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Chapter 119: Hard Fight

With murderous intent, a powerful aura rushed towards his face.

This was a master at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm. He was holding a hundred-forged sword and his eyes were wide-eyed. He had locked onto Wang Xuan.

"Well done!"

With a loud shout, Wang Xuan was also full of pride at this time. No matter whether he was the mortal enemy of the Blood Sword Sect or not, all he had to do was kill him successfully.

"Flowing water is ruthless!"

In a desperate situation, Wang Xuan's sword skills naturally became extremely ruthless.

The sharpness was fully displayed, and under the influence of his breath, the wind on the top of the mountain seemed to become extremely biting, making people's faces hurt.

The swords clashed, and a shock force spread. I thought I could force him back.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xuan was wrong.

The hundred-forged sword in the hands of this disciple of Luan Dao Sect is extremely heavy, and he is good at overwhelming people with force.

In a head-on confrontation, not only did he not achieve the expected results, but he felt like he was at a disadvantage.

Gravity hit him, causing him to tap his toes and retreat quickly.

"Haha, it's great. You are the first to be able to match me at the first level of Qi Condensation Realm."

Due to the use of Fetal Breath Technique, Wang Xuan's strength was still at the first level of Qi Condensation Realm.

Appearances always confuse people, allowing those at the second and third levels of the Qi Condensation Realm to pursue him with confidence and boldness, and at the same time, there are opportunities to take advantage of him.

Ignoring the other party's compliments, he had been careless just now. Suppressing the surging blood in his heart, he decided to change his approach this time.

"Take the flowers and smile!"

"Flowing clouds and flowing water!"

He let out a low shout, then stepped forward with his right foot, and slid his left foot forward and to the side, following him like a shadow.

When the Phantom Trap was deployed, he had to use cleverness to win and use skills to defeat the opponent.

With one kick, the corpse under his feet rose up from the ground and flew towards the opponent.

At the same time, Wang Xuan followed closely behind him, and after three steps, he came to the opponent's side.

While the opponent was slashing open the corpse, the iron sword in his hand stabbed out.

With a "poof" sound, it hit him in the waist.

The sword force was used, and under the shock, a round hole was immediately opened in the waist.

"Be bold, dare to hurt Senior Brother Chen, and seek death. Come together and kill him."

The others were watching the show, but they didn't expect that the situation changed so quickly. Within a few moves, they were injured, and seriously injured.

This was a slap in the face to everyone present, and they became angry and started a new round of siege.

Half the time for burning the incense passed. Wang Xuan sat down on the ground, leaning against a tree, breathing heavily.

There were countless scars all over his body, and his clothes had long become like strips of cloth.

The corpses piled up around him, making the disciples of the four sects terrified.

The corpses were both male and female. When it came time to actually kill him, he only saw enemies in his eyes, regardless of gender.

Even for those charming women in Tianxiang Pavilion, he was merciless in his attacks.

Such a victory was possible thanks to the leather bag he had hidden in the tree.

It contained poisons, intoxicants and other things, and unexpectedly, those people were infected one after another.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Xuan naturally beat up the drowned dog, or rather killed the drowned dog.

Twenty or thirty new dead souls were added under the sword, giving him a terrifying evil aura all over his body.

"Haha, come here, I will kill as many as you have, roar!"

At the end of the sentence, Wang Xuan couldn't help but roar, and the four disciples surrounding him subconsciously took three steps back.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the mighty Blood Sword Sect would have such a passionate person. I have to say that you are a genius, and your strength shocked me a little."

"You are not at the sixth level of Qi Condensation Realm, right?"


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