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Chapter 104

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"Since you are not afraid of death, then go die!"

The person opposite him, his eyes were like an eagle's, emitting a sharp cold light as he threw a punch at Qin Yun.

Meng Rui's figure flashed and dodged the attack. He sneered and raised his saber to meet the attack head-on.

On the other side, Yue Qiang was also fighting with one of them. Powerful Zhen Qi exploded and shattered the narrow path around them.

Liu Cheng brandished his long spear and yelled, "Yang Qingxuan, you hold on for now! Wait until I kill this man, then I'll come and help you! Even if there is a mountain of blades and a sea of flames in front of me, I will not take a step back! "

After being taught by Yang Qingxuan that day, Liu Cheng's martial intent was sublimated. He displayed a set of spear skills, his moves were nimble and ingenious. He forced the opponent to advance and retreat, gaining the upper hand.

Zhao Sihan's team has three middle stage Spirit Martial Realm cultivators, their strength is very tyrannical.

However, when enemies met on a narrow path, the courageous would win. The people on Yue Qiang's side all had stomachs full of anger, as well as the determination to fight to the death. They were actually evenly matched, and even had a slight advantage.

Chen Zhen is wrapped by Qian Jiang Ta Xue martial spirit and glided towards Tai Feng. His face is filled with ice-cold killing intent.

Tai Feng is startled, he does not dare to block Qin Yun's attack, he intentionally retreated. A pair of wings appeared on his back, they are actually six thin cicada wings, they are very transparent.

Zhao Sihan retracted his gaze and looked at Yang Qingxuan. He said coldly: "You want Chen Zhen to kill Tai Feng, you have chosen the right person. Unfortunately, although Chen Zhen's Qian Jiang Ta Xue has wings, it is not strong enough to fly, it can only do some simple gliding. But Tai Feng's martial spirit, Thin Cicada's Wings, can really fly. "

Yang Qingxuan said indifferently: "Whether you can fly or not, it is only a skill, it is helpful to victory and defeat, but it is not the key factor."

Zhao Sihan sneered and said, "Well said. Then let me see your so-called key factor. That move just now was indeed astonishing. It seems that everyone was deceived by your appearance in the Qi Martial Realm. You should be a Yellow Scarf Warrior. "

Yang Qingxuan silently stuffed a Green Spirit Fruit into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it without saying anything.

Previously, he had borrowed the force of the boulder and injured his physical body. Under the effects of the Azure Spirit Fruit and the Azure Sun Martial Scripture, he had already recovered from most of his injuries.

Zhao Sihan saw that he didn't say anything and sneered, "You want to stall for time? Even if I give you a few more hours, it will be useless. Show me what you've got. Show me what kind of man Wu Qiyue loves! "

As soon as the last word was uttered, Zhao Sihan rushed forward and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan. He suddenly slapped down with a sinister smile on his face. He was actually going to slap Yang Qingxuan!

"You've got guts!"

Yang Qingxuan indifferently spat out two words. His eyes flashed with murderous intent. He put two fingers together in front of him and pointed out.

The sound of air breaking came from his fingertips, and a faint light appeared.

Zhao Sihan was shocked. That finger pointed at his palm, and an extremely dangerous aura came. "What?! What, what kind of finger technique is this?! "

He was greatly shocked. His five fingers grabbed and hurriedly turned into a fist, and he suddenly withdrew his hand.

How could Yang Qingxuan let go of this opportunity? His body leaned forward, and he changed the trajectory of his finger technique and pointed at Zhao Sihan's eyes!

"You! Impudent! "

Zhao Sihan was furious. It was as if his dignity had been provoked. He suddenly put his palms together in front of him, and a soul light appeared and gathered in his palm. He slapped it over!

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank. The strength in his hand increased a bit, and he directly pointed at it.

He also wanted to use this finger to test the extent of Zhao Sihan's strength.

"Chi!"

The finger pointed into Zhao Sihan's palm wind and was engulfed by his martial spirit's light!

Yang Qingxuan's face suddenly changed. At the same time, Zhao Sihan's face also changed greatly. Both of them looked extremely shocked.

"Bang!"

In that move, a powerful force burst out and shook the two of them away.

Yang Qingxuan retracted his hand. He only felt a pain in his two fingers, as if he had pointed at an iron plate.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the soul light in Zhao Sihan's hands gradually became clear. It turned into two one-foot long short blades, shining with a cold light, and there were sawteeth on the back.

Yang Qingxuan said in a deep voice, "Tool Martial Spirit?"

Zhao Sihan waved the two blades a few times and shouted coldly, "You really have some skills. You can actually force out my martial spirit — — Dual Blades Drinking Blood! You are also an existence of the Spirit Martial Realm. Release your martial spirit and let me see it. "

Yang Qingxuan's face twitched and he snorted, "You think too highly of yourself. Why would I need a martial spirit to deal with you?"

"Angry!"

Zhao Sihan roared loudly. The two blades turned into a whirlwind and chopped down.

Yang Qingxuan only felt a gust of blade Qi hitting his face. His face turned cold and he hurriedly dodged to the side in fear.

Zhao Sihan's two blades slashed through the air. He sneered and chased after him.

The space in the gorge was extremely narrow and there were not many places to dodge. Zhao Sihan's two blades were extremely sharp. Yang Qingxuan pointed his finger again and broke through the air.

"Bang!"

That finger hit the back of the two blades and made a metallic sound. Zhao Sihan only felt his arm sink and there were signs of him losing his grip.

He said in shock and anger, "What kind of finger technique is this? It can actually contend with my Dual Blades Drinking Blood?! "

Yang Qingxuan borrowed the power of his finger and jumped three feet away. He sneered and said, "There are as many martial skills in the world that can suppress your two blades as there are hairs on an ox. Why are you making a fuss about nothing?"

Zhao Sihan said angrily, "Even if there are as many as there are hairs on an ox, it doesn't include you!"

The two blades danced. It was an extremely fierce blade technique. It matched perfectly with his martial spirit!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

Blade marks were constantly slashed on the mountain wall. Every blade was close to the wall, but the blade light could penetrate several inches.

Yang Qingxuan was forced to retreat again and again. The opponent's blade technique was impenetrable and flawless. He could only blindly dodge.

"Haha, you think you can dodge all the time?!"

Zhao Sihan laughed wildly. Suddenly, the two blades collided. A soul light scattered and turned into a blood-red color. It was like a giant pair of scissors. Along with the power of the two blades, it rapidly chopped down!

Yang Qingxuan was endlessly shocked. This move seemed to split the mountain wall. The area it covered was extremely large, making it impossible for him to dodge!

"Bang!"

The blade and sword crossed. A soul light appeared in the hollow of Yang Qingxuan's palm. He casually grabbed the "Demon Slayer" broken blade and met it head-on. It was immediately shattered by the Dual Blades Drinking Blood. It turned into specks of soul light and scattered in the air.

Affected by this shock, Yang Qingxuan was forced to retreat several steps. A large amount of blade qi fell on his body and cut open wounds. Bright red could faintly be seen.

"Ha, haha?"

Zhao Sihan laughed strangely. His eyes were full of ridicule. "I didn't see wrongly just now, right? Your martial spirit is actually a low-grade weapon martial spirit with a streak of soul light, a broken sword? Hahahaha, trash is trash. With a trash martial spirit, you're finished for the rest of your life! Even if you cultivate a body technique, it can't be remedied! "

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