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"Advanced Blue Ranked Sword Technique ? ? Triple-Dragons Deep Sea Blade!"

Seeing such a terrifying sword skill, Xue Zixuan's heart also violently trembled. She could no longer hesitate as she gently clenched her teeth and her left hand constantly formed complicated hand seals. Then, her right hand wielded the sword as she drew a sword flower towards the tornado.

"Hiss ~ ~"

An extremely unpleasant sound rang out. As the two sword techniques clashed, strong gales were instantly created, and the energy from the sword techniques continued to spread outwards, breaking all the giant trees within a few hundred feet away from Jian Zhi. Feeling the terrifying power, he immediately climbed on top of Lestat and pressed him down.

However, at this very moment, Jian Zhi's heart was filled with an additional feeling of desire. He yearned for that power; he longed for the thrill of trampling over an enemy. He longed for the thrill of looking down on others.

At this moment, a tree branch flew over and landed heavily on Lestat's head, who was pressed down by Jian Zhi in an extremely ambiguous position. Then Lestat woke up with a cry, and with his body feeling heavy, he saw Jian Zhi who was pressing down on himself and was constantly enduring the raging wind. He half opened his eyes in gratitude as he looked at the teenager above, and then narrowed his eyes and slowly opened his mouth, saying, "If we are lucky enough to escape this danger, I, Lestat, your brother, will be able to die together with you."

Then, Jian Zhi did not even open his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and his voice came out: "Come on, we have to get out of this predicament, I have to hand over this brother of yours, I definitely cannot die, because I have a brother that is even more valuable to me to protect, if you want to follow me down there as my brother, then your plan will be in vain, hehe!"

"Oh!" Is that so? Hehe! "Then I need to meet your brothers. After all, your brothers are my brothers, so you have to promise me. To introduce your brothers to me, don't die!"

"Of course, there's no problem at all. I think they would also like to have a big brother like you."

"Mm ~ I think so too, bro, hold on!"

At this moment, other than the tacit agreement, there was nothing else here. Tornadoes, water blades, tremors, cracking sounds, battles were no longer important ?

Within the forest, there were dead branches and broken leaves everywhere. At this time, the hurricane had stopped and a damp breeze blew past. There were no longer any trees within a few hundred feet of the center of the battle; however, the sunlight quietly took advantage of it and shone into the forest.

"Whew ~ Whew ~ ~!"

At this moment, in the center of the battle stood a young lady dressed in a silver-white dress. Gasps could be heard from her as she continuously used large area sword skills, causing Xue Zixuan, who was at the Sword Spirit level, to expend too much energy.

Not far from Xue Zixuan laid a person whose life or death was unknown. This man was precisely the wandering spirit, and his weak breath was constantly coming out from his nose, in order to resist his own son Liu Qian's departure, he had long used up all of his sword Qi. At this moment, he was crawling on the ground, waiting for his opponent's final attack, and then perished.

"Hahaha, we survived! Big Brother Lestat, we all survived!" At this time, a black-haired teenager suddenly stood up from the dried leaves behind Xue Zixuan. However, his steps were a little unsteady.

"That's right! Good brother! Haha!" Lestat, who was lying on the ground, also laughed.

"This Xue Zixuan is so powerful. Although they are both initial stage Sword Spirit experts, she is still a little too abnormal. This sword art is too powerful!" As he gazed at the mess around him and the muddy water droplets beneath his feet, Jian Zhi sighed.

"Stop sighing and pull me up. I don't have any strength left in my body. The internal injuries I suffered earlier are too severe," Lestat said gloomily while lying on the ground.

Hearing what Lestat said, Swordmaster regained his composure and stretched out his hand towards him. When they were holding each other's hand, Swordmaster pulled him up with force, causing Lestat to grimace in pain. He murmured, "Can't you be more gentle?"

"F * ck ~ Look for gentleness to find her, don't look for me," Jian Zhi pointed at Xue Zixuan as he spoke.

"Just pretend I didn't say anything," Lester said gloomily.

As they finished speaking, the two looked towards Xue Zixuan. They discovered that Xue Zixuan had not moved an inch and were extremely puzzled. Little did they know that Xue Zixuan had exhausted too much energy and was unable to move for a short period of time.

"Hey!" Beauty, what are you doing? Are you alright? " Seeing this scene, Jian Zhi and Lestat supported each other as they walked towards Xue Zixuan.

When she saw that the two of them were alive and kicking, she thought to herself that they really did not die. She did not care about the two of them raising her jade finger to point at the Feng Shui Spirit Master lying on the ground, indicating that they should finish him off first.

Seeing that this great beauty had no intention to speak, Jian Zhi also followed the direction of her finger and saw that the person lying on the ground was still breathing. Seeing that this great beauty had no intention to speak, and following the direction of her finger, Jian Zhi also saw the person still breathing on the ground.

In a moment, Jian Zhi stood in front of the Eternal Spirit Master. He looked at him with a slightly cold gaze and thought to himself, "If you want me to die, then go ahead."

"Puchi!"

As Jian Zhi's thoughts fell, the Xuanlong Sword in his hand chopped towards the neck of the Feng Liu Spirit Master without pause. As the sword blew out, the neck of the Feng Liu Spirit Master was sliced through by the Xuan Dragon Sword without any obstruction, but his head was not cut off as expected.

"Hey!" After a moment of hesitation, he did not bother about it anymore, probably because of the other party's strength, since he was going to die with this sword strike anyway, thinking to pull out the Xuan Dragon Sword, but once again, Jian Zhi was shocked, no matter how Jian Zhi used his strength, the Xuan Dragon Sword did not budge an inch, as though it was tightly entangled by some kind of force, and did not budge an inch.

Damn, could it be that I'm already this weak? That's not possible, I have to use all my strength to pull myself out again, but this time, the Xuanlong Sword is unwilling to come down from the head of a Windflow Spiritual Master. At this time, Jian Zhi was feeling fear, ah, that's not right, this hasn't happened before, what is going on.

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