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On the other side, although Yan Wenqing was alone, because of the injuries that his master had caused, he could still barely cope with the fight. It was just that the iron fan in Liu Si Niang's hands was very powerful, almost injuring himself, resisting the attacks of too many people. Yan Wenqing knew that she could not hold on much longer, so she saw him once again fly into the air, flying straight ahead.

Pang Han angrily wiped his face. When he saw that his hands were covered in blood and his face was covered in blood, he fiercely spat out a mouthful of saliva. "F * ck!" After cursing, he raised the iron hammer in his hand, and at the same time, Yan Wenqing's sword pierced towards his chest. The burly man used the iron hammer to block his chest, the sword on top of the iron hammer bent into a half bow, Yan Wenqing drew his sword back and stabbed again, the sword grazed the edge of the iron hammer and stabbed into his sturdy chest, the burly man stood there motionlessly, blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Blood dripped from the blade and dripped onto the sturdy body. His eyes were wide open as he stared into the endless darkness.

When Liu Si Niang saw that this sword was about to kill her, she immediately panicked and became even more vigilant of Yan Wenqing's every move, afraid that he would suddenly attack. If someone else were to attack him again, he would definitely die. He gritted his teeth and did not show his exhaustion, which also caused Liu Si Niang and the rest to not dare to move recklessly.

Liu Si Niang continuously fanned herself with her hand. The sound of the fan opening and closing seemed to be like a knife tearing through the air, slicing the entire space into pieces.

Yan Wenqing carefully positioned himself so that he could receive attacks from others at any time. Everyone was wary of the other party, and wanted to find an opening to attack.

"Brother Wen Qing." Just as everyone was tensing up, the delicate voice came from the door. Yan Wenqing had no time to dodge and pierced his left rib cage. The fresh red blood quickly flowed out and dyed his gray clothes red, Yan Wenqing spun around the sword in his hand and slashed across the artery of that person's neck. Blood spurted out, and that person unknowingly fell onto the ground.

Yan Wenqing quickly used her sword to block the iron fan that was closing in on her body. The two of them were in a stalemate, just at this time, a person ran towards Xiao Lan who was hiding at the door, and Yan Wenqing saw that he was forcefully throwing away the treasured sword in his hand like a meteor through the sky, causing Xiao Lan who was hiding in the corner to shrink back down in fear, her face extremely ugly.

Yan Wenqing landed on one foot on the ground and leaped up. He ran to Xiao Lan's side and looked at her in panic, "Why did you come up the mountain again? Where's Grandma?" His worry could be seen in his eyes.

"I sent Grandma down the mountain. I was worried about you, so I …" I'm up here again. " Xiao Lan looked at Yan Wenqing with both nervousness and shyness as she replied, her eyes filled with fear.

Xiao Lan saw that her left rib was bleeding and became flustered. "Are you alright?" He immediately tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and tied it to the wound.

"It's fine. Ai, it's so dangerous for you to come up the mountain like this. It will make me worry about you even more."

"You're still saying that it's nothing, but you're already bleeding." Xiao Lan's face jumped with joy when she heard Yan Wenqing's words. Brother Wen Qing was worried that he might be in danger because he cared about Ye Mo. No matter how dangerous coming to this mountain, Ye Mo knew that it would be worth it.

Picking up this gap, Liu Si Niang walked towards Yan Wenqing and Ye Chen. Yan Wenqing hurriedly pulled out the sword that he had stabbed into that person's body, and made a protective pose for Xiao Lan.

A win or loss sword was flawless, and it could not reveal even the slightest flaw for Liu Feng to attack. When Liu Feng walked to a bamboo tree, she only saw him swing his arm with all his strength and hit the bamboo with all his strength, causing a section of the bamboo to fly down towards her. The bamboo was not even close to the bamboo tree, and was already shattered into pieces by his sword, falling to the ground, while Liu Feng took the opportunity to attack her instantly. Like a bolt of lightning, she flew up to the bamboo tree and dodged Liu Feng's kick. Liu Feng stood on the ground and watched him spin around on it. Liu Feng wiped his face, and it turned out that a drop of blood had landed on his face. At the corner of his mouth, a sly smile instantly appeared, and the drop of blood was coming from his waist.

This way, his wounds would open up, causing more blood to flow from his wounds, and the bloodstains on his body would grow bigger and bigger. He would not be able to hold on for long, and the winning and winning Liu Feng knew what she was thinking, his left foot shot out towards the neck of a bamboo, leaping onto the roof, when He Lintong saw this, he immediately leaped up the roof and began fighting against the rules. Although he was injured, his body was still very agile, spinning around his body like a butterfly. The martial artists of the martial world had all seen Moyi defeating many experts with the < Defeat of a Butterfly >, but they had all seen it before. At the very most, it was only in a similar manner, but the martial arts of Mo Yi and the victory was taught to them by Feng Mingzi, and < Power of a Butterfly > was a technique created by Feng Mingzi.