C561 It Was Shocking

He knew that Guan seventh elder brother was an opponent that no one could underestimate, but he still didn't want to take out his Heaven Conniving Sword to fight him.

After dodging Kuan Jiangjing's attack, Zhang Jingxuan struck out with his palm. It was aimed at Kuan Jiangjing's elbow, which was holding the saber. Kuan Jiangjing ignored him. He stretched out his arm, and the small knife in his hand slashed towards Zhang Jingxuan's throat like a flash of lightning. Obviously, he showed no mercy when he attacked.

Zhang Jingxuan dodged and struck out another palm strike. This time, the distant palm strike was using the Heart-crushing Palm, and it was aimed at Kuan Jiangjing's heart.

Kuan Jiangjing was still the one who hit you. His arm was like a piece of bone. It was soft and swung, and it was still aimed at Zhang Jingxuan's throat.

Zhang Jingxuan seemed to have understood something. Because when he killed Lee Yuming, he had used a small knife. He had stabbed Lee Yuming in the throat, so today, Kuan Jiangjing... He wanted to use the same method to kill him and avenge Lee Yuming.

Zhang Jingxuan could only withdraw his palm energy. He stretched out his finger and flicked Kuan Jiangjing's knife. He swung the knife again. Kuan Jiangjing's knife was made of ordinary iron. His finger had been infused with great force. Zhang Jingxuan thought he could snap the knife. However, the knife only hummed and did not break.

Zhang Jingxuan knew in his heart that this was the support of Kuan Jiangjing's inner energy to protect the knife in his hand. From this, it could be seen that Kuan Jiangjing's ability was more than what he had imagined. It was even higher. Compared to what he had seen in the Breeze Stronghold, it seemed like he had improved a lot.

Zhang Jingxuan knew that Guan seventh elder brother was also a martial arts genius, and his state of mind was pure, without any external disturbances. Therefore, the advancement of his martial arts could be achieved at any time. He could definitely be considered a powerful opponent.

Therefore, he threw away all distracting thoughts and focused his mind to deal with it. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged more than twenty moves. Kuan Jiangjing's movement technique was swift and unpredictable, and the small knife in his hand was even more unpredictable and unpredictable. He displayed it to his heart's content.

Zhang Jingxuan looked like he was just following the rules. His palms did not deliberately show off, and under the opponent's unpredictable attacks, he was able to withstand them.

After another twenty moves, Kuan Jiangjing seemed to be somewhat anxious. His knife changed, and it was no longer limited to attacking the enemy's throat. As it flew, it would occasionally cut at Zhang Jingxuan's four limbs, waist, chest, and other places. It seemed like he wanted to kill his opponent. However, the last strike would definitely land on the vital parts of his throat.

The pressure on Zhang Jingxuan had increased by several folds. It wasn't difficult for him to deal with a single attack just now, but if he were to take the hit now, he would be injured sooner or later.

Helpless, he could only launch a counterattack.

At this moment, he unleashed a palm technique called "Windy and Desolate."

The force of the palm was so strong that even Kuan Jiangjing's figure was affected for a moment.

This palm technique also had a major feature. It was faintly bleak, and it actually had the solemn spirit of a hero who would never return once he was gone.

Zhang Jingxuan's style of moves seemed to be asking for death.

You will kill my heart! It doesn't matter if you cut my lungs!

However, at the last moment, he always miraculously avoided it.

Furthermore, he would never put his throat close to his neck for an experiment.

After all, Kuan Jiangjing was not as powerful as Zhang Jingxuan, who possessed abnormal strength. At this point in the battle, he was already slightly out of breath, and beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

It turned out that Zhang Jingxuan's palm technique was most suitable for dealing with enemies who were moving swiftly. He used his palm energy to limit the movements of his opponents, and at the same time, he set up all kinds of traps. He used them as bait to make his opponents miss him time and time again.

One should know that the strongest overlord in the sky, the eagle, had always been proud of the wind and clouds in the sky, and often used the power of the wind to soar in the sky effortlessly.

However, at the same time, it was also most afraid of the attack of the hurricane. If it was not careful, it would end up losing its wings and never be able to recover.

Kuan Jiangjing had a feeling that he could not use it anymore. Everyone who was watching the battle could see that Zhang Jingxuan still held back and did not use his full strength, waiting for his opponent to retreat.

However, with Kuan Jiangjing's stubborn character, how could he just give up like this?

He suddenly shook his arms and leapt up like a huge bird, lunging at Zhang Jingxuan. You want to use the hurricane to break my wings, but I want to kill my prey in the hurricane. I will never do as you wish!

While he was still halfway, Kuan Jiangjing also struck out with his left palm. This palm seemed to have used all of his strength, as if it had opened up a path in the hurricane. Without any hesitation, the small knife in his hand shot out as if it was flying. It shot towards Zhang Jingxuan, the eye of the hurricane. It was still aiming at his throat. After this attack, it seemed that Kuan Jiangjing had already used 120% of his strength. He also used his weapon, as if he was defenseless.

Zhang Jingxuan felt this danger. Some of the moves looked fierce, but the actual effect was not very strong. Some of them looked simple and simple, but they were hard to deal with. Kuan Jiangjing's move was obviously the latter. He seemed to have really used his own life force to make such a move, to the point that he made a move. He looked like he was about to collapse. It seemed like an ordinary farmer would be able to knock him down.

Zhang Jingxuan did not dare to be slow. He did not care about dealing with Kuan Jiangjing anymore. He turned around and avoided such a big killing move first.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

He dodged, and the small knife changed direction as well. It was still aiming at his throat. It was as if there was a death pact between them that they would not part until they saw each other. Zhang Jingxuan was shocked. His body started spinning, and he spun more than a dozen times. He thought to himself, You must have passed out this time, right? However, he did not expect that when he turned dizzy, the small knife, which was not eye-catching at all, would also wake up.

The moment Zhang Jingxuan stopped, the little knife was like a falcon that was flying towards its prey in the air. It pounced down, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into Zhang Jingxuan's throat's vital point. Zhang Jingxuan had nowhere to run. He could only reach out and block it with his hand. He was already frozen on the spot.

The small knife was like the sharp claws of a falcon, already nailed into the flesh and blood of the prey. A wisp of fresh blood flowed out from the gaps between Zhang Jingxuan's fingers, just like the position where Lee Yuming had been struck in the Loyalty Trapped Valley.

On the other side, Kuan Jiangjing was also on the verge of collapsing. He used his ultimate skill. He had used almost all of his blood essence to activate the small knife, which was the only reason why he was able to launch such a shocking attack. After the attack, he would need to adjust his breathing for a moment before he could recover.

Just as everyone was shocked by this result, Zhang Jingxuan, who was frozen in place, suddenly moved. He lunged at Kuan Jiangjing like another eagle. At the same time, he used the Dragon Capturing Palm to drag ___ in his direction. The two of them combined their speed and were extremely fast. Before Kuan Jiangjing could react, Zhang Jingxuan's palm had already landed on his Shanzhong acupoint.

Kuan Jiangjing spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still did not collapse. There was a blood handprint on his chest, the blood that flowed down from his neck. The blood that was spat out from his mouth fell onto his chest. The two of them were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

Only, no matter who it was, it was still shockingly red.