These two simple actions made the heavy Park Sword in his hand instantly gain some vitality, like a lively snake, rolling up along Kunlun Ke's iron spear, blooming a series of sword flowers, and instead pressing Kunlun Ke's iron spear down!

The qi power of his dantian was vigorous!

Those strands of steam flowed into every part of the body along the meridians!

All the Qi power in his body broke out in the shortest time interval!

The blazing sword intent gushed out from the sword's edge again, making his figure at this moment... appear to be more burly and even more arrogant than the Kunlun Guest in front of the sword!

The sword intent shone on Kunlunke's thin and weird cheeks, illuminating his eyes, and even illuminating the cold and mocking look in his pupils clearly.

Kunlunke knew that this was Liang Wuyang's life-threatening blow.

But he was not afraid. As he said before, Liang Wuyang was not Du Qing, nor Shan Lahan. No matter how his Qi power simulates the sword intent, it could not be the real sword intent.

"You can't stab me again, and you can't hurt me again!"

The shout echoed on the cold snow lake... The sword intent on the Liang Wuyang sword was shaken like a torch in the wind, and the iron spear suddenly picked up several inches, and Park Jian retreated several inches.

As soon as the gun was released... the sword intent on the sword was shaking violently, just like Fengfeng Candles seemed to be extinguished at any time. Liang Wuyang's face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted into the sword intent, which turned into slightly burnt steam in the hissing sound, but his eyes were still so calm.

Then he said two words that no one could have imagined.

"Noisy."

With these two words, an extremely condensed qi power was released from Liang Wuyang's body, and the qi power was separated from the mottled blood color of the body. This qi power was extremely pure, but it was like a naughty boy with only brute force but ignorant.

However, Kunlunke's eyes suddenly became cold.

Because he clearly felt the power of Qi released by Liang Wuyang

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Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, Liang Wuyang's face was pale and his eyes were bright.

The pure sword intent that hit Kunlunke's eyes suddenly shrank, but in a very short moment it was burned to the point of yellowing and withering, revealing a look of shock and fear.

He felt that this was the real pure sword intent.

Countless pure sword intents were spit out from the sword body in Liang Wuyang's hand.

; Liang Wuyang's sword sharply slashed forward with dazzling blazing flames!

This sword is the most familiar sword technique and the simplest sword technique. It has no fancy moves, but it just slashes from top to bottom, but it is also his most powerful sword.

The iron spear in Kunlunke's hand could no longer withstand the power of the qi and the burning and purification of the pure sword intent. With a crisp sound, it broke into two pieces!

The sword edge continued to move forward.

Kunlun Ke shouted loudly, and used his iron hands to strike forward with the momentum of a railing and bridge, and forced Liang Wuyang's sword into his fist!

The huge impact force of Kunlunke's fists was transmitted along the sword body to the hilt of the sword, and then to Liang Wuyang, but he seemed to be unaware of it, lowered his head and pursed his lips, and continued to press forward without saying a word!

The sword edge that spitted out pure sword intent burned Kunlunke's fist and moved slowly and unstoppably, getting closer and closer to his thin and pale face.

Facing the upcoming death, Kunlun Ke let out a crazy howl, made his last effort, lifted the seriously injured foot, and kicked Liang Wuyang's waist and abdomen!

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Chapter completed!