Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"puff!"

The two men spit out blood from their mouths and died immediately.

The other person's head was blown off by Qiao Feng's palm.

Lin Pingzhi looked away, because Ge Shutian was already very close.

"Xiaoyaohou, suffer death!"

Holding the Weeping Blood Sword, Lin Pingzhi rushed towards Ge Shutian.

The Weeping Blood Sword cut across the air, and stabbed directly at Xiaoyaohou's chest.

Xiaoyaohou's eyes were startled.

When outside Xingzi Forest, Ge Shutian shot a dart at Yilin.

After that, he didn't care about Lin Pingzhi's strength.

At that time, in order to save the young master and Zhao Wuji, he was not in the mood to fight with Lin Pingzhi at all.

However, in Kaifeng City, when Lin Pingzhi fought with him, his identity was Mo Zunlou.

So he had no idea how powerful Su Mingyue was in front of him.

But just this sword.

Ge Shutian's gaze was fixed, and the dagger in his hand slashed directly at the Weeping Blood Sword.

"clang!"

Lin Pingzhi's Weeping Blood Sword collided with Ge Shutian's dagger.

A wave of internal force directly emanated from Lin Pingzhi's body.

The same goes for Ge Shutian.

His face was gloomy, and his internal energy poured directly into the dagger.

"Kakkaka!"

The place where the two swords touched kept trembling.

This is a contest between the two after the internal force is poured into the weapon.

The winner, the sword is like entering the land of no one.

The loser will die and the sword will be broken.

The two were constantly anxious.

Sudden.

"铛" sounded.

The sword is broken!

Chapter 450: Going crazy?

The moment the sword broke.

The Weeping Blood Sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand stabbed directly at Ge Shutian's chest.

A look of surprise flashed in Ge Shutian's eyes.

His sword is forged of cold iron.

The sudden collapse caught him unexpectedly.

But Lin Pingzhi's sword had already struck at this moment.

He had to avoid it!

"drink!"

I saw Ge Shutian twist his body, Lin Pingzhi's sword avoided Ge Shutian's chest.

directly into his shoulder.

"what!"

The severe pain drove Ge Shutian into madness.

He slapped Lin Pingzhi with his palm.

Lin Pingzhi palmed his chest.

But he didn't back down.

Nine yin and nine yang magical skills instantly filled his body.

Internal force rushed towards Ge Shutian.

"boom!"

Ge Shutian's palm was bounced away.

Lin Pingzhi took this opportunity and slashed the Weeping Blood Sword.