He knew very well that the sword of the world-shattering warrior would never be knocked away by him so easily. He sacrificed the tiger's mouth on his right hand to break, just to slow down the sword!

Phew!

Muzi stretched out his left hand that was holding back and grabbed the long sword that was about to pierce his throat out of thin air. With blood splattering on his palm, he stabilized his figure.

Tan Qingzi did not expect that Muzi would take such action, and there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes. But he quickly raised his wrist to pull out the long sword from Muzi's hand.

only--

"Hehe -" Muzi, whose hands were full of blood, grinned in a weird and ferocious manner. Before Tan Qingzi could react, he pulled out the iron rod on his right arm again.

Because the tiger's mouth was broken, Muzi held the stick with only four fingers and drew backwards!

call!

Carrying the fierce wind, the iron rod seemed to shatter the air. It whipped towards the side of Tan Qingzi's head.

"Let go!"

How could a master of his level do the scandal of throwing away his weapon in front of a junior?

Seeing the iron rod getting closer and closer, a huge force poured into the long sword. He turned and pulled his wrist, and it flew out with Muzi's little finger.

Phew!

Blood flew from his hand. Muzi didn't care at all and completed the sharp blow!

Tan Qingzi could no longer block with his sword. In desperation, he raised his left arm to block.

Snap.

He followed suit and accurately grasped the powerful iron rod. There was a burning pain in his hand.

call out!

He held the iron rod in his hand. Muzi followed up with the second blow. He rubbed his feet and kicked Tan Qingzi violently in the chest.

This was an offensive that Muzi had planned early on. Even before the iron rod was grasped, Muzi's foot was preparing a second blow. Therefore, although Tan Qingzi had been famous for a long time, he could not dodge Muzi's sharp kick.

Bang!

The power of this heart-piercing kick was astonishing. It landed on Tan Qingzi's chest and actually kicked him straight out!

Deng Deng Deng.

Tan Qingzi, who landed on the ground, staggered back a few steps and stabbed the ground with his long sword before he steadied himself.

However, the moment he stood firm, his face turned extremely blue. He lost his previous air of grace, and even lost the pretentious demeanor of a master. His eyes were dancing with thick poisonous fire, as if he wanted to chop Muzi into pieces.

Only then can we relieve our hatred!

Aos, who was watching the battle, sighed lightly and sentenced Muzi to death in advance.

If Tan Qingzi is angered, who else in the world can save him?

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Chapter completed!