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Qi Xing's face was filled with surprise as he stood there, on guard of his surroundings. He felt his legs go soft, and he kept trembling. He gritted his teeth and refused to let himself sit down, using his sword to support his body. Fortunately, there were almost all the martial artists in Liang Mountain City. As long as Qi Xing wasn't involved in the battle, he would be able to slowly recover from his exhaustion …

What was there to say between enemies? Enemies naturally turn red when they saw each other, and they would kill as soon as they could! Wan Chang Gui blocked the attacks of the two men, dispelling the danger to Qi Xing. Sensing the shock coming from his hands, Wan Zhanggui was astonished. He didn't expect that Qi Xing would be so strong. The two people before him were already at the Fifth Heavenly Layer, only slightly weaker than him.

Wan Zhanggui suddenly felt his hands lighten as a serious expression flashed across his face. The two mace transformed into black shadows as they smashed towards him, while the iron rod was aimed at him. At this moment, Qi Xing saw a young man suddenly stab into the middle of three people, sending the iron rod flying. This person was a member of his own team. Seeing that Wan Zhenghao was no longer in danger, Qi Xing felt relieved.

Chi ~ Qi Xing's right arm was cut by the sword, instantly tearing open the skin and flesh. Qi Xing's expression changed as he hastily turned around. A swordsman was charging towards him. Qi Xing's expression was extremely ugly. At this moment, he didn't have much energy left, but could he only wait for death? No, of course not. In a moment of desperation, Qi Xing raised his left hand, and the basic sword technique's first stance was completely displayed on his left hand.

After knocking away that warrior's sword, a joyful expression appeared on Qi Xing's face. The longsword in his hand didn't stop as he quickly changed his moves. It came straight down. With a 'chi' sound, a huge hole was torn open in the man's shirt over his chest. A deep, bone-deep wound could be clearly seen. The warrior looked at Qi Xing in disbelief, and then slowly fell down.

At this moment, Qi Xing finally had the time to check the wound on his arm. It turned out that he had been scratched by a flying sword. Luckily, the injury wasn't too severe, it was only a flesh wound. Seeing Wan Chang Gui and the young man suppressing the two warriors, Qi Xing started to wander around the battlefield, avoiding the Song Royal City warriors. The difference between the warriors of Liangshan City and Song Royal City was that while one side had cloth strips on their arms, the other side did not.

Wan Chang Gui killed the iron rod wielding warrior with one slash, he looked at the young man, and saw that the young man had also stabbed him, the two of them looked at each other. At this moment, there were a few wounds on their bodies, but they were only ordinary superficial wounds. The two of them looked at Qi Xing at the same time and once again rubbed their bodies as they charged forward.

By now, Qi Xing had almost fully recovered. He switched the sword in his right hand and stabbed out. He pierced the throat of a warrior who was rushing towards him. Qi Xing expressionlessly waved his right hand. At this moment, Qi Xing was trying his best to control his strength so that he would not lose it. It was sufficient as long as he could reach the degree of killing!

After a merciless harvest, tens of people ordered for the killing aura on Qi Xing to grow stronger and stronger. Qixing was constantly using basic sword techniques on the battlefield, causing his basic sword techniques to continuously grow. And in it, the Qi Xing also constantly perfects and adjusts itself. or to pick, or to stab, or to point, or to split... On this battlefield, Qixing was displaying the basic sword techniques he had learned to his heart's content, causing the basic sword techniques to gradually become perfect! It was a basic sword technique that was completely suitable for the same star!

The more Qi Xing could feel the great increase in power from the sword technique he was holding, the more excited he would be. Qixing's heart was filled with hope, hope that his sword arts would go a step further!

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