Zhao Qingyao thought of the identity of the murderer, as if she had been struck by lightning.

However, thinking of Chen Huaiyi's talent.

Thinking of Chen Huaiyi's plan.

and a short poem written by Chen Huaiyi to her.

Still clenching his teeth.

Never go back!

Brother Zhong Yi anticipated all kinds of dangers from the beginning and asked me to keep a low profile.

However, the enemy was far sharper than expected.

And more ferocious.

However, there must be no retreat!

If even Chen Zhixiang can't bear it, how can he face a stronger and more terrifying enemy?

Therefore, taking a deep breath, he still pointed at Chen Zhixiang with his sword: "Don't talk nonsense, life and death depend on your ability!" ”

Chen Zhixiang was a little jealous.

Although this Jianghu woman is only a martial artist, her strength is good.

And there are extremely high-grade defensive magic weapons.

The background must be extraordinary!

That little girl surnamed Xiao is too!

What a hassle!

Kill can't kill.

Catch up and can't drive away.

Don't dare to be ruthless yet.

What to do?

Why don't we mess things up together?

As long as no one is killed, there is still room for mediation, as long as he succeeds in killing Chen Huaiyi and fulfills the adult's request, it is not a problem.

Thinking of this, he sneered: "Fulfill you!" ”

With that, he swung his sword and rushed towards Zhao Qingyao.

"Boom-"

The sword light is denser.

The shadowless and invisible sword qi and the dazzling sword shadow enveloped Zhao Qingyao again.

The sword qi and sword light hit Zhao Qingyao, stirring up bursts of white light, but they couldn't hurt Zhao Qingyao in the slightest.

On the contrary, Zhao Qingyao's counterattack was particularly sharp, and the fighting style forced Chen Zhixiang to retreat again and again.

True Qi is inferior to Wen Qi in all aspects.

But the destructive power is even stronger.

What's more, martial artists tend to have better physical fitness, stronger qi and blood, stronger muscles and bones, and are better at hand-to-hand combat.

If you really want to be entangled by martial artists, the Confucian and Taoist monks don't dare to take it lightly.

But.

Chen Zhixiang is not in a hurry.

Still non-stop attacking.

The sword qi was dense like rain.

"Jingle Bell—"

In a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

No one can help anyone.

But the defense layer on Zhao Qingyao's body was visibly weakened with the naked eye.

Zhao Qingyao's true qi was also gradually drying up.

True Qi cultivation is not easy.

The amount is limited.

In high-intensity battles, it is difficult for Jianghu warriors to last.

But the Confucian and Taoist monks, on the contrary, are the best at fighting protracted battles, with many skills and moves, and there is a large amount of literary energy stored in their hearts, and their ability to continue fighting is extremely strong.

What's more, Chen Zhixiang is a jinshi.

Jin Shiwen's heart is like an abyss.

Unfathomable.

The higher the grade of the Wenxin, the higher the depth and breadth of the abyss, and the quality and quantity of the stored Wenqi are also extremely amazing.

So.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, Chen Zhixiang even had a slight smile on his face: "In the face of absolute strength, desperate is a joke, not to mention that you are just a martial artist, no matter how big your background is, you are vulnerable in front of me, if you are not unwilling to make a dead hand, one move can kill you in seconds!" ”

Zhao Qingyao gritted her teeth and tried her best to urge the little remaining true qi to fight back.

Seeing this, Chen Zhixiang chanted softly, "The East China Sea is strong, and the sword shadow of the West River is lonely."

The onlookers were shocked.

"It's a trick!"

"Chen Zhixiang's fame stunt!"

"This is a poem of life and scenery composed by himself, and combines the first two sentences with swordsmanship to cultivate demigods!"

"This sword is extremely powerful, and no one can stop it at the Jinshi level!"

"This little girl is finished!"

“……”

Chen Zhixiang's voice fell, and he slashed out with a sword again.

"Whoa—"

An almost invisible sword aura flew out.

Went straight to Zhao Qingyao.

This sword qi is longer, thinner, but the speed is not very fast, like the lonely goose that sweeps over the river when the sun sets, which is quite bleak, and faintly coincides with the artistic conception of the half sentence of "Xijiang Sword Shadow Lonely".

However, a sword aura that seemed to be unhappy seemed to be an emotion called "loneliness", lingering in my heart, lingering, and coming again.

Zhao Qingyao continued to dodge, but that sword qi followed closely all the time.

Trying to block, a sword slashed down like air.

If this is repeatedly, my heart is shocked.

Shadowless Sword Chen Zhixiang really lives up to his reputation.

Seeing this, Chen Zhixiang sneered: "Abandon the sword, otherwise you will definitely die!" The old man doesn't have that much patience to play with you! ”

Zhao Qingyao clenched her teeth and reached out to grab the Qiankun bag.

Chen Zhixiang was angry: "Dare to struggle!" ”

Swing the sword again.

Two more sword qi went straight to Zhao Qingyao's wrist.

Moment.

The three sword qi hit Zhao Qingyao at the same time.

"Poof—"

Defenses are broken.

A piece of jade pendant cracked in response.

At the same time, a blood mist erupted from Zhao Qingyao's wrist.

"Hmm-"

Zhao Qingyao covered her wrist and stared at Chen Zhixiang viciously: "The old dog of the Chen family, if you have a kind, you will kill the old lady, otherwise, the old lady will destroy you sooner or later!" ”

Chen Zhixiang shook his head: "You are forcing the old man to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, since this is the case, you go and die!" ”

The words fell, and he swung his sword and slashed at Zhao Qingyao's slender neck.

Zhao Qingyao's true qi was exhausted, and she slowly closed her eyes.

But he silently recited the little poem Chen Huaiyi wrote to him in his heart.

"The mountains are edgeless...... Heaven and Earth ...... Dare to ...... with you"

in the crowd.

Zhou Chengzong frowned, hesitating to make a move.

He knew Zhao Qingyao's identity.

also knows Zhao Qingyao's true strength.

Zhao Qingyao is not Chen Zhixiang's opponent, but she has a strong ability to save her life.

As Emperor Jianning's favorite ninth princess, there is not a single life-saving treasure on her body.

Wenbao is not picky.

Even ordinary people can use it.

In particular, those Wenbao that do not need to be actively stimulated can be useful in anyone's hands.

Zhao Qingyao can continue to resist or escape.

It can be seen that Zhao Qingyao is waiting to be killed, and he does not dare to be careless.

Take out the official seal and shoot directly.

But at this moment, a voice came from inside the villa.

"The light ice and thin jade are indistinguishable, and a foot of cold light can break the clouds."

When the sound starts.

An equally almost transparent sword qi slashed down from mid-air.

It's as if it's going to break new ground.

"Whew-"

The sword light has not fallen.

A huge wave of air split the air in two, creating a huge wave of air, and dust and weeds flew to both sides, and trees even fell to both sides in unison.

The onlookers were taken by the momentum of this knife, and they couldn't help but take many steps back.

But suddenly excited.

"It's this knife again!"

"A foot of cold light can break the clouds!"

"It's coming!"

"The little wine fairy has made a move!"

"Cloud Breaker!"

"This is the legendary Cloud Breaker Knife?"

"Finally see you!"

"Oh my God, it's even more terrifying than the legendary Cloud Breaking Knife!"

"This sword qi is really like ice and jade, but it is extremely thin, somewhat similar to the shadowless sword qi, but the texture is stronger and the lethality is stronger!"

"This knife is more condensed than the first knife, and the little wine fairy's skill has increased!"

"However, the little wine fairy is only a child after all, can he defeat the famous Shadowless Sword?"

The thin, transparent but highly textured knife qi slashed from mid-air.

The sword has not arrived.

The sense of oppression has been filled.

Chen Zhixiang, who bore the brunt of the attack, was shocked and hurriedly dodged.

This knife is so terrifying?

Is this really the combat power that a child can have?

This knife is as lethal as a top jinshi!

This Chen Huaiyi, as the adult said, has a secret, and it is an earth-shattering secret.

Whoever can grasp this secret will be the next sub-saint, or even ......

Thinking of this, Chen Zhixiang's heart was hot.

At the same time, he continued to dodge horizontally, avoiding this seemingly groundbreaking knife.

Turning his head to face the villa, he snorted: "Chen Huaiyi, I finally gave it up, let's die!" ”

Then he shouted again: "Huaifeng, Huaiyu, two nephews, look at your uncle to avenge you today!" ”

The voice fell, and once again used "Xijiang Sword Shadow Lonely".

The slender and bleak sword qi went straight to Chen Huaiyi.

Chen Huaiyi, who came out of the villa, was drunk and hazy, staggering, and unaware of the danger in front of him, and even continued to pour wine into his mouth.