"Ahh

Wuji has been waiting for this moment for too long, and at this moment, he didn't hesitate to stab the fish intestine sword into Gai Wushuang's left rib and slashed it outward.

The Fish Gut Sword sliced through Gai Wushuang's clothes and belt, pulling a long cut under his ribs, and blood gushed out.

The giant sword inserted in Gai Wushuang's belt fell, Wuji stretched out to catch it, rolled over, stood up, quickly put away the fish intestines, pulled out the giant que, covered the left rib with the sword finger, and the staggering back Gai Wushuang shouted majestically:

"Let's fight!"

Gai Wushuang covered his left ribs, a blood hole in his palm, a deep wound under his ribs, blood mixed and flowed out, quickly soaking his clothes, gurgling along his thigh, dyeing one leg bright red, and even seeing his trouser leg bulging with blood.

Gai Wushuang was inexplicably shocked, not because he was seriously injured, but because it was only at this moment that he realized Wuji's intentions.

Mowgli has been on the run, but he has never been cowardly, just waiting for a chance to fight back. Now, this opportunity was waited for by him, and he was seriously injured by him just because of a momentary mistake.

Thinking about it, this opportunity is not obvious, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, even after a long time of chasing, his heart is a little impetuous, and his breath is not perfect enough, but Wuji is still not his opponent.

If the two face each other, he is still sure enough to knock Mowgli into the air or even kill him.

However, at that moment, he was a little negligent, and he didn't carefully consider Wuji's intentions, but he just fought with Mowgli according to his previous inertia, but he didn't expect to fall into Mowgli.

The sword was abandoned in order to allow himself to have a momentary accident.

The attack is mainly anti-customer, so that you don't have time to react.

He hid a short sword in his hand to hurt his hand. Further expand the victory, and do not give yourself a chance to think calmly.

This qiē was done in one go, just for a momentary opportunity.

But for this momentary opportunity, Wuji waited for a long time.

The difference is a millimeter, and the loss is a thousand miles. Gai Wushuang understood everything, he glared at Wuji with a righteous face, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"You ......"

Wuji couldn't see a smile on his face, but his heart was happy. Seriously injured Gai Wushuang in one fell swoop, which was a result he didn't expect. It seems that Gai Wushuang has not met a strong opponent for too long, and his realm is very smart. But his fighting experience regressed.

Unfortunately, the sword didn't stab him, and it would have been perfect if it had been a little further down and had cut half of his intestines, or a little more up, and had slit his heart. Well, it should be fought for a while longer to make him bleed a little more. Maybe he'll be killed.

Without him, Yin Congzhou would have broken an arm.

"What's wrong with me?" Wuji said loudly: "Do you know why you lost to me? Although your realm is high, you have done a lot of injustice, and my swordsmanship is sloppy." But I have righteousness. Evil is invincible, and you have evil thoughts in your heart, how can you win?"

"Let it go...... Fuck you!" I don't know if it's because of the injury, or because I can't stand it. After all, Gai Wushuang still failed to control his feelings, and scolded him.

"Insulting is not fighting!" Wuji held his sword in both hands and stepped forward: "Come to fight!"

A sword stabbed out. The sword intent is awe-inspiring.

Gai Wushuang didn't dare to slack off, holding a sword in one hand, and stabbing at Wuji with a sword.

The two swords intersected, and a dragon groaned.

Wuji was hit hard, his feet were on the ground, and he slid backwards for seven steps.

Gai Wushuang's feet didn't move, but the wound on his waist was shaken, and the blood flowed more rapidly.

Mowgli was secretly frightened. Gai Wushuang was so seriously injured, holding a sword with one hand, and still having such strength, it was really terrifying. However, he was injured after all and couldn't knock himself into the air like he did the first time, and this was his chance.

Without thinking, Wuji roared, slid forward, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed at Gai Wushuang again.

Gai Wushuang had no way to retreat, so he had to raise his sword with one hand and stare at Wuji deadly, hoping to find Wuji's flaw and kill this hateful untouchable with one sword.

It's a pity that Wuji won't give him this opportunity at all, the sword style is wonderful to the peak, and it is flawless, forcing Gai Wushuang to carry it hard.

"When", the two swords exchanged blows again, Wuji was once again repelled by Gai Wushuang five steps, and Gai Wushuang also shook his body and retreated half a step.

Without giving Gai Wushuang any respite, Wuji once again slid forward, raising his sword and slashing.

"Dangdang, dangdang!" Between the lightning and flint, the two of them fought five swords in a row.

After the last crisp sword sound, Wuji took five steps back and almost sat on the ground. His arms were so numb that he could no longer lift Juque, so he could only hold his sword with both hands, trying his best to keep his balance and not let himself fall. He snorted and gasped, staring at Gai Wushuang, not daring to be careless.

Gai Wushuang staggered, took three steps back, and pointed to the ground with the long sword in his hand to maintain his balance.

He wasn't injured by Mowgli's heavy sword - although Mowgli's sword intent was small, it was not worth mentioning in his eyes - after fighting with Mowgli a few times in a row, his wound was shaken continuously, blood flowed like a pour, and his entire left leg was warm. This frightened him very much, and he would lose too much blood and die.

The force is born in the feet and converted into the waist. Wuji injured his waist and forced him to fight hard, further aggravating the injury.

Gai Wushuang was afraid for the first time. He didn't dare to fight with Wuji anymore. Mowgli's swordsmanship may be insignificant, but the viciousness of his mind left a deep impression on him. The precise calculations are certainly impressive, but seizing the opportunity to chase and fight fiercely without giving the opponent any respite is even more chilling.

Seeing Wuji standing with his sword in both hands, as if he was exhausted, Gai Wushuang did not seize the opportunity to fight back immediately.

He was afraid that this was a trick by Mowgli, so he took the initiative to attack by expending his body. Eight or nine steps apart between them, it would be a big difficulty for him to cross this distance, and the injury in his waist might worsen even further.

More importantly, he could feel the changes in the Yuan Qi around him, and he could feel that Wuji was absorbing the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth at an unbelievable speed. This made him suspect that Mowgli was not weak, but recuperated and ready to slam again.

Wuji saw Gai Wushuang's weakness, but he regretted it even more. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take advantage of your illness and kill you. Missing this time, Gai Wushuang was vigilant, and it was impossible to give him a second chance to sneak attack.

It's a pity that he has more than enough heart but not enough strength. Gai Wushuang, who went all out and fought seven swords, he also exhausted the last trace of strength, and now he can't even lift the sword, let alone take the initiative to attack.

The Gate of Heaven was still open, still frantically absorbing the Yuan Qi, but most of the Yuan Qi that poured into the Heavenly Gate disappeared into the sea of Qi, and it seemed that there was a greedy giant beast there, devouring most of the Yuan Qi, so that the sour arms could not be replenished enough, and they could not raise their swords again.

Just when Wuji and Gai Wushuang were tired of each other, Ling Hu Minzhi and others arrived. Seeing this scene in front of them, almost everyone was stunned.

Wuji stood with his sword in his hand, although his face was covered with ash and his hair was scattered, his expression was majestic and his momentum was amazing.

In contrast, Gai Wushuang, the national teacher of the Heavenly Sword Academy, was very wolfy: the hands covering his ribs were drenched in blood, half of his body was stained red with blood, his face was pale, and his expression was flustered, where was there still a trace of the dignity of the national teacher?

Seeing this scene, Ying Ziqing and Ling Hu Minzhi glanced at each other, smiled with relief, surrounded them, and asked with concern: "Wuji, how are you?"

"Thank you for your concern. Mowgli breathed a sigh of relief and smiled "with difficulty". "I didn't lose the face of the Heavenly Academy, did I?"

Ying Ziqing's heart blossomed.

What a shame, you are a disciple of the upper hall, and you are not ashamed to fight like this with the national teacher of the Heavenly Sword Academy, but you also have a big face. Gai Wushuang is the top swordsman in Beijing, and he can definitely enter the top three in individual combat. If this is spread out, who will dare to despise the Heavenly Book Sword in the future?

Although Ying Ziqing was excited, his face did not show the slightest, but his face was stern, and he was even a little sad.

"Senior brother, you have been wronged. ”

"Senior brother, I lost a lot of treasures, you must help me find them. Wuji held Ying Ziqing's hand tightly, and then closed his eyes "tiredly", and as soon as his hand was released, the giant sword fell to the ground, and it smashed on the surface of Ying Ziqing's feet.

Ying Ziqing trembled in pain, but she couldn't scream, so she had to endure it, turned around and walked towards Gai Wushuang, and said in a deep voice: "Master Gai, what's going on?"

Although Ying Ziqing is not the national teacher of the Heavenly Academy, he often attends various occasions on behalf of the great teacher, and is likely to be the successor of the great teacher in the future. Subconsciously, Gai Wushuang had already regarded Ying Ziqing as a great teacher of the Heavenly Academy. At this moment, seeing Ying Ziqing's face was stern, and he even gritted his teeth a little, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"This ......"

Seeing that Gai Wushuang had nothing to say, Ying Ziqing immediately called the Liu family to ask what happened. After listening to the Liu family's gossip narration, Ying Ziqing's heart was even more beautiful. He tried his best to control his feelings, turned around, faced Gai Wushuang, and asked word by word:

"The Liu family was destroyed by a unicorn?"

Gai Wushuang hesitated for a moment, nodded, and involuntarily glanced at Yizhanghong.

Yizhanghong's face suddenly changed, and he was about to jump up, when Gai Zi reached out and pressed her shoulder, pressed her tightly, and glanced at her again. Gai has no double injuries, now is not the time to argue, it is only right to go back to treat the injuries quickly.

Ying Ziqing glanced at Yi Zhanghong, and then asked, "The willow white ape was killed by a white ape?"

Gai Wushuang sighed and nodded again. Ying Ziqing said this, and he was already helping him get out. What the Liu family said just now was that he blasted the Liu white ape into pieces with a sword. Ying Ziqing said this, which already left him room for discernment.

"That has nothing to do with my Heavenly Academy?"

"This ......" Gai Wushuang felt that it was wrong. How can this have nothing to do with Heavenly Academy, but the matter started because of Liu Bai's ambush on Wuji. However, he couldn't explain it, and he couldn't say that this was a conspiracy between Yin Congzhou and Liu Baiping - he was 100% sure that Yin Congzhou would not admit it.

"In that case, then after Gai Wushuang's injury is healed, you have to give me an explanation. ”-

(To be continued......)

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