Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Everything dissipated and the dust settled.

All the battles were suspended simultaneously, and everyone's eyes were on the two figures on the crossbeam.

Xuan Jian's body was bent, his face was pale, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out, and the blood spilled into the sky, and the blood water turned into blood rings, blood beads, and blood circles and sprinkled into the sky, giving people an unbelievable visual shock.

This was not over yet, Xuan Jian's body trembled, and the sound of "Chi Chi Chi" continued, pieces of blood-stained black cloth fell off, sword marks ripped apart, and strands of blood spattered.

Li Changqing turned his back to Xuan Jian, let out a muffled snort, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was as white as paper, his body sank suddenly, he knelt on one knee with his left foot, held a sword in his right hand, and stabilized his body with the tip of the sword.

At this moment, Li Changqing's blue shirt had already been dyed red, and there were no less than thirty sword wounds on his body, several of which were within an inch of the fatal point.

Li Changqing was seriously injured.

"I'm so tired, already, already don't even have the strength to hold the sword?" Li Changqing's eyes and eyelids were very heavy, and his right hand was almost unable to hold the hilt of the sword.

Xuan Jian coughed up blood, his eyes were gloomy, blood was all over his body, there were no less than twenty sword marks, his left shoulder was pierced through the lute bone, and he was seriously injured by a sword near his heart, bleeding profusely.

He turned around slowly, and took the first step slowly, with extremely heavy steps.

"Ahem..." Xuan Jian coughed up blood, his gloomy eyes matched with the sword wounds all over his body, the blood all over his body, and the corner of his mouth curled up, making this smile look extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty.

Xuan Jian said slowly: "Li Changqing, your talent for swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, which is admirable."

"The duel of pure sword intent, I lost."

"But today, what I want is your life. If a person like you lives, one day, all sword bearers in the world will only be reduced to a foil."

"If you are an enemy of the net, it will be a disaster for the net."

Xuan Jian practiced his kung fu slowly, and slowly regained his strength: "It's a pity to be so talented in the way of swordsmanship. If I were to fight at the same level today, I would definitely die."

"Your last sword is so powerful and full of killing intent that it is almost not weak in a vertical and horizontal combination."

Three years ago, in the battle of Weijiazhuang, Xuan Jian only had a black sword, unable to unleash the ultimate ultimate move: killing the soul with the front blade and counter-blade.

But today, Xuan Jian "returned from Nirvana", armed with black and white double swords, stronger than three years ago, Li Changqing was able to leapfrog a battle, and the last sword seriously injured him, which is a miracle.

A vertical and horizontal combined attack is a combined attack, where two people make moves at the same time.

Li Changqing was only facing black and white Xuan Jian alone, not to mention the serious injury of Xuan Jian, who killed the fifteen swordsman, and survived Xuan Jian's ultimate killer move.

Compared with sword intent and sword way, a generation of swordsmen like Xuan Jian personally admitted that they were ashamed to be inferior to Li Changqing.

Xuan Jian approached Li Changqing step by step, his face suddenly froze, his mind was stabbed, and he murmured in a low voice: "A vertical and horizontal attack? A vertical and horizontal attack?"

The fire is burning, the swordsmen are fighting, life and death are on the line, this feeling, this feeling seems to have been experienced by myself.

Xuan Jian's expression was ferocious, he shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and continued to move forward with two swords in his hands, only three feet away from Li Changqing, and every step he took, he became more murderous.

"not good!"

Wei Zhuang's complexion darkened, Guigu's mind was running, he had just recovered to less than [-]% of his strength and had to make a move, otherwise Li Changqing would really become the soul of Xuan Jian's sword.

Bai Yifei smiled coldly, brandished the blood-red long sword, the ice tendrils were pulled, countless ice tendrils descended from the sky, one after another black ice dragons descended from the sky, trapping and killing Wei Zhuang at high speed.

Even Wei Zhuang in his heyday, Bai Yifei could deal with it calmly; Wei Zhuang who was seriously injured was not worth mentioning at all with only [-]% of his strength left.

At the same time, Tian Ze shouted: "Shoot!"

"The snake devours the spirit."

boom!
The six snake skull chains fused instantly and turned into a giant python. The giant python rushed out quickly, opened its fangs, and rushed out like lightning, attacking Bai Yifei's body head-on.

Bai Yifei smiled lightly, and slashed with the red sword in his left hand.

clang!
The sword is fierce, the blood-colored long sword blocks the huge snake skull chain head-on, the fire sparks are lit up, the black qi and the black zhenqi strangle each other, and the two fight against each other.

With a wave of the exorcist's scepter, countless small corpse insects resembling seven-spotted ladybugs flew out from under the thick black robe, and all of them swarmed towards Bai Yifei to attack.

The King of Hundred Poisons uses all kinds of means to drive poison, green poisonous gas, hallucinogenic miasma, highly poisonous true gas and flying needles, and one after another dialogues are not parrying.

Bai Yifei has slightly pursed blood lips, slender eyebrows, deep eyes, handsome facial features, pale skin, this person smiles slightly, has an evil, charming and wild temperament, and is unparalleled in the world.

'Kakakaka...'

Within a radius of one foot of Bai Yifei, the air instantly froze, and the countless corpse insects all turned into ice insects, and the countless poisonous needles and miasma could not get close to Bai Yifei's body for a foot.

Within one foot, there is the field of mysterious ice; within one foot, Bai Yifei is the god of ice and snow, and all magic is invincible.

Wei Zhuang swung the sword, but the sword energy was no longer as good as before. Fighting back with his true energy and suffering severe pain from the sword wound, he kept swinging the sword, and the sword energy smashed into ice tendrils.

However, he tried his best.

At the same time that the last ice tendril was crushed, Wei Zhuang's body fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, and the cold air in his body began to bite his tendons again.

"Evergreen!"

Wei Zhuang looked up and saw Xuan Jian raised his swords. Li Changqing's body was as precarious as the roof beams, as if falling off a tall building at any time.

The next moment, Wei Zhuang's tense eyes froze, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed. All his emotions were transformed into two words, and he said softly: "Brother."

On the roof, Xuan Jian raised his head suddenly and saw Gai Nie, who was wearing a green shirt, with a stern face and a murderous look, and he had to stop the double swords that were about to swing.

He couldn't swing this sword anymore.

Gai Nie said coldly: "Revenge is a cup of poisoned wine, and you haven't woken up."

choke!
As soon as the words fell, Long Xiang's saber was unsheathed, and the white sword light flashed, one person and one sword came out.

With this sword, speed, strength, and precision are perfectly integrated, and it will kill with one blow.

Xuan Jian's complexion changed, and he crossed his swords to block.

clang!
As soon as they touched each other, Xuan Jian flew upside down, vomited blood in the air, and one person held two swords and flew down to the roof below. The two swords cut into the tiles and cut sparks along the way, causing the tiles to shatter.

Flying back four or five zhang, Xuan Jian's face turned pale, and he spit out another mouthful of blood when he just stood up.

Li Changqing severely wounded him with his last sword. At this moment, he is definitely no match for Gai Nie, even any warrior of the third rank (seventh, eighth and ninth rank) can kill him.

"Genie?!"

In Xuan Jian's eyes, the environment three years ago seemed to overlap with this moment. The fire was burning, and a green shirt flew over. This scene reminded him of past grievances.

Suddenly, a white sword flashed.

It was also at this moment that Xuan Jian retreated to avoid Gai Nie's second sword, and a big hole exploded in the roof.

Xuan Jian retreated a few feet away, looked at Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang in the hall with gloomy eyes, finally, his eyes fell on Li Changqing, whose body was tottering, and sneered: "It seems that there are more grievances and grievances between us. a sum."

As soon as the last word fell, Xuan Jian jumped out, using his lightness kung fu and body skills to the extreme, and fled away quickly.

Seeing this, Bai Yifei was calm on the surface, but in fact he cursed in his heart: "Bi Qiniangzhi (TMD). Who said that there are countless dead souls under my sword, so don't hide, because it's useless to hide."

"And who said that as a swordsman, you must try the sword for me, this is fate."

On the roof, the crumbling beam collapsed, and Li Changqing fell along with the beam and fell into the sky.

Gai Nie's figure flashed, and he helped Li Changqing, and the two floated down.

Li Changqing closed his heavy eyelids, and before he fell unconscious, he vaguely heard a system prompt: "Ding, host Li Changqing, the death-killing swordsmanship has reached perfection."

"Obtaining system rewards can improve a martial arts realm without side effects."

"Ding, the next kendo inheritance has been activated, he is..."

It just so happened that Li Changqing fell into a coma completely at this time, and he couldn't hear who the person who inherits the kendo was.