Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Time, half an hour ago...

Thirty li, [-] kilometers away, masters of rank nine or above ran wildly for a short distance, with amazingly fast feet.

It has been a quarter of an hour since Wei Zhuang and the others set off to the present.

In a quarter of an hour, Wei Zhuang and the others ran for nearly twenty miles.

Yingge was forced to lead the way and did not dare to deliberately slow down, otherwise Wei Zhuang would not make a move, and Yan Lingji would not show mercy with the Feihong sword in her hand.

The four masters took the lead, leaving the hundred masters far behind.

bang bang bang...

At this time, a huge figure swayed from side to side, precarious, hunched over, and walked forward with heavy steps.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and under the slanting rays of the sun, everyone gradually saw the face of the person coming.

Wushuang ghost, a bloody Wushuang ghost, had countless sword wounds on his body, several of which cut into the muscles and bones, and the sword marks were cracked by an inch to two inches, and the sword marks were inlaid with seven or eight crossbows and killed into the flesh and blood.

Blood man, miserable blood man, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a blood man.

Yan Lingji exclaimed: "Wu Shuang ghost!?"

Wushuang ghost saw Yan Lingji and also Wei Zhuang, he ran wildly and stopped in front of everyone, he turned around slowly, pointed in the direction of the cave, and roared: "Roar!"

The voice is low, the breath is low, and the breath is low.

But everyone understands what he means—to save people, to save his master Tianze.

"Wushuang ghost, you..." Yan Lingji stepped forward, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly, she was worried about her companion.

Wushuang ghost straightened his body, then straightened back, his huge body fell directly in front of Yan Lingji, his right hand pointed forward for two seconds, and he fell powerlessly.

Yan Lingji stepped forward quickly: "Wushuang ghost..."

Wei Zhuang stepped forward, checked his true energy a few times, and said calmly: "The sword energy was severely wounded, the physical strength was overdrawn, and the cultivation level was overdrawn. It all depends on a willpower to break out of the heavy encirclement."

For some reason, Wei Zhuang envied Tian Ze a little bit, such subordinates as Wu Shuang Gui, who are loyal and capable, how many people can there be in the world?

"Lei Kuang, you stay here. After the big troops arrive, send ten disciples to escort Wushuang Gui back to Zilan Villa to heal his wounds."

Lei Kuang took the lead and said, "Yes."

Yan Lingji could also see that although Wushuang Ghost suffered heavy injuries, lost blood and fell into a coma, and his energy and spirit were overdrawn, he was not in danger of life, and he could recover within two or three months of recuperation at most.

Yan Lingji stood up, unsheathed Feihong sword, and said coldly: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Yingge had no choice but to continue leading the way.

Whoosh whoosh!
The three of them leaped forward and galloped through the mountains and forests, the strong wind blew past and the strong grass swayed.

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Time, half a quarter of an hour ahead...

"Roar!"

Deep in the mountains and old forests, in the cave, Wushuang Ghost let out an angry roar, pulling the chain with his hands, the chain on the cliff vibrated, and his tall body suddenly swooped out, jumping out of the cave.

Bang bang bang... Wushuang ghost ran away from the cave with his seriously injured body.

"Chasing, don't run away from this person!"

Whoosh...

In an instant, more than a dozen white armor soldiers jumped out one after another, one of them was a lieutenant general, whose strength had just entered the eighth rank.

General Pi said loudly: "This man is at the end of his strength, kill him to avenge the brothers."

The Wushuang ghost was overloaded with fighting and ran away with all his heart. He ignored the defense of a hundred shield soldiers and went on a rampage. He paid a huge price and killed [-] or [-] white armor soldiers, and finally managed to escape.

Whoosh...

All of a sudden, the eyes of the eighth-rank general were blurred, and three afterimages galloped over, looking around.

bang bang bang...

Before the eighth-rank general had time to see the situation clearly, he suffered a heavy blow to his heart, his heart was shattered, his body flew upside down and fell into the cave.

At the same time, the same is true for more than a dozen White Armored Army. They were hit by huge palm force one after another, and their bodies were thrown into the air.

Three beauties stand against the wind.

She was dressed in fiery red clothes, with a slanted bang on her forehead, her bangs were gently brushed by a blood-red and strange hand, hot lips, hot eyes, and a pair of hot long legs tightly wrapped in brown stockings.

The other two beauties stood side by side, with their bodies slightly tilted left and right, as if a mirror was placed in the middle, reflecting a pair of twin sisters who were all over the world.

Da Si Ming, E Huang Nv Ying, come from the Yin Yang family.

Concubine Yan stepped forward, wearing mid-cut long shoes, her knees to the heels of her legs were as white as lotus root when the long skirt was swaying, her crotch was plump, her waist was plump, and her breasts were plump.

The beauty of the Northland is magnificent, plump and plump.Full but not fat, plump and plump, Concubine Yan can be called a contemporary leader in this regard.

"Master Dongjun." The three daughters of the chief minister all bowed and bowed slightly.

"Let's go!" Concubine Yan gave an order and jumped.

Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!
The four girls jumped down, and there was a rattling and rattling sound of the chains. After the four of them landed, they entered the secret passage in a flash and went straight to the underground palace.

On the way to run wildly, Da Si Ming asked: "Master Dongjun, why is Li Changqing so kind to send the treasure of Canglong Qisu to my Yinyang family?"

Concubine Yan stepped forward, her plump body leaning forward, her long legs were slender, fair and strong, and she replied: "I have agreed with Li Changqing that, except for the secrets related to the Canglong Qisu Copper Box, the rest of the Yin-Yang family will not take anything."

"Ah, this..." Da Si Ming was taken aback, feeling that it was a loss-making business.

Dongjun didn't care about it any more. For the Yinyang family, the copper box of the seven countries, the key of the copper box of the seven countries, and the long-lost phantom sound treasure box of the Yinyang family are the most important.

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"Owner!"

The Poison King and the Exorcist looked shocked.

Bai Yifei is too strong, a top-notch master, a two-handed swordsman, this person was also a generation of arrogance when he was young, and he also practiced strange family secrets.

A sword is difficult to practice; a swordsman is difficult to deal with.

Two-handed swordsmen, especially those whose two-handed swordsmanship has reached the state of perfection, can be called top-notch figures of the same class.

Black and white Xuanjian, compared with holding a sword with one hand, his fighting power has almost doubled.In the same way, so is Bai Yifei.

Therefore, Tianze almost faced two top masters, top swordsmen.The pressure can be imagined, completely hanged and beaten, unable to fight back.

The Hundred Poison King has no time to care about him, because he is also in danger.

With a chirping sound, a long spear pierced through the air with a silver-white tip, directly piercing his right rib, passing through his body, blood spattered, and flew backwards with a scream.

With a seriously injured body, the Hundred Poison King, who has lost more than half of his blood, is naturally no match for the White Armored Lieutenant General. The key is that his poison has lost its effect.

The Hundred Poison King reached out with his left hand, a green snake in his sleeve, a highly poisonous green snake came out, and directly hit the ninth-rank general in the face, this blow was extremely sudden.

Lieutenant General Bai Jia's expression changed, and he immediately tried to withdraw the spear, only to find that the Hundred Poison King was holding the spear tightly with his right hand, stuck the spear out with his ribs, and resisted the severe pain in his body.

Lieutenant General Bai Jia held a sword in his left hand and slapped it with his right hand.

"what!"

Lieutenant General Bai Jia let out a scream, and the tiny green poisonous snake pierced through the strong wind and bit his right wrist. The strong poison corroded the arm, and the indescribable pain was transmitted to the brain instantly.

choke!
With a flash of cold light, Lieutenant General Bai Jia abandoned his spear, drew out his sword from his waist, and cut off the poisonous snake with a sword in his left hand, and then cut off his own arm with a second sword.

The green venomous snake fell, its body split into two, its tail and head swayed, its blood was extremely poisonous, and the stone slabs on the corroded ground creaked.

"Damn you!"

Lieutenant Bai Jia let out a loud shout, and fought out with a sword in his left hand, his right arm was broken, the pain was excruciating, but the pain in his heart was even worse, he wanted to kill the king of all poisons.

On the other side, the exorcist was besieged by more than 100 white-armored troops, two of the eighth-rank, several of the seventh-rank, and a group of white-armored elites stepped forward step by step, forming a situation of siege.

The exorcist has been injured, let alone rescue Tianze and the others, he is seriously injured, he can't even protect himself.

Clang!
Bai Yifei flashed his bloody clothes, held the sword in his left hand, flashed the white sword in his right hand, and charged straight out.

In Tianze's eyes, the white long sword approached a bloody coat in an instant, the sword became bigger and bigger, the tip of the sword flashed in the eyes, and the indestructible sword was killed a foot away.

Bai Yifei smiled slightly, the pleasure of killing prey is delightful.

boom!
Suddenly, a powerful qi surged, and a ray of blue qi blade cut through the air flow and descended from the sky.

Bai Yifei's complexion changed slightly, and with a wave of the white sword with one hand, the assassination should be a sweep.

clang!
The air blade and the white sword fight together, the ear-piercing sound explodes, sparks sparkle, and the surging air waves spread.

A beautiful figure dressed in a faint blue floats over, confronting Bai Yifei.