From one person to nine to five

Chapter 315 Wei Mingliu (4)

Wei Minggu's samurai sword made a harsh friction sound when it blocked Xu Fu's Chang Ge, and the samurai sword in his hand trembled slightly due to excessive exertion.

However, in the desperate situation, his eyes shone with tenacity, as if he was swearing that he would never give up easily.

Xu Fu launched the offensive mercilessly, and Chang Ge drew a golden light in the air, oppressing Wei Minggu.

There was indifference and determination in his eyes. He had no room for tolerance and must defeat his opponent completely.

Wei Minggu's body was pressed lower and lower, but he still held the samurai sword tightly in his hand, trying with his last strength to resist Xu Fu's attack.

His strength had reached its limit, and every swing caused him severe pain.

Xu Fu's attacks became more and more violent, and Chang Ge turned into a golden whirlwind, stirring the surrounding air.

Every wave he made seemed to be telling the cry of victory. He knew that as long as it lasted for a moment, victory would belong to him.

Suddenly, Xu Fu launched the final blow.

His body rose into the air, and Chang Ge drew a perfect arc in the air, heading straight to the top of Wei Minggu's head.

This blow, which gathered all his strength and determination, was his deadliest move of the entire battle.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Wei Minggu's eyes, and his body could no longer effectively dodge.

The katana trembled slightly in his hand, as if to express the weakness of his struggle.

At that fatal moment, his life seemed destined to come to an end.

However, just when Xu Fu's Chang Ge was about to touch Wei Minggu's head, Wei Minggu's body suddenly twisted to the side, and the samurai sword was swung out.

His move was not a counterattack, but a desperate struggle, a struggle that hoped to bring down the opponent with the last bit of strength.

Xu Fu's long spear pierced the air, and his body suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Wei Minggu used his last strength and stabbed his heart with the katana.

However, just when the battle seemed to be over, Xu Fu's body suddenly trembled slightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

His fingers moved slightly, and Chang Ge made a faint sound on the ground.

Wei Minggu felt this tiny movement, and a trace of alertness flashed in his eyes.

However, his body could no longer move and he could only watch helplessly.

Suddenly, Xu Fu waved his fingers quickly, Chang Ge drew an arc on the ground, and then stabbed Wei Minggu fiercely.

Wei Minggu subconsciously used his last strength to try to avoid, but was a step too late.

Chang Ge stabbed his shoulder, Wei Minggu groaned, and severe pain spread throughout his body.

His body trembled violently, but the determination in his eyes did not disappear.

He gritted his teeth and used his last strength to try to break away from Xu Fu's attack.

A sneer flashed in Xu Fu's eyes, and he stabbed Chang Ge into Wei Minggu's body with greater force.

Wei Minggu's body trembled violently, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

However, his eyes remained firm, as if telling him that he would never give in.

At this moment, the katana in Wei Minggu's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and fierce sword energy burst out.

He used up his last strength and swung his katana towards Xu Fu's throat.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xu Fu's eyes. He had no time to dodge and could only resist the fatal blow.

Wei Minggu still held the samurai sword in his hand, and his eyes revealed perseverance and determination, as if telling of his unyieldingness.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, still held Chang Ge tightly. His body was strong and powerful, but he became extremely tired in a short moment.

At this moment, the entire valley fell into silence.However, in this tranquility, Wei Minggu's body suddenly trembled.

There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he was trying to stand up.

Although his body has reached its limit, his will remains firm.

Not far away, Xu Fu's body also trembled slightly.

His fingers gently clenched Chang Ge, as if he still had some strength left.

There was a strange look in his eyes, as if he felt a challenge from Wei Minggu.

Suddenly, Wei Minggu's body struggled to stand up, with the katana still firmly in his hand.

His eyes became more determined, as if he was going to launch a final challenge at this last moment.

This kind of persistence and persistence is impossible to ignore.

Xu Fu watched Wei Minggu stand up with difficulty, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

These are two true warriors who are unwilling to admit defeat even on the verge of life and death.

He put down his Chang Ge and signaled Wei Minggu to stop, as if conveying a tacit understanding.

The eyes of the two warriors met in the air, as if countless messages were conveyed to each other at this moment.

Wei Minggu suddenly let out a low roar, waved the katana in his hand, and launched a fierce attack.

His eyes shone with determination, as if telling him that he would never give up easily.

The samurai sword cut through the night sky and went straight to Xu Fu's throat.

Xu Fu's eyes became even colder. He quickly dodged Wei Minggu's attack and then counterattacked.

He waved his Chang Ge and launched continuous attacks, each wave carrying infinite power.He was determined to completely defeat Wei Minggu and end this battle.

The muscles in Wei Minggu's whole body were tense, and his movements were extremely flexible.

He cleverly dodged Xu Fu's attack and then counterattacked with his katana.

His swordsmanship was extremely skillful, and every sword stabbed into Xu Fu's vital parts.

Xu Fu felt the pressure from Wei Minggu, and his eyes shone with determination.

He knew that now was his last chance to win, and he couldn't afford to slack off.

He concentrated all his strength and launched a fierce attack, trying to force Wei Minggu into a desperate situation.

Wei Minggu gritted his teeth, tensed his muscles, and tried his best to resist Xu Fu's attack.

There was determination in his eyes, and his unyielding will supported him to continue fighting.

At the moment of life and death, he was unwilling to admit defeat easily.

The battle entered a fierce state, and the figures of the two people flashed quickly and intertwined.

The dance of Wei Minggu's samurai sword was like a continuous rain shower, with every blow carrying the power of destruction.

His eyes revealed unyielding determination, and he would do his best to defeat Xu Fu at this last moment.

Xu Fu was still calm and composed, and the fighting spirit filled the sky when he waved his long sword.His attacks were like those of a ferocious beast, with every blow carrying a devastating aura.

He knew that this was his last chance to win, and he couldn't afford to slack off.

Wei Minggu's samurai sword danced in the air, the blade cutting through the night sky, causing bursts of harsh wind sounds.

His attacks were like gusts of wind and rain, each swing carrying destructive power, trying to find Xu Fu's flaw.

Xu Fu was calm and decisive. His Changge turned into golden lightning and waved it quickly to meet Wei Minggu's attack.

His eyes shone with shrewdness, and he meticulously blocked every sword strike from his opponent.The battle between the two became more intense, and their weapons continued to collide, making sharp metallic sounds.

Wei Minggu's footwork was extremely flexible, sometimes moving and sometimes sideways, trying to confuse Xu Fu's sight.

His attacks are like storms, ever-changing and powerful.

Xu Fu remained calm, and his Changge turned into a solid barrier, firmly blocking Wei Minggu's attack.

Although his attacks were fierce, each one was accurately calculated and the force was just right.

Suddenly, Wei Minggu's samurai sword danced with a quick sweep, trying to knock Xu Fu down.

However, Xu Fu saw the opponent's movements and quickly moved his body to avoid the fatal blow.

Xu Fu seized the opportunity and counterattacked like lightning.

His long sword streaked across the night sky, pointing directly at Wei Minggu's waist.

Wei Minggu tried his best to dodge, but his robe was still scratched by Chang Ge, leaving a shallow scar.

Wei Minggu gritted his teeth and felt the pain, but still did not stop attacking.

His eyes were full of tenacity. He wanted to win this battle and would not allow failure.

Xu Fu felt Wei Minggu's tenacity, and he knew that his opponent would not give in easily.

He waved Chang Ge again and launched a series of attacks, forcing the opponent to retreat step by step.His offensive was like fire, leaving no room for doubt.

Wei Minggu tried to stabilize his body, drawing an arc with his katana in his hand, blocking Xu Fu's attack.

Perseverance flashed in his eyes. He would not give up easily and was determined to fight to the end.

Although Wei Minggu's body was exhausted, his eyes still shone with tenacity.

He controlled the katana, and every swing was filled with persistence and determination, as if he was trying to squeeze out the last bit of strength from his body.

Xu Fu is calm and decisive, and his Chang Ge is like a golden dragon dancing in the night sky.

His movements were like an artist's dance, and every attack was accurate and ruthless.He knew that now was the time to decide the outcome.

Wei Minggu gritted his teeth and felt the pain in his body.

However, his eyes shone with tenacity.He suddenly stepped up his attack and swung his katana even faster.

He tried to force Xu Fu to make mistakes through fierce attacks.

Xu Fu saw through Wei Minggu's intention, he dodged away indifferently, and then stabbed with his backhand.

Chang Ge cut through the night sky and pointed directly at Wei Minggu's chest.

Wei Minggu quickly dodged, but Chang Ge still scratched his shoulder, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Wei Minggu groaned, but he did not stop because of this, but instead increased the intensity of his attack.

There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and he wanted to go all out in this last moment without leaving any regrets.

Xu Fu smiled grimly, his body dancing in the darkness, seeming to blend in with the surrounding environment.

His attacks are fast and accurate, and every swing carries a fatal threat.

He knew it was time to end this.

The battle between the two was like a raging fire, scattering brilliant sparks.

Under the cover of darkness, their movements became more rapid, and every collision carried a violent impact.

Their breathing gradually became faster, and every muscle in their bodies was preparing for the final battle.

Their figures flashed rapidly in the dark night, and the sword light and Chang Ge's shadow intertwined with each other, forming a fierce picture.

Wei Minggu suddenly let out a thundering roar, and when the samurai sword danced, the sword's light was like water, turning into thousands of sharp blades.

His attack speed was so fast that it was almost elusive, and each sword carried destructive power, as if it was going to split the entire mountain forest.

Xu Fu stared closely at Wei Minggu's movements, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

He knew now was the time to go all out.

He quickly swung his Chang Ge and launched a series of attacks, each swing carrying the sound of howling wind.

The weapons of the two collided in the night sky, making a sharp metallic collision sound.

Wei Minggu's attack was like a violent storm, airtight, with almost no flaws.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, is calm and composed. Every swing he makes is accurate and does not waste any effort.

Wei Minggu tried to force Xu Fu with speed and fierce attacks, but Xu Fu remained as steady as a mountain, blocking every attack he made.

There was confidence in his eyes, as if he had seen through everything about his opponent.

The battle entered a fierce state, and the figures of the two people quickly shuttled through the dark night.

Wei Minggu's attacks became more and more fierce, and every swing he made carried infinite power, as if he was going to destroy the entire valley.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, remained calm. Every counterattack he made was extremely sharp, making it difficult for his opponents to deal with it.

Suddenly, Wei Minggu launched a unique move. His samurai sword danced into a curtain of swords, trying to trap Xu Fu in it.

However, Xu Fu was already prepared. He nimbly dodged and then struck back with a backhand.

Chang Ge cut through the night sky with a whistling sound, pointing directly at Wei Minggu's chest.

Wei Minggu tried his best to dodge, but was still brushed by Chang Ge, leaving a bloody wound.

He gritted his teeth, and there was a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was irritated.

Wei Minggu's attacks became more violent. His steps were extremely flexible, sometimes sweeping high and sometimes slashing low, trying to break Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. His Chang Ge danced in the air, forming a solid line of defense that blocked all attacks from his opponents.

Their figures flashed rapidly in the dark night, and the sword light and Chang Ge's shadow intertwined with each other, forming a fierce picture.

Wei Minggu suddenly let out a thundering roar, and when the samurai sword danced, the sword's light was like water, turning into thousands of sharp blades.

His attack speed was so fast that it was almost elusive, and each sword carried destructive power, as if it was going to split the entire mountain forest.

Xu Fu stared closely at Wei Minggu's movements, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

He knew now was the time to go all out.

He quickly swung his Chang Ge and launched a series of attacks, each swing carrying the sound of howling wind.

The weapons of the two collided in the night sky, making a sharp metallic collision sound.

Wei Minggu's attack was like a violent storm, airtight, with almost no flaws.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, is calm and composed. Every swing he makes is accurate and does not waste any effort.

Wei Minggu tried to force Xu Fu with speed and fierce attacks, but Xu Fu remained as steady as a mountain, blocking every attack he made.

There was confidence in his eyes, as if he had seen through everything about his opponent.

The battle entered a fierce state, and the figures of the two people quickly shuttled through the dark night.

Wei Minggu's attacks became more and more fierce, and every swing he made carried infinite power, as if he was going to destroy the entire valley.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, remained calm. Every counterattack he made was extremely sharp, making it difficult for his opponents to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)