Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Lin Pingzhi roared.

The Weeping Blood Sword twisted in his hand.

Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder blades snapped open with a "click".

The excruciating pain made Ximen Chuuxue sword unsteady.

With a bang, it fell down.

Lin Pingzhi's face was full of ferocity.

There was madness in his eyes.

"Ximen Fuxue! You are stronger, I am stronger!"

Lin Pingzhi roared.

He pulled his hand.

The Weeping Blood Sword cut off Ximen Chuuxue's left shoulder directly.

Ximen Chuuxue's left arm, Qi Gen was severed by the Weeping Blood Sword.

"Bang bang."

Arms fell on the snow.

The blood seeped into Bai Xue.

Bai Xue became red snow.

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't control it anymore.

"Ah! My hand!"

He staggered and took several steps back.

He screamed out in pain.

Under the effect of the tag, Lin Pingzhi's damage to him has the effect of doubling the pain.

Even the aloof Ximen Chuuxue couldn't calm down at this moment.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Fear appeared in the eyes of many men in black.

They didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to fight back.

And this sword directly crippled Ximen Chuuxue!

Even if Ximen Chuuxue survived.

In the future, he will also be a one-armed swordsman.

Some of the men in black were happy, while others were sad.

Some people are shocked, some people hate.

Ning Zhong and the others burst into tears.

At least, they knew that Lin Pingzhi was still alive.

All this, for them.

It's good news.

Lin Pingzhi leaned on the Weeping Blood Sword, panting heavily.

The air exhaled from the mouth, because the temperature is extremely low, can see obvious white air.

His chest heaved violently.

Pain spread throughout his body.

Even his calves couldn't help shaking.

Simon blows snow.

Gu Long's strongest six don't have your share!

What are you fighting with me!

Compare swords!

Have you ever compared!

Lin Pingzhi looked at the retreating Ximen Chuuxue.

he knows.

Ximen Chuuxue also tasted the fear of death.

But Lin Pingzhi knew.

All this is not over yet.

He hasn't used Ximen Chuuxue to enlighten his sword heart yet.

Ximen Chuuxue sharpened his sword with him, which was the ultimate goal.

But he, Lin Pingzhi, used Ximen Chuuxue to practice Jianxin Mingming, so why not!

Lin Pingzhi stretched out his cold hand.

He opened his palm and sucked the sword that Ximen Chuuxue dropped on the ground.

"Capturing the Dragon!"

"Crack!"

Ximen Chuuxue's sword fell directly and steadily into Lin Pingzhi's palm.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Ximen Chuuxue and asked indifferently.

"Ximen Chuuxue, what's better!"

Ximen Chuuxue held his shoulder that was continuously gushing blood.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi with dead silence.

Abandoning wives and sons, just for the sword.

He didn't believe it, his sword was no match for Lin Pingzhi!

"Compare!"

Ximen Chuuxue directly took the remaining right hand.

There was madness in his eyes.

There was no sword in his hand at this time.

He held it in vain.

Just like having a sword in your hand.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi straightened his back.

He raised Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

"Do you want your sword?"

Lin Pingzhi asked.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Lin Pingzhi with madness in his eyes.

"Having a sword in your heart is enough!"

He replied coldly.

In his heart, he already had a sword.

He broke through!

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

"It is enough to have a sword in your heart? Heart sword? Sword heart?"

Now that Ximen Chuuxue no longer needs a sword.

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi would not take advantage of him.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was thrown aside by him.

He sucked the scabbard of the Weeping Blood Sword with the Dragon Capture Technique.

Put the Weeping Blood Sword into the scabbard.

Insert the Weeping Blood Sword directly into the clothes on the back.

This scene shocked everyone.

What are they going to do?

Don't even need a sword?

Do you want to try your fists?

But can Ximen Chuuxue win the competition?

After all, Su Mingyue, who is facing him, can subdue the dragon with eighteen palms!

On the treetops in the distance.

Mu Renqing's side.

Standing with the wind clear.

He was resting in the hole.

When Mu Renqing went to pat him to wake him up, he gave him a good beating.

When he arrived, Lin Pingzhi no longer used Dugu Nine Swords.

But Feng Qingyang could also see it.

Su Mingyue is Lin Pingzhi.

Before, when he left.

I did not see Lin Pingzhi.

So don't know.

But the moment he saw it, he knew that Lin Pingzhi was right.

Mu Renqing saw that neither of them was using swords at this time.

Can't help but be a little surprised.

"Brother, why don't they use swords?"

Mu Renqing looked at Feng Qingyang beside him in puzzlement and asked.

Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Pingzhi and Ximen Chuixue indifferently.

"A sword is like a soldier, and the person who wields it depends on the person; there is a sword like a person, and the person who wields it is in the heart."

He said lightly.

Mu Renqing couldn't help but froze for a moment.

He didn't understand what it meant.

As far as Mu Renqing's swordsmanship is concerned, it can be considered formidable.

But what Feng Qingyang meant, he really couldn't understand.

Feng Qingyang glanced helplessly at Mu Renqing.

"They all already have the sword heart, whether they have a sword or not, it's all the same, it depends on whose sword heart is more powerful, the winner will have a clear sword heart, and the loser will die!"

Mu Renqing nodded with a half understanding.

He felt that what the eldest brother Feng Qingyang said was too profound.

Difficult to understand.

And he doesn't want to understand.

Anyway, I have an apprentice who is the Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi.

No one dared to fight with me.

What do I need to know?

I don't need to understand Sword Immortal Ape!

With this thought in mind, Mu Renqing looked at Lin Pingzhi and Ximen Chuixue with relish.

Ximen Chuuxue made a fist, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and merged them to form a sword finger.

The same goes for Lin Pingzhi.

"Su Mingyue! Look at the sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue yelled loudly, and kept waving his sword fingers.

Lin Pingzhi's face was extremely determined.

He also poked out his sword finger.

Although neither of them met anyone.

But the two swords condensed by internal force kept clashing in the air.

"drink!"

Ximen Chuuxue roared.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Ximen Chuuxue lightly.

"Ximen Fuxue! You're not good enough!"

He waved his sword finger.

The sword condensed from the internal force in the air immediately transformed into countless swords.

"Shhhhh!"

Countless swords stabbed at Ximen Chuixue.

These are all Lin Pingzhi's sword energy.

Surprise flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

He tried to be like Lin Pingzhi.

However, the sword finger he was waving suddenly froze.

Internal power!

Ximen Chuuxue's internal strength is not enough at this time!

Lin Pingzhi has many kinds of magical powers in his body.

There is still power left.

But Ximen Chuuxue already had internal strength.

Facing the sword energy that Lin Pingzhi shot out.

Ximen Fuxue's pupils shrank.

He knew that what greeted him was death.

The madness on Ximen Chuuxue's face disappeared.

At this moment he became cold again.

He closed his eyes, pursed his lips lightly, and waited for Lin Pingzhi's sword energy.

A look of joy flashed in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

He knew that he had won.

"System, take the Dragon and Tiger Recovery Pill."

"Ding, the Dragon and Tiger Recovery Pill has been successfully used, recovery time: 3 minutes."

Lin Pingzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

After 3 minutes, he will be back to normal.

During this time.

He wants to see Ximen Chuixue die under his sword's bright sword energy!

Just when countless sword qi were about to reach Ximen Chuuxue.

Two men in black jumped out.

"Simon!"