C78

"City Lord Zhao, I can only say that we are in a life-and-death battle. You actually have the time to worry about something else? You cannot blame me for that." Your excellency is too inferior! " Yue Ming mocked. The sword in his hand rose high in the air and went straight for Zhao Pingyang!

"You …" Zhao Pingyang spat out another mouthful of blood in anger, but he couldn't retort. He didn't have time to refute as he leaped and left the battle circle.

"Retreat!" Zhao Pingyang backed off and shouted in pain. The warriors of Song Royal City, who were standing on the plains, quickly abandoned their opponents and retreated. However, the warriors of Liang Mountain City suddenly burst out with amazing strength, and chased after the retreating Song Royal City martial artists, not caring about their lives! How could he let go of the chance to beat a drowning dog?

"Want to run?" Have you asked me? " Yue Ming couldn't forget about Zhao Pingyang's killing of his rider. He looked like he was determined to kill Zhao Pingyang. How could he allow the other party to leave so easily?

"Damn it!" Zhao Pingyang was furious. He had been seriously injured. "My strength has greatly decreased, but it will not be that easy to stay." If you want to keep me here, that will depend on whether you have the ability to do so! " Zhao Pingyang spat out some blood and quickly retreated.

Yue Ming didn't say anything further and stomped the ground with his left foot. His speed suddenly increased. He was like a wild horse that had just broken down. He rushed towards Zhao Pingyang with a strong gust of wind. Suddenly, the red light expanded.

Zhao Pingyang was shocked, his face changed. Yue Ming was so ruthless. You won't let me feel good, and I won't let you feel good either! Zhao Pingyang suddenly stopped moving. His body was shaking. He turned around and squatted down. His right hand was touching the hilt of his sword. Zhao Pingyang shouted. Zhao Pingyang pulled out his sword and threw it at Yue Ming. A blue sword ripple immediately struck the red streak of light as if it was riding on the wind and breaking the waves.

Boom! Boom! Zhao Pingyang's face was gloomy as he saw Yue Ming's figure fall out of the red light. He did not want to stay any longer. He turned around and called out to everyone, quickly disappearing into the crowd. Yue Ming was livid at the moment. He had not expected Zhao Pingyang to burn his blood essence and interrupt his Red Leaf Sword Art. If he didn't need too much time to execute the last move of the Red Leaf Sword Art, he would have been able to kill Zhao Pingyang, but he had no 'if' option. Yue Ming looked at this blood-stained field, his face remaining unchanged. He muttered to himself, "This battle should be enough."

Boom boom boom!

A huge black cloud drifted across the sky without anyone noticing. The rain fell as soon as it was announced. In an instant, bean-sized drops of rain dripped down. The pouring rain was extremely surprising. However, no one felt that something was amiss. Instead, they were overjoyed.

Qi Xing raised his head, allowing the rain to wash over his face. The water flowed down Qi Xing's face and dripped onto the blood-colored ground. The sticky blood on his body was unbearable. The rain had come at just the right time. Qi Xing ripped his shirt open, exposing his thin body. Numerous bloody wounds could clearly be seen on his body.

All of the martial artists spread out their arms. Some of them saw how the same star was doing. They all took off their clothes and showered to their heart's content, embracing the clarity of the heavy rain. To wash away his pent-up emotions! Qi Xing was thinking about the fight between Yue Ming and Zhao Pingyang.

The release of sword qi, Supreme Force, and Qing Gong would attract the attention of all the other cultivators. However, Qi Xing could do nothing about it. Qi Xing secretly decided that once this matter was settled, he would have to find a way to deal with his own inner force. Now, due to the repeated pressure from his sword-arts, his potential had exploded. It was unlikely that he would be able to achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation in a short period of time.

Come to think of it, I'd like to open a new book. The next chapter is even more exciting. hee hee