Song Xiaohu slashed at Zhu Zhuqing diagonally from bottom to top, and Zhu Zhuqing rolled in the air on the spot, avoiding Song Xiaohu's attack.

Zhu Zhuqing could feel that Song Xiaohu did not use all his strength against her, and every attack would leave plenty of time to react.

It seems that he wants to drag down Zhu Zhuqing, in order to provoke Song Xiaohu, just when Song Xiaohu used a playful mentality to deal with Zhu Zhuqing.

While avoiding the attack, Zhu Zhuqing did not retreat but advanced, and the Dark Moon Blade in his hand turned quickly while cutting horizontally towards Song Xiaohu.

Song Xiaohu was shocked, but he still had a hippie smile, and he didn't forget to tease while retreating backwards quickly.

"You can't do it here, but what will you do if you do?"

Do you want to compete with me? Song Xiaohu teased and stepped back, but suddenly lost Zhu Zhuqing's figure.

By the time he reacted, it was too late, and although he dodged in time, his back was still left with a long wound by Zhu Zhuqing's attack.

The wound on the inside of the garment torn by the Darkmoon Blade was very striking, and blood gushed down the wound.

Song Xiaohu cut horizontally, but Zhu Zhuqing opened the distance from him, and stared at him with a kind of smirk and mockery.

The pain of the wound coupled with Zhu Zhuqing's ridicule, Song Xiaohu was also completely awake, and at the same time, he was completely angered by Zhu Zhuqing.

"Stinky woman, it is your blessing that labor and management have taken a fancy to you, and you dare to be so ruthless. See that I don't hack you alive. ”

Song Xiaohu rushed forward with the knife in his hand, and Zhu Zhuqing retreated while parrying, without panicking at all.

But Song Xiaohu is different, the harder he pushes, the wound on his back will affect his whole body, and he will sweat profusely.

The attack became more and more violent, but Zhu Zhuqing did not panic at all, and used it to slow down to restrain the opponent's fast fight.

Seeing that every attack was easily blocked by Zhu Zhuqing, in anger, Zhu Zhuqing seized the opportunity and kicked him out.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Song Xiaohu pushed away Xiao Long, who came to support him, his eyes turned red, and he didn't have the initial arrogant appearance.

"Today I want you dead!"

In the face of such provocative words, Zhu Zhuqing was still very indifferent and did not respond to him, which made Song Xiaohu even more uncomfortable.

"Third Soul Skill - Breaking Kill!"

Song Xiaohu's sword martial soul became even larger, hanging above his head, shrouded in a layer of pale yellow mist, and at the same time emitting a faint yellow light.

"Second Soul Technique - Bloodthirsty Kill!"

Dozens of Darkmoon blades formed a giant dragon form, and a blood-red light mist enveloped the dark and golden-veined Darkmoon Blade.

The two of them pushed the soul technique at the same time, and the people on both sides stared intently at the soul technique released by the two.

Ma Hongjun saw why Zhu Zhuqing's soul technique had changed into shape, and it was clear that it was originally dozens of Dark Moon Blades, but it ended up forming a giant dragon. It even produced the sound of a dragon's groan.

"This ......"

Where did the others have the heart to look at Ma Hongjun's demeanor, all their attention is now on Zhu Zhuqing.

What Tang San thought of in his mind was that Zhu Zhuqing's soul technique would be so powerful.

One side is blood red and the other is pale yellow, and the two energies have a tendency to be incompatible.

But if you look closely, you will find that the ability on the pale yellow side is obviously being devoured little by little.

The long sword martial soul was slightly bent, but the little brothers behind Song Xiaohu were still cheering for their boss.

The time was short, and there was a "bang-" sound like a firework being set off. Not big, but not small.

The dragon head that the Dark Moon Blade turned into a dragon also fell apart at this moment, and the opponent's long knife turned into fragments and disappeared without a trace.

It's just that Zhu Zhuqing's soul technique obviously hasn't completely dissipated, the dragon's head is broken, but the dragon's body is still there, and an even more amazing scene has happened.

The Dark Moon Blade, which was originally combined, disintegrated, enveloping Yu Wei like a blade unsheathed and attacking towards Song Xiaohu.

Dai Mubai looked at the scene in front of him, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, Zhu Zhuqing kept his hand in the last entrance assessment, otherwise how could they disappear together?

Song Xiaohu's face was shocked, he didn't dare to slack off, and waved the knife in his hand while blocking the rapidly rotating Dark Moon Blade, and retreated sharply.

After being blocked by Song Xiaohu, the Dark Moon Blade scattered and flew in all directions, some inserting into the trees on the side, and some submerged into the soil.

It wasn't until the last Dark Moon Blade was knocked away that Song Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief, and the beads of sweat behind him mixed with blood had already stained his entire clothes.

Now the mixed blood dripped down the corners of his clothes and fell to the ground.

Although the wound on the back was not fatal, after such a fierce fight, the originally ruddy cheeks became much paler at the moment.

His lips were even more frighteningly white, and Song Xiaohu's arrogance was even more lost in the past.

"I won today, and I will take revenge on the future."

Song Xiaohu is not stupid, he knows that if he continues to fight, he is afraid that his life will be explained here.

He didn't expect that the power of Zhu Zhuqing's soul technique would be so powerful, not only could he easily break his soul technique but also continue to attack.

"Hehehe, want to go? Do you think you're still going to be able to walk today? ”

Zhu Zhuqing carried the slowly rotating Dark Moon Blade and walked towards Song Xiaohu step by step.

Song Xiaohu's eyes showed a hint of horror, and he saw a terrifying killing intent in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Like a cold wind blowing in winter, Song Xiaohu's body would tremble unconsciously.

"You, what do you want to do? Didn't you say okay, I'll let you take someone away when I say it? ”

Song Xiaohu's fear was not faked, but from the heart.

"Uh, did I say that? Did you just want to be cruel to my friends? If I don't show up in time at that moment, I'm afraid he will already fall here, do you think I should let you go back for someone like you? Do I dare to let you go back? ”

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Song Xiaohu with sharp eyes, and spit out word by word, like an invitation sent by the king of Hades.

Song Xiaohu was so frightened by Zhu Zhuqing's momentum that he lost the knife in his hand, but he thought about it, there were so many little brothers behind him, how could it be so easy to kill him.

"You want to kill me?"

"What? Are you also afraid of death? ”

"Then you'll have to see if you can kill me."

Song Xiaohu waved his hands, presumably to let the little brother come up to protect him, but no one came up for a long time.

Song Xiaohu turned his head in surprise to look at the junior brothers behind him, and saw that Xiao Long had fallen, and the red under him had already explained everything, and the other little brothers were so frightened that they knelt directly on the ground.

"This, how is this possible."

Tang San Xiaowu smiled proudly, just now when Xiao Long was moving forward, the two of them launched their sleeve arrows at the same time, and when they were secretly launched, Xiao Long didn't see clearly before he fell.

Those little brothers saw that Xiao Long died for no reason, where did they just take another step forward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dai Mubai and the others stopped in front of them, seeing that the two of their most powerful people were killed and injured, where did they dare to move again.

"Are you ready?"

"I'm going to pull you on my back even if I'm dead."

After saying that, Song Xiaohu was ready to mobilize his soul power to launch the final attack, which frightened Dai Mubai in the distance. Leaning forward, the body makes a running stance.