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This ultimate skill was as open and honorable as a scheme, vigorous yet unassailable. If he wanted to survive, the only way was to rely on his own strength. However, the blade was already in front of his chest. It was easier said than done.

At the moment of life and death. Some would choose to face death calmly, while others would choose to kneel and beg for mercy. As for people like Qin Yue'er, they would definitely not surrender so they would be humiliated. Thus, they only had one choice: to survive and fight to the death.

Jing Jingyuan let out a mournful roar. He raised the sharp Xuanqing Sword and aimed it at the unstoppable blade that was rushing towards him.

The blade and sword collided violently in midair, and a clear trembling sound could be heard. The sharp sword could no longer withstand the collision and broke apart on the spot. Jing Jingyuan was unable to endure for a moment, and was swept away by the violent power.

With a cruel and resolute heart, Han Po Tian leapt into the air with his Demon Subduing Blade in hand and chased after them at lightning speed. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew behind his back. He glanced over and saw that Qin Yue'er had already rushed over to kill him.

He shouted, "Qin Yue'er, you are really reckless. Since you took the initiative to send yourself to your death, I shall grant your wish! " With a movement, he turned around and attacked Qin Yue'er head-on. At that moment, the cold blade light flashed, creating countless afterimages. Its speed was extremely fast, so much so that it was like a flash in a dream. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of her.

Under the powerful effects of the Lunar Wash Saber and the Demon Subduing Blade of Blood Drinking Art, a fierce battle broke out in the sky, with sparks flying everywhere.

Qin Yue-er knew in her heart that today's matter was not going to be good. If she didn't want to become another person's fish, she would have to put her life on the line to resist. With that in mind, she no longer had any worries. Finally, she exploded with her life force, aiming to clash head on with Han Pingtian. She completely forgot about herself as she lost track of the sun, moon, and stars.

Han Po Tian had a whole new level of respect for her fierceness. Even until now, he had always been concealing his strength. If he wanted to kill Qin Yue'er, he would have done so with a single slash of his saber. However, for the great cause of the Sky Execution Alliance, Qin Yue'er was extremely important. They had to capture her alive. However, the other side was alive and kicking, and was also very crafty. This was a bit tricky. He couldn't just beat her half to death and drag her back.

Cold light flashed in his eyes. He had always been looking for an opportunity to shake off his opponent's moon blade and end the battle once and for all. Once he made up his mind, he started to take action. He immediately shouted, "Fairy Meng, I'll leave that brat to you. You must be careful! "That brat is very cunning. You must not underestimate him, for he has set up a trap for you."

The peerless beauty, Grandma Meng's face slightly changed as she heard that. She frowned and replied, "Do you still need to say anything else? Han Po Tian, take care of yourself. Watch me take care of this stinking brat! "

Jing Jingyuan looked vexedly at the broken sword in his hand and stared at his opponent who was closing in step by step. His expression turned solemn as he snapped, "Old granny, hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

"What?" You call me an old woman!? " A shocking sharpness flashed past the eyes of the peerless beauty, Old Lady Meng. She raged, "Smelly brat, do you know the ending of those who dare to speak to me in such a manner?" As she spoke, her nine-section whip landed heavily on the ground. With a loud 'pa la' sound, it shook the eardrums of others. When she looked again, she saw that a deep crack had appeared on the ground. There was no doubt about the power of this long whip on a person's body. Those who had experienced it would rather die than live.

Jing Jingyuan's eyes moved and he couldn't help but be on guard as he replied, "Don't mind so much." But would you let me go if I said nice words? Enough of your rubbish, let's have a fight to the death. "

Grandma Meng's furrow of wrinkles moved slightly, but she heard her say, "You're right, that's impossible. Smelly brat, your mouth is really annoying. I'll tear it apart today! I told you to call me old granny, I told you to call me that! "

At that time, the long whip was like a spirit serpent as it fluctuated and danced back and forth in the air. From time to time, he would whip his opponent. That kind of pain was something even men would not be able to endure.

Jing Jingyuan couldn't figure out her whip technique at the moment, so he suffered a few blows and didn't dare to act rashly again. His eyes were firmly fixed on her wrist. The attacks of the nine-section whip were all controlled by the hands, and the hand whip was already moving. This way, with the omen, it would be easier to defend against it.

However, Grandma Meng changed her stance when she saw that he had learned to be a good boy. Her hands rotated as she continuously waved them around, as if she was drawing circles. The nine-section whip was like a spirit serpent as it coiled, layer after layer of coiling, sending out messages as fast as lightning. If they were to be entangled by it, it would be like a python hunting its prey. It would be as easy as strangling its prey. The man's muscles and bones would be shattered, and he would die.

When Jing Jingyuan thought of this result, his hair stood on end. How could he let her succeed? At this time, his Black Clear Sword seemed to have received a shock as it clanged loudly. He raised his sword in front of his chest, but quickly retreated, hoping to escape the attack range of Grandma Meng. However, his opponent's long whip was like a shadow that was following his body as it swept towards his feet.

Jing Jingyuan could see clearly that the Ice Sword Technique was aimed at the spirit serpent. With one hit, it barely avoided the shadow of the long whip. His feet didn't stop moving as he quickly flew forward, charging toward Grandma Meng with large strides. This was the first time he had faced his enemy at such a close distance. It was a rare opportunity, and he could finally attack his opponent without restraint.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed. The other party's nine-section whip seemed to have eyes on his back. Caught off guard, his back was struck by the whip, and for a moment, he felt a burning pain.

Jing Jingyuan tried his best to grab it. Ignoring the danger of being injured, he tightly grabbed onto the nine-section whip and pulled it into his embrace with all his might, as if he was pulling out a river to see who was stronger.

Grandma Meng's expression changed. She didn't expect the other to be so unafraid of death, even daring to snatch her whip. How could he be willing to submit? He struggled to pull her towards him.

The two of them gnashed their teeth as they stared at each other. They wanted to spit out fire from their eyes and wanted nothing more than to beat the other half to death. Then, they would just pull harder and refuse to give in.

The peerless beauty, Grandma Meng's eyes were blazing with fire as she stared at Jing Jingyuan. She was so exhausted that she didn't dare to let go, not even daring to breathe heavily. His face was flushed red as he chanted word by word, "Smelly... Little... Son, I... Let go!"

Jing Jingyuan felt a burning pain on his back. He finally managed to grab onto the other party's weapon with great difficulty, how could he let go of it so easily. He didn't want to taste that kind of feeling again, so even if he had to use all of his strength, he still wouldn't let his opponent feel any better than he did. I feel bad, then I'm sorry, but you can forget about getting better, at most everyone will feel bad. At that time, his face was still red as he replied, "I won't loosen up. Why won't you loosen up?"

How could Grandma Meng endure this? She was sure that she was on the verge of death. It was too hard to imagine. She was so angry that she almost lost her breath. She quickly pulled the whip into her bosom and accidentally let this brat snatch away the fellow that was eating. How could he do that? She gritted her teeth and said, "Kid, you … your hand … no, is it sore?"

Jing Jingyuan was about to say something, but he suddenly felt the force in his hand was wrong. The other side had taken the opportunity to pull the rope from his chest. He was so angry that he pulled on the rope, causing it to pull back a bit. He cursed in pain: "Old, too, old woman, you, good, sinister, ah!"

Grandma Meng was so angry that she almost died. She cursed loudly, "Stinky brat, don't! Call me, old woman!"

Jing Jingyuan thought for a moment and saw her half-dead from anger. He then said, "Alright, old, old, east, west!"