When Qian Yuyou woke up, he found that time had not passed long, and it was probably less than a cup of tea.

Wang Jiu was very sensible in his attack. Since it was a rule duel, he did not distinguish between life and death, so he only used the long sword body to directly knock down his opponent with a lightning speed.

After Qian Yu woke up, he felt lingering fear. The swordsmanship of this guest Wang Jiu was so high that it was incredible! In terms of the swordsmanship realm, Qian Yu was comparable to an ordinary middle and late-stage master in Yunyong Realm. He had to knock him down instantly with swordsmanship purely, at least he was a higher level, a master at the Fengyun Realm or above.

I really got to the point of being a big iron plate, I hope there will be no long-term side effects...

While thinking, Qian Long turned his attention to another battlefield, hoping that the insignificant time he had just fought for could help his ex-girlfriend... well, prepare for his ex-girlfriend to win.

Losing to Wang Jiu...is not that important, but Zhang Zhixi must not lose to Chen Qingming!

The next moment, when he looked closely, Qian Yu was surprised to find that the civil war situation was really developing in a direction that was beneficial to Zhang Zhixi! The popular girl held two long swords, one with a mouthful of red coral and one with a slightly strange but undoubtedly exquisite sword technique, which pushed Chen Qingming out of breath.

This set of swordsmanship that combines two swords is obviously Zhang Zhixi's unique swordsmanship that he does not want to easily expose his unique skills. It completely surpasses the level of Fengqi Realm and enters a higher level.

Although Chen Qingming had a turbulent brute force and his tactical changes were very flexible, his flaws of rough swordsmanship were fully exposed under the tactics of the double-sword joint attack. He soon fell into a desperate situation and was about to lose in just two moves.

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"Wang Jiu, find a way!"

Chen Qingming asked for help in a furious manner.

This guy Zhang Zhixi is so disgusting. He was just a grade test and even got this kind of trump card-level sword technique! As for?! Is there any grudge or illness?

Needless to say, Wang Jiu never stopped deducing. His attention never left the battlefield in the circle. Qian Yu's duel application was not even considered leisure for him.

And in his opinion, the situation on Chen Qingming's side was basically beyond help.

Zhang Zhixi's hard power is already above her. At this time, she sacrificed this set of double-sword combined attack techniques, which was the price of overloading the true soul consciousness, and improved her combat power in a short time to the extreme. Chen Qingming's inferior sword technique, just relying on the eight-sect sword technique, is too great in terms of skills. With her combat understanding, it is difficult to resist.

The only chance of winning is that Zhang Zhixi has not yet made up her mind to draw out the trump card and is still fighting alone. Chen Qingming can attack unexpectedly and knock out her sword. Unfortunately, the mount is too stupid and cannot be done.

"Now for you, the only way to win is the Spirit Cat Sword Technique."

"no way!"

"Then I can only wish you to be freed from the shadow of this failure as soon as possible."

"Don't just give up on me like that! Think of another way, you are the peerless master of the sword spirit outside the sky, who has defeated the Great Demon God Emperor!"

Wang Jiu said seriously: "But you are a mild mentally retarded with an IQ index of only 3.3."

"Die Ajiu, wait. I'll be fighting with you after I'm done with Zhang Zhixi!"

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Although Chen Qingming was unwilling to admit defeat, rationally told her that this battle was really difficult... Although on the other hand, with her performance just now, even if she fails, she can successfully rated as a third level even if she fails. However, when she thinks that she will lose to this big-breasted Zhang, she feels a fire of namelessness rising up.

At this moment, Zhang Zhixi, who had already established a victory, couldn't help but say, "If you continue to fight, you will definitely lose. What about your hidden trump card? Are you so embarrassed to let people know it?"

Chen Qingming responded angrily: "I don't have any trump cards!"

"Haha, what a joke. How could a big kid like you who likes to be self-reliant have no trump card?"

Chen Qingming couldn't help but angry: "How persistent are you in the big family and self-reliance? Even if I really suffer from the benefits of the family, I pretend to be low-key and pretend to be a low-key person here, which is going to get in your way again!"

Zhang Zhixi's expression was calm: "Yes, I just can't stand you for your show-offs, what's wrong? It's obviously a daughter who is praised by her family as the pearl in her hand, but she pretends to be a poor person with a deep grudge. I just can't stand you!"

While speaking, two swords attacked each other, and a golden light burst out from the red coral and Jade Blue, which made people unable to open their eyes. At the same time, two long swords guerrillaly rushed from the dark like poisonous snakes.

However, Chen Qingming subconsciously closed his eyes when the golden light was lit, held the hilt of the sword at the same time, and placed the sword body horizontally. His arms were then congested and swollen, twice as thick as they were, and he tore the sleeves of his apricot yellow shirt and cracked them open, revealing his bright red skin.

Then, the sword used to intervene suddenly swept horizontally, like a mace and a moon sword to sweep across thousands of troops! Chen Qingming's immovable body was fully powerful, and the true energy in his body roared and blew, causing a sharp wind as sharp as a knife.

This unreasonable move instantly broke Zhang Zhixi's golden dragon sword, forcing her to avoid the edge.

Chen Qingming swept over with a sword and forced his opponent to retreat, but he felt the thief in his body empty, and said breathlessly: "The pearl in his hand? Miss Qianjin? Have you seen a few young ladies eating braised vegetables, and have you seen a few young ladies who are ridiculed and sarcastic when their practice is not smooth!?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhixi angrily snatched the words: "I've seen so many! I've seen so many! The young men from rich families kept delicacies and didn't move, and ran to the slums to drink porridge and eat steamed buns to experience life and show their approachability. Who has never seen such things? What's more, what's wrong with eating braised vegetables? The real poor people can't even eat wild vegetables! What's wrong with being ridiculed and sarcastic when they were not successful in their practice? What's wrong with being expelled from the inner door? Aren't you still a member of the Li family's courtyard? You just go from the inner door to the outer door! If you were a real poor grassroots, if you don't meet the standards, you will immediately open the door wall. Who will reason with you? Because of this, you start to show your grievances, and you even say that you are not a daughter!"

Chen Qingming was robbed of this time and was stunned and speechless for a moment. The unfair treatment she had been worried about for many years seemed to be... no big deal.

Zhang Zhixi said again: "Who doesn't know that the Li family is most popular in Qingyun City. The one who loves the most is your concubine Li Qingming! Lu Xin, the princess of Qingyun Lu family, was so arrogant and proud back then that he didn't take anyone seriously except Li Fengyun. Now, for you, he went to the Mutual Aid Association to issue the ridiculous tasks of hundreds of schools, and also set up an immortal cultivation fund for you. One phase of the capital is 100,000 spirit stones, 100,000! What else do you want? Live in Shenyuan, take thousands of love for granted, trampling on others' kindness, and finally you have to say that you are self-reliant and self-struggle. I hate you the hypocritical bitch like you the most!"

This hearty and painful scolding made the whole audience speechless.

Even Chen Qingming was speechless.

She also had dissatisfaction and had many things to say to argue. For example, she never claimed to be self-reliant and struggled by herself. She had relied on the help of the sword spirit Wang Jiu from the beginning to be reborn. For example, she never took the favor of others for granted. She always knew very well that there were too many poor people in this world who were far inferior to her, and compared to them, she was quite lucky.

But so what? Because of the misfortune of others, you cannot strive for the happiness you deserve? Because others are so-called good intentions, you must accept everything, completely ignore the poor methods and backfire. You must be grateful?

Why, there is no such truth in the world!

Unfortunately, now is not the time to reason, and Chen Qingming doesn't want to have a quarrel with that big-breasted girl.

This is a grading test, where you speak with the long sword in your hand.

I don't want to say it, I just want to win.

Chen Qingming let out a sigh of relief, slowly arched his legs, leaned against the ground, his arms retracted, his hands bent against his chest like cat claws, and his body began to sway left and right.

This strange action made everyone present stunned and even wanted to laugh. But the next moment, no one could laugh.

Four illusions of fake and real appearances appeared on both sides of Chen Qingming's body as she swayed, while the body in the center gradually disappeared in the sway...

"What kind of spell is this!"

Everyone, including the peak level of Yunyong Realm, couldn't help but wipe their eyes and watched in disbelief as four illusions appeared in the field. The monks in Fengqi Realm were ranked, and there was such an illusion spell of illusion?!

Zhang Zhixi, who was in the circle, suddenly became more and more furious. She had repeatedly yelled to ask her opponent to take out her trump card, but now the trump card has really come out, but it is much more terrifying than she thought.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a trick... Use your precious true energy on the illusion, and the strength of the attack will be weak. As long as you keep it steady, you will be invincible..."

As soon as she decided to do it, Zhang Zhixi saw Chen Qingming's four illusions rushing towards her like a cat. It was difficult to tell the authenticity of the four directions, so she simply closed her eyes and tried to block it with her half-baked blind fighting sword technique. The next moment, she dinged and dangled four crisp sounds in succession, and she was actually attacked four times. Each time the force made her wrist numb and her true energy was stagnant. After the four swords, Zhang Zhixi's whole body was filled with blood and her eyes were filled with stars.

Fortunately, with some luck, she finally blocked the first round of surprise attack. Zhang Zhixi gritted her teeth, swallowed a trace of sweetness in her throat, and began to try her best to activate her true energy and restore her strength.

But at this moment, Chen Qingming learned to scream in a cat's meow in a tingling tone.

It was like the sound of calling for youth indulging in spring when flowers bloomed. It was filled with endless charm in the sweetness, and it made people intoxicated in an instant.

Zhang Zhixi seemed to see a blooming flower bush, with a few furry cute kittens running and jumping, playing and playing. The warm sunlight above her head, and the tender green grass under her feet was full of wild flowers.

In amazement, a kitten suddenly rushed up to her shoulders, stretched out her furry claws, and touched her earlobe curiously.

Zhang Zhixi was completely melted by this innocent and curious little animal, and she was so dazed that she wanted to reach out to touch its little head...

The next moment, a coolness bloomed from the forehead and heart, instantly spreading to the whole body, as if a basin of cold water was poured down on his head.

Flowers, grass, sunshine, kittens... There was no trace in an instant, and there was only a cold sword in front of me, pressing against my forehead.

The person holding the sword... was wearing a cat-eared headdress, with a pair of gloves in the cat's claw gloves, looking embarrassed and angry.
Chapter completed!