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"Why should a fellow Taoist act so vicious?" Zhang Wuji shouted with a calm face. The woman in yellow was alone, with a cloak flying, and replied lightly: "You should be glad that he is not dead!"

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but speak in a hurry. There was no doubt that Yang Kaitai was vicious and mean, and it was natural for others to teach him a lesson. He was still injured by several of his Nascent Soul masters intercepted him. This was also a big deal for his skills. The other party was not as aggressive as others. But if he left with the help of others, he would not only lose face, but his reputation as Zhaixing Tower would also be affected. Zhang Wuji's face was unstable, and obviously he was still unsure of his mind.

Li Weiwei and others held magic weapons and stared at the calm woman in yellow vigilantly, waiting for Zhang Wuji to give the order. Although the sword of the woman in yellow was terrible, there was only one person after all, so they didn't believe that she could fight against seven. Moreover, there were four masters in the Nascent Soul stage, and they were the least able to use the Star-Star formation. Even the guy in the God Transformation Stage had to hate him on the spot.

Zhang Wuji pondered for a while, waved his hand and said, "Let's retreat!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Li Weiwei said unwillingly: "Master, can you just let her go like this!"

Before Li Weiwei could finish her words, Zhang Wuji glared at her fiercely, put away the magic weapon and retreated to the back. Seeing this, the others had to retreat. One of them took Yang Kaitai who fainted from Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji's face returned to a gentle and humble look, and said with neither humility nor arrogant: "It's because my junior brother is wrong first. He is injured by his fellow Taoist masters. He is not as good as others in his skills. No wonder he is a fellow Taoist. However, Zhang admires fellow Taoist's sword skills very much. If you want to learn one or two, you can ask fellow Taoist for advice!"

Zhang Wuji's intention is very obvious. Although we have made mistakes first, if you are hurt, we will not be able to get over the face and we have to find the situation back.

The woman in yellow ignored Zhang Wuji and was too lazy to move. Although the man looked gentle and gentle on the surface, there was a strange thing hidden in his gentle eyes. Although it was hidden very well, the woman in yellow still noticed it because she had seen such strangeness in her disciple's eyes. So she was extremely disliked by Zhang Wuji, and even more annoying than Yang Kaitai.

When Zhang Wuji saw the woman in yellow ignore him, his face gradually became ugly, and his aura slowly climbed up. He was naturally not underestimated by his late-stage Nascent Soul strength. Li Weiwei and others consciously retreated for several miles. The long sword on Chu Junchuo's back buzzed and seemed to be about to break the sheath. Zhang Wuji dared not hold it big, and there was a thick-backed long sword in his hand. The same fifth-grade sword weapon, he clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, please give me advice!"

clang ~

A cold and slaughtering sword sound was like a pool of autumn water being drawn out, and the terrifying sword intent instantly spread. Zhang Wuji only felt an invisible pressure coming to his face. At this time, he finally realized the feeling of Yang Kaitai facing the woman in yellow-shirting head-on, but the terrifying pressure just flicked and disappeared, and the long sword slashed straight towards the void.

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be stunned. The other party's sword was not aimed at him. Just when Li Weiwei and others were puzzled, a brilliant sword light penetrated the clouds from the sky, as fast as thunder and as agile as a dragon. It was actually a silver-white long sword that was not inferior to Chu Junchuo in terms of momentum. Two equally terrifying sword intents locked each other, as if they were born to be mortal enemies. Chu Qunchuo's sword intent was a little out of the dust, while the sword intent of the silver-white long sword was more inclined to be cold and cruel.

Roar ~

The silver-white long sword turned into a snow-white dragon during the process of breaking through the air, and pounced down with its teeth and claws. A pair of sharp and fierce eyes could pierce a person's heart, and the terrifying sword intent cut the space. Chu Junchuo's crystal clear long sword looked much inferior. The sword was still the same sword, and it did not turn into a dragon and a tiger, but its momentum was not weak at all.

Suddenly!

The crystal-clear sword suddenly accelerated and turned into a small cold star. No matter how sharp or clever the sword intent was, it could not match the highly compressed sword intent. No matter how hard the huge rock could be penetrated by a chisel.

There is no doubt that the silver-white Chilong was penetrated by Han Xing's mind, and all the illusions disappeared in a blink of an eye. The two long swords hit each other several times and flew backwards. A man in white stepped on the clouds and gently landed on the silver-white sword with his hands on his back. The crystal-clear sword returned to the scabbard with a clang. The woman in yellow never looked up. The man in white stood calmly on the sword with his hands on his back, as steady as a mountain, with cold and stiff eyes on his face.

There is no emotion in it. A typical man with facial paralysis, but he is very handsome, with edges and corners. His tightly pursed lips form a very personality arc. Li Weiwei was a little confused when she saw it. This kind of cold-hearted brother's appearance is undoubtedly very lethal to the young girl. Unfortunately, the cold-hearted brother in white did not look at her. His pair of sharp eyes were always on the woman in yellow, which made Li Weiwei hit again. The look she looked at the woman in yellow could not help but feel disgust and jealousy.

At this moment, the long sword on the back of the woman in yellow and the long sword under the feet of the cold brother were buzzing at the same time. A handsome man in white was rushing towards him on the flying sword. His whole body was like a long sword with a sheath. The sword intent soaring to the sky was very arrogant, just like wearing a gold necklace as thick as a thumb and a golden ring swaying across the market, for fear that others would not know that he was awesome and lightning.

The handsome man arrived nearby in the blink of an eye. He had red lips and white teeth, and was as bright as a jade tree in the wind. His handsome face was as cold as apart, but his coldness was far worse than the coldness brother who came first. He was coldness from the heart, and his coldness was only superficial on the surface.

When Li Weiwei saw this man, her eyes lit up and she actually called out: "Senior Brother Feng!"

The man in white was Feng Duo. Feng Duo nodded and smiled at Li Weiwei. His eyes were staring at the woman in yellow, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. The woman in yellow actually raised her head slightly, but she did not look at her. The momentum on her body suddenly increased and weakened again. The cold brother couldn't help but frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Feng Duo, and his eyes were calmly withdrawn. Feng Duo looked back coldly, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the sword consciousness that soared into the sky on his body became tempted.

"Long Ruo, aren't you going to compete with me in swords? Kill him first!" The woman in yellow said lightly, still not raising her head slightly. Feng Duo's face changed, and when the sword turned, it turned out to flash away. Li Weiwei couldn't help but be stunned, and a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes!
Chapter completed!