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Chapter One Hundred and Twelve

Soul-Chasing Sword Li Chaoshan gritted his teeth and scolded Zhang Ziwen, then raised his sword and went straight towards Zhang Ziwen! With one sword, he shook out more than ten sword flowers. Zhang Ziwen was also very impressive. The prisoner dragon stick went from bottom to top, cutting across the Soul-Chasing Sword, and then changed his hand and swept the autumn wind.

Falling leaves, the dragon-prisoning stick, carrying the sound of wind, went straight to the waist of the Soul-Chasing Sword and swept it!

Li Chaoshan's swordsmanship is light and agile. He picks up the prison dragon stick at the tip of his sword and advances instead of retreating. He makes a move with his sword and screams at Jiuzhou. With a sword roar like a dragon's roar, he goes straight to Zhang Ziwen's dantian and stabs him!

Zhang Ziwen is worthy of walking on the snow without leaving a trace, his lightness skills are particularly good, he jumped up lightly, and just as his body was falling, he raised the prison dragon stick above his head, and with a move of Taishan, he went straight to the top of Li Chao Mountain and smashed it down!

Soul-Chasing Sword Li Chaoshan also took a step back to avoid Zhang Ziwen's fatal blow. Another sword dance in the autumn wind came straight towards Zhang Ziwen's legs!

Zhang Ziwen had no time to dodge, his body was still in the air, so he had to use the force of the Dragon Prisoner's falling stick to lift his body more than half a foot into the air! The Dragon Prisoner's Stick leaned on the ground, blocking the Soul-Chasing Sword!

The two of them fought for more than a hundred rounds, with no distinction between high and low. Xu Lingfeng saw that this was not going to work, and secretly ordered Guo Songshan to lead 3,000 guardsmen to surround the Neijiang sub-rudder, and 24 guards were responsible for responding. Don't let anyone escape from Neijiang!

Then Xu Lingfeng held the Xuan Bing Sword and shouted loudly: "Master Li, come down quickly and let me capture this thief!"

After hearing this, Li Chaoshan hurriedly came back and said, "Thank you, young master!"

Xu Lingfeng pointed his sword at Zhang Ziwen and said: "I heard that you are a disciple of old man Tianji. Old man Tianji and my master are equal to the ancestors of Snow Mountain in the universe. I will give you a chance today. Surrender quickly and change your mind. Otherwise, you will be the victim of my sword."

Dead souls!"

Zhang Ziwen laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "I am a guest of the Tang Clan's chief rudder, the unparalleled hero Tang Erye. I receive a salary from the Tang Clan. How can I accept the one-sided intimidation of a little kid like you? I will risk my life!"

The prison dragon stick danced in the wind and rushed to Xu Lingfeng's face, smashing the door down!

Xu Lingfeng dodged, raised his sword and stabbed, using nine black ice moves, flying snow all over the sky, falling snow, the moves unfolded continuously!

When Zhang Ziwen saw Xu Lingfeng's miraculous swordsmanship, he did not dare to neglect him and danced with the prison dragon stick to fight back!

Xu Lingfeng deliberately wanted to cut off Zhang Ziwen's dragon prison stick, but Zhang Ziwen was also a first-class master, and he was very careful not to use old moves, but to use new ones!

Xu Lingfeng thought to himself: "This can't go on like this. I have to use some strength to fight quickly!" Thinking of this, Xu Lingfeng seemed to be unable to do anything with his sword and missed the point!

Zhang Ziwen was amused when he saw it. He was a child after all, so he saw the flaw. He wielded the prison dragon stick and smashed Huashan down with all his strength. He roared out and went straight to Xu Lingfeng's door. Xu Lingfeng pretended to be anxious, blocked it with his right hand with his sword, and hurriedly took a step back.

, drew out the dragon tendon whip with his left hand and swept out!

Zhang Ziwen realized that it was too late for Xu Lingfeng to retreat, and the dragon tendon whip was whipped hard on his waist. A burst of pain came from him. After all, Zhang Ziwen was also a famous disciple. He gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat!

Xu Lingfeng was so stubborn that he would never give him this chance. The dragon tendon whip whizzed out again and headed straight for Zhang Ziwen's neck!

Zhang Ziwen endured the severe pain and blocked with all his strength with the prison dragon stick, but he forgot that the dragon tendon whip was soft. He used the prison dragon stick to block it, and the whip of the dragon tendon whip turned directly, and the whip was like a knife.

A cut was made on the back of his neck!

Zhang Ziwen groaned, took a step back, and looked down. His waist was dripping with blood, and the back of his neck was in unbearable pain. He was holding the prison dragon stick in his hand, and his whole body was shaking! He pointed at Xu Lingfeng and said, "I am a disciple of old man Tianji, and you actually

If you dare to do this to me, I will report it to my master, and my master will not spare you!"


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