This sword intent is actually the same as the sword intent of his own disciple Pei Xi, which is really strange......

An Yinrou also felt very strange in her heart, frowned slightly, and shook her head at Wei Ze.

There were a lot of speculations in their respective minds, and in the end, they both turned silent and continued to pay attention to Jiang Quinoa's state.

However, at this time, Jiang Quinoa was in a very bad state, her legs were cut by a long knife, and the whole person knelt directly towards the cold and hard ground, and then a long knife attacked, cutting off the root of her right hand.

Blood rushed down his shoulder, and Jiang Quinoa's right hand rolled mercilessly to the ground, and even the scimitar in his hand fell out.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, splashing a blood-red flower.

Jiang Quinoa was so painful that he was wet with cold sweat, his body was covered with knife marks, and there was almost no intact skin, leaving only that fair and delicate face or a pure land.

The spiritual power in her body was almost exhausted, but the long knife was visibly increasing with the naked eye, and the momentum was becoming more and more amazing, making her unable to parry.

"Whew!"

Another knife slashed, Jiang Quinoa's thigh hurt, and the whole person fell to the ground and fell down.

The right shoulder was still bleeding, and if she wanted to get up, she could only rely on her left hand.

Jiang Quinoa looked ahead with heavy eyes, his eyes were full of blood, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

She bit her lip and struggled to get up.

Unfortunately, God did not fulfill people's wishes, and another long knife slashed horizontally, cutting off her only remaining left hand.

She slammed to the ground, blood splattering her face and staining her vision red.

Her face brushed against the ground, directly grinding a layer of skin, leaving a shallow blood mark on the ground.

At the moment when she lay on the ground, countless long knives poured out around her again, all of which attacked her weak.

In the case of Jiang Quinoa's powerless counterattack, her legs were also amputated, and all her limbs have been cut off, leaving her body helpless lying on the ground.

Her muscles were surging from pain, and her blood was draining rapidly, taking away what little strength she had left.

But the knives still didn't let her go, they still slashed mercilessly through her body, or through her weak body.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes had become misty, and the blood had completely obscured her vision.

But she still didn't want to close her eyes, biting her lower lip and wanting to resist.

Her face was pressed to the ground, and she looked weakly at the scimitar rolling down in the distance, trying to summon it with her sense over and over again.

She couldn't just give up, she had to try something else.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Quinoa was pierced through her body by a knife again, grazing her heart.

Blood immediately gushed out of her chest, and her white clothes were completely dyed red.

Why can't the scimitar come over?

Jiang Quinoa stubbornly lay on the ground with a breath of difficulty, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't mobilize the scimitar, it just lay quietly on the ground, unresponsive.

Another knife pierced her body, and this knife was inserted directly into her body, trembling incessantly.

She was numb from pain at this time, her eyes were half-squinted, and everything in front of her could no longer be seen clearly.

In his mind, the scene of Pei Xi on the top of Xuefeng appeared again, he gently slashed it with a knife, and the scene in his mind instantly turned into countless fragments, and he could no longer put it together.

A large patch of blood gushed out from the corner of Jiang Quinoa's mouth, and the momentum of not admitting defeat in his heart came out again.

Pei Xi can comprehend her own sword path, why can't she?

She ginger quinoa is no worse than anyone else!

A dazzling light burst out of Jiang Quinoa's eyes, and although the long knife struck again, her eyebrows never moved again.

The knife is a sharp weapon, which can hurt others as well as oneself.

So what is knife intent?

Ginger quinoa didn't know.

She only knew that even if she was given countless opportunities to choose, she would still choose the path of the knife.

Even if she breaks her hands and feet, even if she can't hold a knife anymore!

Her choice remains the same!

Rumble!

A violent tremor suddenly erupted from the depths of Jiang Quinoa's dantian, and then a golden knife appeared in the air and flew out of her body with a thud.

It was obviously just a small knife, but when it broke through her body, it conjured up countless sharp blades and attacked wildly in all directions.

Dazzling golden light flashed, directly crushing the long knives that attacked, turning into starry light and scattering into the night.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes were heavy, and he controlled the knife with his heart and mind to constantly whirl around the long knife.

Those ferocious long knives lost their initial arrogance when they saw the golden knives at this time, and they became dodgy, trying to bypass the golden knives and raid Jiang Quinoa.

Jiang Quinoa could only concentrate and constantly mobilize the golden knife to let him protect himself.

(End of chapter)

Lewen