"Well, well, this move is not bad. It is very similar to the second move in Taibai Sword Technique."
Wu Zhi carefully studied the sword skills on the side.
And there were wounds one after another on Shi Qian's body, and blood was flowing out!
But he still persists!
Never admit defeat!
When these Mingyulou disciples swing their swords, they are airtight and extremely fast!
Not far away, Qin Qingya, who had arrived after hearing the news, was already filled with tears.
Every time Shi Qian was injured, it was as if someone had cut a knife into his heart. It was extremely painful!
The white-haired woman saw that she was injured, but still persisted. Shi Qian refused to admit defeat. Although her face remained unchanged, there was also a look of certainty in her eyes.
But on the surface, she urged her disciples: "You don't know how to live or die, just because you want to marry a disciple of my Mingyu Tower, it's just a dream!"
"Why is your sword so slow?"
"Let me pick off his hamstrings so that this bastard can never be a thief again!"
The female disciples actually didn't hold anything back, and Qian Qian's Qing Gong at this time was indeed amazing.
They were obviously stabbing at Shi Qian's vital position, and they used more than a dozen swords in one thrust.
But Shi Qian was always able to avoid it at critical moments, so even though every sword hit Shi Qian's body, it was basically a scratch.
Very few can actually hurt Shi Qian.
But even so, there are more and more scars on Shi Qian's body.
All the female disciples somewhat wanted to let go.
After all, Qin Qingya is their senior sister, and they have a very good relationship in private.
And looking at Qin Qingya, who was standing not far away, with tears streaming down her face, they really couldn't bear to kill Shi Qian.
At this moment, Wu Zhi suddenly laughed loudly.
"This nanny, my brother has been holding on for a long time."
"Sooner or later, my brother will marry your female disciple. We are all one family."
"If he takes action, I'm afraid of hurting his harmony. Why don't you let me teach you the sword formation personally?"
After the words fell, Wu Zhi suddenly raised his hands.
I saw Wu Zhi's ten fingers, slightly bent.
The knife in Shi Qian's hand was sucked directly by Wu Zhi.
And a female disciple, who was about to stab Shi Qian's chest with a long sword, also managed to escape with extremely strong suction.
In the blink of an eye, it fell into Wu Zhi's hands.
When the white-haired woman saw this, she immediately snorted coldly.
"Shaolin Dragon Grip!"
"Master Wu Zhuang is really skilled in this move!"
Wu Zhi grinned: "I can't help it. Is this trick easy to use?"
As he spoke, Wu Zhiren had already jumped into the battle circle.
He pushed Shi Qian lightly with his butt and flew out.
It just so happened that Shi Qian rushed towards Qin Qingya's direction.
Qin Qingya, who had already burst into tears at the side, could not care about anything else at this moment and flew over immediately.
A gust of breeze swept Shi Qian into his arms.
The white-haired woman just glanced at the scene of these two people's affectionate relationship.
Although he snorted coldly, he did not stop him.
She vented her dissatisfaction on Wu Zhi.
She pulled out a sword from the hand of a female disciple next to her, and immediately led a dozen disciples to form an even more airtight sword formation!
Attack Wu Zhi continuously!
Their swords give people a feeling.
It's like entering a dense jungle, with thorns almost everywhere!
No matter Wu Zhi moves or doesn't move, the sharp thorns that seem to be able to penetrate people will stab him from all directions at a speed invisible to the naked eye!
Wu Zhi holds the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand.
When the sword came into his hand, the sword was not for stabbing, nor was it just for cutting.
The swords are crossed together, like clouds and flowing water, echoing each other.
As the hot Qi from Wu Zhi's body is released, every swing of the sword will bring with it billowing waves of air.
For a moment, there was only the clanging sound produced when the swords collided.
The white-haired woman became more and more frightened as she fought. This Wu Zhi was actually so strong!?