"Come on!"

Song Zhong clenched the long sword, and there was endless fighting intent in his eyes.

As a swordsman, you should be sharp, move forward bravely, and live to die!

The more he dodges, the more flaws he will have!

Can't hide anymore!

Even if you die, die at the hands of a first-class master, it is not a loss of face!

"Hubris! You will pay for your hubris!"

The sword flower blooms, dazzling and gorgeous.

Two swordsmen draw their swords at the same time, one swordsman is quick with swordsmanship, and the other swordsman is vicious.

At the first moment of fighting, both sides each felt the killing intent coming from the other's sword.

Song Zhong is worthy of the name of "one sword to the end", and his swordsmanship is not much inferior to the first-class master of the man in black.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The man in black drew his sword and fought slowly and quickly.

Completely suppressed Song Zhongda!

Song Zhonghu's mouth was numb, his arms were numb, and even if he took off the iron armor on his body, he didn't let his speed increase much.

Seeing that Song is about to be defeated!

In this long night of fighting, no matter who is on both sides, once they lose, it is death.

"Although your sword is very powerful, you have no sword intent, only sword qi, you are going to be defeated!"

The long sword of the man in black fell heavily, directly slashing Song Zhong's head!

"Boom!"

Song Zhong raised his sword to block, but was defeated by a powerful sword, his left leg could not be supported, and he knelt on one knee and fell to the ground.

The man in black exerted force in his hand, and the long sword fell down fiercely.

He is a first-class master, and his internal strength and strength are far greater than Song Zhong's, and Song Zhong is pressed with one hand to make it difficult for Song Zhong to breathe.

Song Zhong clenched the long sword with both hands to compete with it, refusing to relax even a little, even if it was a little relaxed, the opponent's sword would fall down!

The opponent's sword is so powerful that if it falls, I am afraid that it will directly smash him into serious injuries and lose the strength to fight again.

Feeling the power coming from the opponent's sword getting stronger and stronger, he felt a trace of despair in his heart.

"Are you going to lose?"

Song Zhong's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He finally survived in this world, and now he is going to die again, how can he be willing?

"I'm not reconciled!

Song Zhong clenched his teeth, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, nosebleeds flowed from his nose for no reason, the green tendons on his forehead were hideous, and the muscles on his body bulged.

Under pressure, his left leg slowly stood up!

"Fuck you, a first-class master!"

Song finally used all his strength to let out the most unwilling cry in his life.

"Ahh

With all his strength, the second-rate master actually picked the sword of the first-class master!

The first-class master was overwhelmed by the momentum of the second-rate master, and his body involuntarily took a step back!

"Boom!"

At this moment, a sword hidden in the darkness was unsheathed.

Dressed in white, holding a long sword, his body looks like a wild goose rising into the air, the long sword is like the claw of a wild goose, and the sound of the long sword released in the air is inexplicably like the cry of a wild goose.

"Poof!"

The sword of the woman in white viciously pierced the opponent's chest!

From the back, a sword pierced the body, and the tip of the sword came out of the chest.

The man in black was terrified, and wanted to turn around to see who the person behind him was, but unexpectedly, Song Zhong swung out a sword and cut off his head!

The skull flew high, blood gushing out of the chest, from the neck where the skull was missing.

The woman in white could feel the remorse of this first-class master.

The flying head, although covered by a black scarf, revealed eyes that were wide open, and she seemed to see a deep sense of remorse in his eyes.

He seemed to regret that he didn't watch out for others, and he seemed to hate that Song Zhong actually had helpers.

At the moment when his head flew up, he saw a lot, Song Zhong, who was not lightly injured, the girl in white with a charming appearance, and the long sword that the girl pulled out of her back...

However, it was all over with the fall of his body.

His head, falling into the valley with the wind, was afraid that it would be taken by some wild beast.

Song Zhong was already weak, and the sword that cut off the opponent's head was only done with all the strength of his body.

He was already slumped on the ground, gasping for air.

He was so tired that the swordsman's most important sword was too much to put away.

"You're not dead, are you?" Mo Xiaoxuan stepped forward and helped Song Zhong.

"If you don't come again, I'll die. Song Zhong grinned, blood between his white teeth.

"I'll help you in to rest, I have a healing pill, you may be able to get better soon after you take it. Mo Xiaoxuan said.

"Wait, this corpse is also left behind the cliff. ”

Song Zhong's eyes were firm.

"Why? Shouldn't you leave the body behind and slowly find out the person's origin tomorrow?"

Song Zhong shook his head and said, "I want to see how many people this enemy will send to kill me!" Besides, this corpse is useless, and the most identifiable head has fallen into the cliff, so it is best to throw the corpse down as well, making it look like no one has come to assassinate me tonight, presumably the enemy will continue to send people at that time." ”

Mo Xiaoxuan was surprised, this Song Zhong's courage was really big.

A first-class master almost killed him tonight.

He actually had to wait for other first-class masters to come and assassinate him.

His eyes were firm, and his body revealed a fearless momentum.

Mo Xiaoxuan blinked, thinking to herself that if he left the corpse behind, waited for the guards to wake up tomorrow, or thoroughly investigated this person through the resources of her holy woman, the enemy family might receive the news and no longer dare to come to assassinate him.

And he actually wanted to hide it.

He wants to challenge his own limits, and he wants to challenge the bottom line of the enemy.

"What's wrong, you don't want to help me?" Song Zhong grinned and said, "Although I have no strength, I still have the ability to throw the body off the cliff, otherwise you let me go and I'll solve it myself." ”

In the darkness of the night, the two looked at each other.

She seemed to understand this man's mentality.

Immediately, she not only threw the body off the cliff, but also erased all the blood stains that had been thought about over the cliff.

This move made Song Zhong praise, and this is what he wanted.

In a cave.

The flames of the fire radiated warmth, and the wounded swordsman involuntarily moved closer.

After taking the healing pill given by Mo Xiaoxuan, the swordsman's body was slowly recovering.

He tried to bend his fingers and forcibly resist the sword of the first-class master, causing his arm to not regain its strength until now, and the first-class master was indeed terrifying.

However, he believes that as long as he survives this night, his injuries will be able to recover to three or four percent.

As for full recovery, it may take a day.

Turning his head to look at the girl in white sitting cross-legged, the girl in white should be diligently cultivating internal strength.

I wonder if she used to be so diligent.

His eyes showed a desire for power.

He must become the best master so that no one will dare to do anything to him again!

Be sure to stand at the top of the world!

Without the slightest sense of defense, he completely handed over his safety to the girl in white next to him.

With great determination, the wounded swordsman fell into a deep sleep.

"This time, count me Song to owe you a lot. ”

In the darkness of the night, the swordsman's muttered dream was heard.

The flames hit the face of the girl in white, and the girl in white showed a smile. It's a pity that no one can see this smile.

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