"Those who are about to die, please report your name."
Duan Tianqiu's eyes were like daggers, and he stared at Zheng Zhi: "When you use it to make wine, you also need to know whose corpse it is."
"Zheng Zhi, please kill me!"
Zheng Zhi swung the long sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword sounded.
When the sound fell, his figure had disappeared from where he was.
The next moment, Zheng Zhi appeared in front of Duan Tianqiu and slashed out with his sword.
"call out!"
The sword shines like a star, carrying the power of breaking through the sky.
Nine Netherworld's cold energy clung to the sword's edge, and it was bone-chilling.
Duan Tianqiu's pupils shrank.
However, he did not dodge, but instead curled up into a contemptuous smile.
His whole body was shaken, his long sleeves fluttered, and nine ghostly energies surrounded his body, forming a shield.
The sword light reached and struck the gang shield.
"Bang!"
The sword light collided with the gang shield.
The sharp sword light was unable to break through for a moment.
However, the stalemate only lasted for a breath, the sword of judgment flashed with blood, and cracks suddenly appeared on the shield.
"Crack!"
The cracks continue to grow and eventually break.
Duan Tianqiu's smile stiffened, his face changed drastically, and he retreated a hundred meters away.
"What a sharp sword, it can break my Yougang!"
Duan Tianqiu's eyes darkened and he stared at Zheng Zhi.
Looking at his chest, there was already a deep scar.
From the wound, blood continued to overflow.
"Lord of a city, that's it?"
After a successful attack, Zheng Zhi sneered.
"court death!"
Feeling the insult in Zheng Zhi's words, Duan Tianqiu was furious.
After years of pampering, how had he ever been so humiliated?
At this moment, Duan Tianqiu suddenly disappeared.
Zheng Zhi's face suddenly changed in front of him, and he blocked him with his sword.
Duan Tianqiu came through the air.
"Bang!"
As the sound of an explosion resounded, Zheng Zhi felt his arms go numb and he retreated more than ten feet.
Look at the hand holding the sword again, the tiger's mouth is cracked and the sword hilt is dyed red with blood.
Before he could recover, Duan Tianqiu tapped his toes and launched an even more fierce attack.
The speed is very fast, like an eagle swooping down on food.
Nine ethereal energies!
It's only one step away from the tenth path.
After the ten ethereal energies, there is the pregnancy spirit.
The city lord of the port city is already very close to that realm.
A palm came forward, and gusts of dark wind surrounded the palm.
"Yin-Eating Palm!"
Zheng Zhi's face was solemn, and the wind from his palms hurt his cheeks, giving him a feeling of suffocation.
The true meaning broke out, the cold wave became the wind, and Zheng Zhi activated the profound energy in his body to the extreme.
"One sword seals the sky!"
Swing the sword with all your strength and suddenly.
The palm wind and sword energy collided fiercely.
However, this time, his sword energy could no longer destroy anything.
The wind that was transformed by the sword energy, after raging for a while, came to an end.
Duan Tianqiu retreated more than ten steps, that's all.
"fine?"
Zheng Zhi's expression changed again.
His strongest attack failed to achieve any effect.
Of course, he didn't see that Duan Tianqiu hid his palm in his sleeve, and his right hand was also quietly hidden behind his back.
Looking at the palm in the sleeve, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were visible from the injuries.
"Is there any other way?"
Duan Tianqiu's eyes were as bright as a knife and as dark as a ghost: "If not..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
A sword sound suddenly sounded.
"Gui Peng's true meaning!"
Without any hesitation, he immediately expressed his true intention.
This is a roc, but this bird is different from other rocs. Half of the bird's head is a skeleton and carrion.
The half of the skull's bird eyes are hollow, with a hint of black flame.
Show your true intention and clap again with your left palm.
The oncoming flying sword collided with his left palm.
The flying sword was deflected!
However, just when Duan Tianqiu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something unexpected happened again.
I saw that the flying sword that was deflected by the force of my palm suddenly changed direction and shot towards me again.
Duan Tianqiu's expression changed.
But the flying sword was too fast, giving him no time to react.
"Pfft!"
The sword light flashed past.
Duan Tianqiu retreated wildly, his left arm had been cut off neatly, and blood was flowing out like a fountain.
"Use Qi to control the sword, are you a sword master?"
Holding his broken arm, Duan Tianqiu looked shocked.
"City Lord Duan, you are careless."
Zheng Zhi made a move with his palm, and the Judgment Sword drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and finally landed in his hand: "Such a clumsy sword did not dodge."
"you……"
Duan Tianqiu's eyes widened in anger, and just as he was about to speak, his expression changed again.
Another sword light came to kill.
Zheng Zhi had no intention of giving the latter any chance to breathe.
Duan Tianqiu's eyes turned ferocious, and his bloody right palm shot out again.
The true meaning of Gui Peng releases the miserable wind, and nine faint energies surround the palm of his hand.
"It turns out that you were not unscathed either."
Taking a look at Duan Tianqiu's bloody right palm, Zheng Zhi grinned.
Their swords and palms collided, and both of them retreated.
Duan Tianqiu looked pale and his right arm was shaking.
Obviously, his severely injured body was at the end of his strength.
The smile on Zheng Zhi's face grew wider. He suppressed the fatigue in his body and faced him with his sword.
He still enjoyed the feeling of beating up a drowned dog.
After another confrontation, Duan Tianqiu vomited blood repeatedly and was completely suppressed by Zheng Zhi.
His body was covered with sword wounds one after another, and soon he was covered in bruises.
Even though he has nine powerful cultivation skills, he still seems to be unable to support himself with only one arm.
"Die!"
Zheng Zhi appeared in front of Duan Tianqiu and slashed out with his sword, hitting Duan Tianqiu's neck.
However, at the moment when victory was about to be won, something unexpected happened again.
A black figure appeared in front of Duan Tianqiu.
A bone-like hand reached out and held Zheng Zhi's sword firmly.
With a squeeze in his hand, Zheng Zhi's sword turned blood red and he could no longer move forward an inch.
The cold sword energy on the blade was annihilated in an instant.
"who?"
Zheng Zhi's expression changed.
The black figure said nothing, just waved his sleeves.
A burst of profound energy surged, and Zheng Zhi flew out, falling hard to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
"Nice sword."
Holding the Judgment Sword in his hand, a hoarse voice came out.
I saw the man in black stroking the blood-red sword body with his bone-like hands, and admired slightly.
The acquired spiritual weapon is a rare treasure that can only be encountered.
Zheng Zhi stumbled to his feet, his face extremely gloomy.
He raised his head and saw the man in black clearly.
This is a skinny old man with long hair shawl and a goatee. The most eye-catching thing is that the old man's eyes are gray and black.
"Elder of the Corpse Sect, Mang Han!"
The old man spoke calmly, his voice hoarse and shrill.
"Thank you, elder, for coming to the rescue."
Behind him, Duan Tianqiu bowed slightly.
At this moment, he no longer has any pretense as a city lord, but only humility.
It was obvious that the lord of the port city had surrendered to the Corpse Sect a long time ago and bowed his head.
However, although Duan Tianqiu said he was respectful and grateful, there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.
This Mang Han has obviously been here a long time ago and has been hiding in the dark.
If he had taken action earlier, he wouldn't have had his arm cut off.
There is only one explanation for why he has only appeared so far, and that is intentionality.
Of course, Mang Han didn't care about Duan Tianqiu's inner thoughts, he just nodded slightly and showed great airs.
His gray-black eyes glanced around Duan Tianqiu, then quickly looked back.
In his opinion, Duan Tianqiu was already a lost dog, and it was difficult to interest him.
Turning around, Mang Han turned his attention to Zheng Zhi.
A wave of coercion burst out of his body, instantly covering Zheng Zhi.