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4292. Chapter 4292 I want to save face and suffer

Ling Chuxi knew that the other party was about to show his true strength now, but under the strong fighting spirit, he felt his blood boiling in his heart without the slightest hint of cowardice.

"Seven Cang Yuan Swords, the third move!" Ling Chuxi advanced instead of retreating, and once again took the lead and struck out with the third sword.

"Boom" the two swords intersected, making a loud noise that made even the spiritual veins tremble slightly.

This time, Ling Chuxi was shaken back dozens of feet before she managed to stabilize her body. A bloody gash was cut on her leg by the strong wind and current.

The man's face didn't look good either. There was a trace of dark blue in his pale white face, and he was even more shocked. Although the sword just now didn't knock him back again, only he knew that he was holding his ground for the sake of face.

He was just in shape, but he was trying to save face and suffer the consequences. At this time, his internal organs were shaking, and his injuries were by no means much lighter than Ling Chuxi's.

It's interesting, it's interesting. The man squinted his eyes slightly, but he couldn't tell whether his gaze was appreciation or fear.

"Cang Yuan Sword Style, the fourth style!" Ling Chuxi had no time to take care of her injuries, and the fourth sword came out.

The man's face remained calm, and he slashed out with his sword.



"The Seven Swords of Cang Yuan, the fifth style!"

"Seven Swords of Cang Yuan, Sixth Style!"

Ling Chuxi's blood-white clothes were splattered with blood, and even the corners of her mouth were stained with bloodshot threads. However, the long sword in her hand was faster than the other, and the power of Cang Yuan's sword technique was also increased several times.

The sky turned gloomy at some point, and strong winds passed by, causing pain like a knife on the face. Sand and rocks flew on the spiritual veins, and dust and smoke were rolled up.

Every time the swords crossed each other, Ling Chuxi was shocked and retreated. Under the powerful sword power, the man could no longer hold on and retreated involuntarily. But overall, he was still stronger than Lingchu.

Xi's situation is a little better.

The man's pale and dull face actually showed excitement.

"The great road has no trace, and the sword reaches the world!" The man shouted loudly, finally revealing his true strength.

The dark clouds in the sky instantly dissipated, the violent wind and turbulence also came to a standstill, and a majestic and righteous sword light slashed towards Ling Chuxi.

This sword, regardless of its sword intent or sword power, is perfect. Even the ancient sword intents that Ling Chuxi had racked her brains to understand cannot compare with this sword.

"Seven Cang Yuan Swords, seventh style!" Ling Chuxi finally used the seventh sword of Cang Yuan Sword Technique. Although the opponent's sword was perfect, Ling Chuxi's face was filled with strong confidence.

If the opponent had used this sword earlier, Ling Chuxi would have been defeated. But now, with seven consecutive sword strikes, Ling Chuxi has brought Cang Yuan's swordsmanship and martial arts to their fullest, plus that trace of heavenly law.

In terms of martial arts alone, Ling Chuxi was confident that no one at her level could easily defeat her.

"Such a powerful sword!" The man's expression changed. Of course he could see that Ling Chuxi's sword technique was stronger than the last one, but he didn't expect that this last sword actually destroyed the previous seven swords.

By integrating it, the power is increased more than a hundred times.

If he was not injured, he could easily take the sword, but now that he was seriously injured, he didn't have the slightest confidence.

The man smiled bitterly. He thought that with his martial arts skills and the strength comparable to the peak of the god level, the ten sword strikes would force the opponent to abandon the sword in a hurry and admit defeat. Who knew that this was only the seven swords, but he was forced into it.

Desperate situation.

In desperation, he could only make a secret decision, and suddenly the sword suddenly became brighter.


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