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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Venerable Yuzhu was unexpectedly sad, but his thoughts were only buried deep in his heart. His original worry about Qian Lingzi was also reduced by half in an instant, and in his opinion, Qian Lingzi could not be compared to himself no matter what. Judging from the martial arts, it can no longer pose any threat to him.

Qian Lingzi hurriedly tidied up his sideburns and robes, looking a little decadent looking at the delicate man Wu Qing who was staring at him in front of him, as if the weathered old man was looking back at his past, it was so melancholy and lingering.

Although Wu Qing was well-informed, he still couldn't understand the strange scene in front of him. Qian Lingzi has obviously gained the upper hand, but he is so depressed, how can he not be surprised. And looking at him like an old man who has no ability to resist, it makes him even more confused.

Wu Qing couldn't help but think about every detail of the fight between the two of them, but he still didn't get anything, and the doubts in his heart became even stronger.

"What the hell are you doing, are you just admitting defeat like this?" Wu Qing finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

He had also studied Qianlingzi's martial arts in detail before, and as a challenger, especially for someone in his position, even the best friends around him had to take precautions, not to mention the unfamiliar Nanling envoy Qianlingzi.

Qian Lingzi, who was full of soreness and softness, finally half-crouched, and the ancient long sword in his hand also pierced into the ground as he crouched, so as to stabilize his swaying body.

In less than a moment, Qian Lingzi, who was half-squatting, suddenly coughed violently. This heart-wrenching cough will make anyone palpitate, for fear that they will really go to heaven if they are not careful.

Although seeing Qian Lingzi like this, Wu Qing still couldn't fully believe some of the changes that happened to him, but the only thing he was sure of was that his opportunity had come.

In the confrontation with Qian Lingzi, the difference in strength between him and Qian Lingzi may not be able to see the subtleties in it, but he has experienced it himself. In the eyes of the other party, his trick seemed to be child's play, and he was cracked by the other party so lightly, which was simply a shame that he had never encountered.

The opportunity is in front of him, and Wu Qing is a person who is good at seizing opportunities, so he made a move. This is also what he has learned for many years, and he will not give up lightly, even if it is just a little, for any chance of victory that can be assured.

Wu Qing flew into the air, holding a snow-white short ruler and attacking forward again. The only difference was that the dagger was changed to a short ruler, and the short ruler no longer turned as it did at the beginning.

In Wu Qing's subconscious, only this straightforward approach is the most practical and efficient. In his opinion, any hesitation could lead to a missed opportunity, and he would not allow himself to make such a mistake.

Qian Lingzi remained unconcerned, as if he was completely ignorant of Wu Qing's merciless blow, as if he had really completely lost the ability to resist.

Wu Qing smiled with relief, the smile on his face was so bright, this was the first time he had laughed so freely since this southern expedition. He seemed to see the helplessness of Qian Lingzi when she died, and the screams when she was dying lingered in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Qing had already attacked in front of him, and Qian Lingzi still didn't seem to have the slightest reaction.

However, careful people will be surprised to find that just when Wu Qing jumped to the highest point in mid-air, Qian Lingzi's strange eyebrows were raised, and a trace of joy contained deep meaning, as if there was another deep meaning.

Wu Qing, who was only focused on a quick decision, would notice the slightest change in Qianlingzi's gods, and he still moved the same to Qianlingzi's half-ambushed place, handing the snow-white short ruler fiercely.

The beautiful young woman Hong Aya looked at the imposing Wu Qing and the depressed and weak Qian Lingzi strangely, but she was not happy at all. Just when she thought that Wu Qing was going to take down the other party lightly, the strange change of the other party's god had already produced a lingering shadow in her heart.

She felt the urge to shout, but she knew she couldn't. At this time, if she reminds her loudly, then she will have a solid relationship with Wu Qing. When the time comes, not only will the alliance not be forgiven, but even the Confucian monarch will not allow her.

The rules of the alliance stipulate that in the process of the "Mandate of Heaven" ruling, no one in the alliance can help. And the Confucian monarch who defy the sky is even more ruthless, and he is not so elegant as he seems on the surface.

Hong Aya secretly glanced at the elegant middle-aged man who was watching the situation in the field from behind, and there was a trace of fear flashing in her beautiful eyes, for fear that others would see something.

Wu Qing's offensive had not changed at all, but Qian Lingzi was slightly on one side, and his left hand had been clenched tightly at some point. The quaint long sword inserted in the ground also faintly emerged with an ancient orange-red sè. It's as light as clear water, and if you don't pay attention to it, you really can't find a single bit.

Seeing that Wu Qing's snow-white short ruler was close in front of him, and it was only a few feet away from penetrating Qian Lingzi's heart, Hong Aya couldn't help but get nervous.

However, things don't always work out the way people want them to.

Just when people were nervous, Qian Lingzi moved, and the movement was so sudden, and it was so unexpected.

Qian Lingzi's clenched left hand suddenly hooked, and three small black balls spun around in the withered yellow palm. Immediately after that, his left hand flew forward, and the three round balls intertwined with each other in an extremely strange arc towards Wu Qingfei.

Qian Lingzi half-squatted on the ground, and with a slight kick of his right foot on the ancient long sword, a pinch of dust flew up, and it also sprinkled towards Wu Qingfei with three round balls.

And Qian Lingzi himself then raised his sword to meet him, without giving Wu Qing any chance to react. If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, you'll be killed.

Wu Qing, who was secretly rejoicing at the imminent victory, suddenly saw three black balls flying towards him, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

And immediately after the three goals, there was a pinch of dirt, and even Qian Lingzi himself attacked directly with momentum, this sudden and fierce attack really caught him off guard.

Wu Qing himself is also very human, but his movements are already old, and his body is already in mid-air, where is there a way to change his moves and dodge.

When the situation was urgent, Wu Qing resolutely threw out the snow-white short ruler in his hand, and he didn't care about using any skill.

The snow-white short ruler and the three black sè balls collided violently, and the black sè balls kept circling and hitting on the snow-white short ruler. Oddly enough, there was no violent explosion as expected.

The small ball suddenly burst open after hitting the short ruler more than ten times, and the red, white and blue three liquid columns sprayed out of the bursting ball, and the whole snow-white short ruler was instantly wrapped in three sè liquid.

However, after a while, the blue, red, and white three-sè liquid on the snow-white short ruler quickly fused into a purple sè gelatin. Immediately after, a green smoke with a scorching smell rose from above the short ruler, and the short ruler, which was still extremely shiny, dimmed in the blink of an eye.

The pinch of dirt also flew to the short ruler wrapped in purple and black sè at this time, and the short ruler was knocked down and flew back, carrying the scorched green smoke straight towards Wuqing in mid-air.

Wu Qing looked at the flying ruler in shock, he couldn't care about anything painful, this short ruler had obviously suffered a lot of damage.

At this time, he couldn't care about it. The three black balls thrown by Qian Lingzi could even corrode his short ruler into such an appearance, let alone flesh and blood.

It was too late for him to react, and he hurriedly reached out and pulled it on his body. Immediately afterwards, he turned his robe towards the flying purple and black sè short ruler, and quickly pulled it to the side, and the robe was instantly pierced by the short ruler. With the help of this pull, Wu Qing also had to avoid the scourge of rotting bones and turning corpses.

Although Wu Qing avoided the short ruler as he wished, the quaint long sword that followed by Qian Lingzi was even more dangerous. He was powerless to avoid it anymore.

Wu Qing's eyes widened as he looked at the simple long sword handed over and the simple sè on the long sword, he wanted to dodge but couldn't do it.

Qian Lingzi held the ancient long sword and stabbed mercilessly into Wu Qing's chest with the power of a thousand jun.

It was so abrupt that at the moment of death, Wu Qing glanced at Hong Aya with tears in his eyes, full of sadness and reluctance, and there were thousands of words beyond words.

Hong Aya suddenly felt a hot current in her body rushing straight to her brain, and her mind was instantly stunned, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of despair that was itchy all over her body.