In the battle between mainland martial artists, the first move is usually a tentative attack, and both sides usually choose to use three layers of skill according to the convention. In addition to temptation, this kind of attack also contains many meanings such as reminders and warnings. As the saying goes, as soon as the connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know whether there is one, and the three-layer skill will swing there, if there is no deep hatred, the opponent will naturally know how to advance and retreat.

Of course, there are exceptions. When a Martial Saint faces a Martial Master, his tentative attack is also fatal.

"Laughing Nima!" Zhu Xiaoqi's nerves were stung by the smile of the old cat playing mouse on Wu Sheng's face.

Let's take a look first, hack to death to collect the stall, and if you don't die, I will continue to tease you! The martial saint who has the power of the law and holds the absolute advantage of the battlefield conveys a silent message with a smile. In his eyes, the battle had just begun, but the ending was already doomed: Zhu Xiaoqi would die, and the big-breasted beauty behind him who was so beautiful that her bones were soft would die and come back to life.

"I can only fight for my life!" Zhu Xiaoqi gritted his teeth, and the ascending dragon was silent, and the five spiritual powers that were sleeping in his body woke up instantly. Ten years and Cang Yuyao did not appear as promised, and the powerful martial saint forced him into a desperate situation.

The desperate situation did not make him despair, and his belief in living became stronger than ever. His life was bought by many people sacrificing their lives, his body was burdened with the hopes of countless people in hell on earth, and his shoulders carried the rise and fall of the century-old Jiangmen, and Sister Xiaowan could no longer bear the pain of losing her loved ones. What's more, at this time, behind him, there are two hot-blooded soldiers who chose to accompany him to death and a weak woman who needs his protection.

I can't die, even if it's a martial saint, I don't want Lao Tzu's life! The firm belief made his mind extremely clear, and he grabbed a glimmer of life in a desperate situation in an instant.

Three-tier martial artist, five-line martial artist, with the Ascending Dragon Decisive to send out a full force blow, I'm afraid it won't be weaker than your third-layer skill!

When you think of it, you do it.

Facing the golden light blade, Zhu Xiaoqi strode forward and slammed out with a punch.

The fifth-system spiritual power was instantly emptied, and a multicolored dragon-shaped light roared out from his fist, roaring and rushing towards the light blade. Although this blow was very domineering, the size of the dragon-shaped pattern in the air looked really small, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a snake, or a withered dragon......

"Legendary dragon power?" the Sword Saint looked at the little dragon in the air, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Is this thing useful to Lao Tzu, idiot! Lao Tzu praised you as a genius just now, and you don't even understand the common sense that Long Wei needs to be suppressed at the same level?" he said with a disdainful expression.

The blow that gathered the spiritual power of the five systems quickly showed an extraordinary effect. After the two rays of light met in the air, the blade of light quickly exploded into a point of light in the sky. The light dragon that Zhu Xiaoqi swung out did not disappear, but the light dimmed a little. It flew through the sky of light, enveloping the Juggernaut in it.

The sword master's whole body lit up with golden light, and the multicolored light on the little dragon's body melted away like ice and snow when it came into contact with one of them. The Sword Master felt the pressure brought by Long Wei, and the feeling of his power being suppressed made him impetuous. But he didn't care. Long Wei, in the final analysis, is just an attack method conjured by spiritual power, and only when there is a zài level gap can the enemy be fully suppressed. Isn't it a fool's dream for a martial artist to want to suppress a Sword Saint? Even if he doesn't do anything, his powerful body protection spiritual power will remove the influence of Long Wei in an instant.

"Five-line power, kind of interesting. I won't let you die too quickly!" the Juggernaut smiled, watching the multicolored light that was gradually being swallowed up, and concentrating on the next attack. This time, he only used one layer of skill, and he didn't attack his vital point, he had to play slowly. He wanted to see if this guy, who didn't have the slightest spiritual power in his body after sending out an attack, could play any tricks again.

Qin Yi bit her lip tightly, her fists clenched and her heart swayed, and her plump chest was even more undulating. After the Juggernaut's attack was launched, she was prepared for the worst. She had thought that Zhu Xiaoqi would die, she had also thought that Zhu Xiaoqi would be seriously injured, and she had hoped that he would be lucky enough to escape from the light blade, but she just didn't think that Zhu Xiaoqi could break the light blade with one punch! She never thought that Zhu Xiaoqi's attack could directly pose a threat to the Sword Master. Although that light dragon was disappearing under the backlash of the Sword Saint's body protection spiritual power, the surprise it brought to her was so strong.

"Come on, Xiaoqi!" Qin Yi clenched his fists and waved vigorously in front of his chest, shouting in his heart.

"Oh my God, how did he do it?" Beside her, the lieutenant and sergeant, who witnessed the scene of subverting the common sense of cultivation on the mainland, became two stone statues.

Zhu Xiaoqi clenched his fists, and the light on his fists loomed.

A vast stream of spiritual power frantically poured from his palm into his empty body. This is his life-saving move, and it is also the weight of his courage to challenge the Sword Master, and it is also a gamble.

What he gambled on was that before the spiritual power black hole began to devour the spiritual power of the thousand-year-old spirit stones, he would be able to control them to launch an attack on the opponent.

The Ascending Dragon Decisive was moving rapidly, surging spiritual power like a tide towards the fire spirit veins. Zhu Xiaoqi, who was in a hurry to go to the doctor, may not have thought about this at all, because one-tenth of the spiritual power he obtained by devouring the spirit stone was fed back by the spirit stone black hole in his body, and it was evenly distributed among the five spiritual veins according to his attributes.

Soon, the problem arose. The spirit stone black hole did not appear, but it was a pity that the spiritual power in his body was out of control. Under the urging of the mental method, the speed at which the fire spirit vein attracted the spiritual power from the outside world was far from keeping up with the speed at which the spiritual power poured in. Streams of spiritual power, like a group of charging soldiers, rampaged through his body, and every impact made Zhu Xiaoqi feel painful.

"It's over!" Zhu Xiaoqi's heart was cold, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt like he was acting like he was committing suicide, and it was the kind that had been cut by a thousand cuts.

"Go on, you can't do it once?" Swordmaster's mocking voice came from afar.

"!" Zhu Xiaoqi gritted his teeth, slammed his feet on the ground, and his body jumped up out of thin air and smashed towards the Sword Saint shrouded in golden light.

The pain in his body disappeared in an instant. The black and white crystals in the depths of his sea of qi released many tiny black and white air currents like lightning in the high-speed rotation. These currents were like officers, instantly quelling the riot of spiritual power, leading them to the five veins.

The brilliant multicolored light reappeared in the air in Zhu Xiaoqi's own surprised eyes.

"Erection?" Looking at the light dragon in front of the fist that was much larger than at the beginning, Zhu Xiaoqi was dumbfounded.

"How is that possible?" the Sword Saint felt a pang in his heart.

A stronger coercion crept in, and he hastily raised his hand and waved his palm, unleashing a blow that was ready to be used to tease his opponent.

The attack of this layer of skill made Zhu Xiaoqi start to take root and sprout the glimmer of life that he had caught in the desperate situation.

Just when Zhu Xiaoqi was playing with his life, a battle was raging on the official road in the mountains a few miles behind him.

Ten years and the thirty men he led, when they were about to leave the mountain, they encountered strong resistance from more than fifty men in black. The men of the decade had the upper hand from the beginning of the battle, but the enemy who held them back was very tenacious. With the belief that they would die, they did not retreat a single step, and stuck the exit of the official road.

After several failed breakthroughs, ten years of impatience, and Cang Yuyao, who was walking with him, was even more crazy. They all knew in their hearts that the enemy was fighting for time with them, and any more delay they had here might kill Zhu Xiaoqi, who walked straight into the enemy's ambush area.

A sword pierced the spiritual power of the body, and the horizontal sword gently wiped the neck of a man in black, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the ten years became more intense. In the flying blood flowers, he seemed to see Zhu Xiaoqi's honest smiling face, and a deep sense of self-blame and strong remorse surged into his heart.

"Brother Ten Years, if I can make everyone incapacitated in three seconds, can you get rid of all these people?" Cang Yuyao quietly came to Ten Years' side and asked in a low voice.

"What?" said Ten Years, looking at her distractedly.

"Three seconds, is it enough?" Cang Yuyao looked at him expectantly.

"Three seconds, that's enough. Ten nodded affirmatively.

"I shouldn't have done that. However, I had no choice but to save Xiao Qi. Ten years big brother, please keep it secret for me, okay?" Cang Yuyao's tone was almost pleading.

"I will. Ten years nodded again.

"Okay, now close your eyes. Cang Yuyao took out a silver short stick from her arms and gently unscrewed it.

The next moment, her figure appeared in the sky. A white light bloomed from her hand, engulfing heaven and earth in an instant.

"Hands-on. Cang Yuyao's voice came into his ears, and he suddenly opened his eyes. A spectacle appeared on the battlefield. Time seemed to stand still, the battle stopped, and everyone looked up at the sky blankly, as if they had lost their souls.

Ten years without time to think, his body turned into a flash of lightning, and he shuttled through the battlefield as fast as a dragon swimming into the sea, and the long sword in his hand was like the scythe of death reaping the life of the man in black wantonly.

Cang Yuyao is also in action. In the air, she walked in the wind, like a fairy descending into the world, dancing with her slender hands, pouring out black streamers. The streamers entered the body, and the men in black fell one after another, like lifeless puppets.

A group of subordinates for ten years quickly came to their senses.

They stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, trying to remember what had happened.

"Thank you Sword God for your help. Ten years back the sword into the sheath, bowed deeply towards the depths of the mountains and forests, and said loudly.

After speaking, he turned to Cang Yuyao with a smile.

Sword God, the legendary level above the Sword Master, this reason is enough, right?

A group of people rushed out of the mountain pass at a rapid pace and headed in the direction of Wu Zhen.

"Bastard, I'm willing to accept the harshest punishment in hell in order to save you! If you dare not live well, I won't be done with you!"

While running, two strings of crystal tears quietly slipped down Cang Yuyao's beautiful face and drifted in the wind.

Under the sun, what shines in the girl's tears is the light of love.

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