Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Qijuetang, Street Fighting on the East Street
Wei Zhuang stood on the roof with his sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked around from the corner of his eye, and his energy was mobilized to the extreme.

Swish...Three white lights flickered vertically and horizontally, and three white phoenixes rushed out at the same time, with silver thorns protruding from their fingertips, focusing on vital points.

Wei Zhuang either turned sideways, or swung his sword, or used his fists, and fought three moves with the three of them at the same time, all of Bai Feng's ultimate moves were easily resolved.

The ink crow floated over, stood in the air, stabbed out with the dagger on the back of his right hand, and grabbed the back of Wei Zhuang's head.

The ink crow's surprise attack was very strange, with very sophisticated experience, and a very tricky angle. It is not known how many prey died under his blow.

What's even more frightening is that the ink crow can perform such a surprise assassination move anytime and anywhere.Therefore, he is above the birds, the head of the birds, and the leader of the five leaders of the birds.

However, Mo Crow's surprise attack...failed!

Wei Zhuang seemed to have a pair of eyes on the back of his head, and any attack from behind could not escape his vision.

Faced with this blow, Wei Zhuang reached out with his left hand and pinched Mo Ya's wrist, and with a wave of shark teeth with his right hand, the sharp sword energy passed through Mo Ya's body, and the latter immediately turned into a group of black crows.

Mo Crow's special skill, the technique of transforming crows.

Relying on this strange light kung fu technique, Mo Ya evaded deadly moves time and time again.

Everyone has their own favorite trick.

Gai Nie is most proud of the hundred-step flying sword, Wei Zhuang is most proud of crossing all directions, young Baifeng is most proud of the Phoenix Dance Three Illusions, and Mo Ya is most proud of his crow transformation technique.

The black crows turned into a group of black crows. Dozens of hundreds of black crows flew around and surrounded Wei Zhuang, interfering with his sight.

At the same time, Bai Feng launched a second rush attack, three figures crisscrossed each other, with silver thorns on their fingertips that could penetrate iron armor, and they killed each move one by one.

For a moment, three white lights flew around Weizhuang, and countless black crows interfered with the vision.

Facing attacks from all directions, Wei Zhuang looked calm, with a sword in his hand, the sword light was dazzling, and the sword energy bloomed one after another, resolving all tricky killing moves.

With a clang sound, Wei Zhuang swept across with his sword, and Bai Feng flew backwards.

A group of black crows retreated, gathered on the house, and turned into black crows in the blink of an eye.

The three white phoenixes flew upside down, one, two, and three. The three white phoenixes landed at the same place, maintaining the same attacking posture. The three of them overlapped instantly and became one again.

It takes a lot of real energy to perform a trick, and warriors usually don't perform it easily.

What is the trick?

The ultimate move, the ultimate move, the ultimate move used in a desperate situation.

Desperate ultimate move, which means putting everything in one basket. Once you consume a lot of true energy, you will unleash the strongest blow; if the enemy is not defeated, you will be the one who loses.

In disputes between rivers and lakes, defeat may mean death.

As soon as the ink crow turned into its own body, the black shadow flashed like light, and the daggers on the back of both hands stabbed out. Facing Wei Zhuang alone with his own strength, he rushed to attack with one killer move after another.

'Clang clang clang...'

Wei Zhuang confronted Mo Crow, swords and swords collided, fists and feet came out together, and the two had already exchanged seven or eight moves in one breath.

Whoosh——Bai Guang startled, the young Bai Feng attacked and killed him, and the silver thorn pointed at Wei Zhuang's side face.

For a moment, Wei Zhuang stood on the roof, with Bai Feng and Mo Crow on the left and right, and the three of them directly fought in close quarters.

Fighting in close quarters, if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured. This is the most intense and dangerous fighting method in all fighting; at the same time, it is also the best and most commonly used fighting method for swordsmen.

Because of this, there are tens of hundreds of weapons on the rivers and lakes, and the combat power of swordsmen is at the forefront of the same level.

Swish!
Bai Feng made another surprise attack, stabbing with silver thorns.

Wei Zhuang turned his back to Baifeng, and easily received the Guigu sword technique "Su Qin's back sword".

It was also at this time that the black crow in front of Wei Zhuang flew forward and kicked him. Wei Zhuang immediately stretched out his left hand to block the black crow's flying kick with his palm, and the three of them began to compete for internal strength.

Wei Zhuang stood alone, Su Qin carried the sword with his right hand, and extended his left hand to block; the black crow and the white phoenix, one in front of the other, were three feet above the ground, and their bodies were in the shape of a "one".

buzzing...

The three of them fought against each other, and the true energy was running to the extreme.

Zhizhi, Zhizhi—the three trembled slightly, their faces were solemn, this was the time when the competition of true energy reached a dangerous point.

The only difference is that Bai Feng and Mo Crow looked serious, while Wei Zhuang remained unchanged, and the sword and left palm in his hand were much more stable than the enemy's hands and feet.

It can be seen that Mo Ya and Bai Feng are at a disadvantage in the battle of true qi.

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips and sneered, twisted and pushed his left wrist, the figure of Mo Crow spun around and then flew out; immediately after that, the long sword shook, and Bai Feng's figure retreated.

As soon as Mo Ya and Bai Feng stepped back, they immediately flanked each other from left to right. Their bodies were as fast as flowing light, and their shots were also extremely fast. Every move was a ruthless means of killing.

'Clang clang clang——'

The three of them clashed on the roof, fighting back and forth.

At a certain moment, the black crows turned into black crows all over the sky, besieging Wei Zhuang completely, blocking his vision, the young Bai Feng seized the opportunity to attack violently, and the tacit understanding between the two was amazing.

When Bai Feng flew over, Mo Ya canceled some of the black crows, and gave Bai Feng a killer move in his spare time.As soon as I was free, before Wei Zhuang had time to see clearly, Bai Feng flew over with a kick.

Wei Zhuang blocked with his sword, and his body was suspended in the air and flew upside down.

The black crow instantly turned into its own body, and a one-foot dagger shot out from the black mist, with a smug smile on the corner of its mouth.

However, Wei Zhuang stood suspended in the sky, reached out with his left hand, pinched Mo Ya's wrist precisely again, threw it suddenly, and threw Mo Ya flying.

The white phoenix came flying over, and crossed with the black crow, one black, one white, one high, one high, then two silver thorns flew out suddenly, and four cold lights shot out, heading straight for Wei Zhuang's face.

Wei Zhuang stood in the sky, before his body could fall, he waved the shark's teeth in his hand, four sword lights flashed, and four silver thorns were cut.

Clang, clang, clang, four sparks flashed away.

Wei Zhuang dropped his feet and stood on the beams of the roof. There was a shallow scratch on the left cheek, and a stream of blood flowed.

This scar was very minor, not even a minor injury, but this was the first time that Mo Crow and Bai Feng had injured Wei Zhuang.

At the two ends of the beam, Mo Ya and Bai Feng stood on the left and on the right, and said with a smile: "The most important thing we need is time, but it is Zi Lanxuan."

A thousand meters away, in the central block of Wangdu, the three-story pavilion of Zilanxuan exploded with a bang.

Zilanxuan is one of the tallest buildings in Xinzheng's central block. It is designed as a three-storey loft. The highest floor is [-] feet above the ground. You can see the top floor of Zilanxuan in many places.

From the corner of their eyes, the three of them saw that the Zilanxuan high-rise exploded, debris flew, and a cloud of true energy soared into the sky.

Wei Zhuang's expression froze, he knew that there was probably only Li Changqing in Zilanxuan, and Li Changqing had to face more than one black and white Xuanjian.

Black and white Xuanjian is already very difficult, and it is not absolutely sure whether he can get away with his body. What if Ye Ye also makes a move?

Wei Zhuang sneered and said, "This hunting should also be over."

The ink crow responded with a sneer: "Unfortunately, Qi Jue Tang is still too weak to be on the stage. Otherwise, you might really be able to end this hunt earlier."

shh, shh...

One left and one right, with a distance of three feet, Mo Ya and Bai Feng attacked again. They were very confident that they could continue to pass the time and not give Wei Zhuang a chance to help Zi Lanxuan.

Then, Wei Zhuang stood upright with his feet upright, holding the sword in his right hand, flexing the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and quickly wiped the slender sword body with his fingertips, his whole body erupted with a powerful aura instantly.

Starting from his feet, Wei Zhuang burned bright zhenqi all over his body. The zhenqi poured into the shark-toothed sword, and the astonishing sword qi soared into the sky.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng galloped towards Wei Zhuang, and they were already within ten meters of Wei Zhuang. The next moment, their faces were terrified, and their figures immediately backed away, crazily.

"not good."

"Across all directions."

With a wave of Wei Zhuang's long sword, eight changes appeared in an instant after the sword was cut, each change pointed in one direction, and any change was fleeting.

This sword is the essence of Guigu Lianheng swordsmanship, and it is Wei Zhuang's must-kill swordsmanship that combines the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit.

Boom!

When the sword is sacrificed, the surging sword energy rages across the world, spanning a radius of ten feet.

Anyone within ten feet would be attacked and killed by the sword energy. Two figures, one black and one white, flew upside down, spitting blood in the air, beams on nearby roofs exploded, and tiles flew.

"call-!"

On the roof, Wei Zhuang got up slowly with his sword in hand. He let out a long breath, and before he had time to exercise his skills and adjust his breath, he jumped up immediately, and jumped from the roof one after another in black clothes to help Zilanxuan.