Chu Zihan's move of leaving leaves all over the sky did injure Pu Sihai, but the heat was still not enough. When meeting a real master, he could not use this move to kill the opponent with one hit; the wound on her left rib was quite deep, and two When the clone attacked Pu Sihai, he quickly bandaged the wound briefly. As soon as he tied a knot, the opponent's sword energy followed.
Chu Zihan didn't pay attention to the few direct sword attacks. She blocked one with the long sword in her hand. She quickly dodged the other two with her agility. However, she never expected that one of them would go to the left. The slightly tilted sword energy was followed by a slightly tilted sword energy to the right.
This sword energy was blocked by the three in front, so she didn't notice it at all. Now it was in front of her eyes, and she couldn't avoid it. She took a step back, but to no avail, she could only groan and let the sword energy enter her body. This slash hit her right chest and shoulder blade, causing blood to flow profusely.
She bit her silver teeth and raised her right arm suddenly, and saw that the long sword in her hand once again emitted terrifying purple energy. The purple energy spread out and turned into cold energy. The sword energy scattered around instantly condensed into ice needles. He quickly flew towards Pu Sihai.
This blow was the last blow. She was unable to raise her right arm again. While Pu Sihai was busy dealing with the ice needles in front of her, she stepped back and reluctantly took out a red hemostatic pill from her arms with her left hand and quickly drank it. She had no extra steps to bandage the wound, and her top was soaked with blood.
At this time, Pu Sihai, who was not far away, was holding a big sword, and the ice needles were fast and dense. Naturally, he couldn't ignore it, so he could only swing it with all his strength to protect himself. But there were so many ice needles that he couldn't handle them. The ice needles penetrated his body and melted when they touched the hot blood. After a while, there were many small blood holes everywhere on his body.
At this time, Pu Sihai was exhausted and covered in blood, but he could still lift the sword in his hand. After all, he was a man who had experienced hundreds of battles. He could tell at a glance that the opponent's condition was far inferior to him, so he Then he dragged the knife and slowly approached Chu Zihan.
Seeing this, Chu Zihan put down her right hand. When the sword fell to the ground, she took the hilt with her left hand. She could still use the sword with her left hand.
The two were only seven or eight steps apart, but Pu Sihai walked slowly and Chu Zihan retreated slowly. As the two advanced and retreated, no one could have imagined that just now they had seriously injured each other in the shadow of swords.
Seeing that Chu Zihan was now unable to fight back, Chen Feifan in the dark saw it and couldn't bear it. At this time, the sword energy in his body was empty. He was anxious in his heart, but he was helpless. Looking around, the masters were all in pairs. First, he had no time to care about this place. He could only hold the Fierce Sun Saber in his hand and strode towards Chu Zihan.
"You...why are you here?" Chu Zihan looked a little surprised when Chen Feifan suddenly appeared.
Chen Feifan did not answer, but held Chu Zihan behind him with a knife. He did not say a word when the enemy was facing him.
When Pu Sihai saw him, his originally slightly painful expression turned into a grin and said: "Boy, it seems that you are also seriously injured. Do you still want to be a hero and save the beauty?"
"Kill her first, kill me first." Chen Feifan said word by word with no expression on his face.
Pu Sihai put away his smile and sighed at Chen Feifan's overestimation of his abilities. He raised the knife and dropped it without any hesitation.
Chen Feifan made a horizontal move with the Lieyang Knife in his hand, and the opponent's broadsword was pressed down hard. The force of the blow was so powerful that he had to kneel down on one knee, hold the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, and support the blade with the other hand, but he also blocked the knife forcefully. .
"This knife is not bad." Pu Sihai praised softly.
At this time, Chu Zihan wanted to step forward for a sneak attack, but felt that she could not protect herself. If she rushed to kill, the risk would be greater. After a moment's thought, she stood side by side with Chen Feifan.
Seeing the two of them side by side, Pu Sihai also hurriedly sheathed his sword and took a step back. One against two, he was not at a disadvantage, but now his right leg was injured and he had some difficulty in moving, for fear that the two in front of him would run away.
"You..." Pu Sihai just started to speak when he saw a man holding a stick striding over from a short distance away, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The person coming was none other than Shen Fang. He stepped in front of the two of them and said with his back turned, "Leave this place to me. Help me take care of Zhao Wumen and don't let him die."
Chen Feifan and Chu Zihan did not give in. They thanked each other and helped each other to the place where Shen Fang and Zhao Wumen had just fought.
"Brother Shen, this is a bit overwhelming." Pu Sihai said.
Shen Fang snorted coldly: "You can win without using force? What the Dark Wind Alliance has done is worthy of telling me that you can win without using force? Pu Sihai, today is the day you die."
Facing Shen Fang, Pu Sihai would have been confident that he could fight if there were no injuries on his body, but in this situation, he naturally wanted to run away.
How could Pu Sihai, who had already injured a leg, be Shen Fang's opponent? As soon as he took a step back, the auger stick in Shen Fang's hand came forward. The stick came down like a thunderous strike. Pu Sihai had trouble dodging, so he had no choice but to raise his knife to block it.
He originally thought about using the knife to relieve the force, and then draw the knife to fight back, but when the stick came down, he was instantly panicked. It was so powerful and so fast. He held the knife in both hands, but his arms were still shaking slightly, let alone to relieve the force. , the pressure at this moment made it difficult for him to even draw the knife.
He had been seriously injured in the battle with Chu Zihan just now, and now he was fighting against a master like Shen Fang, and he had no power to fight back.
Shen Fang also knew Pu Sihai's current situation, but he showed no mercy. He twitched the stick in his hand and quickly pushed the sword under it, picking up the opponent's nameless sword.
In normal times, how could Pu Sihai easily let the other party pick up the weapons in his hands, but now he was powerless, but it was a matter of his own life and death, so he could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.
The big knife made a circle in mid-air, and the tip of the knife fell first. Shen Fang raised the stick in his hand, as if to knock the big knife away in mid-air. Pu Sihai became anxious when he saw this, so he could only push hard with his left leg, and he flew into the air. , reaching for the handle of the knife.
Unexpectedly, Shen Fang's intention was not to strike with the sword at the beginning. He swiped the auger stick in his hand and swiped it on the right side of Pu Sihai's waist. He and the sword were swept out ten feet away.
Pu Sihai, who was in mid-air, was unable to reverse the situation and could only fall to the ground in embarrassment. His internal organs were shaken by the fall. He lay on the ground for a while, and then he reluctantly stood up with the big knife in his hand.
Shen Fang stood there and watched. When he saw the other party getting up, he sighed and spoke again: "Black and white are incompatible. You and I will die."
After saying that, he jumped up and struck with a strike that was so fast that people didn't dare to blink, and hit the opponent's Tianling Gai directly. Although Pu Sihai was weak, he could see it clearly. He hurriedly took a step back and raised the big knife in his hand to block it, but the knife was hit again. Lose.
"In the next life, don't be in the Dark Wind Alliance." Shen Fang raised the dragon stick in his hand again and struck the opponent's head again. This time, the opponent protected his head with both arms, but he still couldn't block the stick. power.
With a muffled groan, the opponent's arms were broken. Shen Fang didn't want him to continue to suffer anymore, and then hit the head with another stick. . .
