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Wenren Chuchu's expression was grave and his eyes were deep. His hair and beard fluttered without wind, and he was extremely angry.

Before Jiang Shuo had defeated Chen Xian, he had stood on the side of the Raging Blade Sect, but the result of the fight had turned the situation around. What he lost was the Raging Blade Sect's face, how could he not lose his, Wenren Qiang's face?

He had already noticed something was amiss, so he reminded Chen Xianfeng. However, Chen Xianfeng was too angry to listen, which led to such a difficult situation.

Even though they knew that the Hundred Blossom Sect was up to no good, even Wenren Chuchu could not see through their methods. Without any evidence to investigate, they would act as if the Raging Blade Sect could not afford to lose, and would deliberately deny it.

"Senior Wenren!" Fern took a step forward, half warning, half urging.

Wenren Qiang's face was overcast, and upon seeing this, he reminded, "Martial Uncle Wenren, you can't let this Jiang Shuo go? "If we release him, then our Raging Blade Sect will be in Yulin …"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wenren Qiang: "How can you go back on your word when what you should do is done in public. My Raging Blade Sect has not been reduced to such a state yet."

Then, Wenren Qiang turned his head and was about to give the order for the Raging Blade Sect disciples to leave. At this time, a voice suddenly sounded out, "Wait, wait … "Martial Uncle Wenren, wait …"

His voice was hoarse and low, his tone slightly trembling, as if he was trying hard to suppress his rage.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Chen Chu slowly standing up. His right arm was hanging limply at Jiang Shuo's side, his head was slightly drooping, but his eyes were staring upwards, like a venomous snake, firmly locking onto Jiang Shuo: "I haven't fallen yet, saying that the Raging Blade Sect will lose, isn't that still too early?"

Feng En's face darkened. He never thought that Chen Xian would be so tenacious.

Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes, looking equally gloomy.

He had stored Feng En's Qi in his dantian and had successfully forced his opponent to retreat after the first attack from Chen Xian. Feng Gang's Qi was almost depleted now.

Although Chen Xian had tried his best the first time he attacked, he still looked down on Jiang Shuo from the bottom of his heart. Jiang Shuo took advantage of the fact that he had been caught off guard and caught him by surprise. In addition, since Feng En's Qi was too powerful, it would be a huge burden if it stayed in his body for too long.

And in order to explode all his internal energy in an instant and condense even more destructive power, Jiang Shuo's meridians were under a huge pressure, and he was slightly injured. If it weren't for the fact that not long ago, Mo Xuanwu had strengthened and widened his meridians during cultivation, he would have died before he could even knock Chen Xian flying.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great.

Even though Jiang Shuo had prepared ahead of time and had paid a heavy price, he still hadn't been able to completely defeat Chen Xian.

"Junior brother Chen, Jiang Shuo has a strong inner force, he is very evil, don't force yourself!" Strangeway advised.

The two of them exchanged a punch. One of them remained calm and unharmed while the other had a broken arm. The difference in strength between the two was obvious. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't just watch as Chen went to his death.

"Hey, Gangwei, since your junior is insisting, why did you stop him?" As if he had noticed something, Wenren Qiang smiled and said.

"Hmm?" Shi Fangwei looked at Wenren Qiang in surprise. In the end, he didn't dare to disobey his martial uncle's wishes.

Ignoring his gaze, Wenren Qiang turned to Feng En and said, "The internal energy of your disciple, if that's the case, then it's not fair whether he uses weapons or not."

"But …" Feng En wanted to say something, but Wenren Qiang didn't give him the chance.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the knife in his hand over, and accurately stabbed it into the ground in front of Chen Xian.

Chen Xian unsheathed his sabre and without any hesitation, he roared angrily and rushed straight at Jiang Shuo, "Go to hell!"

There was still blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't think about the difference in strength at all. His eyes were as red as a beast's, and he only had one thought in mind, and that was to kill Jiang Shuo.

Jiang Shuo's mind was imprinted with most of the sabre slashing and sabre dragging techniques. Seeing Chen Fusheng slashing at him, Jiang Shuo anticipated the attack and took two steps back to avoid the slash, at the same time neutralizing the subsequent change in the sabre. Chen slashed to the right, Jiang Shuo dodged to the left, Chen slashed to the right, and Jiang Shuo dodged to the right. Chen Xian's every attack seemed to have been seen through by Jiang Shuo, making it impossible for him to pose any threat.

Seeing this scene, Shi Gangwei clicked his tongue in wonder, and couldn't help but sweat for his junior brother: "How can this Jiang Shuo be so familiar with our Berserker Blade Sect's moves?" And Jiang Shuo was not going to face him head on, because if this went on, he would tire Junior Brother Chen to death! "

"Haha …" Wenren Qiang did not agree with him. "You just keep watching."

In the eyes of the onlookers, Chen Xian, who took the initiative to attack, had the advantage of the scene, but did not cause any real damage. Jiang Shuo, who had just shown off his overbearing inner strength, was just dodging the blade and waiting for the opportunity to launch a massive counterattack. It was likely that this battle would end in Jiang Shuo's victory.

Most people saw Jiang Shuo, but in the battle, Jiang Shuo had a completely different feeling.

Tyrannical internal energy was a genuine one-time use item. Right now, he did not have any trump cards, so he could only rely on his understanding of the four techniques, which was one step at a time. In his berserk state, Jiang Shuo's moves were faster than his opponent's. Jiang Shuo was already injured, and could not handle it.

At this moment, Chen Xianfeng bent his back and stabbed Jiang Shuo in the chest with his broadsword.

Saber masters were ferocious, they were mainly used for hacking and slashing, and they rarely used their sabre tips to stab out. Jiang Shuo's eyes locked onto the blade, immediately recognizing that this was one of the techniques in the knife cutting technique. The thrust forward was a feint, and then the blade would be flat, only then would it be true. Simulating the movement of the knife in his mind, Jiang Shuo jumped backwards. Not only could he dodge the first thrust, but he could also prevent the enemy's last blow. This was the perfect response to killing two birds with one stone. According to Jiang Shuo's prediction, with his retreat, the enemy would not make it, so he could only make a comeback. Naturally, he would get a short break. However, Chen Xian didn't change his move. With his feet on the ground, he still stabbed Jiang Shuo in the chest.

"What!?" The unfamiliar knife move surprised Jiang Shuo, he could only run to the left in a panic. Despite his fast reaction, the clothes on his chest were still cut by the knife.

Chen Xianfeng's sabre was in constant motion, aiming at the back of Jiang Shuo's head.

Jiang Shuo felt a cold wind blow at the back of his head, but had no impression of this move. He could only rely on his movement technique to dodge to the left.

He had just dodged the first strike, when Chen Xian's blade flashed like a ghost, appearing to the left of Jiang Shuo. Jiang Shuo was trying to dodge to the left, but it seemed like Jiang Shuo was looking for a chance to make a mistake and just bumped into the blade.

"Be careful!" Seeing Jiang Shuo fall into Chen Xian's trap, Feng En and Liu Ruyan cried out in alarm at the same time.

In this critical moment, Jiang Shuo bent down so hard that he was almost flat on the ground, the blade brushing past his nose. Jiang Shuo didn't have time to think about his unsightly posture, and just crawled on the ground, rolling far away and pulling away from Chen Xian before he finally stood up.

Strange noises were suddenly emitted from the crowd, as they were aware of the change in the situation.

"Crap!" Feng En was both surprised and happy with Jiang Shuo's early performance, but just now, Jiang Shuo suddenly had a problem, the series of danger he had encountered was definitely not faking it.

"Huh?" Seeing this, the always worried Shi Gang Wei looked confused. On the other hand, the corner of Wenren Chuchu's lips curled up into a smile.

"What's going on?" Jiang Shuo frowned, the experience had made him break out in cold sweat.

Without giving him time to be surprised, Chen Feng rushed up to him again.

Chen Xianzi had lost his right arm, and he was currently using his unskilled left hand to wield his sabre. In fact, his attack had become even fiercer.

The force of the blade was fierce and powerful. It was powerful like a torrential storm that was about to destroy everything in its path.

Seemingly infected by the saber art, Chen Xian was like a fiendish devil. His countenance was cold, and his eyes were bloodshot, exuding a sense of insanity.

Chen Xian's momentum continued to climb as his attacks became more and more powerful. Jiang Shuo had never seen such a move before.

Under such strong pressure, Jiang Shuo was in great danger. He could only grit his teeth and bitterly persevere, blindly taking the beating passively.

After he escaped from the forbidden area, he experienced many fierce battles. He didn't even have a chance to rest, and the consumption of his physical strength was enormous. It became more and more difficult for him to dodge.

At this time, the disadvantage of having no weapon was evident. Chen Xianfeng's biting cold wind blades covered his surroundings. Even Jiang Shuo found it difficult to dodge, not to mention breaking through the wind blades and attacking him from close range.

Jiang Shuo's situation was getting worse, and after a long period of defense, it was inevitable that he would make a few mistakes. Every time he made a mistake, he would receive actual damage. At this moment, there were at least three knife wounds on his body. The blade was thick and the slight contact was not light. "Under the violent movements, the blood began to flow faster. Jiang Shuo had already become a man of blood, like a crumbling city that could collapse at any time.

"The outcome has been decided!" Almost everyone present had the same thought. Recalling the ups and downs of this battle, they felt a little sorry for Jiang Shuo.

They could not understand why Jiang Shuo would have such a huge gap between them, but to challenge Chen Xian with his status was a feat worthy of respect.

Only at this moment did Shi Zhang Wei calm down. Beside him, the corner of Wenren Qiang's mouth still contained a profound smile, as if he had already guessed the current situation.

"What should we do?" On the other side, Liu Ruyan's face was covered in a cloud of worry. After all, Jiang Shuo was a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

"…" Seeing the situation, Feng En fell into silence, his expression extremely solemn.

After a moment, Feng En clenched his fists, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"The two of you, you better watch it properly." Just as he was about to take a step forward, a voice came from beside him. It was Wenren Qiang.

"When did he …" Feng En froze, and had to give up the idea of saving Jiang Shuo. As long as Wenren Wu-shuang was here, she would never allow him to do that.

At this point, Jiang Shuo was forced into a corner.

Chen Xian's blade was filled with lightning as it stabbed towards Jiang Shuo's chest, wanting to break his heart.