A strong wind blew from the center of the collision between Wang Zhenwei and Shi Feixuan, and raged in all directions.

A cloud of smoke rose from the center, making it impossible for the three people watching the fight to see clearly what was going on inside.

But soon, a cold voice came out from the smoke.

"The world of sword spirit!"

"A stunning shot!"

"boom!"

"Bang!"

Several explosions sounded in the smoke.

Until a white figure flew out from the smoke.

Shi Feixuan fell to the ground and took a few steps before she barely stopped.

"you····"Poof!"

As soon as Shi Feixuan said this, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her snow-white clothes with blood.

""We won!"

Wanwan shouted happily when she saw Shi Feixuan vomiting blood.

At this time, the smoke dissipated, and the three people watching the battle saw Wang Zhenwei standing there with sword wounds all over his body.

"This is the artistic conception of martial arts.····"Puff!"

Wang Zhenwei looked at Shi Feixuan spitting blood, and he also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In the battle just now, he did not win, but he did not lose either.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Seeing Wang Zhenwei's hand, Wanwan also ran over quickly.

"I'm fine."

Wang Zhenwei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

""Miss Master, do you want to fight again?"

If the other party wanted to fight, he would have to accompany her.

"No need."

Shi Feixuan looked at Wang Zhenwei, then at Wanwan.

"You want to protect her for a month, right?"

She was no longer sure of winning and defeating Wang Zhenwei.

The two shots just now also caused her considerable injuries.

"I'll just wait for her escort period to end."

After Shi Feixuan finished speaking, she used her Qinggong skills and disappeared in front of the people.

"Are you still waiting for my escort period to end? Humph, I will extend it for another month, and see what you can do."

Wan Wan looked at the direction where Shi Feixuan disappeared and shouted loudly

"No, I won't take it.····"Poof!"

Before Wang Zhenwei could finish his words, another large mouthful of blood spurted out.

""Hey! Are you okay?"

Wanwan was a little worried when she saw Wang Zhenwei spitting out blood again.

"I'm fine, I just need to take a good breath."

Wang Zhenwei said, touching his chest.

Shi Feixuan's last sword actually broke through his amazing shot. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and blocked the opponent's sword with the gun.

But the sword energy entered his body and he was still hurt.

However, Shi Feixuan was not doing well either. The explosion of the amazing shot still hurt the opponent.

"Then let's go back to the inn first?"

Wanwan asked

"Well, let's go back."

Wang Zhenwei said, and then walked towards Pingyang City.

Wanwan hurriedly followed him.

"Brother Wang is indeed very powerful.

Linghu Chong said as he looked at the backs of Wang Zhenwei and Wanwan.

"That woman is also very strong."

Yue Lingshan felt that both of them were very strong. She even felt that even her father might not be as strong as them.

""Okay, let's go. One day, I will be as strong as you, no, even stronger than this."

Linghu Chong glanced at Wang Zhenwei, then turned and left.

At this moment, the seed of wanting to become stronger was planted in Linghu Chong's heart.

As for whether it can sprout and thrive, it depends on him.

····

When Wang Zhenwei returned to the inn covered in bird and dog shit, he did not delay for long. After a simple wash, he began to regulate his breathing.

In the battle with Shi Feixuan, Wang Zhenwei learned a lot and personally felt what is the artistic conception of martial arts and what is the meaning of sword.

"The Overlord Spear that I used at that time should also be the initial state of mind of martial arts, right?"

Wang Zhenwei thought of his Overlord Spear.

The Overlord Spear was a gift package given to him when he got the system. There were only two things in it. One was the Overlord Spear, the steel gun he used.

The other was the Overlord Spear, which was the gun technique.

It can be said that the first gun technique he came into contact with was not the gun technique taught by his father, but the Overlord Spear.

And this set of gun techniques is also the one he is most familiar with.

"Spear Intention, Overbearing Spear Intention? It really fits the Overlord Spear.

"However, I can’t even be considered half-master of the spear intention. I still have a lot of work to do in the future."

Wang Zhenwei came out of the room after three days of seclusion in the room.

During these three days, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also summarized his feelings in the battle and his domineering spear intention.

Wang Zhenwei also found that although his progress was very fast before, it was still slower than the fights with Tian Boguang, Yun Zhonghe and Shi Feixuan in the past few days.

For example, in these two battles, the first battle made his Arhat Subduing Demons skill go a step further, and the second battle made him realize the spear intention.

"Could it be that I will become a battle maniac who looks for people to challenge everywhere in the future?"

"Ouch!"

Wang Zhenwei was walking while thinking, and he missed a step without paying attention.

"Bang!"

The whole person fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, the yard was relatively clean, without dog shit or anything.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you still like this?"

Wan Wan squatted in front of Wang Zhenwei.

In the past three days, Wan Wan seemed to have become Wang Zhenwei's bodyguard. Not only did she have to bring him food and drink, but she also had to care about him from time to time, so that he would not die in the room.

"Thank you for your help these past few days."

Wang Zhenwei stood up and said to Wanwan

"Don't just say thank you verbally, do something practical"

"What's practical? Treat you to a meal?"

""What are you going to eat? Otherwise, can you extend my escort period for another month?"

Wanwan blinked and said to Wang Zhenwei.

After the battle that day, Wanwan also found that if Wang Zhenwei was by her side, she didn't have to be afraid of Shi Feixuan, the hypocritical guy.

"Let's talk about eating."

Wang Zhenwei turned around and left. He really didn't want to get involved in the fight between Cihang Jingzhai and Yinkui Sect.

"Hey! Wait a minute, let's talk. If one month doesn't work, half a month will be fine!"

Wanwan hurriedly chased after him. She couldn't let the bodyguard she had finally found run away.

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