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Jiang Zhuo has already seen the looming fangs in the woman's mouth from the slightly parted lips.

Half frightened and half disgusted, he swung his sword, only to see that the beautiful woman who jumped out of the stone was split in half. Before he could pull out the long sword, there was another gust of wind behind him.

Jiang Zhuo didn't expect that there was still a person hidden in this dark place, his sword was still embedded in the stone wall and he couldn't get out, and he was flanked again from behind, so in a hurry, he turned his body slightly, hit back with his arm, and used his arm to block the blow.

The person at the back seemed to be very familiar with his moves, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Zhuo's elbow, followed by a soft bang in the silence, Jiang Zhuo's elbow had already been twisted and broken by the other party, It was taken off alive.

Under the severe pain, Jiang Zhuo's cold sweat broke out almost instantly. He bit his lip and did not make a sound.

The enemy behind was forced by this move, had no choice but to let go of his arm, and jumped backwards. Jiang Zhuo took the opportunity to turn around, and a circle of white lanterns with the word "Dian" rose up around him instantly. Under the dim light, there was a person standing, It was He Ji.

Jiang Zhuo's pupils shrank, and then he narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly. The master and apprentice looked at each other in a strange environment.

It was rare for He Ji not to smile. He stared at Jiang Zhuo quietly, his eyes were very strange, and he seemed to have a bit of consideration and scrutiny.

For Jiang Zhuo, such..."Master" is very strange.Whether it was before or now, the one thing that He Ji has never changed in front of him is that he always regards Jiang Zhuo as a child who is not yet mature, and looks at him with loving, joking, and superior eyes.

But today, He Ji's gaze seemed to be sizing up his own kind.It felt like a circle of poisonous snakes wrapped around the neck, making people breathless, but at the same time excited to be provoked.

"I didn't expect you to come here and see me."

He Ji finally spoke, he laughed, and said as if teasing: "I was reluctant to touch you, why are you so smart and stubborn, Xiao Zhuo."

Jiang Zhuo clenched the hilt of his sword: "But I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I have also put in a lot of effort to kill you."

He seemed to be very calm when he said this, but the trembling in his voice and the undisguised hatred in his eyes towards He Ji had already revealed his heart.

He Ji laughed because of Jiang Zhuo's unconcealable gaffe, but then sighed: "Why bother meddling in the affairs of adults."

"A matter between adults...huh." Jiang Zhuo said bluntly, "Then let me ask you, is Yun Suchuan's life fire with you?"

He Ji was slightly taken aback, and then said: "What a clever boy, if you can guess this, then as a reward, I will not cover up the truth."

Then he admitted it.

Jiang Zhuo's hand gripped the hilt of the sword a little tighter: "One day I accidentally asked Yun Suchuan, where did his fire of life go, and he said that when a person dies, the fire of life will naturally go out. This explanation It sounds okay, but I don't think it's that simple, after all, he is not an ordinary death, but turned into a mandrill, existing in another form of life."

As he spoke, his sharp eyes fell on He Ji's face. Seeing that the other party was calm and composed, without the slightest surprise, he was obviously not surprised by Yun Suchuan's true identity.

"He never hides anything from me, unless this matter will bring me a negative impact. Now I know that you have bad intentions and want to get rid of you. If you learn that his life is in your hands, On the one hand, he will be more impulsive, and on the other hand, he will be tied up because he wants to get this thing back, and he will not be able to deal with you with all his strength, so, only when that person is you, he will not tell me."

So when he guessed this point, Jiang Zhuo didn't force Yun Suchuan to ask, but he kept this matter in his heart.

Without the expected angry rebuke, Jiang Zhuo narrated this speculation with an almost indifferent attitude.He Ji suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something subtly changed in his apprentice, and the person standing in front of him seemed to be another Jiang Zhuo whom he was not familiar with.

He asked, "Do you want to get it back for him?"

Jiang Zhuo's blade began to hum, and he said coldly, "I just want to kill you."

He Ji raised his eyebrows at Jiang Zhuo teasingly, and said with a smile, "Then, come on."

The tone of his speech has always been gentle and slightly teasing, really like a loving father joking with his beloved young son at home, but his strikes were unambiguous, as soon as the words fell, He Ji took the lead in striking Jiang Zhuo Chop it down.

Both their master and apprentice are rare masters, and Jiang Zhuo’s live broadcast room has millions of fans, and he is quite well-known in every plane. In the room, there are also some contemporary martial arts fans who are not interested in the plot, but only like to watch the fighting scenes.

[I heard that the fight scene in this live broadcast room is very exciting, I want to watch the fight! 】

[The modern world of cultivating immortals came to report. I don’t know how the level of our world compares with the supernatural plane of the anchor. Let me explain it. 】

[Ah, ah, to defeat the bad master, Little Spoon must work harder! 】

[Damn, didn't I come here because of violent PK?This anchor looks so delicate, didn't he go to the live broadcast of Shengshi Beauty, right?It's interesting when two muscular men punch each other. 】

[Upstairs, I will give you a friendly science popularization. Because this anchor is too good-looking, he was reported off the violence list, hahahahaha! 】

While the audience was discussing, He Ji's move had already arrived.

Seeing him again, although Jiang Zhuo was angry, but after such a long time of grinding and precipitation, the hatred in his heart was deeper, but the impulse faded a lot, and it was impossible for him to pounce on him like the first time he saw He Ji after knowing the truth He fought desperately.

On the contrary, the more he wanted to kill the other party, the more cautious he was.

The two masters and apprentices haven't discussed each other for many years. His foundation was laid by He Ji, but Jiang Zhuo didn't know the depth of He Ji. Contrast with what your father said.

Seeing that he didn't face the battle, the audience who were expecting the two to fight to the death let out a burst of disappointed boos, but Jiang Zhuo's fans watched with wide-eyed nervously.

However, He Ji's palm seemed light and weak when he swung it out, but it was extremely powerful when he came close to him.

The space around Jiang Zhuo felt this heavy pressure, his chest was suffocated, and he also felt as if a mountain was pressing heavily on his body, and his eyes blurred for a while.

He Ji's palm strength is like the waves in the sea rising from the ground. The waves push one after another. The front force has not been exhausted, but the back force has been born. Jiang Zhuo standing in front of him is like a solitary boat in the sea. He can only drift with the waves. There is no dodging.

Jiang Zhuo originally wanted to dodge sideways, but he found that this palm had a huge range, and it was not enough to just step back sideways, so he kicked his feet on the ground and quickly swept backwards. As a result, He Ji's palm strength did not fail, and then Chase to.

Jiang Zhuo felt a pain in his chest, and felt a huge pressure. He knew that if the blow was firm, two ribs might be broken.

If he suffered such a serious injury in the first move, what's the use of fighting!

In a critical moment, Jiang Zhuo was in a hurry, so he lay down on the spot and rolled backwards. At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and the three darts clasped between his fingers went up and down twice, forming a protective posture, and nailed him with three ding ding ding sounds. In the open space in front of you.

The triangle fell to the ground, and just formed a small formation exuding purple light, it burst open in a blink of an eye. With this block, Jiang Zhuo was finally not hit, but stimulated by the fierce palm wind, he Still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Zhuo's fans watched him come all the way, knew Jiang Zhuo's difficulties, and knew He Ji's horror, so they were naturally worried about him, but the audience who came just for this competition were not so Satisfied.

[This young one can't do it. 】

【Haha, just now I came here to see his appearance and I knew it. The fight this time must be another gimmick.To put it bluntly, isn't it just relying on the face to attract fans? 】

[I like that uncle very much. Although his face is not particularly handsome, he has a refined temperament and is very powerful! 】

[So one depends on face and the other depends on strength. It's horrible to start, 2333333. 】

[No matter what, I can't even avoid a palm, it's too miserable, I feel like my feelings have been deceived...]

Hearing these people's sarcasm one after another, Jiang Zhuo's fans were a little angry, and responded without showing any weakness:

[Watch it if you want to watch it, leave if you don’t want to watch it, and no one will keep you, is it because you are picky and picky? 】

[Friendly popular science, this elegant uncle is a murderous maniac!If you don't understand how terrifying he is, it's best not to talk nonsense. 】

[Hehe, it is said that others rely on their faces to make a living, and if some people are replaced, they may not be able to stop one move, right? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my little spoon must be fine!Seeing him fight so hard is really heartbreaking! 】

Amidst all kinds of controversy, Jiang Zhuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and stood up leaning on his sword.

In fact, what the audience said was right, He Ji's slap was the first to grab the crowd, and it was extremely powerful. It was an overwhelming and absolute advantage to win the verdict with just the first move.After Jiang Zhuo completed his studies, it has been a long time since he was in such a mess.

But it was this palm that made him clearly realize that if he wanted to deal with He Ji, he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't have the heart of fear and retreat.

——"He Ji is suspicious, guilty, and even more afraid of death. As long as he still has fears and scruples, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Jiang Chenfei's words suddenly flooded into his mind, it was because his strategy was wrong, and he first thought of dodging as soon as he came up.Because of the insidiousness of the opponent, he is cautious, but it is precisely this kind of caution that may make people lose the courage to move forward that is most needed in the face of a strong enemy.

Jiang Zhuo pointed his sword obliquely, and slowly drew a half arc on the ground, in order to adjust his breath.

He Ji paced forward, picked up a dart that was stained with Jiang Zhuo's blood, twirled his finger on the blood, and rubbed it against his lips, and sighed with a smile: "Silly boy, life is not easy!" It's rare to be confused in this world, why should you suffer such a crime?"

[Actually, I still admire this young man a little bit. Regardless of his ability, at least he vomited blood without saying a word, and he didn’t panic when his life was in danger just now. If he can do these two points, he is considered a tough guy. 】

[Yes, yes, ordinary people can't do it, can they?Those who made sarcastic remarks just now, do you dare? 】

[But the opponent can hit like this with just one palm, which is really incomparable. 】

Now, he is the one who is driven to a dead end, there is no way to retreat, only to move forward!

Jiang Zhuo saw that He Ji's words were nice, but he was merciless in his strikes, and there was a tendency to raise his palm again, this time he didn't want to hide, but jumped forward, and the long sword stabbed straight out!

The moment the sword was drawn, it seemed that the surrounding air froze for a moment, and a circle of white lanterns hung in mid-air, swaying here and there, and even the flame flickered, flickering, and He Ji and Jiang The shadows of the two burnt into various strange shapes.

hum-

The palm force collided with the sword energy, and the spiritual flow collided, making a huge buzzing sound.Caught off guard, the audience quickly turned down the volume. It is conceivable that if someone is at the scene, they may not be injured by the shock.

Jiang Zhuo's arm trembled slightly, the outcome was still unclear, and all the ridicule and doubts just now fell silent.

Because before Jiang Zhuo made a move, they saw that He Ji's palm was just a flat palm, but in the eyes of the audience, Jiang Zhuo was injured by this palm and vomited blood, and he had no power to fight back, so everyone Everyone felt that Jiang Zhuo's influence was too weak and the game was not exciting enough.

It wasn't until Jiang Zhuo actually met He Ji's blow that everyone realized, belatedly, how terrifying He Ji's previous palm was.

In a trance, if one sees the torrential flood, sweeping towards the face, the palm force seems to be endless, but Jiang Zhuo's sword light appears and disappears from time to time, so weak that it seems to be submerged in this wave at any time, but it is still tenacious radiating that ray of light.

Jingwei reclamation, should it be said that it is overreaching, or is it firm and unrepentant?

He Ji seemed to be surprised by Jiang Zhuo's actions. He knew that Jiang Zhuo hated him, but at the same time he also understood the fear and awe that this apprentice had towards him. , is this feeling of being out of control.

The 30-year difference in skill is not just for fun, Jiang Zhuo competed with He Ji with a burst of vigor, halfway through the sword, his arms were not fully straightened, and he couldn't make an inch, and his hands were deadlocked.

He resisted desperately, but knew that he couldn't hold on for too long, thinking that his skill was not as deep as He Ji's, and he would definitely be unable to resist him. He was thinking of a way to break the deadlock, when suddenly he felt the pressure on the sword lighten, and He Ji changed his move. !

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and then joy filled his heart.

What my father said is indeed true. He Ji is arrogant by nature. Maybe he can endure hatred, complaints, and hatred, but he can't tolerate others' contempt and provocation towards him. Jiang Zhuo, as his disciple, dared to be tough just after vomiting blood , This is naturally unacceptable to He Ji.

So he decided to teach this ignorant brat a lesson.

Naturally, Jiang Zhuo was not happy that he was about to be beaten harder, but He Ji's behavior made him feel that the other party was not so unfathomable, and it seemed that he could really see some of his weaknesses from the subtleties.

Because of his move, He Ji withdrew his palm, so what is he going to do next?He taught Jiang Zhuo's swordsmanship, but now he dares to face him directly with his sword, so He Ji must draw his sword, so that Jiang Zhuo can be more deeply aware of his shallowness in swordsmanship.

Jiang Zhuo realized this all of a sudden, the moment he felt the pressure on the sword loosen, without hesitation, he immediately changed his move, cutting the horizontal sword towards He Ji's waist.

He knew that He Ji's habit was to hide the summoning talisman for the sword in the left side pocket of his clothes. Every time before drawing the sword, no matter how fast he moved, his hand would definitely reach out in that direction.

Moreover, for those who practice martial arts, every movement has been practiced countless times since childhood. In order to avoid slowing down the speed of moves, once this habit is formed, few people will change it.

Jiang Zhuo gambled this time, seeing the opponent's change of move, he did not withdraw his sword to defend, but chose to attack again.

The audience saw that he was embarrassed by the opponent's attack from the very beginning. People who didn't know him thought that Jiang Zhuo's ability was actually very good, but they didn't expect that the second contest between the two would become much more exciting.

I saw that the sword light was dazzling, and the palm strength was like a wave. Not only was its power amazing, but its movements were also extremely chic.

Only then did many people know that they had misjudged themselves at the time, they looked at Jiang Zhuo with admiration, and before they had time to admire, they concentrated on watching the development below.

Seeing Jiang Zhuo's full-strength sword, He Ji withdrew his palm and stepped back. A knowledgeable person analyzed in the barrage:

[Jiang Zhuo's move is offensive and defensive, forcing the opponent back, it's a good use.But He Ji will definitely change his tactics next, and he should be ready to defend. 】

As soon as this remark came out, many people agreed with it, but no one expected that Jiang Zhuo's next move would be to stab He Ji's left waist without thinking, and everyone was in an uproar.

——It’s not the point, what are you doing there?

Could it be that after praising him, he is going to beat him up again?

But they were surprised again, Jiang Zhuo's seemingly useless move successfully disrupted He Ji's rhythm.

He Ji was about to draw his sword, but Jiang Zhuo had predicted his move in advance, and the sword point first pointed at the position where He Ji's palm was about to fall.In this way, it is equivalent to He Ji reaching up with his own hand and bumping into Jiang Zhuo's sword.

He Ji was very surprised when he saw this. He never imagined that the little apprentice who used to rely on him by pulling the corners of his clothes had grown to this point. .

This kind of cognition made him lose a little arrogance, replaced by bright eyes and strong interest on his face.

He Ji was forced by Jiang Zhuo to change his moves again. Since he couldn't pull out the sword, he simply pointed at it as a sword, his body was like a floating cloud, and retreated erratically. While avoiding Jiang Zhuo's moves, he pointed that finger at his forehead .

There was still a slight smile on his face, but his quick movements were like an afterimage. The vigor of this finger pierced through the air, overflowing with domineering aura and arrogance like the sun. come!

Jiang Zhuo swung his sword to the rack, the sword edge intersected with the true strength of his fingertips, and there was a crisp sound of "ding", the surrounding true energy swelled, and gravel fell from the mountain wall one after another.

He Ji seemed to want him to taste the evil result of preventing himself from drawing the sword. After one finger, the moves continued upwards, and the true energy was vertical and horizontal. Already under the oppression of the opponent, the sword move did not dare to stop for a while, and could only face it bravely with perseverance.

The surrounding lanterns couldn't bear this strength, and more than half of them had been extinguished. The light was dim, but it didn't really matter whether he could see things now. In this case, the only thing he could fight was the word "fast".

Whoever has the quickest move has to take the lead, and whoever lags a little bit behind will be doomed as soon as a flaw is revealed!

The two are masters and apprentices, originally from the same source, so every move is changing rapidly, the audience has long been dazzled by the light and shadow intertwined on the screen, only the sound of zhenqi intersecting is like a sword, tinkling endlessly, Like hailstones falling randomly, like ten thousand horses galloping, or like drums beating in unison, the dense sound is so loud that it grabs people's hearts and souls, without giving up a single bit.

But even if it is difficult to tell the winner for a while, the states of the two are completely different.He Ji's power is profound, and the wear and tear is small, but Jiang Zhuo is already sweating profusely.

He was already 30 years younger than the opponent, his arm was sore with every move, and his muscles trembled when he barely raised the sword. easy.

But this time, none of the audience was able to speak harshly, thinking that his abilities were limited.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the screen without blinking, and could hardly think of anything other than the words "amazing" and "shocking" in their minds.

A battle of this intensity is difficult for people to think about, and there is no room for opportunism and cleverness. Jiang Zhuo has lived for more than 20 years, and finally understands what it means to truly "exert all the strength to eat milk".

Gritting his teeth to raise his breath, He Ji suddenly slammed his finger again, and Jiang Zhuo subconsciously turned sideways to relieve his strength, and then he accepted the move.After blocking the blow, he suddenly felt a bright light in front of his eyes. When he looked up, he saw that the opponent was holding a pool of autumn water——He Ji finally pulled out the sword!

He stood there with a sword in his hand and looked at Jiang Zhuo, his eyes were doting and pitiful, and he said slowly: "Xiao Zhuo, Master will teach you another truth today, that is to face up to your own weakness. If you are not capable enough, some Even if you try your best to stop the matter, it will be nothing more than a fly shaking the tree, and nothing will change."

After he finished saying this, he suddenly jumped up, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed at Jiang Zhuo!

——This move is called all-or-nothing!

Jiang Zhuo was already exhausted, but his instincts were still there. When he heard the sound of the wind above his head, he had already realized which move the opponent was about to make. He immediately turned over and lay down with his face turned to the sky. He raised his sword and put it on the shelf, trying to block the attack A sharp sword.

The posture of him lying on his back on the ground is more stable than standing on two feet, and it is easier to borrow strength, but this also means that he cannot retreat, but the opponent's true energy is like a copper wall, surrounded from all directions, like Mount Tai. , Manpower is irresistible.

Jiang Zhuo only felt a roar in his ears, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and bulging veins on his arms, but he still held the sword firmly. He vaguely heard He Ji softly "噫", as if he was a little surprised, and then the other party's sword came The strength increased again.

— Am I going to die here?

There is a shining sword edge in front of him, and this thought suddenly crossed Jiang Zhuo's mind.