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"You are spewing blood, when did Gongzi Wen say such a thing, he can't beat it himself, so he wants Master to help you out, you are still not a man!"

Well, sometimes straightforward girls are indeed a little cute, Wen Yi thought to herself.

"Heh, whether it's a man or not, you'll know sooner or later, Master, kill that kid first. Zheng Kexuan pointed at Wen Yi and said with a sinister smile.

"Boy, how can you humiliate the Yanping County Palace, take your life. Feng Xifan smiled coldly and said, stepping forward, the long sword in his hand was stabbed at Wen Yidang's chest.

Feng Xifan's internal strength and strength are above Wen Yi, he naturally can't take the white blade empty-handed, and glanced at Zheng Kexuan at Shuang'er, Wen Yi's feet were light, and his body was already suddenly retreating, not fighting Feng Xifan head-on at all.

There happened to be a forest next to the road here, and Wen Yi dodged into the woods, leaning on those big trees to avoid Feng Xifan's sharp swordsmanship.

Wen Yi has not learned any martial arts of the blade, and he really suffers a little bit from the master with his bare hands, it seems that it is time to find a weapon to practice his hands, just relying on a dagger, it is very easy to deal with those whose strength is lower than his own, but it is not so easy to use when he meets a real master.

Feng Xifan's swordsmanship is sharp, and his body skills are far better than Wen Yi, who has just practiced light skills for more than a month, if he is not blocked by trees, I am afraid that Wen Yi will be stabbed to death under the sword in a few moves.

"I heard that there was no blood in a sword Feng Xifan was shameless, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation, and it was actually shot at a junior and spread it, but I had to laugh and be generous. Wen Yi narrowly dodged a sword, and the yin and yang strange qi dao.

"That is, my master said that the most useless people in the rivers and lakes are those who only dare to shoot at their juniors. Ke answered.

Feng Xifan said angrily: "Dog men and women, there will be your good fruits to eat later." A sword stabbed at Wen Yi.

Wen Yi dodged sideways, and the long sword slashed through his clothes, piercing his sleeve and sinking into the human-sized tree behind him.

Wen Yi, who had been dodging and didn't make a move, suddenly raised his hand, and a black light flashed, and the long sword that sank into the big tree was broken by the same handle. The figure no longer retreated, but directly crashed into Feng Xifan, and the dagger in his hand was also stabbed in the chest.

Feng Xifan only felt that the long sword in his hand was light, and when he saw Wen Yi coming, he was still vaguely holding a dagger in his hand, so he didn't hurry, and returned the sword to Wen Yi.

It's just that there was only one hilt left in this sword, and the indifferent look on Feng Xifan's face couldn't hold it at all, he threw away the hilt in his hand, and grabbed Wen Yi's wrist with his backhand, wanting to restrain Wen Yi's hand holding the dagger first.

Being able to cut off his sword, Feng Xifan also noticed the strangeness of the dagger in Wen Yi's hand, and did not dare to touch the dagger easily.

However, in his opinion, although Wen Yi's martial arts are not bad, he is still young, and his internal strength is far from being comparable to him.

The corners of Wen Yi's mouth turned up slightly, Feng Xifan, who did not have a sword, the threat was reduced a lot, if he just competed in his hands, even if his internal strength was not as good as his internal strength, Wen Yi still had the confidence to fight a few moves, at least take a look at the gap between himself and the middle stage of the Inner Breath Realm.

The wrist of the right hand of the dagger he was holding turned around, and although Feng Xifan easily avoided it, it also forced him to be unable to grasp Wen Yi's wrist.

And Wen Yi took this opportunity to take a step forward with his left foot, and a left Japanese punch was smashed towards Feng Xifan's chest.

Feng Xifan's face was slightly gloomy and he took half a step back, and he didn't dodge, and directly slapped his palm to meet Wen Yi's fist.

With a snap, Wen Yi only felt that this palm seemed to be slapping on the wall, and there was a strong internal force surging from his hand, and there was a feeling of soreness and numbness immediately on his hand.

Staggering back three steps, Wen Yi dodged behind the tree, avoiding a grappling hand from Feng Xifan who was following closely, and looked at Feng Xifan who was pressing tightly with a solemn expression.

The gap between the middle and early stages of the Inner Breath Realm was indeed larger than he imagined, and the internal strength that Feng Xifan had accumulated through decades of hard work was not comparable to the internal strength he had accumulated in less than a month.

However, there must also be benefits of the Heavenly Rank Exercises, otherwise the palm he and Feng Xifan had just faced each other would probably not be as simple as taking three steps back.

"Boy, where did you come from?" Feng Xifan had completely put away his contempt at this time, and looked at Wen Yi with some jealousy.

"Shuang'er, arrest Zheng Kexuan. Wen Yi did not answer Feng Xifan's words, but shouted loudly.

"Good. Shuang'er responded, and rushed towards Zheng Kexuan with an arrow step, with her kung fu, it should not be difficult to win against Zheng Kexuan.

"Er dare!" Feng Xifan's face changed, and he was about to turn around and rush in the direction of Zheng Kexuan and Shuang'er.

"Feng Xifan, your opponent is here. Wen Yi chuckled, took the dagger, and punched at Feng Xifan's heart.

Although there is a gap, but this gap is not too big and outrageous, after entering the inner breath realm, Wen Yi has not met a suitable opponent to compete, just use him to practice.

As long as Shuang'er restrains Zheng Keyan, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, the ultimate initiative is still in his hands.

"Gongzi Wen, I'm here to help you!" At this time, Ah Ke's voice came from the side, this big beauty with big nerves actually rushed towards Feng Xifan with a long sword.

"Ah Ke, don't mess around!" Ah Qi was startled, and hurriedly shouted, even Wen Yi is not an opponent, Ah Ke stepped forward, wouldn't it be a sheep into the tiger's mouth.

"Haha, it's a good time!" Feng Xifan was not angry but happy, his hand reached back, and he stretched out two fingers to clamp Ah Ke's long sword, and with a twist of his wrist, he had already snatched the sword in his hand, and his backhand slapped it towards Ah Ke's chest.

"I can't help but boast. Wen Yi rolled her eyes, but she didn't want to see such a flower-like girl die in front of her, the key was that people still wanted to come forward to save her.

"Old turtle, look at the sword!" Wen Yili shouted.

Feng Xifan was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, returning his sword to defend in front of him, for fear that Wen Yi would take the opportunity to sneak attack.

After Wen Yi called out, he didn't really step forward, but grabbed the waist of Ah Ke, who was unstable because the long sword was snatched, and suddenly stepped back.

"The erector deceives the old man!" Feng Xifan raised his eyebrows upside down and stepped forward with his sword. (To be continued.) )