Wei Minggu managed to block Xu Fu's attack, but his body had been shaken by Changge's severe pain.

He knew that his physical strength had reached the limit, and if he continued, he might not be able to support it.

However, he was not willing to fail, and he was determined to make one last ditch!

So, he launched a final attack, and the katana drew a lightning-fast arc and went straight to Xu Fu's throat.

Xu Fu couldn't dodge, and was slashed in the neck by the blade, and blood gushed out instantly.

He took a few steps back, his throat making a breathless sound, but he still stood upright, his eyes shining with stubborn will.

Xu Fu's throat was cut by Wei Minggu's katana, and he was bleeding profusely, but he still stubbornly resisted Wei Minggu's attack.

Wei Minggu's physical strength dropped sharply due to excessive exertion, but his eyes still flashed with tenacious light.

The two of them breathed quickly and heavily, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Xu Fu realized that he had reached a life-or-death moment.

Without hesitation, he launched the final attack, swinging the golden long ge, like a storm, continuously stabbing towards the Reed Ming Valley.

Although Wei Minggu's physical strength has reached its limit, under the pressure of life and death, his skills are more flexible, and every dodge is accurately in place.

His katana danced, bringing bursts of silver light, trying to find Xu Fu's flaws.

However, Xu Fu's offensive was extremely violent, and every swing was like a raging storm, not giving Wei Minggu a chance to breathe.

Suddenly, Xu Fu slammed down with Changge, and the sound of breaking the air was deafening.

Wei Minggu tried to dodge, but Chang Ge slashed his shoulder, and blood splattered.

He roared in pain, paralyzed, and fell to the ground.

Looking at Wei Minggu's painful expression, a trace of indifference flashed in Xu Fu's eyes.

However, at this moment, Wei Minggu's eyes suddenly flashed with a feverish light.

He gritted his teeth, squeezed a low roar out of his mouth, and swung his katana violently.

The blade sliced through the night sky with a piercing sound, and he gathered the last of his strength on the blade.

Xu Fu sensed the danger, but it was too late to dodge.

The katana slashed down and went straight to Xu Fu's head.

However, the moment the blade touched Xu Fu's skin, his body quickly moved sideways, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

At the same time, his Changge also stabbed into Wei Minggu's chest.

Wei Minggu's eyes were full of shock and unwillingness. His body trembled, trying to dodge Xu Fu's attack, but it was too late.

Wei Minggu's body was exhausted, and blood kept pouring out of the wound on his chest.

His eyes darkened, and his life withered.

However, at this very moment, he suddenly struggled to get up, and the katana was still in his hand.

Xu Fu was shocked, he didn't expect that Wei Minggu still had this trace of strength to stand up again.

But he didn't hesitate, and immediately swung Changge, launching a fierce attack on Wei Ming Valley again.

This time, he showed no mercy and was determined to end the fight once and for all.

Wei Minggu's body was shaky, but his eyes were full of determination.

He knew that this was the last chance and the last hope.

With the last ounce of strength, he swung his katana in an attempt to stop Xu Fu's attack.

The weapons of the two men met again, and the collision of the golden Changge and the silver katana sent sparks flying everywhere.

Xu Fu's offensive was like a raging storm, and every swing brought tremendous pressure.

Although Wei Minggu's physical strength has reached the limit, his eyes are firm, and every swing is full of determination.

The battle has entered a white-hot state, and every attack and defense determines life and death.

Xu Fu's Changge pierced the air, emitting a sharp hiss, and landed on the katana of the Reed Ming Valley with one blow after another.

Remyongya did his best, blocking every attack with his katana, sometimes dodging, trying to find a counterattack.

Wei Minggu's eyes flashed with tenacious will, and he knew that he had no way back but to move forward.

Xu Fu's offensive became more and more fierce, Changge was like a gale, and every swing brought a storm.

Wei Minggu's body was shocked and kept retreating, but he gritted his teeth and resisted Xu Fu's attack to the death.

Xu Fu felt tired, but he was determined to persevere to the end.

He knew that as long as he held on a little longer, victory would be his.

Wei Minggu was exhausted, but his eyes were still resolute.

Their breath was short, sweat and blood were mixed and flowing, and each swing was filled with the pressure of life and death.

The katana of Reed Ming Valley danced extremely quickly, like a silver whirlwind, trying to defuse Xu Fu's attack invisibly.

Xu Fu's Changge swung extremely calmly, and every attack was full of deterrence.

There was a determined glint in his eyes, and he was determined to carry this battle through to the end, without giving Wei Minggu the slightest respite.

Wei Minggu's physical strength was gradually exhausted, but his will was still strong.

With the last of his strength, he unleashed his stunt, and the katana danced and turned into thousands of silver rays of light, forming a gorgeous rain of swords.

This was his last struggle, and his last determination.

Xu Fu felt the sword aura coming from the katana, and he knew that this was the last blow from Wei Minggu, and if he was hit, it would be a fatal blow.

He concentrates all his attention and uses his most proficient swordsmanship to try to find a flaw in the rain of swords.

The rain of swords fell, and the mountains and forests were suddenly filled with a thick sword aura.

Xu Fu shuttled through the rain of swords, nimbly dodging every silver light, and then launched a counterattack.

He swung his Changge and stabbed him into the heart of Wei Minggu, trying to kill him with a single blow.

Wei Minggu sensed the threat from the Grim Reaper, and he tried his best to block Xu Fu's attack with the last of his strength.

In the sword light and shadow of the battle, the figures of Xu Fu and Wei Minggu shuttled quickly, like bright stars between attack and defense.

Their martial arts have reached the extreme, and every move and style contains infinite wisdom and power.

Xu Fu waved Changge, the momentum was fierce, and the power contained in Changge was like a mountain pressing towards Weiming Valley.

Wei Minggu used a katana, and when he danced, the sword light flickered, like a phantom, quickly dodging Xu Fu's attack, and then counterattacked.

His swordsmanship was incomparably skilled, and each slash stabbed at Xu Fu's key parts.

Xu Fu felt the power of Wei Minggu, and every one of his attacks was skillfully defused by the other party.

However, he did not flinch in the slightest, but became more determined.

His offense became more aggressive, and the angle and strength of Changge's swing reached the extreme, trying to break through the defense line of Wei Ming Valley.

Wei Minggu gritted his teeth, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and he used all his strength to resist Xu Fu's attack.

His eyes flashed with determination, and his unyielding will sustained him to keep fighting.

At the moment of life and death, he is not willing to admit defeat easily.

The battle entered a white-hot state, and the figures of the two flashed rapidly, staggered together.

Xu Fu's attack was like thunder, and Wei Minggu's counterattack was like a gale, and the scene was extremely intense.

The trees shook around them, as if they had been affected by the battle.

Wei Minggu suddenly changed his move, quickly moved, avoided Xu Fu's attack, and then violently launched a counterattack.

His katana turned into a silver light and stabbed into Xu Fu's abdomen.

Xu Fu tried his best to dodge, but he was still slashed by the blade on the shoulder, and the blood instantly stained his robe.

The pain stimulated Xu Fu's nerves, and his eyes flashed with determination. He was determined to respond to the Valley with a more powerful attack.

He swung Changge and unleashed a fierce series of attacks, each swing bringing a storm-like momentum.

Wei Minggu felt the pressure from Xu Fu, and he barely managed to block Changge's attack, and then defused Xu Fu's counterattack.

His body had reached its limit, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, unwilling to fall.

The battle intensified in the mountains and forests, and the figures of the two warriors staggered in the night, their blades colliding in the air, sparks flying.

Blood and sweat soaked through their armor, but their will was still strong, and the battle was so fierce that it seemed to tell the grudge between the two.

The katana of the Valley of the Reeds danced like a rain shower, each blow carrying the power of destruction.

His eyes revealed unyielding resoluteness, and he wanted to do his best to defeat Xu Fu at this last moment.

Xu Fu was still calm and calm, and his Changge wave slashed out the battle intent in the sky.

His attack was like a beast, and every blow carried the momentum of destruction and destruction.

He knew that this was his last chance to win, and he must not slack off.

Suddenly, Reedingu let out a low roar and swung his katana to launch a fierce attack.

His figure quickly approached Xu Fu, and the blade cut through the air and went straight to Xu Fu's throat.

Xu Fu tried his best to dodge, but he was still cut by the blade on his cheek, and a bloody wound appeared.

The pain stimulated Xu Fu's nerves, his gaze became sharper, and his motivation to fight back was stronger.

He swung his Changge and launched a continuous attack, like a raging storm, overwhelming the sky.

Remyitani struggled to dodge, his katana slicing across the night sky in an attempt to fight back.

However, Xu Fu's reaction was extremely fast, and he quickly turned around and used Changge to block Wei Minggu's attack. The weapons of the two men collided again, making a screeching metallic sound.

The atmosphere of the battle became more and more tense, and the fate of the whole world seemed to be decided between the attack and defense of the two.

In the depths of this mountain forest, two samurai fought on the brink of life and death, their eyes full of respect and determination.

Every swing they make, every dodge they dodge, is filled with infinite wisdom and courage. This is not only a battle, but also a collision of beliefs and a contest of spirits.

Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and sweat and blood had blurred their countenances.

The clashing between Changge and the katana echoes in the night, as if telling the legend between the two samurai.

Wei Minggu's eyes became more resolute, and each of his attacks carried endless determination.

He knew that now was the time for him to counterattack, and he could not afford to hesitate any longer.

He swung his katana, the blade dancing, making a sharp knife sound, trying to find Xu Fu's flaw.

And Xu Fu also did not let his guard down, his eyes were deep and cold.

Each of his swings contained infinite power, and Changge turned into golden lightning and slashed towards the Reed Ming Valley.

He knew that if he held on a little longer, victory would be his.

Suddenly, the reed valley stepped up its attack, and the katana danced even more rapidly.

He tried to break through Xu Fu's defense with the strongest of his attacks, defeating him in one fell swoop.

His martial arts were brought to the extreme at this moment, and every swing carried endless power.

Xu Fu's figure flickered, skillfully dodging Wei Minggu's attack.

There was a sharp glint in his eyes, looking for the flaws in the other party.

He knows that now is the critical moment for a decisive victory, and he cannot be careless.

Suddenly, Wei Minggu's figure flickered, and he turned into a silver whirlwind, quickly flashing in front of Xu Fu.

Xu Fu's instincts allowed him to react in time, but Wei Minggu's attack was unpredictable, and his katana suddenly swung from the bottom up, heading straight for Xu Fu's lower plate.

Xu Fu managed to dodge the fatal blow, but his trouser leg was cut by the blade, revealing a deep wound that could be seen.

He gritted his teeth and felt the pain, but there was still a sparkle of determination in his eyes.

At this critical moment, Xu Fu decided to launch the most powerful attack.

He waved Changge, making a thunderous roar, and a golden energy burst out from Changge.

He concentrated all his forces on this blow, determined to defeat Wei Minggu once and for all.

Wei Minggu felt the powerful aura coming from Xu Fu, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He knew that if he hit, he would be seriously injured.

He hurriedly shifted his figure, trying to dodge the fatal blow.

However, Xu Fu's attack was extremely fast, and his Changge slashed through the night sky and slashed towards the Reed Ming Valley.

Wei Minggu tried his best to dodge, but he was still slashed by Changge's shoulder, and blood splattered.

The pain spread throughout Wei Minggu's body, and he let out a muffled snort, but he didn't fall.

With the last of his strength, he swung his katana and tried to fight back.

Seeing that Wei Minggu still refused to fall, Xu Fu calmly dodged the opponent's attack sideways, and then stabbed Wei Minggu in the chest with Changge.

Wei Minggu's eyes flashed with determination, and he gritted his teeth and tried to block Xu Fu's attack.

However, Xu Fu's strength was extremely strong, and Chang Ge stabbed him in the chest, and blood gushed out.

Wei Minggu's body flew backwards and fell to the ground with a muffled snort. His eyes were full of helplessness and pain.

This blow pushed his life to the last brink.

However, even so, he was reluctant to fall, and he still held the katana in his hand.

He tried to get up, but his body could no longer support him.

He wielded his katana with difficulty, trying to fight against the impending fate.

Xu Fu's gaze was cold and determined, and he knew that this was the last moment.

He swung Changge and unleashed a final attack, determined to defeat Wei Minggu once and for all.

This blow was the most powerful blow in this battle and a sign of his victory.

The two of them's katana and Changge collided again, making a deafening metal crash.

Xu Fu's attack was extremely violent, and every swing carried the momentum of destroying everything, while Wei Minggu tried his best to resist with the last of his strength.

(End of chapter)