"Brother Su, hurry up, although these guys have a lot of tokens, their strength is afraid that they are sparse and ordinary," Chu Huaiyu said to Su Huai, who was walking side by side with him.

Su Huai no longer hesitated when he heard this, and rushed forward with a smile, after all, there are more monks and less porridge, so he should strike first.

A long-faced man in the snow country was running wildly in the direction of the woods on the periphery of the final battlefield, and suddenly his steps staggered, and a very thin blood line shot out from his calf, and the long-faced man felt a sharp pain in his calf, "um" A muffled snort, his right hand jumped up a few feet on the ground, and then landed on the ground with his left foot, limping forward, but before he ran a few steps, his eyes flickered, a cyan figure floated by, this cyan figure was Su Huai, his Tianluo around the sword finger 'fast, hidden, Leigh's play is perfect at the moment.

Su Huai's left hand pointed in the air, and three sword qi gushed out, and at the same time, he used the smoke step, and the Kaiyun sword in his hand also slashed mercilessly, the moves were coherent, and the sword qi flew, not giving the long-faced man a chance to breathe, when the long-faced man was tired of dealing with Su Hai, under the cover of a black figure behind him, a huge war halberd in his hand glowed with ghostly light, like a blade of death that harvested life, which was daunting.

"Bang" Chu Huaiyu's halberd easily split the sword scabbard that the long-faced man was blocking in front of him in two, and fell heavily on the ground in front of the long-faced man, Chu Huaiyu's blow was full of momentum, if it hit the person's body, there would be death and no injury, even so, the terrifying wave of qi mixed with countless gravel and soil chips hit the long-faced man, still overturning the long-faced man to the ground, followed by countless gravel and soil chips tumbling backwards and flying out.

Su Huai hurriedly followed, and with a light pick of the long sword in his hand, he picked out all the tokens on the waist of the long-faced man, and the long-faced man had already collapsed to the ground, losing his sense of battle.

Chu Huaiyu was right, the strength of the people of the Snow Country was indeed sparse and ordinary, and they could not match the combined strength of Su Huai and the others.

"Three tokens" Su Huai shook the token in his hand and smiled at Chu Huaiyu, who was walking over.

Chu Huaiyu covered Su Huai's hand, let Su Huai's hand hold the token firmly in his hand, pushed the token in the direction of Su Huai with one hand, and said, "Brother Su accepted the token first, and now it is near the exit, it is better to concentrate the token, if you collect all five, then leave as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll take it first" Su Huai didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand and put the token in his hand into his arms, and looked around, the four people in the Snow Country had all been defeated, and a few people looked in the direction of Su Huai.

"Do you really think that we are the best bully" Su Huai said silently, but a strong battle intent was aroused in his heart, and after several battles in the Zhulu Valley, Su Huai became more and more confident in his strength.

The defeat of the four people in the Snow Country completely aroused Zhou Zheng's anger, and his three years of hard work finally came to naught, his eyes turned red because of anger, and he rushed towards Huyin Mountain and Shi Longcheng, which were closest to the exit, like a mad beast.

Now there are only Mu Wuxian and Yan Lan who have successfully exited the valley, since everyone in the Snow Country cannot enter the Shifang Pagoda in full, then they will snatch the tokens of everyone present now, and the first and second will let Mu Wuxian of the Chen Kingdom and Yan Lan of the Snow Country fight, thinking like this, Zhou Zheng's heart finally calmed down a little, but the resolute expression on his face became more and more determined.

The cold light flickered, and a long sword stabbed out diagonally, so abruptly, Zhou Zheng turned around and slashed out horizontally, and the sound of swords intersecting resounded throughout the battlefield, Zong Changsheng was shocked back more than twenty steps, while Zhou Zheng only took six steps back.

"Bad my Xuantian Sect rules, there should be such an end" Zong Changsheng looked directly at Zhou Zheng and said, leaning forward and kicking the ground suddenly, Zong Changsheng moved forward in a swooping posture, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Zhou Zheng.

"You are looking for death" Zhou Zheng said angrily, only thinking about knocking down all the people present, compared to the strength Zhou Zheng has never been afraid of anyone, especially not afraid of Zong Changsheng, Zong Changsheng rushed so straight, in Zhou Zheng's opinion, Zong Changsheng's behavior is simply stupid.

Zhou Zheng held the big knife in his hand high, the true qi in his body circulated rapidly, and the strength of his whole body was used on this knife, and a layer of white true qi was wrapped above the blade, restrained and heavy, the power of this knife was not fancy, and some were just as powerful as a thousand catties.

The corners of Zong Changsheng's mouth hooked, a subtle smile floated, and the speed of the forward rush still did not decrease a bit, just when Zong Changsheng was about to approach Zhou Zheng, Zong Changsheng's wrist flipped over, and the long sword that was originally pointing at Zhou Zheng turned its head and turned into a backhand sword.

Regarding Zong Changsheng's move, Zhou Zheng didn't feel anything wrong, but Zong Changsheng knew that he couldn't take his own knife, so he changed his offense to defense.

"When" the swords intersected, Zong Changsheng's feet kicked the ground, his body slid towards Zhou Zheng's right back, and at the same time the hand holding the hilt of the sword was slightly looser, it was the blade and the blade touched, as Zong Changsheng's hand holding the sword was slightly loosened, the blade rotated ninety degrees under the pressure of the long knife, turning into a sword spine and the blade intersecting, "Wow..."The blade was close to the sword spine, sliding towards the tip of the sword, the harsh metal friction sound made people's scalps numb, the force on Zhou Zheng's knife was extremely great, the long sword in Zong Changsheng's hand had been bent into a semicircle, and when the blade slid to the tip of the sword, "When." The sword was separated, and the long sword that had been bent into a semicircle instantly stretched straight, and with a "snap", the force on the long sword came from the oppression of Zhou Zheng's big knife, but at this time, this force was skillfully returned to Zhou Zheng by Zong Changsheng, and the spine of the long sword hit Zhou Zheng firmly on Zhou Zheng's cheek.

Zhou Zheng only felt that his head was about to split, the whole half of his face was hot and painful, the swelling of his face covered his right eye to only a slit, and his head became blank because of the vibration, as if he was sleeping.

Although there are many changes in Zong Changsheng's move, but the whole process is only between lightning and flint, with the sword blade to meet the unloading force, the left hand is slightly loose and turns to the sword spine bending to accumulate power, and when the sword is separated, the curved long sword will return the opponent's strength, the greater the opponent's strength, the greater the power returned to the opponent in the end, although it sounds simple, but the whole process requires extremely fine control, even if Zong Changsheng practices so hard day and night, it can only be displayed when entering the ground level.

Zhou Zheng covered half of his face with his right hand and shook his head vigorously, and when he could see it clearly, a long sword had been pressed against his throat, Zong Changsheng's whole person looked extremely calm, but looking at Zhou Zheng's eyes was cold, Zhou Zheng was afraid, and took a small step back in panic, but as soon as Zhou Zheng retreated, Zong Changsheng's long sword advanced more than a foot forward like lightning, before Zhou Zheng retreated, Zong Changsheng's long sword was only half an inch away in front of Zhou Zheng's throat, and as Zhou Zheng retreated, Zong Changsheng's long sword had already pierced the skin of Zhou Zheng's throat。

The stinging pain in his throat made Zhou Zheng quickly calm down, and Zong Changsheng's cold eyes made Zhou Zheng realize that if he moved again, Zong Changsheng would really kill himself.

"Hand over the token," Zong Changsheng said.

Zhou Zheng reached into his arms, took out an earthy yellow token, which looked a little old, and spread it out with one hand to send it to Zong Changsheng.

"Throw it on the ground" Zong Changsheng said coldly, Zong Changsheng defeated Zhou Zheng with all his might, Zong Changsheng was not sure if Zhou Zheng would play any tricks when he sent the token, let alone guarantee that he would be able to defeat Zhou Zheng in the second fight.

Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, but in an instant, he understood Zong Changsheng's concerns, to be honest, now Zhou Zheng didn't think about playing any tricks, and threw Zhou Zheng with his hand and left the token on the ground.

Zong Changsheng's long sword was still tightly pressed against Zhou Zheng's throat, until under a white gas cover, Zhou Zheng slowly flew into the air, Zong Changsheng took back the long sword in his hand, let out a long sigh of relief, reached out and picked up the token on the ground, plus the three that he had won before and one of his own, Zong Changsheng had already made up the number of five, raised his head and looked at the people on the final battlefield, shook his head to himself, raised his footsteps, and walked slowly towards the exit.