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Xiao Cheng was sitting in a Lamborghini, his condition was not good, just now because of the hard connection of the flying sword, his body veins were injured a lot.

"Poof!" Xiao Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood and wiped the corners of his mouth, only then did he feel better, but his strength was still too weak, otherwise he would never be injured.

At this time, he had already put the flying sword at his feet, pressed the flying sword with the Qingfeng sword, and then stepped on it with his foot. He can do it in a short period of time to block the connection between the flying sword and Wang Qiyi, but after a long time, his divine sense will definitely not be good, and once Wang Qiyi contacts the flying sword, he will definitely try his best to recall it.

Wang Qiyi is only a congenital third-order, the flying sword was trampled to death, and it was pressed by the Qingfeng sword, so it is impossible for Wang Qiyi to be successfully recalled.

Now that he has controlled Wang Qiyi's flying sword, then he has to play, Wang Qiyi definitely does not have the courage to cut off an arm, and he will not give up the flying sword, it is not that he is leading his nose away, Xiao Cheng thought of these and smiled slightly, and his snow-white teeth were full of blood.

He is not a good man and a woman, and he can be humble to those close to him, but he has always been eager to repay the enemy, since Wang Qiyi has beaten his idea, and even dealt with Table Qinglian, he will definitely not let it go.

With his drag racing ability, it was not difficult to get rid of Wang Qiyi, but he didn't want to do it, so he deliberately slowed down and let Wang Qiyi catch up.

Xiao Cheng controlled the speed of the car and kept the distance between the two cars at about 60 meters. The reason why this is done is because the radius of Wang Qiyi's divine consciousness is only about sixty meters, and if Wang Qiyi is not allowed to contact the flying sword again, then what is the fun.

Feeling that the flying sword under his feet suddenly struggled, Xiao Cheng knew that Wang Qiyi had already contacted the flying sword. The corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth hooked up a sneer, and suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the end, and Lamborghini suddenly accelerated, widening the distance from Porsche.

Driving a Porsche, Wang Qiyi only felt a tightness in his chest, his eyes were black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and sprayed on the windshield. Since the distance between the two cars was greater than the range of his divine sense, the connection with the flying sword was forcibly severed, and he was severely damaged.

Xiao Cheng saw the blood on the windshield of the Porsche through the rearview mirror, and knew that Wang Qiyi was cut off just now because of the connection with the flying sword and was counterattacked, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy, aren't you pretending to be a master? Don't you want to grab something? Now it makes you so cool that you can't breathe!

When he controlled the flying sword before, he blocked the connection of the flying sword and did not make the king weapon vulnerable, but now it is different, Xiao Cheng directly used a stupid method to forcibly cut off the connection between the king and the flying sword, so that the king weapon can be vulnerable to heavy damage.

Xiao Cheng thinks that he is indeed not Wang Qiyi's opponent, but when it comes to playing yin, Wang Qiyi is definitely not his opponent.

Xiao Cheng controlled the speed of the car, slowed down again, the distance between the two cars was shortened, Wang Qiyi got the lesson just now, this time he was obviously not so eager, and after a while, he contacted the flying sword.

This time was different from the last time, the flying sword struggled extremely violently, and Wang Qiyi obviously wanted to finish the battle. How could Xiao Cheng make it easy for the royal weapon to succeed, step on the flying sword, prevent it from breaking free, and then repeat the old trick.

The king sitting in the Porsche was easily hit again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this time, he already knew Xiao Cheng's strategy, it turned out that Xiao Cheng actually used the distance between the car to forcibly break the connection between him and the flying sword, so as to achieve the purpose of severely invading him.

But even if he knew Xiao Cheng's intentions, he had to follow Xiao Cheng's intentions, he must not lose the Natal Flying Sword, once he lost the Natal Flying Sword, it would not only be a great injury to his vitality, but also may cause him to be unable to refine the Natal Flying Sword in the future, and a cultivator without a flying sword would be equal to a cripple.

He is a congenital master, and today he actually fell to this step of the field, and was made unbearable by a kid at the peak of the foundation, he only felt extremely aggrieved, and even had an urge to vomit blood, but it seemed that he had vomited a lot of blood.

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Xiao Cheng went over and over again, more than ten times, and only felt that his heart was happy when he wanted to die when the king weapon was easy to toss.

He used the flying sword to toss the king's technique, not to mention that there is no one to come, but there is absolutely no ancient, no one will be like him, the level of divine consciousness and the real strength are very different, the person with the ability to intercept the flying sword must be higher than the opponent's strength, there is no need for this, it is not more convenient to kill directly.

This was the way he painstakingly came up with a way to deal with flying swords shortly after he was reborn, which he called 'flying a kite', and now it seems that the effect is even better than expected, and no one wants to give up flying swords.

"Young Master Xiao, I admit defeat, even if I have eyes and don't know Taishan, make a condition and return the flying sword to me!"

Xiao Cheng heard the voice of Wang Qiyi's blessing of true qi from behind him, and smiled coldly, when this is a playhouse? At this time, a sentence of admitting defeat and a few words of flattery will be over? If he had the ability to destroy the flying sword, he would have taken advantage of Wang Qiyi's time to break off the natal connection, and directly destroyed the flying sword to kill Wang Qiyi.

But then again, he really wanted to know what Wang Qiyi's identity was, what was the purpose of staying in the Xiao family, and Wang Qiyi still had some use in keeping it.

At this time, the royal weapon was miserable and colorless, his face was like gold paper, the black cloth on his face had turned crimson, and his chest was all wet with blood. His mood at this moment can only be described in four words - regret green intestines, if he had known that Xiao Cheng had the ability to intercept flying swords, let alone a jade pendant, even if Xiao Cheng had an elixir on his body, he would not act rashly.

Now I know that what he provoked turned out to be such a pervert, and he can do this kind of thing that uses flying swords to kill people, I am afraid it can only be described as perverted.

As for why Xiao Cheng was able to do this, he didn't think about it anymore, Xiuzhen was an extremely mysterious system, and anything treacherous could happen.

What he was thinking about now was how to get the flying sword back.

He wanted to cut off the natal connection many times, but he couldn't, not to mention the precious Cheng dù of this flying sword, if he lost this flying sword, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to have the natal flying sword in the future, and if he lost the flying sword, he would definitely be more traumatized.

After Wang Qiyi shouted this, he heard a playful and indifferent voice from in front of him, "The master hasn't played enough."

Hearing Xiao Cheng's response, Wang Qiyi felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, Xiao Cheng said openly that he hadn't played enough, but all he could do was sulk, and there was nothing else he could do, if Xiao Cheng wanted to continue playing, he could only be played by Xiao Cheng.

He is an innate master who is two realms higher than Xiao Cheng, and at this moment he is useless in cultivating anything, he even hopes that he himself has not reached the innate at all, so that there will be no such "burden" as a flying sword.

Xiao Cheng sat in the car, smiling wantonly, since his rebirth, Wang Qiyi has secretly done a lot of things against him, making him suffer a lot.

made Xiao Fusheng mistakenly think that he and Yujia's sister-in-law were annihilated, publicized the matter of his annihilation in the clan, and plotted against Table Qinglian, putting him in danger. It is because of Wang Qiyi's rumors that Xiao Fusheng is still thinking of a way to let Fang Yujia remarry, and this qiē is all because of Wang Qiyi.

Now the king is easy to toss again, it can only be regarded as interest, as for the capital, there are opportunities in the future, not in a hurry, put a long line to catch a big fish is this principle.

And even if he wants to clean up Wang Qiyi now, I'm afraid it's impossible, even if Wang Qiyi is hit hard, after all, he is a congenital master, and the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, he is still not an opponent.

Xiao Cheng saw several towering chimneys not far away through the car window at this time, and remembered that it should be a steelmaking plant, so he couldn't help but move in his heart, stepped on the accelerator, threw off Wang Qiyi, and rushed to the steelmaking plant.

When he came to the steelmaking plant, Xiao Cheng walked into the factory without delay and found the location of the steelmaking furnace.

At this time, the steelmaking furnace was full of red molten iron, exuding a boiling heat wave, and ordinary people could not approach it at all. Xiao Cheng's true qi protected his body, came to a commanding height, took out Wang Qiyi's flying sword, and threw it into the steelmaking furnace without hesitation.

The flying sword sparked in the boiling molten iron and disappeared.

"Don't! Don't!" Wang Qiyi rushed in from outside like a madman, shouting at Xiao Cheng on the high platform. When he saw Xiao Cheng coming to the steel mill, he knew what Xiao Cheng was going to do, but his driving skills were not as good as Xiao Cheng, and he couldn't catch up with Xiao Cheng at all.

"Hehe! I'm sorry, you're late!" Xiao Cheng looked at Wang Qiyi, who was still masked, and smiled indifferently, there was no pity in his eyes, and everything was Wang Qiyi's own fault.

Wang Qiyi knew that the most feared thing had finally happened, he looked at the fiery steelmaking furnace and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything, his expression was dejected, and then he sat on the ground and looked at Xiao Cheng blankly.

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