Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

"drink!"

Xuan Jian let out a loud shout, and danced wildly with his long sword. His swordsmanship cast aside femininity, and became as fierce as flames, continuous as raging waves, very domineering.

Li Changqing responded calmly, the bone-eroding demon sword danced with sword light, the dark sword light was like a poisonous dragon devouring life, and the basic sword skills were as superb.

However, Xuan Jian was a two-handed swordsman, and there were tens of thousands of battles, and no less than a thousand souls died under his sword. Many first-class swordsmen died under his sword, which became the nourishment for him to practice the strongest swordsmanship.

Xuan Jian suddenly smiled indifferently, the long sword in his left hand whirled, the hilt of the sword above his wrist rotated once, and his left hand gripped the hilt tightly and suddenly lifted it violently.

Chi sound, this is the sound of a sharp knife piercing through flesh and blood.

Li Changqing was injured for the second time, and his body flew back several meters rapidly. His right collarbone was three inches below his right collarbone, and the sword wound penetrated one inch into his body, blood staining his clothes.

He was injured twice, about an inch into the bone, and the flesh was cut, but both of them avoided the vital parts, so they could only be regarded as minor injuries.

Li Changqing flew over and stood back to back with Wei Zhuang, facing each other with swords.

The entire hall was blazing with flames, and began to spread throughout the Zilan Pavilion.

In the flames, Li Changqing and Wei Zhuang stood back to back, holding swords.

The two asked in unison, "Are you okay?"

Wei Zhuang's face was stern, and the corners of his mouth were pursed lightly: "Hundred birds have survived in name only, Mo Crow and Bai Feng were seriously injured and escaped."

Li Changqing said in a low voice: "But your breath is disordered, obviously you have only used Transverse, and your strength is at most [-]% left, is there any problem?"

Wei Zhuang asked back: "What about you, you have been injured."

Li Changqing smiled and said: "Haha, this little injury is nothing to worry about."

Wei Zhuang also responded with a chuckle: "This consumption is also nothing to worry about."

Bai Yifei stood proudly, holding red and white double swords, stepped forward step by step with military shoes, and released powerful Xuanbing Zhenqi, and said with a sneer, "Your friendship seems to be very good."

"It seems that Zilanxuan is a very suitable place for your burial."

choke!
Bai Yifei waved his right hand and pointed his long sword. Ice tendrils stretched out behind him. The ice tendrils expanded rapidly, carrying icicles of icicles to assassinate Li Changqing and the other two.

"war!"

Wei Zhuang swung his sword, his fighting spirit soared into the sky, the shark-tooth sword glowed brightly, the sound of the sword was clear, and the sword energy was sharp.

Whoosh!
Wei Zhuang, dressed in black like lightning, charged out with his sword, confronting Bai Yifei head-on.

clang clang...

The two confront each other, the long gowns are hunting, the white hair is flying, the sharp swords of the shark teeth clash, one red and one white, the blades collide with each other, making harsh sounds and rubbing sparks.

Wei Zhuang swung his sword and dodged sideways. Bai Yifei's sword energy fell to the ground, and the wooden floor was froze with a string of icy spikes.

Afterwards, Wei Zhuang swung his sword, and Bai Yifei leaned back to avoid it. A door and window were cut by the shark-tooth sword, splitting into two.

The two clashed, the sword energy tore through the surroundings, and the wind and frost sword energy carried the power of profound ice, freezing everything on the ground.Shark tooth sword Qi is extremely sharp, cutting all objects.

clang!
Wei Zhuang slashed wildly with his sword again, Bai Yifei carried the red sword in his left hand on his back, and calmly blocked the white sword in his right hand. With a turn of the white sword, the slender sword erupted with icy true energy.

Phew... The shark-toothed sword was instantly invaded by this chill.

Wei Zhuang retreated quickly, his true energy shook, and with a wave of his long sword, he shook off the mysterious ice true energy, and a three-foot long black ice appeared on the ground, emitting a biting cold air.

Wei Zhuang frowned and said, "What a domineering power of Xuanbing, Bai Yifei's family-inspired secret technique is really weird."

At the same time, Bai Yifei stood with a sword in his hand, and the blood-red long sword commanded from afar.

The next moment, I saw strips of ice stretching out from all directions around Wei Zhuang, as fast as a poisonous snake preying on it, protruding out like lightning, intending to imprison Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang's eyes froze, the shark-toothed sword intent hummed, and the counterattack was cast instantly.

Another battlefield, a powerful explosion came.

Yan Lingji glanced at her beautiful eyes, subconsciously showing concern.

I saw Li Changqing flying out backwards, smashing the bookshelf with his back, the bookshelf was torn apart and exploded, Li Changqing flew out through the bookshelf, holding the bone-eroding magic sword in his hand to block.

On the sword body of the Bone Erosion Demon Sword, Xuan Jian stabbed straight with the black sword in his left hand, and the tip of the sword pierced the body of the Bone Erosion Demon Sword. The huge force rebounded and Li Changqing flew upside down and smashed the bookshelf.

Li Changqing fell to the ground, before he had time to catch his breath, Xuan Jian's white sword in his right hand came to kill one after another, with two swords in both hands, the killing moves were extremely fierce, every blow was like thunder, and every sword cut out a powerful sword energy.

"The Thirteen Swords of Death"

Li Changqing let out a low cry, lunged and stood up with both feet, with long black hair flying, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute face, a pair of pupils were exceptionally bright, and powerful true essence erupted from his body.

Boom!

One person with one sword, advancing instead of retreating, turned into a black poisonous dragon, and slashed out like lightning, and the sword energy and fierce murderous intent erupted instantly.

Xuan Jian's eyes narrowed, and he swung his sword to block.

"Clang clang clang..."

True energy is like a dragon, one green and one black intertwined, three famous swords, three sword qi, overflowing with powerful force, the whole house is shaking, and the pillars are trembling.

The sword energy is like fire, the sword energy is like stars, the sword light is bright, the sword energy is thunder... In just one breath, Li Changqing has already stabbed 36 swords one after another.

With a chirp, Li Changqing brushed past Xuan Jian with his sword.

Xuan Jian's expression was slightly startled, he lowered his head, a hole was opened in the black clothes on the lower abdomen, a shallow but slender sword mark appeared, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Seeing this wound, Xuan Jian was stunned for a moment, then his gloomy eyes and bloodthirsty face showed ecstasy, he turned to face Li Changqing, pointed his long sword, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Such a young and strong man, with two swords in my hands... I am getting more and more excited!"

Buzz, buzz!
The black and white swords hummed for the first time, Xuan Jian's sword spirit revived, and the two long swords erupted with double sword energy, Xuan Jian's invincible posture instantly gave people an invincible coercion.

Xuan Jian stepped out, where the black and white sword points rubbed against each other, the wooden planks were burning brightly.

"What a life-killing thirteen swords. This sword changes strangely and kills fiercely. It can be called the ultimate swordsmanship in the world. And the best swordsmanship is the way of swordsmanship."

"A talent like you must have reached the level of swordsmanship. Killing you and drinking blood will make my killing swordsmanship go a step further."

After Xuan Jian's words fell, he rushed out with both feet, with a strong momentum, both internal and external, and the cultivation of the ground, the black and white sword energy rushed out, like a mountain collapsed and pressed down.

"Come on, let's draw the sword!"

"drink!"

Xuan Jian jumped up, bent down in mid-air, and slashed down fiercely with both swords in his hands.

Li Changqing had no choice but to avoid it by turning sideways. As soon as he left, the wooden board on the ground exploded into a hole, splashing directly to the guest room on the next floor, and sawdust flying all around.

"You can't escape, this is your destiny as a swordsman." Xuan Jian stabbed straight with the white sword in his right hand from the position of "one" across his ribs, and thrust out suddenly.

Li Changqing swung his long sword, the blades intertwined, sparks ignited, and said coldly: "If you want me, Li Changqing, to escape, your sword is not qualified enough."

'Clang clang clang...'

The two swung their swords and clashed again, the sword energy was so sharp that it made one's heart palpitate.

Yan Lingji showed worry on her face, ready to help Li Changqing.

However, in the next moment, her complexion changed, and Wei Zhuang was in a very bad situation in another battlefield she observed from the corner of her eye.