As soon as the killing move came out, Wang Xuan did not expect that Shen Xiqing would kill so decisively.
His face changed slightly, and he suddenly swung out a leather bag and threw it directly onto the opponent's sword.
With a "bang" sound, the leather bag was opened, and gray powder flew into the air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Xuan strode away and ran towards the river.
He screamed inwardly that he was unlucky and had no choice but to steal the chicken like this. Seeing the crazy woman's look of not giving up until she killed him, he immediately felt his scalp numb.
"Despicable, dare to poison, seek death!"
Shen Xiqing gave a sharp shout and waved his sleeves, sending the gray powder flying away.
It was this delay that widened the distance between the two.
When he saw that it was effective, Wang Xuan laughed.
Without slowing down, he threw a leather bag directly up, the long sword passed by, gray powder flew down, and at this time, he had already passed.
I tried to block Shen Xiqing's attack in this way, but I didn't expect that Shen Xiqing was not an easy person to deal with.
Although she was masked, she didn't know what would happen if the gray powder fell on her body, so after she was fooled, she took out a bamboo hat.
At this time, Wang Xuan's subsequent operations seemed to be in vain.
The bamboo hat was like a spinning windmill, throwing away all the gray powder.
The distance of more than thirty feet is neither long nor short.
For Wang Xuan, who was running for his life, it was the distance between life and death.
In his opinion, once they reach the river, it is not certain who will win.
Poisoning is no longer an option, so it seems the only option is speed.
When he was only two or three feet away from the river, dawn was right in front of him, and he felt a little proud, so naturally his speed inevitably slowed down a bit.
It was precisely because of this delay that Shen Xiqing seized the opportunity.
A sword shot out, hitting the package behind Wang Xuan's back.
The powerful attack made me feel that my internal organs were all shifted.
With this thrust, Wang Xuan reacted, kicked hard with his right foot, and was thrown away.
With a "plop", he plunged into the water.
Shen Xiqing, who rushed to the shore, frowned and felt something was wrong, but looking at the blood on the tip of the sword, he suppressed the worry in his heart.
Standing on the shore, observing the river, after a while, I still didn't see any other abnormalities.
Instead, in her sight, water snakes appeared one after another, seeming to smell the fishy smell and swimming towards the place where Wang Xuan fell into the water.
"Haha, no matter how many tricks you try, you will never escape the fate of death."
After muttering to herself, Shen Xiqing turned around and left. For her, after betraying Zhan Xiaofei and his group, she still needed to settle the matter.
No matter whether it is Zhan Xiaofei or the people from the Luan Dao Sect, there is no way to survive. Only when they are all dead can she feel at ease.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Zhan Xiaofei and his group wanted to kill the people from the Luandao Clan, but they didn't expect that the people from the Luandao Clan surrounded them.
The Blood Sword Sect and the Luan Dao Sect are mortal enemies. No matter when, as long as there is a chance, they must kill each other.
In the forest, Zhan Xiaofei and his group of more than a dozen were walking. Suddenly, Zhan Xiaofei, the strongest man, waved his hand and signaled everyone to stop.
In his senses, he has discovered that something is wrong around him.
"Friends in the dark, please show up and see me!"
Quietly, no response.
"Do you really want Zhan to say it a second time? If I invite you again, then I can only speak with my sword."
"Haha, senior brother Zhan's confidence is still as strong as ever. No, my junior brother has come out."
Before anyone came out, voices rang out first.
A group of disciples carrying hundreds of swords appeared, and the leader had a smile on his face.
"Oh? Who do I think you are? It turns out to be Senior Brother Nie Quan. I don't know why you are doing such a big battle today."
Seeing that there must be at least thirty disciples of the Luan Dao Sect appearing around him, Zhan Xiaofei's heart sank and he secretly made a gesture to signal the juniors to get ready.
Naturally, Nie Quan noticed Zhan Xiaofei's little moves, but he didn't care, or in other words, he already had enough confidence.
"Today, junior brother came here for one thing only. I want to borrow something from senior brother Zhan. I wonder if I can part with it?"
"Huh? I didn't expect that I still have something that can impress Senior Brother Nie. I wonder what it is? Could it be?"
"Hey, it seems that Senior Brother Zhan has guessed it right. Yes, it is the head on Senior Brother Zhan's neck."
The tone was as calm as water, but to the Blood Sword Sect disciples present, it was no less than a thunder.
They have always been extremely confident in Zhan Xiaofei's strength. After all, the strength of the sixth level of Qi Condensation Realm is there. It can be said that in this secret realm, there is an extremely master.
The reason why I say this is because of the cultivation limitations of the Blood Fiend Secret Realm. You can only enter the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, not even the higher level.
"Okay, okay, it seems that Senior Brother Nie Quan is fully confident that he can take down Zhan."
Such arrogant words made Zhan Xiaofei laugh in anger.
"Junior brothers, I will use all my strength later and you will find the right opportunity to escape. Only if you escape will I have the chance to leave."
"Senior Brother Zhan, we are not afraid. We will die together."
"No, we can only die if we die. Senior Brother Zhan doesn't need to worry about us. You can just escape by yourself. Only in this way can you avenge us."
He turned around and whispered instructions to the junior fellow apprentices, but unexpectedly he aroused opposition from everyone, and they all unanimously asked Zhan Xiaofei to escape.
Nie Quan did not stop Zhan Xiaofei and the others from whispering. In his opinion, these were probably his last words. After all, in addition to being superior in numbers, he also had a trump card.
"Okay, have you guys agreed? If so, come up and accept death."
"Junior brothers, follow me and kill together."
Touching his bald head, Zhan Xiaofei let out a ferocious smile.
He waved the Ziyang Sword in his hand and headed towards Nie Quan to kill him.
Many people expected Zhan Xiaofei to break through from the side, but they did not expect that he would choose to attack Nie Quan head-on.
Nie Quan's face changed slightly, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he came over to fight with the Xingyue Sword.
The two groups collided heavily, swords clashed, and the sound of gold and iron could not be heard.
"Thunder Light Hundred Swords!"
The Ziyang Sword seemed to bloom with thousands of brilliance at this moment, shining in the world. The sword's body was bright, like a lightsaber, and it pressed hard towards Nie Quan.
"Shuangye massacre!"
A black turbulence appeared, and the Xingyue Sword seemed to spit out countless black lights. At this moment, it condensed into a black net and flew toward Zhan Xiao.
During the attack and defense, both of them used their full strength.
When two people are about the same strength, their attacks often have an advantage, not to mention that in terms of hard power, Zhan Xiaofei is so much superior.
Nie Quan's defense was directly broken through in one stroke. Zhan Xiaofei tapped his toes and broke out of the encirclement.
"Nie, you are attacking me today. If my junior brother does anything wrong, I will repay you a hundredfold."
After this roar, Zhan Xiaofei actually fled forward.