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"Ah...!" Hundreds of masters flew up together, some holding sledgehammers, some holding swords, and some holding machetes.

Feng Qingjiu stood in the center with the shining Wushuang sword in his hand, like a plum blossom blooming proudly in the snow, cold and aloof.

Faced with the masters swarming around him, Feng Qingjiu remained calm, but he was still very afraid of death in his heart.

Looks like there's no escape today!

It’s over!

Feng Qingjiu tapped the ground with his toes and swung his Wushuang sword.

The sword technique is light yet carries an unparalleled domineering aura. Every time the sword is swung out, it is like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, shocking the heart.

Look at this fast, strange and domineering sword technique.

The white-haired old man widened his eyes: "This is the unparalleled sword technique...!"

"Ms. Feng...it turns out that we were all deceived by you on the day of the competition...!"

"What, the Unparalleled Sword Technique...? Old sir, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" The others were all shocked.

The old man shook his head: "I'm definitely not wrong this time...!"

Feng Qingjiu stood in the air with the Wushuang Sword in his hand, and snorted coldly, "Haven't you always wanted the Wushuang Sword Technique? Come and get it if you have the ability."

After saying that, his eyes flashed...!

Feng Qingjiu's figure is graceful, and his unparalleled sword skills are exquisite.

Sometimes it is like the spring breeze blowing on the willows, gentle and lingering; sometimes it is like a violent storm, extremely fierce.

Every time a sword is struck, it becomes a nightmare for this group of people.

"Ah...!" A large number of thieves were chopped down one after another by the unparalleled sword technique.

"This unparalleled sword technique is indeed amazing...! It is worthy of being the secret book that everyone has been wanting for the past three hundred years."

"We must work together, otherwise no one will be a match for Feng Qingjiu...!" said the white-haired old man.

January agreed: "This old gentleman is right. Only by working together can we kill Feng Qingjiu and get the unparalleled sword technique."

Then everyone joined forces to besiege Fengqingjiu.

I don’t know how long has passed!

This was because Feng Qingjiu's unparalleled sword technique had only been practiced to the lower fifth stage, and had not yet reached the initial sixth stage.

In addition, the other side had more people and more power, and after a while, they were gradually losing physical strength.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the old man slapped Feng Qingjiu on the chest.

“Puff…!” Feng Qingjiu landed steadily on the ground, took a few steps back, and spat out blood from his mouth.

“Fairy sister…!” Ye Xiumo hurriedly supported Feng Qingjiu, his eyes red.

The system's eyes were also red: [Host...are you okay? ]

“You bad guys... actually stole Fairy Sister’s things...!” Ye Xiumo pointed at the people in front of him and shouted.

"Sister Fairy, I'm sorry. It's all because of Ah Mo. If it weren't for Ah Mo, you wouldn't be hurt."

After Ye Xiumo finished speaking, he reached out and wiped the slight bloodstain from the corner of Feng Qingjiu's mouth.

“Cough… cough…!” Feng Qingjiu covered his chest and coughed a few times: “I’m fine…!”

This damn old man must have used all his strength. My chest was burning with pain. If it weren't for the unparalleled sword technique, I would have died without a doubt from this palm strike.

Looking at Feng Qingjiu who was still standing, the old man stroked his beard and said, "You are amazing. Facing so many of us, you can still hold on until now. It is beyond my expectation...!"

“As long as you hand over the unparalleled sword technique obediently, I will spare the lives of both of you…!”

"Haha...!" Feng Qingjiu sneered: "Even if I give you the secret book today, you won't let us leave alive...!"

"So, why should I give you the secret book...?"

The man in the bamboo hat: "So you are not going to hand over the secret book?"

"No...!" Feng Qingjiu raised his eyebrows.

“Looking for death…!” The man carrying the sledgehammer ran quickly.

The sledgehammer was dragged on the ground, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Fairy sister...! Amo will protect you." Ye Xiumo stood directly in front of Feng Qingjiu.

This silly boy, it would be strange if he doesn't turn into a meat patty after being hit by this hammer.

Feng Qingjiu quickly pushed the silly boy aside and looked straight at the sledgehammer.

Gather internal strength on the tip of the Wushuang sword in your right hand!

Just when the sledgehammer was about to hit Feng Qingjiu's head!

Feng Qingjiu flew up, spinning, and the Wushuang sword flew out quickly, piercing straight into the chest of the man with the hammer.

“Puff…!” The man with the sledgehammer stood in place, blood spurting out of his mouth, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He looked down at his chest: "You...you...!"

Then he fell heavily to the ground!

Feng Qingjiu used his internal energy to retract the Wushuang Sword!

The blood on the tip of the sword dripped down drop by drop.

When others saw this scene, they all frowned.

"Witch, you actually killed innocent people...!" the scarred man shouted loudly.

"Witch?" Feng Qingjiu laughed sarcastically: "You were the ones who messed with me first, so I became a witch?"

"I think you are a dog burping...you must have eaten too much shit!"

"Old man...! What should we do now...?" January said.

The white-haired old man said: "Feng Qingjiu, why do you have to resist so stubbornly? Hand over the secret book as soon as possible, and you can leave with your stupid prince early...!"

Feng Qingjiu looked at the cliff behind him!

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

"Idiots, if you want the secret manual, wait until your next life... I will never give it to you even if I die...!"

"I won't play with you guys anymore...!"

“Oh no… they are about to jump down…!” the white-haired old man shouted, “Stop them quickly…!”

After Feng Qingjiu finished speaking, he pulled up the silly boy beside him and jumped down.

“Ah…!” Ye Xiumo’s scream echoed in the cliff.

The people on the cliff didn't even touch the corners of the two men's clothes.

“Ah...!” The white-haired old man closed his eyes, looked at the abyss, and screamed.

“Just a little bit…!”

The old man clenched his hands tightly.

"Old man, what should we do now?" asked the man in the bamboo hat, frowning.

"You ask me...? Then who should I ask?" The old man glared at the man in the bamboo hat.

"Everyone, take a look around to see if there is any way down...!"

Then hundreds of people began to search above the abyss.

January looked at the abyss, a smug smile appeared on his lips, and then he flew away.

This abyss is bottomless...!

There are no roads around.

………………

The other side!

"It's all your prince's fault. My young lady is missing now..." Xia Ling cried loudly.

Seventeen also loudly retorted: "Why do you blame my prince...! It must be that your young lady has too many enemies, so she implicated my prince."

Xia Ling: “You farted…!”

Seventeen: "You are the one who farted...!"

Dongxue covered her ears and shouted, "Can you please stop arguing... I'm so annoyed...!"

"It's already this late and you two are still arguing...!"

The two stopped and one turned his head to the side.

Dongxue put down her hands that were covering her ears and said, "Let's go back now...! Seventeen, go to the palace and report to the emperor. See what he says."

Seventeen nodded: "Okay...! This is the only way for now."

Several people started to pack up their things and go home!