Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Inside Zilan Pavilion, the other side's battlefield.

Wei Zhuang confronted Bai Yifei with his sword. When the two fought, the shark-tooth sword energy tore through everything and suffered, and the mysterious ice sword energy instantly turned into ice cones and sharp thorns when it touched the real object.

clang clang...

One in black and one in blood, the figures of the two intertwined, and the three long swords collided with each other.

With a chirping sound, the white sword light flashed, Wei Zhuang grunted, and was hit by the sword again.

Bai Yifei's gestures revealed noble elegance and arrogance, the red and white swords quickly froze, the profound ice qi and bone-piercing sword qi combined again, and the two swords slashed down obliquely.

clang!
Wei Zhuang swung the sword with both hands, shouldering the long sword to block, Bai Yifei slashed with the red sword in his right hand, inserted into the gap of the shark-toothed sword, and hit the sword body.

When Xue Yihou's shot fell, Wei Zhuang's feet sank suddenly, and the ground was dented three inches by one foot of thick solid wood, and cracked.

With a chuckle on his handsome face, Bai Yifei lowered the white sword in his left hand, with a long and slender sword body, the fierce black ice true energy, the sharp sword energy that cuts off all obstacles, and hit the shark-toothed sword body.

clang!
The blades intertwined, sparks ignited.

Wei Zhuang's body sank suddenly, his left knee knelt, and a foot of solid wood on the ground was broken.

With a chirping sound, Xue Yihou pushed the long sword in his hand, the thin blade cut Wei Zhuang's shoulder, and penetrated more than an inch, almost touching the collarbone.

"Hmph." Wei Zhuang's complexion darkened, his nasal voice was muffled, and his head was sweating.

The skill consumption was too great. In his heyday, he still had no chance of winning against Bai Yifei, let alone fighting with only [-]% of his fighting power left.

Bai Yifei said indifferently: "At this moment, your strength is less than [-]%."

"Looks like it's time to end the battle."

When Bai Yifei finished speaking, the surrounding air and water molecules solidified, the space creaked, and snowflakes fell from the sky, with the two of them as the core, where the snowflakes fell, the bookshelves, walls, wooden boards, and beams were covered with a layer of black ice.

The area of ​​the black ice expanded rapidly, and within a few breaths, two-thirds of the rooms in Tianzi No. [-] were frozen.

Yan Lingji and Nongyu retreated to a corner, and the two women looked shocked: "It's so cold, so domineering Xuan Bing."

Nongyu was about to make a move, but the pale-faced Yan Lingji grabbed her hand tightly and said, "Don't go, we are no longer able to participate in this level of battle."

"But, Brother Wei Zhuang..." Nongyu felt strongly frustrated and helpless.

Brother Li and Brother Wei Zhuang are fighting the enemy to the death, but she can only stand on the sidelines and watch the battle, not even qualified to participate.

Wei Zhuang felt very cold, bone-piercing cold, cold of frozen blood.

On the shark-toothed sword, domineering black ice and bone-piercing sword energy came, and the cold air of the ground black ice invaded his body from his knees and soles of his feet. The biting cold air froze his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The left knee and left calf had been frozen, as had the right shoulder and the shark-toothed sword.

"Humph"

Wei Zhuang snorted in pain, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Too bad, I can't move my body anymore." Wei Zhuang's face was pale, half of his body was covered in black ice, his tendons were invaded and destroyed by the domineering black ice true energy.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang has suffered internal injuries, very serious internal injuries.

People who practice martial arts know that it is better to hurt the muscles and bones than suffer internal injuries to the muscles and veins.It can take up to [-] days for a broken muscle and bone to recover. A serious internal injury not only hurts life, but also damages the foundation of martial arts.

Wei Zhuang is in danger at this moment.

Bai Yifei stood holding a sword, with a slender figure, bloody clothes and white hair, and a handsome pale face with a triumphant smile: "In ten more breaths, my Xuanbing Zhenqi will invade your dantian, even if Guiguzi comes in person, I'm afraid it won't be able to save you gone."

Boom!

There was a loud explosion, and a zhang-tall giant descended from the sky, holding a thousand-jin marble pillar and smashing it down.

Bai Yifei's eyes froze, his face was sullen, his body turned slightly, and the red and white swords sang the sound of swords, one white and one red, and the sword energy was dazzling.

Yan Lingji and Nongyu only saw two different colors of bright sword lights flickering, and then felt a surge of violent true energy. When they opened their eyes, the battle was over.

Wushuang Ghost's face froze, the marble pillar in his hand was cut and turned into huge boulders and fell to the ground, while his arms and feet were suddenly torn apart, and blood spattered.

"Roar!"

The Wushuang ghost wailed in pain, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground, the protective energy on his body shattered, and his kung fu practiced horizontally was instantly broken by Bai Yifei.

Wei Zhuang's expression was startled, and he used his right foot to fly back three zhang away. Guigu's mind was running, and the mysterious ice on half of his right shoulder and the entire left leg was dispelled bit by bit.

"Huh—" Wei Zhuang opened his mouth and let out a breath of cold air.

"What a domineering sword intent, it actually broke Wushuang Ghost's steel frame with one strike." Wei Zhuang's heart was extremely heavy, and Bai Yifei seemed to be stronger than he imagined.

What's even more frightening is that Bai Yifei didn't seem to be able to use his ultimate move from the beginning to the end. This proves that he hasn't displayed his full strength yet. Is he deliberately hiding his clumsiness, or is it unnecessary?

It is impossible for Bai Yifei to not have unique skills. When he cultivates to a comfortable state, everyone has their own special skills. Once they are used, they will kill the sky.

"Baiyue?! Here comes another one to die." Bai Yifei danced the sword flower with his right hand, retracted and loosened his elbow, and the blood-red long sword locked onto Wushuang Ghost's neck, and stabbed it down.

"It's too late..."

Wei Zhuang's eyes were serious, his true energy was circulating, the black ice on his left knee was only half dispelled, and the black ice on his right shoulder knee and the shark-tooth sword were only half dispelled.

With a bang, the wooden door exploded and flew towards him, two chains of snake skulls tore through the wooden door, directly grabbing Bai Yifei's face.

This weapon, this attack method, instantly indicated the identity of the visitor.

Wei Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, "Tianze."

Bai Yifei's long sword changed direction, and the oblique thrust turned into a straight thrust. The tip of the sword collided with the mouth of the snake's skull chain in an instant, intertwining strings of sparks.

With a flick of the long sword, Bai Yifei swung the sword and shook the chain of snake skulls.

At the same time, another snake skull chain entangled Wushuang Ghost's body, bringing him to a safe place in an instant.

Wushuang ghost narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly with his injured body, and stood side by side with Tianze. This big, simple-minded man obviously planned to continue fighting side by side with his master Tianze.

Tianze glanced at the seriously injured Yan Lingji and Nongyu from the corner of his eye, and ordered, "Take them away first."

Wushuang ghost nodded, turned around slowly, stretched out both hands, grabbed one with each hand, ran wildly, smashed through the wooden door and fell ten feet into the air, stunned the guards on the street.

Bai Yifei was angry, the elegant and calm smile had dissipated, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly: "You seem to like to create accidents for me?"

The first time was when Tianze captured the Korean prince, the second time was when Tianze captured Princess Honglian as a hostage to cooperate with Quicksand, and now it is the third time.

If Tianze and the others didn't come, Wei Zhuang would surely die today. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to wait until the next time he wanted to kill such arrogant swordsmen as Wei Zhuang and Li Changqing.

And, once the opportunity is missed, let them grow up, the future is even more tricky.

Tianze has blue long hair and shawl, eyes scarlet like snake pupils, clasped his hands together, and said with a sneer: "This is not an accident, this is a surprise. It is a surprise from Baiyue to you."

Jingling bell... The exorcism bell rang, and the exorcist, dressed in black and with a black hood and pale complexion, walked to Bai Yifei's left.

In addition, on Bai Yifei's right side, wisps of green poisonous gas spread and invaded towards him.

For a moment, Tian Ze, Exorcist Demon, and Hundred Poison King's dialogues did not form a siege.

Bai Yifei's handsome facial features were as cold as ice, and his two long swords naturally drooped. From the tip of the sword, the two long swords once again covered Xuanbing Zhenqi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A new battle is imminent.