Zhuang Sanxing saw that the kid in front of him had already started to run his true qi, he didn't dare to stay longer, and immediately rushed towards Qin Yuan.

Zhuang Sanxing swung his sword blade like lightning, the sword aura was fierce, and the sword light was dazzling, as if the entire mountain was shrouded in sword qi.

Qin Yuan dodged flexibly, his fists dancing, his fists were like a storm, and each punch contained amazing power.

After fifty rounds passed, Zhuang Sanxing was safe and sound, but Qin Yuan was hit several times, and blood spurted out like a spring.

However, Qin Yuan did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but was even more angry, and a powerful momentum erupted from his whole body, and his eyes flashed with determination.

Zhuang Sanxing felt the momentum on Qin Yuan's body, and a hint of appreciation appeared on his face. He knew that when the kid in front of him had already shown his true strength, this battle would be even more intense.

Swords and fists intertwined, and each collision seemed to detonate a spark in the air.

Zhuang Sanxing's swordsmanship is extremely powerful, and each sword carries the power of destruction.

And Qin Yuan's boxing rules are flexible and changeable, and each punch contains infinite wisdom.

Their figures staggered in the night, and the shadows of swords and fists intertwined into a thrilling picture.

Zhuang Sanxing followed him like a shadow, his swordsmanship was smart, and his sword momentum was like a huge wave, instantly forcing Qin Yuan into a desperate situation. And Qin Yuan overcame rigidity with softness, his fist was like electricity, and he smashed Zhuang Sanxing one after another.

Time passed like flowing water, and the figures of the two were already soaked with sweat, but neither of them flinched.

Finally, with a loud bang, after Qin Yuan's fist collided with Zhuang Sanxing's sword, the two of them took several steps back at the same time.

After the battle, the two people who stood still looked at each other.

Qin Yuan's body stiffened, and he didn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, his body was full of sword wounds, and fortunately nothing hurt him.

Looking at Zhuang Sanxing again, he looked safe and sound.

"Boy, the kung fu is good, but you still can't beat me after all."

Zhuang Sanxing looked at Qin Yuan with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

At this time, Ah Cheng, who was sitting in the car, was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, he saw that Qin Yuan couldn't beat the other party, but he couldn't help.

"Hey, that's how good it is." Ah Cheng saw Qin Yuan not far from him, his mind was running rapidly, and then he was thinking about how to help Qin Yuan.

Suddenly, he remembered that when he was leaving, Chen Bin gave him a sharpshooter with three rounds of ammunition.

Thinking of this, Ah Cheng hurriedly ran to take out the gun and put the bullet in the chamber.

"Boy, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for messing with people you shouldn't have."

At this moment, Zhuang Sanxing walked coldly to Qin Yuan's side, ready to deliver the final fatal blow to him.

At this moment, Qin Yuan felt the breath of death rapidly approaching.

"Huh."

The long sword slid through the air and stabbed towards Qin Yuan's throat, and at this moment, Qin Yuan also closed his eyes helplessly and gave up resistance.

However, just as Zhuang Sanxing was about to send out the last sword, he stopped on the black car not far away.

The car door opened, and Ah Cheng stepped out of the car.

Cheng took out a black sharpshooter from the car and loaded it with special bullets.

Ah Cheng raised his spear and aimed at Zhuang Sanxing in front of him.

He knew very well in his heart that only at this moment could he accurately hit Zhuang Sanxing and pull Qin Yuan back from the brink of death.

Ah Cheng pressed the trigger, and after a gunshot, a bullet flew out of the sharpshooter.

With a blue light, the bullet instantly passed through the air and headed for Zhuang Sanxing.

The bullet was like a bolt of lightning, quickly approaching Zhuang Sanxing's body.

Just when the bullet was about to hit Zhuang Sanxing, Zhuang Sanxing noticed something unusual, he put away the long sword in his hand, quickly turned around, and dodged to the side.

However, as he dodged, the bullet also turned around and struck at him.

"Bang."

Eventually, the bullet caught up with him and made a loud noise.

Zhuang Sanxing was attacked by bullets, and the smoke curled like a grenade hitting him.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

Qin Yuan saw that the bullet from this pistol could not only track, but also be extremely powerful, and asked Zhuang Sanxing curiously.

Dubbed the "Soul Chaser," the bullet has a tracking function that allows it to lock onto its target with precision. ”

"The power of each bullet is no less than that of a grenade."

"At this time, when I was leaving, the old man Chen Bin handed it to me, and he specially instructed me that this bullet is precious, there are only three, and you must not use it until you have to do it."

Ah Cheng said as he looked into the smoke in the distance, and when he saw the billowing smoke, he thought that Zhuang Sanxing had to die.

"Ah Cheng, you can get my package in the car for me."

Qin Yuan was in pain all over, and now he just wanted to take out an elixir from the package to heal his injuries.

"yes, okay."

Zhuang Sanxing obediently went to the car, took out the package, and handed it to Qin Yuan.

But at this moment, his eyes were filled with fear.

After the smoke cleared, Zhuang Sanxing seemed to have not been harmed by any bullets.

He stood there unharmed, staring sharply at Ah Cheng.

"Looks like your weapons aren't enough against me." Zhuang Sanxing sneered.

Ah Cheng's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Zhuang Sanxing to be able to easily defuse his attack.

Qin Yuan also discovered the current situation, he didn't have time to think about it, he quickly took out the healing pill and put it in his mouth, and then whispered:

"Ah Cheng, help me hold on for a while, I'll go get the weapon."

After speaking, Qin Yuan walked towards the car.

Zhuang Sanxing noticed something unusual, and he jumped forward and attacked Qin Yuan.

After hearing Qin Yuan's command, Ah Cheng raised his spear again and aimed at Zhuang Sanxing.

This time, he decided to give it a go and use the ultimate skill of the sharpshooter.

He pressed the button on the sharpshooter, and the sharpshooter began to glow brightly.

Ah Cheng's eyes became firm and determined, and he pinned all his hopes on this blow.

The bullets from the sharpshooter flew out again, this time faster and more accurately.

The bullet tracked Zhuang Sanxing's figure, quickly shuttling through the air.

Zhuang Sanxing's eyes became nervous, and he felt the threat from the bullet.

However, just as the bullet was about to hit Zhuang Sanxing, he suddenly rose into the air, and after a beautiful backflip, he took out his long sword and shot at the bullet.

"Boom."

After a loud bang, Zhuang Sanxing dodged the fatal blow.

But the recoil of the bullet shook him backwards.

Zhuang Sanxing landed on the ground, and his eyes became even colder.

At this time, Qin Yuan had just entered the car and carefully rummaged for the Finger Tiger.

"Boy, I think you're looking for death."

"Well, I'll kill you first."

Zhuang Sanxing walked over to Ah Cheng, and Ah Cheng raised his spear, ready to attack again.

"You're a good opponent, but your weapons aren't enough to threaten me." Zhuang Sanxing said, his voice with a hint of disdain.

Ah Cheng's heart tightened, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

But he pulled the trigger anyway.

"Bang."

The bullets of the third lesson whistled away, coming towards Zhuang Sanxing with precision.

"Boom."

Zhuang Sanxing's wrist flipped out, and a stone flew out, colliding with the bullet, and a burst of smoke was emitted in an instant.

"It seems that your weapons are not incapable of harming me right now."

Zhuang Sanxing sneered, and at the same time, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, his palm flipped over, the blade of the sword flashed, and a cold light rushed out of the darkness like lightning, hitting Ah Cheng's throat.

Ah Cheng couldn't see the other party's moves clearly at all, but he felt that a cold air was coming towards his neck.

"When."

At this moment, Qin Yuan jumped out of the car, with a dark finger tiger in his hand, and punched towards Zhuang Sanxing's long sword.

Zhuang Sanxing only felt a huge force coming from his wrist.

The force was so great that it almost knocked the long sword in his hand away.

Zhuang Sanxing's expression changed suddenly, and he kept looking at the swarthy finger tiger in Qin Yuan's hand.

When he saw the finger tiger in Qin Yuan's hand, he immediately felt a murderous aura.

The plain pattern on the surface of the finger tiger seems to have been specially designed for killing.

Its color is black iron, exuding a heavy and sharp feeling. The edges are smooth and sharp, shimmering like cold light.

"What kind of weapon are you?"

Zhuang Sanxing asked curiously.

"Finger Tiger."

Qin Yuan said coldly.

"Nonsense, I don't know he means a tiger yet?"

"I'm asking you what material he's made of."

Zhuang Sanxing asked.

"Oh, you mean this."

"I told you this at the beginning, it's made by Xuantie."

"It's just that you don't give me a chance to take it."

When Qin Yuan said this, his eyes became cold.

"How did you get this?"

Zhuang Sanxing asked eagerly.

"It doesn't matter how you came here, the important thing is that you will die at my hands today."

"My finger tiger kills those who are unfilial."

Qin Yuan secretly pointed at Zhuang Sanxing and said.

The expression on Zhuang Sanxing's face, which had always been calm, was also a little unsightly at the moment, and he said coldly: "Hmph, is it? ”

"My Throat Piercing Sword is not a vegetarian either, and today I want to see if my half-dark iron can compete with yours."

"Okay, Zhuang Sanxing, today's battle, let's prove whose weapon is more powerful!"

Qin Yuan said in a firm tone.

Zhuang Sanxing smiled slightly, didn't say much, his palm flew up, and he stabbed towards Qin Yuan with his sword.

Qin Yuan was not to be outdone, with a finger in his hand, he mingled with the other party.

The two clashed again, and the sword light and fist shadow were intertwined again.

Qin Yuan's strength gradually increased, and his fist skills became more aggressive.

Zhuang Sanxing also felt Qin Yuan's persistence and determination, he didn't dare to be careless, and went all out to deal with Qin Yuan's offensive.

The battle became more intense, and the forces of the two collided in the mountains and forests. The sound of swords and fists clashing resounded through the mountains, and a thick murderous aura filled the air.

However, this time, Qin Yuan's strength really increased, his fists became more and more aggressive, and although Zhuang Sanxing still maintained a strong combat power, he began to feel the pressure.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the gap between Qin Yuan and Zhuang Sanxing gradually narrowed.

Qin Yuan's fists were extremely powerful, and each punch contained infinite power.

Zhuang Sanxing's swordsmanship is sharp and swift, and each sword carries the power of destruction.

Dozens of rounds later, Zhuang Sanxing swung his sword and stabbed towards Qin Yuan, and Qin Yuan also swung his fist towards the throat sword.

"Bang."

After a loud bang, the Knuckle Tiger collided with the Throat Piercing Sword.