Soul chasing sword Li Chaoshan gritted his teeth and scolded Zhang Ziwen, raised his sword and went straight to Zhang Ziwen! A sword shook out more than a dozen sword flowers, Zhang Ziwen is also very good, the prison dragon stick from bottom to top, cross-cutting the soul chasing sword, turning a hand to sweep the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, the prison dragon stick with the sound of the wind, straight to the waist of the soul chasing sword!

Li Chaoshan's swordsmanship is light and agile, the tip of the sword picks up the dragon stick, does not retreat but advances, and the sword roars Kyushu with a sword move, and it also comes with a dragon-like sword roar, and goes straight to Zhang Ziwen Dantian and stabs over!

Zhang Ziwen is worthy of stepping on the snow without a trace, and his light skills are very good, and when his body is falling, the prison dragon stick is raised above his head, and with a move Mount Tai presses the top, he goes straight to Li Chaoshan and smashes it down!

Li Chaoshan, the soul-chasing sword, also retreated, dodging Zhang Ziwen's fatal blow, and another sword dance autumn wind came straight to Zhang Ziwen's legs!

Zhang Ziwen didn't have time to dodge, his body was still in the air, so he had to use the force of the falling dragon stick to forcibly lift his body more than half a foot into the air! The imprisoned dragon stick crutches the ground and blocks the soul-chasing sword!

The two of them fought for more than 100 rounds, regardless of high and low, Xu Lingfeng saw that this would not work, and secretly ordered Guo Songshan to lead 3,000 guards to surround Neijiang and divide the rudder, and the twenty-four guards were responsible for answering, not to let Neijiang run away alone!

Then Xu Lingfeng held the Xuanbing Sword and shouted loudly: "Master Li Helm, come down quickly, let me capture this thief!" ”

After hearing this, Li Chaoshan hurriedly retreated and said, "There is a young master!" ”

Xu Lingfeng pointed at Zhang Ziwen with his sword and said: "I heard that you are a disciple of the old man of Tianji, the old man of Tianji and my master are the ancestors of the double peerless snow mountain in the world, I will give you a chance today, surrender quickly, and change your mind, otherwise, you will be the soul of my sword!" ”

Zhang Ziwen laughed when he heard this: "I am the guest of the second master of the Tang Sect, the hero of the world, eating Tang Men Yulu, how can I be frightened by your little doll's one-sidedness, take your life!" ”

The imprisoned dragon stick danced and ran to Xu Lingfeng's face and smashed the door!

Xu Lingfeng dodged and dodged, raised his sword and stabbed, Xuanbing Nine Styles, flying snow in the sky, Ruixue fluttering, moves unfolded, continuous!

When Zhang Ziwen saw Xu Lingfeng's magical swordsmanship, he didn't dare to slack off, and danced the dragon stick to parry back!

Xu Lingfeng intends to cut off Zhang Ziwen's imprisoned dragon stick, but Zhang Ziwen is also a first-class master, and he is also very careful that his moves are never old, just change to new ones!

Xu Lingfeng thought to himself: "It can't go on like this, I must show some strength and fight quickly!" "Thinking of this, Xu Lingfeng, a sword that goes off the rails seems to be powerless, and it pierces the air!

Zhang Ziwen was amused when he saw it, after all, he was a child, he saw the flaw, he smashed Huashan with all his strength with the dragon stick in his hand, and roared out and went straight to Xu Lingfeng's door, Xu Lingfeng pretended to be in a hurry, resisted with a sword with his right hand, hurriedly took a step back, pulled out the dragon tendon whip with his left hand, and swept out!

Zhang Ziwen found that it was too late for Xu Lingfeng to retreat, the dragon tendon whip was firmly pumped on his waist, and a huge pain came, Zhang Ziwen was also a famous apprentice after all, gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat!

Xu Lingfeng didn't want to forgive anyone, where would he give him this opportunity, the dragon tendon whip roared out again, and came straight to Zhang Ziwen's neck!

Zhang Ziwen endured the severe pain, and the dragon stick blocked with all his might, but he forgot that the dragon tendon whip was a soft one, he used the dragon rod to block, and the whip of the dragon tendon whip turned directly, and the whip was like a knife, pulling a hole in the back of his neck!

Zhang Ziwen sighed, took a step back, looked down, blood was dripping on his waist, the pain in the back of his neck was unbearable, and he was trembling with the dragon stick in his hand! He pointed at Xu Lingfeng with his hand and said: "I am a disciple of the old man of Tianji, you dare to do this to me, I will report to the master, my master will not spare you!" ”