Swordsman/C40 Zhan si pan shan
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C40 Zhan si pan shan

"We can't let these three people escape. Brothers, do your best to take them down. We can't let them escape." Yi Qixuan called out to the strong men behind him, and everyone took out their weapons to attack Mu Tu and the other two.

"Brother Yi Jia, let me, the Falling Moon Sword, fight with Wang Xiaofeng." One of the sword wielding young man stood out, the tip of his sword pointed towards the elegant young master Mu Tu who was holding onto Wang Yuyan's waist.

Facing the provocation, Mu Tu was unable to suppress the fire in his heart. He pulled out his Twilight Knife s and pulled out a knife from his chest, then slashed down at Wang Xiaofeng.

"Be careful," Wang Yuyan whispered concerned into her ears from behind. Mu Tu did not turn around, but only nodded slightly to show that she understood.

The Falling Moon Sword Demon used his signature move, 'Fallen Moon Burial Soul'. The flexible blade was like moonlight pouring down in a torrential torrent of sword shadows, but since it was daytime, the strong sunlight made the sword images dissipate very quickly, and the sword images that he drew out of the sword shadows were just too obvious.

Mu Tu turned his wrist like an antelope and raised his wrist, releasing a White Tiger Leaping into the Stream that fiercely struck towards Wang Xiaofeng's wrist.

The Falling Moon Sword ghost was shocked. It was obvious that Mu Tu had seen through his' Fallen Moon Slaughter Soul 'move, so he immediately changed his move to' Dance of the Falling Moon Sword Blade 'and sliced towards the Twilight Knife. He attempted to use the force of the blade to turn back.

How could he have imagined that the moment the Falling Moon Sword touched the Twilight Knife, the sword would suddenly spin uncontrollably like it was out of his control, and then, the sword that had touched the Twilight Knife's blade strangely broke into two halves.

"Not good!" Wang Xiaofeng bellowed, and immediately released the Falling Moon Sword that was entangled, then used the tip of his feet to tap on the sword hilt, borrowing the rebound force to return back to his body.

The half moon sword seemed to have fallen from the sky and hit Mu Tu in the chest. The half moon sword wailed like it was being abandoned.

Hearing the sound, Mu Tu moved, his feet unleashed swimming movement, instead of retreating, he advanced instead. The hilt of the blade in his hand struck at the Falling Moon Sword's broken body, borrowing the momentum to slash towards the air, his body stepping on the air, the spinning force of the blade attacked Wang Xiaofeng like a torrential rain. This move was the second move of the Twilight Knife: Sword Dance of the Revolving Sword.

Seeing that the blade technique was sharp and the Falling Moon Sword was actually cut apart by the official, Yi Qixuan anxiously turned to a big man with a blade: "Not good, Xiao Feng is in danger, Sword Wolf Duan Wuyu, you go and help him."

"Yes," the man called Blade Wolf replied and rushed over with his sword. He looked very cold and aloof.

"It's him!" Seeing Duan Wuyu rushing out, Xiong Zifeng suddenly burst with energy, the blood color in his eyes slowly started to fill up.

Seeing that Xiong Zifeng's emotions were not right, Wang Yuyan anxiously went forward to stop him, "Big Brother Zi Feng, what's going on? "You …"

At this time, Xiong Zifeng's eyes were red, he coldly swept Wang Yuyan a glance, pushed her arm away, clenched his fist and rushed towards Blade Wolf Duan Wuyu.

The wind in Xiong Zifeng's fist was scorching hot, and under the high speed, the faint cry of a fire phoenix could be heard from the Feng Yin's gauntlet. Xiong Zifeng's entire body seemed to have been bathed in flames, as his speed suddenly increased.

After consuming two bottles of pills in a row, Xiong Zifeng's body was filled with a bloody mist. The speed at which the yellow sand power circulated had increased, so he must have used the third forbidden move of the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities.

When Yi Qixuan saw Xiong Zifeng rush forward to block the Sword Wolf Duan Wuyu, and that Wang Xiaofeng on the other side still had several places to live through, he anxiously shouted to the men behind him, "Brothers of Hundred Herbs Sect, attack together, we cannot let them escape."

Everyone pulled out their weapons and rushed out. However, the people of Hundred Herbs Sect were not as fierce as they thought.

Wang Yuyan walked forward gracefully, stopping the leader who was carrying the spoon in his hand, "It's better if you stay, it's fairer to fight one on one."

"Do it", Yi Qixuan grinded his teeth as he threw an iron medicine spoon at Wang Yuyan's head, his expression sinister as though he had vented out all of his anger towards the officials.

The tip of Wang Yuyan's foot lightly touched the ground to dodge this heavy blow, and the pair of pyramidal butterflies in his hand flew up, piercing towards Yi Qixuan's waist. Then, taking advantage of the time Yi Qixuan was dodging, he waved the long sleeve in his right hand to stop the rest of the Hundred Herbs Sect's helpers.

On the other side, Mu Tu took advantage of the Falling Moon Sword that Wang Xiaofeng was dodging to the side and used his inner strength to kick his right hand, sending him flying out.

With a "kacha" sound in the air, Wang Xiaofeng's right hand broke. Then, a green figure suddenly appeared in the air and caught hold of Wang Xiaofeng.

Wang Ji looked at the chaotic fight below, and then brought along the Falling Moon Sword ghost, Wang Xiaofeng, who had lost his hand, and quickly disappeared.

Just as Mu Tu wanted to chase after him, he suddenly heard Xiong Zifeng's crazy roar by his ear, "Blade Wolf, return my junior brother's life."

Xiong Zifeng was like a crazed demon, the yellow sand power in his entire body was activated by the xanthoxylum technique. The speed of the fourth revolution of the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities was activated, the power of the True Yang in his right hand erupted, as he struck the Yellow Dragon Capture on its head, the Yang Fire engulfing the Saber Wolf Shun and charging straight at him.

Duan Wuyu raised his head and looked in the direction that Viper Wang Ji had left and frowned. He turned his head to look at the oncoming Xiong Zifeng and four blades suddenly appeared in each of his hands. Under the warm sunlight, they actually became cold and dense.

Duan Wuyu clenched his fists tightly, the eight blade pieces were like a wolf claw, the One Strike Wind Wolf turned around and clawed at Xiong Zifeng's chest. The sharp blades of his claws sliced through the air, the wind from the surroundings, and the saber blade moaned in longing to drink the fresh blood.

Xiong Zifeng's Diamond Force covered his entire body, but he did not care about this Wind Wolf Kill. His fists did not change their trajectory as they punched towards Duan Wuyu's chest.

In the blink of an eye, Xiong Zifeng's clothes were torn into shreds while blood also faintly seeped out from his abdomen. Obviously, his Diamond Force was not able to completely defend against Duan Wuyu's Wind Wolf Kill.

But right after that, Duan Wuyu also retreated four or five steps back and could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. If one looked carefully, they would see that Duan Wuyu's chest seemed to be scorched by flames and black marks had also appeared on his clothes.

Mu Tu was about to come over and help when the Twilight Knife's ring in his hand chimed. However, he was stopped by Xiong Zifeng: "He belongs to me. Let me help him, otherwise, even brother wouldn't be able to do it."

Using the remaining shreds of cloth to tighten the wound on his abdomen, Xiong Zifeng raised his fist and struck towards Duan Wuyu. Blood flowed out, the sound of his fist hitting the air had already exploded.

Duan Wuyu turned around and waved his body to dodge the air waves that Xiong Zifeng exploded towards him. Two blades in his hands flew out and shot towards Xiong Zifeng's chest, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and held onto the two blades in the middle of his ring finger tightly.

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