Listening to the cold laughter of the group of black-clothed people around him, Qiu Xin subconsciously hugged the essence flint in his arms a lot, thinking, I'm afraid that this time it was more auspicious and less auspicious, and he didn't die in the pit, but he was going to fall into the hands of this group of people again, and he couldn't help but regret his decision to return here, a little reckless.

At this time, Qiu Xin asked again, "Now that your goal has been achieved, if you work hard again...... " Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the black-clothed protector directly pulled out his knife and slashed at Qiu Xin.

Feeling the light of Huo Huo's knife, Qiu Xin stepped back with both arms, wanting to destroy the essence flint in his arms, but what he didn't expect was that this essence flint was extremely hard, far better than other stones, even if his dantian true qi was far better than before, it would be difficult to shake it.

No wonder these people are not afraid of destroying this thing, it turns out that they have no fear, Qiu Xin immediately took a deep breath when he saw this, raised the essence flint above his head, and smashed it towards the door of the comer, Nie Heng was not afraid at all when he saw this, he held the knife in his right hand, and his left hand was attached to the blade of the knife, placing it across his chest, and then there was a sound of Jin Ge fighting.

The essence flint didn't fly out far, and it was blocked by Nie Heng's volley, and then a muffled sound came from Nie Heng's mouth, his breath was chaotic, he was a little big, he didn't expect Qiu Xin's strength to be so big, he accidentally suffered a small loss, and the tiger's mouth hurt.

And Li Daolin, who was standing on the side, saw this with a different face, thinking that he already knew about the repair of the Qiuxin Dantian, the silver-faced man and the person with the hat covering his face were still motionless, looking at the center of the stone room, and Nie Heng was a little embarrassed when he saw that the blow was not successful, so he put the knife down and held it in his hand.

Then he rushed towards Qiu Xin at a faster speed, and the knife was raised higher and higher in his hand, not giving Qiu Xin a chance to breathe, and finally shouted loudly, and slashed down at Qiu Xin's neck with a thunderous momentum.

Qiu Xin fought with Nie Heng briefly in the inn, although Qiu Xin was caught off guard at that time, and was forced down by Nie Heng with a hidden weapon, and there was a man in black who surrounded him at that time, and he was knocked unconscious and arrested without using all his strength, but at that time, after bearing Nie Heng's blow head-on, Qiu Xin felt that he was far from this person's opponent.

Even if his dantian has recovered now, and his true qi is much stronger than before, but this knife can never be shaken, as soon as he thought of this, Qiu Xin pushed away the black-clothed man behind him, pulled out the saber at his waist, held the sword with both hands, and stabbed forward, it was with the knife into a sword, using the sword into a sword, using the one hundred and eight sword moves in the "Divine Sword Technique".

Nie Heng saw that Qiu wanted to confront him head-on, so he said a word, and he didn't measure his strength, followed the original trajectory, and slashed down.

Qiu Xin's eyes flashed brightly, without pause, but he blocked Nie Heng's blow in mid-air, and no matter how Nie Heng tried his strength, the knife in his hand couldn't move an inch, Nie Heng roared when he saw this, and drew the knife and slashed towards Qiu Xin's arms, but what he didn't expect was that Qiu Xin blocked it again steadily.

If you talk about internal force, Nie Heng doesn't know how much it is higher than Qiu Xin, but every time he is blocked by Qiu Xin, Nie Heng is already furious, he has to move, and finally uses all his strength, but after dozens of moves, Nie Heng still didn't hurt Qiu Xin at all, he was also full of calm, stopped the movements in his hands, and looked Qiu Xin up and down.

At this time, the three people outside the arena didn't know why, Ming Ming Qiuxin's knife in his hand seemed to be a random blow, nothing new, but it could block Nie Heng's offensive, and after a long pause, he suddenly heard the person wearing a hat on his head say, "I didn't expect it to be a master with a sword." ”

The silver-faced man also nodded slightly, looking at the field, but he didn't mean to make a move, and he didn't know how Nie Heng would deal with it.

Nie Heng was very aggrieved at this time, his internal strength was far superior to him, but whenever he was about to cut him, Qiu Xin would make a knife at a tricky angle, so that he would have no strength, but he couldn't use it, after many temptations, Nie Heng also realized that it was not possible to blindly use brute force.

At this time, although Qiu Xin on the other side barely resisted Nie Heng's attack, he also lowered his body, panting heavily, and his whole body was in a cold sweat, although he relied on the subtle moves in the "Divine Sword Technique", he could find the weakness of Nie Heng's move every time, and use his greatest strength to attack his weakest place, but even so, he underestimated Nie Heng's strength.

The knife fell, all shook the ground, the heart of the tiger hurt, the blood and qi surged, the high level of its skill, it can be seen, at this time Nie Heng did not make progress with the knife, simply abandoned the knife and did not use it, the whole person stepped down, and every inhale and exhale in the mouth and nose carried the power that made people palpitate, with a breath and an exhale, his robe also stirred, and his body was also tall.

Seeing this, Qiu Xin didn't know what Nie Heng was doing, but he also knew in his heart that he couldn't let him go on like this, so he used his sword trick and stabbed at Nie Heng, what he didn't expect was that the tip of the knife stopped three inches in front of Nie Heng, which made Qiu Xin's heart frightened, and he hurriedly withdrew the knife and retreated, and at this time, Nie Heng opened his eyes, revealing a faint golden light, and his whole face also had a faint golden glow.

It's like an "angry-eyed King Kong", and he didn't have time to think about why this person had learned the superior martial arts of Buddhism, and his body and body retreated, and with his current skills, he couldn't compete with him no matter what.

And the three people outside the court were not surprised to see this, and they seemed to be quite confident in Nie Heng's move.

Just when Qiu Xin withdrew from a short distance, Nie Heng also stood up, a little taller than before, smiled contemptuously at Qiu Xin, and swept his legs sideways towards Qiu Xin without saying a word, the sound of whirring air bursting sounded in his ears, Qiu Xin subconsciously raised the knife to resist, but Nie Heng's leg shadow was extremely fast, and he was not allowed to react, so he kicked on the back of the knife, and the blade of the knife was bent, and Qiu Xin was also kicked away by this force.

Qiu Xin had fought with Nie Heng for dozens of moves before, but all relied on the exquisite sword moves, at this time, Nie Heng turned into an angry King Kong, so that Nie Heng's already very deep internal force was brought into play without omission, and he broke the law with force, where was Qiu Xin's opponent, the exquisite sword moves could not be used, and he could only collapse with one touch.

Waiting for Qiu Xin to stand up, and then a leg shadow appeared in front of him, but it was Nie Heng who did not give up, and then made a move, Qiu Xin had no strength to resist at this time, and was kicked away again.

opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, Qiu Xin had a splitting headache at this time, but he couldn't stand up, and Nie Heng in front of him smiled fiercely, picked up the knife on the side, and then slashed towards Qiu Xin, as if he had seen the scene of blood splashing three feet, and the man in black in the room also cheered.

Qiu Xin only had a cold light and knife shadow left in his eyes, constantly enlarging in his eyes, and then took a breath, slapped the ground with one hand, and retreated with strength, but he didn't dodge Nie Heng's knife, with a bang, a knife was cut out of his back, blood gushed out, and a hot pain came, at this time, Qiu Xin had no time to take care of it, stood up and stared at Nie Heng in front of him, for fear that Nie Heng would attack him again.

Nie Heng didn't expect that Qiu Xin would still have the strength to stand up at this time, and dodge his own fatal knife, and the three people outside the arena also showed surprised looks, but now that Nie Heng is in King Kong, it is only a matter of time before he takes Qiu Xin, and Qiu Xin's actions are just a mantis arm as a car.

Qiu Xin snatched the knife again, and the black-clothed man standing on the side saw that Qiu Xin could hold on to Nie Heng's hands for such a long time, and they were also a little afraid, and they all retreated to the door, at this time, Qiu Xin supported himself with the knife in his hand, and kept coughing lightly in his mouth, it seemed that this series of actions had made him run out of oil.

Nie Heng was in the position of protector of the Dharma, and he didn't expect to be repeatedly escaped by Qiu Xin in front of the Lord today, and his anger in his heart was even stronger, he threw down the knife in his hand, and walked towards Qiu Xin step by step, saying as he walked, "Stinky boy, look at how you block it now." ”

The shadow of the fist in the sky flew towards Qiu Xin, Qiu Xin could only resist with his consciousness, Nie Heng's fist was as solid as King Kong, the knife in his hand was slashed on it, sparks splashed everywhere, and after a while, the knife edge was also rolled up, and Nie Heng's fist was not scarred at all, Qiu Xin didn't know how to resist Nie Heng's next wave of attacks.

Suddenly, Qiu Xin's body was unstable, and he was caught by Nie Heng and attacked towards his chest, Qiu Xin was shocked, if he was hit and did not die, he would be seriously injured, he was helpless, he suddenly gritted his teeth, gathered his last breath, and closed his eyes, not looking at Nie Heng at all, at this time, the fist shadow was about to hit his chest.

And the knife in Qiu Xin's hand suddenly turned strangely, there was no law at all, and it was about to be cut on Nie Heng's arms, Nie Heng saw this, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, although he was not afraid of swords, but he was also afraid that Qiu Xin would play some tricks.

I saw that the sword shadows around Qiu Xin were getting denser and denser, Huo Huo's silver light, Qiu Xin was no longer audible in it, and this move was the thirty-six swords.

Seeing that Qiu Xin was just putting up a barrier around his body, although the momentum was amazing, I am afraid it was also a false shot, and at the end of the strong crossbow, Nie Heng felt as if he was being played again, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he clenched the fist of King Kong, and attacked with an even more domineering momentum.

A moment later, the two touched, and with a bang, Nie Heng's entire figure flew out upside down, hitting the stone wall, and there were even more gravel splashes, while the sword shadow around Qiu Xin on the side dispersed, and the whole person fell weakly, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

Before going down the mountain, the master explained in every way that this trick should not be used until the last resort, and there would be a serious backlash, at this time, Qiu Xin used thirty-six swords in order to resist Nie Heng, although he flew Nie Heng, but his well-cultivated body was already seriously injured.

Nie Heng on the other side was not much better, although he was carrying Buddhist martial arts and turned into an angry King Kong, he still underestimated Qiu Xin's strength, and took Qiu Xin's weird thirty-six swords, and suffered a lot of internal injuries, but Nie Heng still stood up and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The hoarse voice sounded in Qiu Xin's ears, "I, Nie Heng, haven't been injured for a long time, you dare to hurt me, go to death." ”

Then he picked up the knife from the ground and slashed it towards Qiu Xin, at this time Qiu Xin just stared at Nie Heng with resentful eyes, his breath was weak, and the stamina of the thirty-six swords was on his body, and he couldn't move at all.

Seeing that the long knife was about to cut off Qiu Xin's head, the silver-faced man who was watching from the side said indifferently, "Nie Heng, that's enough." ”