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Chapter 241 You, come to fight! (5)

You, come to fight! (5)

Two figures, one black and one red, were flying and jumping on the high platform.

Everyone's eyes moved with the two of them.

boom!
Finally, after a head-to-head confrontation, the bodies of the two who had been sticking their heads apart once again.

The high platform that had already been shaken to pieces during the fight between the two was finally overwhelmed. Under the impact of the breath of the two, after a painful groan, a big hole collapsed.

Splintered wood and carpets were splashed, and countless huge wooden blocks fell down the high platform, revealing the tall pine pillars supporting the planks.

The two people settled down on the remaining edges of the stands on both sides of the flying wood chips and carpet silk.

Both Shen Fengchu and the man in black had their chests heaving. It was obvious that both of them suffered a lot from the hard-to-hard competition of internal strength just now.

Yun Chu's eyes naturally fell on Shen Fengchu, and there was a look of worry in her eyes that no one even noticed.

Meeting her gaze, seeing her slightly furrowed eyebrows, Shen Fengchu laughed again.

Is she worried about him? !

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and at the moment Shen Fengchu was distracted, he had already shot again.

Flying up like a goshawk, his hands slapped across the air like eagle wings, with ten fingers, bringing up ten white cold air, and slapped Shen Fengchu fiercely on the opposite side.

The two fingers of Yun Chu's right hand instinctively pinched together, and his eyes locked on Shen Fengchu more and more.

He smiled back at her, then raised his right hand.

There was comfort in his smile.

Yun Chu noticed that there was something extra in his right hand.

A piece of wood, to be precise, a splinter of wood splashed from a high platform block, was about two feet long and about the width of a palm.

He held the piece of wood in a sword-holding gesture.

Then, Shen Fengchu made a move.

That unattractive piece of wood with many tiny splinters, which can only be used as firewood in the homes of ordinary people, suddenly changed at that moment, into a sword, an extremely sharp and invincible sword.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Shen Fengchu raised his right hand seemingly casually, and stabbed out his "sword".

Shen Fengchu didn't reach his palm, but used offense as defense, and swung out the sword fiercely.

The piece of wood accurately pierced between the black-clothed man's palms, and stabbed right in the middle of his chest.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Before Shen Fengchu grasped the sword, the two of them used one palm and the other hand, which was equal.

However, when Shen Fengchu had the sword in his hand, the man in black was doomed to lose.

At that moment, the man in black had no choice.

If he didn't give up the attack, then before his palm hit Shen Fengchu, Shen Fengchu's wooden sword would have pierced his heart.

He didn't want to lose, let alone die.

Although unwilling, he still changed his moves.

Turning his hands, turning from palm forward to inward, he clamped Shen Fengchu's sword with both palms.

The piece of wood came to a dangerous stop on his chest, the tip of the front had pierced his robe and touched his chest, if it was any longer, blood would be seen.

"You lost!" Shen Fengchu said.

Looking at Shen Fengchu's face, the man in black raised his lips and grinned, "I don't think so!"

Shen Fengchu also laughed, "You probably forgot, I still have a sword!"

His hands rested on his waist, the fingers were empty, and there was no sword.

However, he said he still had a sword, so of course he still had a sword.

(End of this chapter)