As long as I live long enough, no one can compete with me.

The killer who rushed to the front was solved by Zhang Ping’s sword.

However, this did not scare the killers behind.

The shouts of killing came to them like a tidal wave.

The two sides fought together.

Zhang Ping played very beautifully, and every shot was extremely beautiful.

Break the knife or split, or chop, or cut.

Imposing and bold.

Sparkling silver sea, rolling jade wheels.

The sound of the white emperor was shocked, and the light lost its youth.

Murderous and secluded, cold and weeping ghosts.

Someone is constantly flying out like a kite with a broken line.

Compared to Zhang Ping, Tie Xuan’s moves were very obscene.

Poke the eyes, monkeys pick peaches, kill for a thousand years….

Xu Fan looked at the backs of the two, nodded with satisfaction, and commented.

“Not bad, but Zhang Ping’s moves are too rigid.

It’s too formulaic, give it a score of 8. ”

Tie Xuan’s move is too inferior, and can you not pick out other people’s intestines.”

0 points!

Zhang Ping said without looking back: “You guy looks in a good mood, I don’t know if I can have this good attitude after going to hell.” In

mid-air, there was a sudden crisp hum.

A blue-white flying sword stabbed towards Tie Xuan at an extremely fast speed.

“Be careful!”

Zhang Ping drank violently and kicked Tie Xuan away.

Swing your knife at the same time to block.

Boom——!!!

The powerful air wave smashed the surrounding rain.

Zhang Ping: “No need to thank me!”

Tie Xuan covered his left face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, “You kid is definitely taking personal revenge!” The

flying sword turned back in the air and struck again.

Zhang Ping cut through the rain waves, and the fierce knife momentum separated the crowd.

Behind the crowd was a swordsman, as well as a Taoist monk.

“Ugh!”

Zhang Ping shouted violently, and the broken knife and the swordsman’s short sword clashed in midair.

Zhang Ping took a few steps backwards before he could barely stabilize himself.

The short sword circled back to the swordsman and let out a soft groan.

Shaking the cold light.

The swordsman pressed the cloak, “It is not easy for a pure martial artist to reach this level, and it is still too late to turn back.” What

answered him was Zhang Ping’s one-hit slash.

The rain on the ground was carried by strong waves, and bright white knives rolled in.

“Boom ——!!!”

The killers around them did not change color, and they couldn’t help but retreat.

Zhang landed smoothly and steadily, and he couldn’t help but shake violently.

In just one instant, the broken knife swung more than ten times again.

Fierce sparks collide out constantly.

…….

Tie Xuan took off his coat and threw it aside handsomely.

The Taoist monk beside the swordsman saw the opportunity to hold the Dao Technique.

A fire character is offered.

Zhang Pinggang barely withstood the ferocious attack of the short sword with his blade body.

At this time, the whole body was in mid-air, and it was impossible to resist.

At this moment, a figure holding a long knife swept out violently.

Suddenly, the flame broke in two.

“Hey! Your opponent is me. The

two took a few steps back, and then struck at the same time.

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This is a battle between two pure warriors against the monks.

Although they were not cultivators, they had beast-like reactions.

In the darkness there is only sword and shadow.

Xu Fan looked at the back of the two, and suddenly had the feeling of watching a big drama.

Sure enough, the most primitive battles are more ornamental.

This kind of fist to flesh, sword light and shadow, too feeling.

It’s not like a high-level cultivator either destroys the heavens and the earth with one punch or shattered the void with one kick.

Xu Fan stretched out his foot and tripped over a killer.

Just as a short sword rose on the ground, it stabbed him in the face.

Sticky blood mixed with rain flowed on the ground.

Bang bang!!

At the same time, Gu Yue was holding the pillar to fight off the killers who rushed over.

“Xiao Xufan, you run! I stay here after the break. ”

Xu Fan: …….

“Wait a minute, I’m supposed to protect you, right?”

Xu Fan said uncertainly.

Bang!!

The pillar broke with a bang.

Gu Yue’s eyes were quick, holding the handle of a killer’s knife, and raised his leg lightning-fast.

Then he took his knife and stabbed the other killer with his backhand.

The waist twisted to block another knife that slashed over.

Footsteps are staggered flexibly.

Collect the knife and raise a scarlet bead of blood.

The action is clean and sharp.

Then he turned his head and said firmly to Xu Fan.

“Xiao Xu Fan run, as long as you live, we still have hope.”

Xu Fan: …….

“It has been said that you are the object of protection!”

The corpses that had just been knocked down suddenly began to move stiffly.

The wound is also healing.

Xu Fan lifted Gu Yue, who was less than his waist high, in this case, don’t let Gu Yue make trouble here.

He can’t interfere too much.

Now it’s best to take Gu Yue to a safe place, as for the others, it depends on their own skills.

Zhang Ping and Tie Xuan, these two guys should not die so easily.

After all, their cause and effect have not yet been received themselves.

“Close your eyes.” Xu Fandao.

Gu Yue was very obedient and obediently closed her eyes.

…….

The battle between cultivators and warriors continued.

The killer who besieged the princess was stunned at this time.

The target, which was clearly in front of them for a second, suddenly disappeared!?

The silent disappearance gives an illusion.

It’s as if it were…. Never before has it ever been.

PS

: (In the text: Flashing Silver Sea, Rolling Jade Wheel)

The sound is shocking the White Emperor, and the light is chaotic and loses its youth

Sparkling silver sea, rolling jade wheels.

From Zheng Shiyuan’s “Spectator Dancing Knife”,

I don’t believe that anyone here knows Zheng Shiyuan!

The lack of information can no longer be described as pitiful, and the year of birth and death is unknown.

I just remember reading his phrase “the dead are like Sifu, and those who come can also learn”

was a long time ago.

But after looking for a long time, I don’t know which of his poems it came from.

If you have a small partner who knows, you can give the author a popular science.