I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Feng Yang was in high spirits. So what if they were disciples of Lingxiao Sect? They were still severely injured by his disciples.

Their Xuantian Sect is bound to secure the throne of the number one sect in the world, and the Lingxiao Sect cannot stop them.

Xie Zhiqiu was spitting blood but did not dare to delay. He forced himself to get up, leaned against the tree next to him, spat out the blood in his mouth, and used his last bit of strength to take out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

He crushed a handful of pills and pressed them on the wound on his left shoulder.

Jin Ning is now a crazy woman. They don't want to eliminate her at all, they are determined to kill her.

Jin Ning just watched Xie Zhiqiu struggle, because she couldn't escape from his grasp anyway.

Holding the sword, he walked towards Xie Zhiqiu step by step and said with a smile: "Xie Zhiqiu, I told you to stop here today."

The drug took effect quickly and Xie Zhiqiu regained some strength.

She wiped the blood from her mouth and said breathlessly, "What does it matter? There will always be someone to take the blame for me."

He glanced at Zhao Liang, crushed Zhao Liang's ID card, opened his hands, and powder flew away.

The wind blew the powder towards Jin Ning. Xie Zhiqiu mocked Jin Ning: "Look, the wind has returned Zhao Liang to you."

Jin Ning didn't take Zhao Liang seriously at all, and said as a matter of course: "It's his blessing that he can pay for me."

Xie Zhiqiu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Then I hope you will become enemies."

Jin Ning noticed something was wrong, pointed his sword at Xie Zhiqiu and asked, "Xie Zhiqiu, what did you do?"

"Guess." The quick-acting Huyuan Pill that Xie Zhiqiu took had fully exerted its effect. The wound, which was as big as a hole, no longer bleeds, and the burning sensation at the wound has also disappeared.

The pain disappeared only temporarily, which made her feel better and not be tortured by the pain.

As for the wound, recovery can only be done after it is over.

But this is enough, as long as it doesn't hinder her performance.

Since the other party was going to take her life, she naturally had to fight to the death as well. She took out the black iron wooden sword given to her by her senior brother to fight back.

Jin Ning originally wanted to laugh at Xie Zhiqiu for wanting to fight him with just a broken wooden sword, saying that he was simply overestimating his own abilities.

But when she saw clearly that it was a top grade black iron wood sword, she lost her composure.

He angrily scolded Xie Zhiqiu: "You actually stole my sword."

This sword was a trophy she obtained when she followed her master to encircle and suppress Lingxiao Sect. How did it end up in Xie Zhiqiu's hands?

Xie Zhiqiu was confused. What? Her sword?

With an angry look on his face, he said, "Don't talk nonsense here. This is a gift from my senior brother."

Then he taunted her: "You are just a foundation-building person, how can you get the top-grade black iron wood to make a sword? Do you think everyone is blind?"

Xie Zhiqiu was warning Jin Ning, "Are you sure you want to kill me in front of so many people?"

Before Jin Ning could refute, Xie Zhiqiu accused Jin Ning of another crime.

"Could it be that killing people to steal treasures is a common practice in your Xuantian Sect?"

If anything happens to her today, Jin Ning will not be able to escape the blame.

Not only will her own reputation be ruined, but the Xuantian Sect will also have no chance of escaping.

Jin Ning had been in a high position for many years in her previous life. Who would dare to speak to her like that?

This kind of thing would have been dealt with long ago before it even came to her.

For a moment, he didn't know how to refute. He said the word "you" and started fighting with Xie Zhiqiu with his sword.

Her actions were tantamount to telling everyone watching the fight that she was guilty.

"Oh, are you angry because of shame?" Xie Zhiqiu directly pointed out her thoughts.

"you wanna die."

Xie Zhiqiu's hands did not slacken at all, but he said to Jin Ning in a nonchalant manner: "You wanted to kill me anyway, so why bother pretending?"

The more they fought, the more Xie Zhiqiu felt that the man in front of him was Jin Ning from his previous life.

Is it possible that she is back too?

In her previous life, she often practiced sword skills with Jin Ning. She had been hit by so many swords that she knew all of Jin Ning's sword moves like the back of her hand.

No matter how far she goes in the future, the prototype is still the exclusive sword technique passed down by Xuantian Sect.

But the prototype of her sword moves is different. In her previous life, she learned sword skills by watching other disciples practice sword skills, and she pieced them together, combining the strengths of various schools.

In this life, she had sought advice from Huodou. Huodou did not use a sword, but he knew a lot of sword manuals.

Later, she followed the Xuantian Sect's systematic sword training and gained a good understanding of the Xuantian Sect's sword moves.

I just learned the first move of Qingxiao Jue from my senior brother a few days ago, and this is a good opportunity to try out the effect.

Jin Ning didn't expect that Xie Zhiqiu could actually see through his sword moves and avoid so many of his swords.

If it weren't for the lack of spiritual power in this body, how could she be restricted and only be able to use basic sword moves to deal with Xie Zhiqiu?

She had just used up a lot of her spiritual energy and thought she could kill Xie Zhiqiu smoothly.

I didn't expect that she would escape.

With the remaining spiritual power she had now, if she couldn't kill him with one blow by using her killing move, she would have no choice but to let Xie Zhiqiu ravage her.

The only person who would help her was Liang Yun, but Liang Yun was entangled with Mu Xi and was unable to spare any time.

Xie Zhiqiu and Jin Ning fought fiercely, both of them suffered many injuries, but neither of them was able to inflict a fatal blow to the other.

Both of them were thinking frantically about how to break the deadlock.

If we keep wasting time like this, no one will benefit.

Xie Zhiqiu's left shoulder showed a flaw first, and Jin Ning's face lit up with joy. He had finally waited for it, and he was ready to stab Xie Zhiqiu's wound again.

The sword stabbed in, Jin Ning turned the hilt, leaned close to Xie Zhiqiu and whispered: "Xie Zhiqiu, no matter how many lives you have, you will eventually die in my hands."

"Really?" Xie Zhiqiu asked back in a low voice.

Jin Ning felt as if a needle had pricked his abdomen, causing some tingling pain, followed by some nerve numbness.

She tried to turn the blade again and found her hands shaking uncontrollably.

His voice was trembling as he asked, "What did you do? I couldn't have been poisoned."

His face was full of disbelief, as he clearly was immune to all poisons.

Xie Zhiqiu did not hide the truth from her: "If a hundred poisons are not enough, a thousand poisons or ten thousand poisons will be enough."

Jin Ning refused to believe that he was poisoned, and he tremblingly deepened the sword's thrust.

Xie Zhiqiu's sense of pain had been numbed and she could not feel any pain. Only the sword stuck in the wound and the flowing blood told her that she had a new injury.

She kicked Jin Ning, who looked like he had Parkinson's disease, away. Jin Ning held the sword tightly and flew out with the sword.

The sword was suddenly pulled away from his left shoulder, and a stream of blood gushed out.

For a moment, Xie Zhiqiu felt a little dizzy. He used his sword to support himself and shook his head.

Jin Ning stood up trembling, and controlled her body forcefully, thinking that as long as she could hold the sword, she could still defeat Xie Zhiqiu no matter how unstable she was, and then she staggered towards Xie Zhiqiu.

When Xie Zhiqiu came to his senses, he saw a sword brushing against his face, leaving another blood mark on his face.

Jin Ning was just happy and laughing when Xie Zhiqiu kicked her again.

When Jin Ning flew out, she was thinking, she could hardly stand, so why did she still have so much strength?

Xie Zhiqiu stood up and stuffed another handful of pills into his mouth, then walked towards Jin Ning with a pale face.

Jin Ning's ribs had already been broken by Xie Zhiqiu's kick, and the kick just now probably broke them again.

Whenever she moved, she felt a sharp pain in her upper body.

Enduring the pain, she managed to stand up. Xie Zhiqiu stood in front of her, then grinned and hit her head hard with the black iron sword.

Xie Zhiqiu looked at Jin Ning, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and wondered if he was like this in his previous life.

She is so cruel. I have been obedient to Jin Ning in everything, but why does she still treat me like this?

All the anger was concentrated on the sword.

The sword thrusts in, pulls out, thrusts in, pulls out, thrusts in...

Blood splattered all over Xie Zhiqiu's face. Jin Ning half-opened her eyes in pain, looking at Xie Zhiqiu like a devil from hell. She was scared and didn't want to die here.

With blood flowing from his mouth, he coughed and begged, "Qiuqiu, please...let...me...go...alright, please...please."

Xie Zhiqiu listened to Jin Ning's plea for mercy and laughed out loud: "Jin Ning, are you afraid too?"

Laughing and laughing, tears streaming down my face.

Jin Ning thought he had a chance and continued to beg for mercy, "Yes, I... I'm scared, please let me go."

But I thought to myself: I will definitely avenge today's shame in the future.