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Gong Nianwei raised his sword and walked towards Wei Jun. He couldn't see that Gong Nianwei could use a sword. Anyway, he felt that he must be stronger than Gong Nianwei.

What Wei Junxing was really afraid of were weasels.

The corner of Gong Nianwei's mouth rose, and she swung her sword and stabbed towards Wei Jun.

The blade of the sword gleaming with cold light came head-on with the sound of piercing wind, and Wei Junxing raised his sword to block it.

Gong Nianwei swung her sword as if she was venting, slashing left and right, without any rules.

Wei Junxing had no choice but to raise his sword to receive the move, and to block from left and right, the sword collided with each other, sparking out bursts of sparks.

Wei Junxing was not worried about Gong Nianwei's attack, but was afraid that the weasel behind her would take advantage of the fire, so he retreated while fighting, trying to take Gong Nianwei out of the weasel's attack range.

But the weasel standing in front of the main room folded his arms and watched, not planning to make a move at all, as if he was very relieved of Gong Nianwei.

While parrying, Wei Junxing retreated until he reached the stone mill by the yard, then raised his sword to hold Gong Nianwei's sword, and asked in a low voice,

"Gong Nianwei, why are you unwilling to go back? Your parents are very worried about you."

Gong Nianwei drew back her long sword with a bang, and stabbed at Wei Jun fiercely.

"Will they be worried? Oh, what a big joke, haven't I been kicked out of the house by them a long time ago?"

Wei Junxing thought of the sad appearance of Gong Nianwei's parents in the hospital. They obviously cared about Gong Nianwei very much, but how could Gong Nianwei deny it outright.

"If you don't go back, you will really die and disappear from that real world."

Gong Nianwei held the sword in both hands and pressed down hard, Wei Junxing also held the sword in both hands and supported it with all his strength.

"I didn't want to go back. I am happy and happy here, which is much more fun than in that world."

Wei Junxing's hand holding Gong Nianwei's sword trembled, and he didn't know where Gong Nianwei got so much strength to bend his knees and almost sit on the ground.

Seeing that Gong Nianwei didn't want to listen to his advice at all, Wei Junxing wanted to kill himself directly.

He didn't want to mess with Gong Nianwei anymore, he rolled his toes onto the stone mill, took two steps back in an instant, dodged Gong Nianwei's sword, turned around and stabbed Gong Nianwei again.

Gong Nianwei didn't expect that Wei Junxing, who was forced to stand in front of the stone mill, would have this trick. She raised her sword to block Wei Junxing's blow, turned around, and stabbed Wei Junxing again.

"I just don't like you and want to kill you."

Gong Nianwei's movement of swinging the sword was funny, but Wei Junxing still got goose bumps when he said this sentence with indifferent eyes.

How did a beautiful girl become such a snake-like person? What exactly stimulated her.

Wei Junxing turned around, walked around the stone mill, and dodged Gong Nianwei's sword. The two separated from the stone mill, and their swords were at war.

"Then do you know that Wei Linggong is dying, and the world will collapse soon without him?"

Wei Junxing raised his sword and said again,

Gong Nianwei looked at Wei Junxing's serious face, and laughed. She bent down so much that she even lost strength in the hand holding the sword, and directly smashed the sword to the ground.

"You actually believed what he said? Haha. It's ridiculous. It's a big joke."

Wei Junxing was stunned by her smile, holding his sword, and Wei Linggong lied to him again.

"fake?"

"That's natural. He doesn't have the rattan whip and mana, so he can't beat Sister Huang. If you want this world to collapse and disappear, you have to dig his grave. I don't think you can do it in this life. Because... "

She originally spoke in a very low and gentle manner, but suddenly her face changed, a trace of ferocity flashed across her fair and melon-seeded face,

"You're going to die here."

She swung the long sword that was stuck on the ground and stabbed directly at Wei Junxing's chest.

Wei Junxing didn't have time to dodge, so he could only raise his sword to meet him, but the attack pattern that was like a kid playing with mud just now changed instantly.

Wei Junxing had no choice but to raise his sword to meet the attack. For a while, the two figures intertwined and began to fight.

It turned out that Gong Nianwei's random moves just now were just to relax his vigilance, and now she is really making a move.

Gong Nianwei's sword was getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer and closer to him. He didn't know how to use a sword at first, but he definitely knew better than Gong Nianwei.

However, the sword in Gong Nianwei's hand is completely different from the sword she just brought out just now, the sword advances and retreats in her hands as fast as a swimming dragon.

When Wei Junxing saw her move, he felt so familiar. Wei Junxing used the stone mill to dodge back and forth, and confirmed it again.

This sword move was used when Wei Linggong fought back with the weasel that day. Could it be that the sword transformed from the rattan whip also had its own moves. He believed that Gong Nianwei would not be able to practice such a sword move in such a short period of time.

Wei Junxing didn't dare to be negligent, he responded quickly with quick hands and quick eyes. Just now he dodged because he wanted to take Gong Nianwei away from the house, but now he was really forced to dodge.

Gong Nianwei's figure was getting faster and faster. In the end, Wei Junxing couldn't even see where the sword came from. He could only see a pink shadow dangling in front of his eyes.

No wonder the weasel stood aside with a look of watching the show. It turns out that besides mana, the rattan whip also has its own attack moves, which is really unexpected.

In terms of reaction, Wei Junxing is definitely not slower than Gong Nianwei, but Gong Nianwei is like a divine help at this time, not only extremely fast, but also far stronger than Wei Junxing.

The sword she stabbed was accompanied by gusts of wind, and Wei Junxing's sword almost dropped in a collision.

Wei Junxing didn't dare to neglect and dealt with it carefully.

The two of them surrounded the stone mill in the yard, and fought back and forth for countless rounds. Wei Junxing gradually became exhausted, but Gong Nianwei acted as if nothing happened, raising and swinging the sword in one go without any fatigue.

Unknowingly, Wei Junxing has gradually lost the wind. If he hadn't been separated between them by the stone mill, he might have been taken down by Gong Nianwei long ago.

Gong Nianwei saw that Wei Junxing had been dodging around the stone mill, turned his right hand over, and the moment he stabbed the sword, he flipped onto the stone mill.

With the power of turning over, the long sword pressed against Wei Junxing.The moment Wei Junxing held the sword to block, Gong Nianwei slapped his left hand to his right, and an identical sword was immediately held in her left hand.

With a wave of the long sword in his left hand, he chopped Wei Junxing's left arm.

Wei Junxing didn't expect Gong Nianwei to make this move at all, he took a step forward with his sword in his right hand.

Gong Nianwei held the blood-dripping sword, with a cold smile on his face,

"I'll take you back, back to the world you should be in."

The blade of the sword that shone with cold light stabbed at Wei Junxing's blood that was not yet cold.

Wei Junxing didn't want to hide anymore, he let go of his right hand, and the long sword fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand to grab the sharp blade, and the sword passed through his palm with a sharp wind sound, and blood dripped down the palm onto the stone mill .