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"Ah..." Wu Bufeng screamed in fright, only feeling that his skin was almost cut through.

Before he could react, Wang Ziqiao's long sword had been recovered in front of him, and he handed it out again: Chirp...

It was the first time Wu Bufeng had seen such a move, just like the first time Wang Ziqiao saw Tidbits Flying to the Sky and Babu Chasing Cicadas, it was inevitable to suffer.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab him, Wu Bufeng suddenly raised his hands, clasped his palms together, and clamped Wang Ziqiao's sword, followed by bullying him, took a diagonal step, and quickly moved his shoulders It hit Prince Joe's chest.

At this time, Wang Ziqiao didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't expect that he could be trapped by the opponent with such a fast sword. When he saw the opponent hit him, he didn't panic. , successfully dodged a blow.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ziqiao's wrist trembled, and the long sword was retracted in an instant, and he extended the sword again.

Bang!

Like firecrackers exploding, the high speed of the sword tip exploded the air, hitting Wu Bufeng's chest directly.

Wu Bufeng was already prepared this time, energy gathered in his chest, and at the same time he turned sideways instantly, the sword energy tore through his clothes, but failed to hurt his flesh.

While turning sideways, Wu Bufeng also waved his hand sideways, trying to grab Wang Ziqiao's wrist.

Wang Ziqiao shook his arm, but the long sword suddenly bent, and the tip of the sword pierced Wu Bufeng in an instant.

This is Wang Ziqiao's special move. When he killed the cup worm master, he used this move.

Because who among ordinary people can make a long sword thrust out at high speed suddenly attack straight at ninety degrees?

When practicing with Huo Zhendong, Wang Ziqiao didn't use this trick either.

Wu Bufeng couldn't think of it at all.

When he felt something was wrong, it would be too late to hide, so he could only avoid the vital points as much as possible. Since he knew that he would definitely be injured, he didn't plan to let Prince Joe go again. His hand stretched out like an eagle The claw continued to grab Prince Joe's wrist, while the other hand patted the sword.

The corner of Wang Ziqiao's mouth turned up, and when he pouted, the long sword suddenly let go, and his wrist was quickly withdrawn.

The long sword that was thrown out was straight again, as if controlled by an invisible force, the tip of the sword still went straight into Wu Bufeng's heart.

flutter!

The sword that cut iron like mud directly pierced Wu Bufeng's chest.

After all, Wu Bufeng took a step slower.

When his hand slapped the long sword flying, he retreated instantly, covered his chest with his hand, took deep breaths one after another, opened his eyes wide, and glared at Prince Qiao.

But Wang Ziqiao stepped back a few steps and moved six or seven meters away from Wu Bufeng's position. With his hands behind his back, he stared straight at Wu Bufeng.

He already sensed that this sword did not seriously injure Wu Bufeng, because Wu Bufeng slapped it in time, the long sword only penetrated three inches into the flesh, and was blown away.

However, when a master fights, it is often just a little bit worse.

Wu Bufeng was injured, so it was difficult to devote himself to the battle as he did at the beginning, and he would be distracted from controlling the wound.

A fourth-level master can control every muscle in the body, and the flesh and blood pierced by the long sword will be closed instantly to prevent the blood from leaking out.

Wu Bufeng nodded fiercely: "Okay, okay, okay, it seems that I still underestimated you, young man, no wonder you seriously injured my junior brother!"

At the same time as he spoke, he also danced Tai Chi with his hands, and a strong wind gradually rose around him.

Wang Ziqiao noticed that this strong wind was actually swirling around the Wu Bufeng, and it gathered rapidly towards the area between his hands. fluctuation.

"drink……"

Wu Bufeng shouted suddenly, as if ten thousand people were shouting at the same time, his figure had already risen into the air, and he pushed out his palms, pushing the strong wind towards Wang Ziqiao.

The strong wind seemed to be mixed with the true qi in Wu Bufeng's body, he had already gone all out to fight the enemy with the true qi he had cultivated so hard.

A shock wave the size of a leather ball hit his face.

And Wang Ziqiao's magic was also cast at this time, a blue light blessed his body, his toes touched the ground, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, an afterimage rushed towards Wu Bufeng,

The long sword that fell to the ground suddenly flew up, merged with the afterimage, flashed silver light, and slashed towards Wu Bufeng head-on.

No one could see Wang Ziqiao's movements clearly.

But Wu Bufeng who had just landed suddenly raised his hands again, trying to clamp Wang Ziqiao's long sword.

But Wang Ziqiao's figure appeared in another direction, and he also slashed at the top of Wu Bufeng's head.

Wu Bufeng flickered quickly, dodged the strike, and then turned around and punched.

Although this punch hit Wang Ziqiao, it had no effect at all, because this Wang Ziqiao was just an afterimage.

call!

Another slash appeared on Wu Bufeng's right.

And Wu Bufeng had just smashed the last afterimage, so there was no time to change his move.

But he turned his head hastily.

flutter!

A knife slashed at Wu Bufeng's shoulder, and almost the entire body of the sword sank.

what……

Wu Bufeng screamed, and the muscles of his shoulders suddenly closed, clamping the blade of the sword, and then he turned around and punched.

Wang Ziqiao dodged again, but he didn't take back the long sword, but his punch landed on the back of Wu Bufeng's heart.

Bang!

Wu Bufeng took a few steps forward and stopped suddenly.

"Asura's body skills? What's your relationship with the little devil? Die!" Wu Bufeng looked like a wounded beast, with a ferocious expression, he held the hilt of the long sword in his hand, turned around, shook the long sword, and stabbed !

Wang Ziqiao stepped on the ground and rose into the sky, reaching a height of more than ten meters. Then he swooped down, his palms fluttered, stirring the air, and rushed straight to Wu Bufeng.

Wu Bufeng saw the shadows of his palms flying around, covering himself, he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, and there seemed to be the sound of dragon chant faintly.

"Subduing Dragon Palm?" Wu Bufeng's heart trembled, this Dragon Subduing Palm was extremely domineering, starting with nine palms, eighteen palms, 36 palms, and 72 palms, making it impossible to defend.

But he still stabbed up to the sky, piercing through the shadow of his palm, straight to Wang Ziqiao's throat.

But the shadow of Wang Ziqiao's palm grabbed the long sword. In Wang Ziqiao's hand, the long sword curled up like cotton in an instant, while the other palms still hit Wu Bufeng.

Wu Bufeng hastily dropped his long sword, lowered his waist to dodge, his upper body centered on his waist, quickly spun around a circle, brought up a hurricane, followed by Tai Chi with both hands, and blasted towards the sky.

boom!

The two forces collided together.

Wang Ziqiao bounced back and landed five meters away.

Although Wang Ziqiao didn't have any inner energy, but after the dragon palm was hit to a certain level, he could also form a rapid impact palm style.

Wu Bufeng also took two steps back, the blood from the wound on his shoulder flowed out again, his face was pale, and after glaring at Wang Ziqiao fiercely, he stepped on the ground with both feet, the floor tiles were cracked, and his figure was like an arrow flying from the string. Straight to Prince Joe.

"Hey, do you compare lightness skills with me?" Wang Ziqiao has become more and more relaxed. Although this Wu Bufeng is powerful, he has already been injured. It is only a matter of time before he can be defeated.