Sharp!

With a crisp and pleasant metal impact sound, Zhong Qinglei and the big knife in the purple shadow collided.

At the point where the two big swords collided, dazzling Mars was splashing everywhere, and at the same time there was a terrible impact force to separate them. However, that impact force was nothing to the two people with extremely strong strength. They kicked hard and rushed forward again.

"I just said that your fighting method is too rough!" Zhong Qinglei let out a long roar and slashed forward with another knife.

Liu Zhengyang watched the two of them fight calmly, and was not worried that the safety of himself and Xiao Duomi and others would be threatened.

So with this leisurely and leisurely mentality, his focus is more on Zhong Qinglei.

"Zhong Qinglei, what are you yelling?" Liu Zhengyang smiled easily and said: "That guy is obviously just a body condensed by energy, only the instinct of fighting. Even if you greet his ancestors for the eighteen generations, he will not answer you."

"Sect Master, that kind of thing does not have the 18th generation of ancestors?" Qi Tianfang asked seriously.

"You're just talking too much." Liu Zhengyang glared at Qi Tianfang fiercely.

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei has once again met the purple figure.

He had no time to pay attention to Liu Zhengyang or Qi Tianfang. He was about to cut the purple figure by one knife, but he saw the purple figure knocking the back of the big knife in Zhong Qinglei's hand with the back, pushing the big knife apart, and at the same time, the blade was cut to Zhong Qinglei's wrist along the force.

"What the hell? Why did this guy's sword technique suddenly improve?" Zhong Qinglei was shocked.

However, Zhong Qinglei is not a yellow-haired boy without combat experience. The moment he noticed that the situation was wrong, he responded instantly. With a slight shock of his wrist, a powerful energy fluctuation burst out, bounced away the big knife in the purple figure's hand.

He laughed proudly and said, "I am a powerful man who has experienced many battles. Do you think this kind of despicable means can really defeat me? Go home and practice for another ten thousand years!"

"Does this guy like to yell while fighting?" Qi Tianfang asked.

Bang!

Zhong Qinglei's laughter had just sounded, and a harsh sound of breaking through the air echoed in the void.

Unfortunately, compared with Zhong Qinglei's laughter, the voice was too small. Even if Qi Tianfang's speech was covered up, even Liu Zhengyang had to listen carefully to it before he could hear it.

And the moment the sound of breaking through the air sounded, the purple figure also kicked Zhong Qinglei's waist and eyes.

Yes, although Zhong Qinglei suddenly burst out energy fluctuations and caught the purple figure off guard, because the strength gap between the two sides was almost negligible, the purple figure just shook his body and was not affected by substance.

And while shaking his body, the purple figure took advantage of the opportunity to kick Zhong Qinglei.

The smile on Zhong Qinglei's face froze instantly, and the laughter stopped abruptly. He flew towards the weapon frame not far away like an arrow.

You know, there are many weapons on the weapon stand, many of which are facing Zhong Qinglei.

If Zhong Qinglei really hit it hard, even the copper and iron bones would have been stabbed into several transparent holes in front and back.

Zhong Qinglei was shocked and was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat, and he quickly slashed it out.

The terrifying sword energy suddenly scattered the weapon frame like a tornado.
Chapter completed!