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He did not move to the left or right, retreating in a straight line just in case the Jade Sword Scholar, Jiu Ru, decided to take the opportunity to attack him.

Unexpectedly, Gong Jiu Ru actually stood there without moving. Instead, it was the first move she made, Nine Heavens Thunder, Tong Lie.

This Tong Lie was obviously quite skilled. The second time he moved his body over, he drew his Damascus Steel Staff forward and extended his hind legs in a straight line. In this posture, the staff in his hand released three strong gusts of wind that were aimed at the three acupoints of the Central Yuan of the River Dragon.

Jiang Long naturally knew that today's meeting would not be a good one. Just now, when both parties were answering each other, they had already infused their powers into the other. At this time, as the enemy was entering his body, his body suddenly sat down. His right hand flipped backwards and a white light flashed. He had already grabbed a "long sword" in his hand.

The clash between the two sides' weapons was extremely ingenious.

First, there was a crisp "ding" sound. The longsword was like a spiritual snake that had left its acupoints. In an instant, it had already tightly stuck itself onto the opponent's iron staff.

Tong Lie seemed to be shocked.

Subsequently, the longsword in Jiang Long's hand let out a light howl, and like a bolt of lightning, it followed along the body of Tong Lie's iron rod and abruptly extended upwards.

This move was surprisingly fast. The body of the sword that trembled with white light was slashed off the other party's staff, bringing out a fire dragon that shot out stars in all directions. Within this sword force, Tong Lie's arms, chest, and face were all under the care of the other party.

Thunder of the Ninth Heaven Tong Lie knew that this old golden chicken was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

What was even more astonishing was that there was a strong suction force attached to the sword that the dragon had displayed. Under such circumstances, the contact between the sword and the staff was as hard to separate as a magnetic needle.

At the same time, the iron rod in Tong Lie's hand burned as if it was burned by fire. It was fortunate that the attractive force was something that couldn't be done even if one wanted to fling the staff.

Tong Lie was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to fight back. He pushed out his left hand with all his might and used the full force of his palm to strike at the dragon's chest.

Tong Lie's wishful thinking was not something that the other party approved of.

The instant Tong Lie withdrew his palm strength, Jiang Long snorted lightly, and the sword light abruptly retracted. He leaped into the air, and a person and a sword swept extremely lightly over Tong Lie's head.

Tong Lie seemed to have sensed that something was wrong.

Crossing the river dragon's body looked down from above and had already arrived above Tong Lie. The instant the two collided, the former's Giant Spirit Palm opened up with its five fingers and directly pressed down towards Tong Lie's head.

Tong Lie swung his staff again and it abruptly created a whirlwind as it swiftly pierced through.

Even so, he couldn't help but sweep his left shoulder with the tip of his finger.

The thunder from the ninth heaven caused Tong Lie to shiver in pain. What he saw forced him to stagger back three steps before he regained his balance.

Ordinary weapons could hardly harm him, but they had unintentionally swept through him with five of Long Jiang's fingers, almost causing his bones and tendons to break and breaking the true energy that had broken through his defense. In an instant, the pain only caused the color of his eyes to greatly change, and the fear and agitation in his heart was even more indescribable than what could be described with words.

At this moment, the river dragon had indeed seized the opportunity to pursue and attack, and Tong Lie's life was at rest.

The nearby Emperor Sword, Scholar Palace's Jiu Ru, could no longer allow him to display any more of his abilities. With a flip of his sleeve, a pair of cold stars appeared.

With Gong Jiu's status and skill, he would definitely not use his hidden weapon in a desperate situation. Now that he saw Tong Lie in danger, he could not care less.

The concealed weapon was a pair of "Brilliant Wind Chasing Beads", which pierced through the eyes of Jiang Long with two tiny, piercing sounds.

The reason why Gong Jiu Ru was delayed until now to make a move was entirely due to her 'observing the situation through meditation' mentality. At the same time, it was something that she had discussed with Tong Lie in advance, and her intention was nothing more than that Tong Lie would be able to defeat the other person by himself, so she didn't have to interfere in the matter herself.

In this situation, it was naturally hard for him to remain silent.

Once the silver ball was released, Gong Jiu's dantian, which was filled with energy, abruptly rose up and his short sword that was two feet five and six, hacked straight down towards Jiang Long with his swift movement.

The two swords collided, and with a clang, the two swords clashed against each other. As the swords retreated, the two people holding the swords became even more astonishing. One rolled like a rabbit, while the other rose like an eagle. With a 'shua' sound, the two separated at the same time.

At this moment, the four eyes were also tightly sucked together.

Crossing River Dragon had already sensed Gong Jiu Ru Sword's strength when the two swords were already clashing. The latter was no exception, each of his four eyes were assessing the other's strength under their gaze, and the next move would be arduous.

After a short moment of breathing, Tong Lie finally calmed down.

He had almost lost his life under the enemy's sword, and hated Jiang Long to the bones. At this moment, without a word, he suddenly leaped up and attacked Jiang Long's back. The iron staff in his hand created a large whirlwind, sweeping towards Jiang Long's entire body.

The power of this sweep was astonishing to the extreme. As the momentum of his staff faded, the fallen leaves on the ground flew up like locusts.

In his rage, Tong Lie had utilized his most powerful "Three Whirlwinds Staff." Wherever the wind from the staff passed by, it was like a wall or a mountain smashing fiercely towards him.

At first glance, it really did seem like a kite that had suddenly jumped into the air between the clouds. Once it passed the river dragon's peak, its body suddenly descended, and the sword in its hand sprinkled a day's worth of light rain as it flew straight towards the dragon's body from top to bottom.

The combined attack of Tong and Gong were truly peerless in power. They crossed the river and moved in four directions, each with a sword and staff aimed at the other.

The golden chicken over the river dragon suddenly let out a loud hiss, his long hair suddenly shot up into the sky. The swing of the sword caused a day's worth of crazy waves, forming a whirlpool with a radius of ten feet.

In the whirlpool formed by the sword qi, Jiang Long's entire body was wrapped up. Like a spinning top, he charged out with a loud bang.

Not only did this surprise the palace and Tong, it even surprised the Eighth Lord, who was sitting on the throne and watching coldly from the sidelines.

The situation was urgent, and the compactness of the situation made it so that even the Eighth Old Master could not say the word "not a single fly, not a fly."

A crisp sound of clanging metals resounded in his ears.

In the midst of the flowing lights, the river dragon had already broken out of the encirclement. Its momentum was like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains as it charged forward to meet Tong Lie.

This was truly a close call.

Tong Lie didn't expect the other party to be so impressive. In a moment of desperation, he couldn't wait to use the second "Raging Dragon Water" of his three staff. He immediately retracted the staff after throwing it, and pointed it towards the sword's shadow as strength in the chest a second time.

Seeing this, the eighth grandfather suddenly exclaimed, "Not good ?"

His voice rose, and he suddenly leapt up, pouncing straight towards Jiang Long's side from above.

However, he was still quite a distance away. Even with his outstanding skill in Qing Gong, he was still not able to get close in one swoop.

However, Gong Jiu Ru was much more convenient than him, and he seemed to have already noticed that something was not right. As the sword energy spun rapidly, it had already pounced towards the back of the river dragon, and the following sword strike was not an ordinary one.

Tong Lie's rod of thunder from the Ninth Heaven appeared, and he instantly felt the other person's sword shine brilliantly. In an instant, it seemed as if a hundred swords had gathered to form a great sword image that hacked straight towards his entire body.

In this way, he realized that his staff's potential was insufficient to defeat his opponent, and his heart went cold. If he wanted to strike again, it wouldn't be too late.

The latter only felt a cold wind cover his body, and in the instant the thousand swords closed in, a huge palm of the river dragon was passed out from within the sword projection.

It was like a giant palm dyed black and black.

Tong Lie suddenly felt a burst of pain in his entire body when he saw this, and it was already too late for him to withdraw. With a "puchi" sound, the other party's black hand had already deeply stabbed into the left side of his heart.

It was the "Black Hand Art" of the famous martial arts world.

This' Black Hand Piercing the Wall 'had the ability to pierce through walls, so its power could be imagined. It was truly astonishing.

Tong Lie felt as if his entire body went numb, then he staggered and the iron rod in his hand clattered to the ground before falling straight down.

A lively and spirited heart, stained with fresh blood, had already reached the palm of Jiang Long.

His eyes focused on the road ahead while his ears focused on the surroundings. He succeeded in one move and his feet moved even faster. His coiled body slammed against the shore even more furiously as if he was about to meet Gong Jiu Ru's pounce.

At this moment, the Eighth Lord's body also pounced in front of his eyes.

Tong Lie's miserable death gave him an extremely great shock.

Of course, if he wasn't so conceited and vigilant from the start, Tong Lie wouldn't have died such a miserable death. He had miscalculated in a single move and caused such a huge mistake.

The three of them actually went up against each other.

With the crisp sound of swords clashing against each other, a blinding cold light was once again raised. In a flash, another sword move was exchanged.

A smear of bright red appeared below Gong Jiu's right rib.

Even so, he was still able to leap to the side. With a cry of pain, his face became as white as snow, and the blood that flowed out soon afterwards dyed the other half of his body red.

Almost the same.

The eighth grandfather's right hand met Jiang Long's left palm. As the two palms met, both of them shook a little. Seizing this opportunity, the eighth grandfather's left hand actually pressed onto Jiang Long's chest.

This palm strike might not be his full strength, but it was still impressive.

Even someone as capable as Long Jiang couldn't take it. His legs gave way beneath him and he was thrown up into the air like a ball.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Jiang Long's mouth.

He had already noticed the situation around him. Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't forget to escape. If it wasn't for his own strength, he definitely wouldn't have been able to unleash such power.

At this moment, his body, which seemed to have been thrown into the air, flew a full seven or eight feet into the air. With a "hualala" sound, he fell into the forest and disappeared without a trace.

Even though he was a tough man, he still couldn't take it.

The golden chicken that was on the ground was over the age of a river dragon. Its body swayed and "plop" it sat down on the ground.

He felt a wave of dizziness, a sweet taste came from his mouth, and he almost spat out a second mouthful of blood.

In that instant, what he thought of was only to flee for his life, and escaping from the venomous hands of the old man in embroidered robes was the best plan.

Fortunately, although the old man had heavily injured Jiang Long, he didn't pursue him relentlessly.

It was not that this eighth grandfather was kind-hearted, it was just that the person before him, Gong Jiu Ru, was in an unknown situation and needed his care. After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that Gong Jiu Ru's life was more important than his, so he had no choice but to go and take a look.

In this way, Jiang Long could unexpectedly obtain a breather.

Although he had survived due to a stroke of luck, he knew that his injuries were not light. Sitting on the ground, he could only see golden stars in the sky as cold sweat trickled down his body. Even his clothes were soaked through. Thinking about the eighth grandfather's palm that was both soft and forceful, it was obviously a result of high quality 'indignation'.

In the current martial arts world, such a powerful character was unheard-of.

Jiang Long thought for a while and didn't dare to delay any further. He held onto the ground with one hand and slowly turned his body.

He was afraid that his body would touch the ground and make noise, so he used one hand to hold his sword, the other hand to hold his palm. With great difficulty, he lifted his body into the air and slowly retreated into the forest.

Normally, this method of walking was not a big deal, but crossing the river like this was very strenuous, and in just a few steps, he was already sweating like rain. Because he had triggered the force in his dantian, a mouthful of murky blood rushed out.

Fortunately, there was a large forest nearby. The tree trunk was about the height of a person, so it was the most suitable place to cover their bodies.

After crossing the river and arriving in the shrubbery, only then did he realize that he had managed to preserve half of his life.

He was born with the most competitive disposition. His inner and outer powers dared to praise him as invincible, and once he was defeated by this unknown old man, he almost lost his life. It was a great shame and humiliation.

Of course, he wouldn't die just like that.

He paused to catch his breath and was about to put his sword back into its sheath when a chill ran down his neck. Before he could look back, a cold blade had been placed on his neck.

Jiang Long was shocked and lost all of his strength. His hands went soft and he once again fell to the ground.

He was, after all, a man. When he thought of death, he could not help but laugh. He then said to himself, "Old man ?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt his spine go numb for a while; the other party had already pointed at his "mute acupoint".

Next, the man turned his sword into a palm and effortlessly picked him up. Then, with light and quick steps, he walked into the depths of the jungle.