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Su Changqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, revealing a fragile and fragile beauty, and she continued to forcefully extract the star power in the spiritual aperture, causing her face to be excessively pale at this time.

And the sword cultivation disciple who was fighting with the girl at the moment was very worried when he saw this, he was afraid that if he stabbed down, Senior Sister Su would be shocked by his strong sword momentum and die.

- Well, even if the knife he slashed out was more violent than the other, and the knife was colder than the other, it didn't prevent him from silently caring about the fragile Senior Sister Su in his heart.

It was certain that this Sword Cultivation disciple of the Moon Peak was trying a very new kind of brother-sister friendship.

It's not that he wants to attack his junior sister, it's his hands and knives that have their own ideas, and the sword cultivation disciple endured a handful of sad tears for himself, and his eyes were very complicated and looked at Su Changqing.

Alas, I hope Senior Sister Su can understand his sincerity.

And Su Changqing not only couldn't understand his sincerity, but felt that the senior brother of Zhuyue Peak in front of him had an enmity with her before?

The knives that slashed at her became more and more fierce, and the power of each knife was very amazing and violent, and in an instant, a heavy sense of oppression came to her face, as if it wanted to crush her to the ground.

Although Su Changqing's face was extremely pale, in fact, the star power in her body was still very abundant, at least not like the sword cultivation disciples thought that they would go to see Taishan Mansion Jun with one sword.

The girl's red lips condensed into a line, she suddenly bent her eyes, and smiled at the sword cultivator disciple, as if breaking through the spring of the frozen soil.

The finger bones she held on the burning stick were flushed with a touch of cold white, and in the next moment, the long stick swirled, and the power penetrated the tip of the stick, and the star power suddenly covered the stick body, like a thousand scrolls of stars, and a spark mark condensed to the extreme, and exploded in an instant.

Beneath the girl's weak and gentle smile were the cold blades of the sword and the spikes of the thorns stained with poison.

"Boom-"

"Bang-"

"Qiang—"

The knife and the stick collided directly, the stick body bent, the blade trembled slightly, and Sen Han's sharp knife momentum shattered, as if the stick momentum and spark mark that had been hit hard were split apart.

The sword cultivator's face changed, and he was shocked by the power of the collision of the two kinds of long martial arts of the sword and stick, and his eyes widened slightly, as if he was still a little stunned by what had just happened.

He looked up and down at the burning stick in Su Changqing's hand, and was shocked in his heart, it was obviously just an ordinary long stick, and the power he used was so amazing!

Before he could figure it out, Su Changqing, the extremely dark burning stick, kept spinning in his hand, and used a dancing stick to make a move, and the strong wind brought up between the swings was howling, like a storm sweeping away. In an instant, the flowerless stick turned into a sweeping stick, and suddenly crossed a perfect arc forward, and a powerful and majestic momentum swept out, filling the entire square.

The stick is a bladeless long weapon, which seems to be more merciful than a sword, but in fact, its offensive has always been wide open and close, and it is more suitable for breaking the enemy-

You advance and I retreat, you retreat and I advance;

Fighting all around, looking for teeth all over the ground.

The girl has a soft and slender figure, but the back is straight, at this moment, the frowning eyebrows hide the coldness and sharpness, and the extreme cold edge flashes between the sweeps of the stick end, which makes people can't help but be taken by it.

The eyebrows of the disciple of the knife eyebrows condensed, and at this time, the body was surrounded by a domineering and domineering aura, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and in an instant, this knife stabbed out, and the golden light of the knife body flashed, but in an instant, it was as if it turned into a golden dragon and rushed out of the abyss, as if it broke through the mountain and slashed down.

The intersection of the stick wind and the knife erupted violently, and even the stone platform where the two of them were located faintly vibrated and shattered under this destructive force.

The power of the convergence of the surging stick wind and the sword momentum swept through the sky, causing the surrounding wind and clouds to change, and the scene was huge.

The aftermath shook around the stone platform, easily tearing apart the barrier between Su Changqing and the sword cultivation disciples, causing both of them to be forced back a few steps by the aftershock.

Su Changqing frowned and looked at the corners of his skirt, which had been cut by the power of Fang Cai, and the situation of the sword cultivation disciples was not much better, the clothes on both sleeves were all broken, and the exposed arms were full of green tendons, and the wheat-colored muscle lines were smooth and tight, full of untamable wildness and ferocity, and it looked even more like physical cultivation than Xiao He.

The thick blood surged upward, and the pale-faced girl pressed it down strongly.