The swords, swords and shadows overlapped in confusion in the field, and every collision would cause a huge commotion.
After such a long stalemate, the roles of the offensive and defensive sides have not changed, but the results are also pretty good.
Someone finally discovered the problem: "Ten forms of the Heavenly Sword, each one is more exquisite than the last. pyYoung Xia can practice the third form at the age of twenty, which is already a genius, but..."
I couldn't help but say the next words.
"Senior brother, isn't it true that Qin Peng's martial arts is not weaker than that of Py Shaoxia? Didn't he fail to get through the second branch of the governor's office even though he was elected governor?" Among the crowd, the extremely beautiful Emei female disciple asked the people around him puzzledly
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The honest young man beside him explained with a complex expression: "Qin Peng's internal strength is indeed not comparable to that of Pyongyang. But the internal strength he cultivates is very strange. After fighting for so long, he does not appear to be exhausted.
On the contrary, it is Young Hero Py, whose sword skills are no longer as sharp as before.
More importantly, although Qin Peng's swordsmanship is not as good as the Heavenly Sword, his mastery of swordsmanship is actually deeper than that of py Shaoxia. This man's talent is definitely rare!"
Hearing the sighs of admiration from the senior brothers, the female disciple surnamed Zhou had a faint look in her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, with your martial arts, can you join forces with Young Hero Py to defeat Qin Peng?"
Fu Hao hesitated and said: "How can we, a chivalrous man, defeat a large number of people with a small number? What's more, if I take action, I will lose the face of young hero py, and I may make him unable to step down."
The female disciple named Zhou fell silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
As Fu Hao said, py Dong was indeed almost unable to step down. The continuous attacks failed to capture Qin Peng, causing py Dong to gradually fall into a manic state.
Especially when he thought that Jiang Mengying was paying attention, Pydong let out a loud shout, and the internal energy of Lieyang Qigong surged throughout his body. He moved a lot faster, and swished into the sword net, and the sound of wind and thunder rang in the air.
Puff puff puff...
The invisible sword network immediately collapsed, and the stone slabs on the ground also fell into pieces, exploding all over the yard.
Such a powerful and terrifying offensive made Jiang Mengying shake her head.
Fu Hao, the Emei sect member, took the initiative to introduce it to his junior sister: "According to legend, the Sun and Moon Holy Sect had two major artifacts, namely the Holy Fire Divine Token and the Holy Water Divine Token. Nowadays, each remains in the Sun and Moon Sect.
On the Holy Fire Divine Order, there are several extremely powerful martial arts engraved on it. If I guessed correctly, what Young Hero py is performing right now is one of them, the Thunder Hand."
The female disciple named Zhou looked strange and yearned for it, and said with a smile: "Since we have such a trump card, if we used it earlier, wouldn't we have won a long time ago?"
Fu Hao sighed: "How can such a strange skill be easily used without enough internal strength? If young hero py cannot defeat Qin Peng in one go, he will fall into a defeat."
While the two were talking, Qin Peng's sword net was already crumbling.
"Death to the devil!"
Py Dong saw hope, gathered his remaining inner strength, stretched out his left hand, and shot out ten palms in an instant. The violent power of wind and thunder finally defeated the sword net that he hated so much.
Qin Peng vomited blood and retreated. At this point in the battle, his internal strength was almost exhausted. But Qin Peng, who should have been panicking, had determination in his eyes.
He has been waiting, waiting for this moment——
The last remaining true power of Nine Suns poured into the Red Dragon Sword in one go.
The red dragon sword suddenly shot out, piercing through the power of wind and thunder that was supposed to hit Qin Peng, and then stabbed py Dong three meters away from the opposite side.
The fifth form of the Nine Swords of the Imperial Way!
Just when Pyongyang was exhausted, the sword was beyond his expectation and faster than he could dodge, which made Pyongyang look desperate in his eyes.
The whole place was in an uproar, and there was a clang.
Everyone felt their eyes blurred as the Red Dragon Sword was blocked by a soft force and flew back to Qin Peng's hand. Qin Peng looked coldly at the woman in white who landed in front of Py Dong.
"Junior sister."
pydong was still frightened and looked ashamed, like a defeated rooster.
Jiang Mengying said: "Brother, with your martial arts skills, as long as you fight steadily, you will eventually be able to suppress Qin Peng. Like you, he is already at the end of his rope, but he is just holding on.
It’s a pity that senior brother is so eager to eliminate evil that he fell into this person’s trick to deceive the enemy. It’s also because he is upright and not as cunning as this person.”
Knowing that his junior sister was protecting him, Dong Py said gratefully: "Senior brother, you have learned a lesson. You will definitely change your past mistakes next time and never take risks again."
Hu Yinyin, who was on the opposite side, complained on behalf of the altar leader: "What a shameless Saintess of the Yue Sect. She is obviously inferior in skills, but in your mouth, she is upright and upright. Hahaha, she is indeed the right way!"
Jiang Mengying didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, please rest for a while. Mengying also wants to try Brother Qin's dragnet."
The expressions of Hu Yinyin and others changed greatly. Zhengdao is not scary, but they are afraid that Zhengdao will act like a rogue. Just now, this woman easily defeated the Altar Master's killing sword.
Even if the altar master's skills are restored, the woman's calm and composed appearance is really heart-breaking.
Hu Yinyin deliberately insulted Jiang Mengying just now, with the intention of arousing the old habit of pedantry in the orthodox way, and then fighting for the altar leader's life.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Mengying, looking at the fairy spirit floating in the sky, actually refused to do this!
Qin Peng felt as if his head was as big as a bucket at this moment. Facing Jiang Mengying's eyes as clear as glass, the invisible pressure was far greater than facing Pyongyang.
Qin Peng is almost certain that he is 100% no match for this woman. If he really wants to listen to the other party, recover his skills obediently, and then go up and be humiliated, wouldn't he become a fool?
But if you try your best, there is no hope of survival.
As quick-witted as Qin Peng, he was so anxious that his back was sweating, and he felt like he had nowhere to escape. The main reason was that the other party came too suddenly and caught him off guard. He still doesn't know how he exposed his traces.
Hu Yinyin took the opportunity to step forward to help Qin Peng and whispered: "Altar Master, after you recover your skills, let your subordinates stop them. You run away!"
Hearing the determination in her tone, Qin Peng turned to look at her, only to see Hu Yinyin looking forward with a usual smile on her lips.
Qin Peng pursed the corners of his mouth vigorously.
Jiang Mengying suddenly said: "Brother Qin, please ask some of your subordinates to leave the scene temporarily."
Once these words were spoken, it was tantamount to leaving no escape route for Qin Peng.
Hu Yinyin's hand slapped the back of Qin Peng's hand hard, and then she killed him without hesitation.
Xiao Sheng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will fight with you!"
At the critical moment of life and death, the two of them had a perfect tacit understanding, and each used their whole life's skills to kill Jiang Mengying, just hoping to hold her back for a moment and create time for Qin Peng to escape.
Jiang Mengying did not move. He swung out his sword, and the sword light rippled like water without any smoke and fire. As soon as the inner strength of Hu Yinyin and Xiao Sheng was hit by the sword energy water wave, it immediately disintegrated.
With a pop, the two of them vomited blood and flew backwards, not even able to survive a single blow from the sword.
Luo Wu finally moved, and at this fatal moment, he suddenly shot out both palms and grabbed Qin Peng's neck! This chapter has been completed!