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Chapter 329

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Genius for one second? Live? Little Yu??? Champagne? Mound? City F * ck? O Chapter 328 – Tie

"Hu!"

Without any hesitation, the dark blue greatsword in Weng Qing's hand slashed towards the fiery red sword screen. Little Rain?

At this moment, it was as if a waterfall had crazily poured down from the nine heavens, with the force of a thunderbolt. The terrifying Strength Qi surged out from the sword blade that was as wide as a door, and the tyrannical aura undulated, causing even the air to be unable to withstand it.

Seeing this scene, a smile finally appeared in Weng Ting's eyes. However, deep within Xing Yan's beautiful eyes, there seemed to be some surprise.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the dark blue greatsword had already fiercely smashed into the fiery red sword screen. An earth-shattering sound rang out, and even the roof of the palace seemed to be about to be lifted off.

Under the incomparably violent collision, the luster exploded and the neon light shattered.

The dark blue greatsword rapidly shrank, and the fiery red sword screen also rapidly disappeared. An even more violent aura swept out in all directions, as if a hurricane had been set off out of nowhere. Xing Yan and Weng Ting's clothes fluttered in the wind, and all the decorations around them were also swept away.

"En!"

In the next moment, Gong Qing let out a muffled groan as her delicate body explosively retreated more than ten meters. When she stabilized her footsteps, her face had already turned slightly pale.

At almost the same time, Tang Huan also retreated a few steps.

"Bang!" "Bang …"

Every time his feet stepped on the ground, the ground would explode. After a dozen steps, Tang Huan finally stabilized his footing, but the ground in front of him was already a mess. He heaved a long sigh, and looked at Gong Qing who was close to twenty meters away from him, a strange look uncontrollably flashed past Tang Huan's eyes.

From what he could sense, this woman called Gong Qing was not even at the peak of the seventh step. She should be around the same level as him, having just stepped into the seventh step for less than two months.

However, the strength she had displayed just now had greatly exceeded Tang Huan's expectations.

Before today, there were already quite a few Stage Seven Martial Master s who had fought with Tang Huan, and the strongest was none other than the Thousand Generals of the Dragon Spring Town, Chu Feng. However, this woman called Gong Qing in front of him, had strength that was not the slightest bit inferior to Chu Feng, which surprised Tang Huan.

"Again!"

Her figure was like a ray of white light, shooting towards Tang Huan like lightning. The dark blue sword in her hand that had already returned to its original state seemed to have suddenly become extremely soft, like a ribbon, it quickly flew across the sky.

"Hu!" Almost at the same time that Gong Qing made his move, Tang Huan also moved. Like a horse that had broken free from its reins, he galloped forward as fast as lightning.

In an instant, the distance between the two of them was less than two meters.

The dark blue longsword that was like a soft ribbon wrapped around Tang Huan's neck, and the Bloodrose Sword in Tang Huan's hand also pierced out like a snake swinging its tail, instantly intertwining with the dark blue longsword, but just as a "ding" sound rang out, the two longswords separated the moment they touched each other.

Gong Qing's figure strangely moved to Tang Huan's side, and once again wrapped around him with her sword.

With a twist of Tang Huan's arm, the Bloodrose Sword immediately whizzed out, and after a moment, the sharp tip of the sword touched the dark blue sword's body. Gong Qing's jade-like wrist trembled slightly, and the sword's body rippled like water, immediately dispelling the force that burst out from the tip of Tang Huan's sword.

"Chi!" In a split-second, when Gong Qing once again rushed over with her sword, her figure once again moved to a different location like a ghost.

"That's right!"

Tang Huan laughed out loud, his interest was piqued. This Gong Qing's swordsmanship was extremely profound, the few times she had attacked, it even gave him the illusion that the longsword in her hand was not a solid weapon forged from ores and gems, but a beam of dark blue liquid.

This was the first time Tang Huan had seen such a battle skill. Not only that, Weng Qing's movement technique was also extremely strange. She was like a spirit that was dancing at a fast speed, light and graceful. Her miraculous battle skill, coupled with her ghostly movement technique, caused her to possess a powerful might every time she attacked.

Facing such a strong opponent, Tang Huan did not dare to be negligent, and displayed the "Eight Phoenix Flashes" and "Absolute Monarch Nine Heavens Sword Technique" to the fullest.

It had been a long time since Tang Huan had obtained the "Absolute Monarch Nine Heavens Sword Technique", but this was the first time he had used this kind of battle skill against an enemy. However, Tang Huan did not feel the slightest bit unfamiliar with it. It was clearly only his first time, but it was as if he had already practiced it thousands of times, as if the sword skill had already been imprinted in the depths of his soul. Whether it was attacking or defending, he would be able to do it easily every time.

"Ding!" "Ding …"

The crisp sounds of collisions rang out incessantly.

The two figures were actually getting faster and faster, and it was already very difficult for the naked eye to distinguish Tang Huan's and Weng Qing's faces. The red and blue lights collided and separated at an astonishing speed, and within a radius of a dozen metres, the afterimages of the two's bodies could be seen everywhere. Strong winds and heat waves …

Bo! "rolled up and out.

At the edge of the battle circle, Weng Ting and Xing Yan watched without blinking, but their expressions were different.

Weng Ting no longer had the slightest smile on her face, and her eyebrows were knitted closer and closer. Xing Yan's eyes, on the other hand, revealed a strange expression. The blazing waves of energy that continuously whistled over pressed the veil tightly onto her face, revealing her almost perfect facial features.

"Stop!"

A moment later, a low shout suddenly exploded in the palace.

Within the battle circle, a black shadow suddenly retreated a few meters, the afterimage quickly dissipated, and Tang Huan's face was clearly revealed in an instant. Not far away, Gong Qing's incomparably agile figure was also rooted to the ground. Not only was her sideburns drenched in sweat, the clothes on her body were also stuck to her delicate body, and her exquisite, curvaceous figure was revealed in the palace without any concealment.

"Miss Weng Qing, how about we tie in this spar?" Tang Huan heaved a sigh of relief, he raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead, and revealed a slight smile on his face. When he finished speaking, the Bloodrose Sword in his hand had already retracted its heat, and the resplendent luster that exploded out had greatly weakened.

"A draw?"

Weng Qing stared at Tang Huan for a while, her expression becoming complicated, and a trace of indescribable emotion appeared in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, she looked at Weng Ting who was more than ten metres away, and slowly said, "Aunt, give him the three 'Green Jade Serene Stones'."

Hearing this, Weng Ting secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately after, three "Green Jade Stones" were thrown towards Tang Huan: "Master Tang Huan, catch!"

"Thank you, Chief Eunuch Weng!"

Tang Huan grabbed it and placed it in his bosom. When the Bloodrose Sword was sheathed, he had already turned to look at Xing Yan and said: "Miss Xing Yan, I'll be troubling you."

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Xing Yan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared between her brows. Immediately after, she took out a large stack of gold notes from her sleeves, counted six million, and handed it over to Weng Ting. Weng Ting did not immediately reject or accept it. Instead, she glanced at Gong Qing before accepting the gold notes.

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