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Chapter 373 Infighting among sects

On the other hand, the most serious internal fight in history is currently taking place in Jueying Sect.

In the Jueying Hall, there were a lot of injured people lying scattered on the ground. All of them had sword wounds in their limbs. Although they were not life-threatening, they had all temporarily lost their fighting ability.

If you look closely, you can see that these people are all disciples of the Jueying Sect. Their abilities are all extraordinary, but now, they are all useless people who can be slaughtered by others.

In the hall, the protagonist who caused all this, Jueqing, was holding an ice sword and looking at the people opposite him with a sneer of contempt.

Opposite him were the extremely surprised Huai Bi, Xing Fei, Yong Ming and Nian Zhen.

Xing Fei and Yong Ming had already wanted to stop Jueqing just now, but unfortunately, Jueqing was no longer what it used to be. His strength was far superior to the two of them. In just a few dozen moves, they were seriously injured.

Almost no fighting ability left

Huaibi, who was supposed to be the strongest, now had a dagger stuck in his right chest. Although the wound was not deep, some of his internal organs had been damaged.

On the ground, Cao Hua was kneeling down and begging for mercy, crying bitterly: "Uncle Master...I didn't mean to harm you, I was ruthless. It was he who poisoned me and threatened me...I had no choice but to do it, Master..."

Faced with the fact that Yongming and Huaibi, the elders who had taken care of him when he was young, had now met such a miserable end, Cao Hua finally realized that he had just pretended to salute Huaibi, but in fact he was going to sneak attack on him.

I feel so ashamed

The most angry person on the scene, and the one who has not taken action from the beginning to the end, is probably Nian Zhen.

After she listened coldly to Yong Ming's begging for mercy, her voice was extremely cold and she said without emotion: "Are you done talking nonsense?"

Cao Hua was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Nian Zhen swung his palm and hit Cao Hua's Tianling Cap directly, causing him to bleed to death from all his orifices.

Jueqing in the distance suddenly clicked his tongue twice and said: "Uncle Nian Zhen, why are you doing this? If I keep him here, maybe I can help you take care of me. Or would you rather sit and wait to die?"

With a superior attitude, Jueqing is completely different from the taciturn but extremely respecting state of his teacher three years ago.

Huaibi was holding the wound on his chest, sitting on the chair with a pale face, panting.

After Gao Jueqing said this for you, he said angrily: "Unworthy traitor! How can I, Huaibi, be sorry for you, but you want to do such a cruel thing to my Jueying sect?"

Jueqing's originally cold face suddenly turned slightly ferocious, and she said fiercely: "I know how you have failed me, and I know it in my heart! I don't want to talk nonsense now. After I deal with this old woman, I will deal with you, who does one thing before and another behind the scenes."

hypocrite!"

This sentence was like a call to war. Nian Zhen was not a person who liked to talk nonsense. After coughing coldly, his murderous intent suddenly arose. He drew out his long sword and attacked in an instant.

Jueqing was prepared in advance and raised his ice sword to fight back

Rub, bang!

They fought hard with two moves, one light and one heavy. Both of them took the first move to test the other one. Jueqing knew that Nian Zhen was usually devoid of desire and didn't care about anything. He only focused on the practice of martial arts, so his strength should be higher.

Much better than Yongming and Xing Fei

When Nian Zhen saw that Jue Qing easily subdued Yong Ming and Xing Fei, he naturally did not dare to despise him.

After a test move, both of them roughly felt the other's strength.

Due to his special experience, Jueqing is still better than Nianzhen.

Nian Zhen felt that his strength was inferior to the opponent's. Instead of feeling fear, he actually felt more fighting and murderous than before.

What's the point of defeating someone weaker than yourself? Only by killing a strong person with the sword can you better demonstrate your strength.

"Today I will let you experience the three most powerful killing moves of the ninth level of Jueying Sword!" After Nian Zhen said these words coldly, he began to slowly hand out the sword in his hand, pointing at Jueqing.

His ruthless eyes moved slightly, and he felt a little horrified in his heart.

The Jue Ying Sword obviously only has the eighth level, so why is there a ninth level? It seems that Huai Bi still has a lot to hide from himself.

Thinking of this, he glared at Huaibi ruthlessly and viciously, thinking that I would avenge today's revenge even if I am shattered to pieces!

I have been teased by people from the Jueying Sect my whole life, and until now, I don’t need to be nostalgic anymore!

"To make a move, you name three moves, and we will determine the winner within these three moves! I want you to use your full strength and be defeated by me, and you will be convinced of your defeat!"

There was a loud bang, and bursts of colorful brilliance surged out from the edge of Nian Zhen's sword, entangling both Jueqing and Nian Zhen at extremely fast speeds.

"One move that breaks the sky, and there are thousands of threads!"

The surging spiritual energy shook the surroundings like thousands of strong winds blowing in different directions. The clothes of everyone in the hall were whipped around wildly, tables, chairs, teacups were also affected, upside down and broken, and the scene was suddenly in a mess.

Inside these tens of millions of silk threads, Jueqing is resisting these strong impacts, while at the same time enduring the harassment of the eyes by these colorful lines, as well as the heart-shaking violent sounds produced when the lines collide with each other.

If it had been before, Jueqing might have been unable to endure this kind of torture and would have abandoned his sword and surrendered.

However, after watching the battles of many masters, Jueqing suddenly remembered that there was also a master who was affected by the opponent's violent voice. The master's method of dealing with it was to ignore the stimulation of the senses by all external things, condense his thoughts on one point, and stick to his heart.

As long as this point of clarity exists, we can temporarily eliminate all external harassment of ourselves.

Jueqing immediately followed the same example, relying on his own body's subconscious reaction to resist the numerous attacks. At the same time, he temporarily gave up the stimulation of the body by the senses and guarded a little clarity in his heart. Suddenly, everything in front of him seemed to be very far away, and all noises

also became very low

In this complicated move, Jueqing actually found a flaw, and then stabbed through with the ice sword!

A soft gasp came, and all the strands suddenly dispersed

After hearing this voice, Jueqing knew that he had succeeded. After sheathing his sword, he opened his eyes, but the scene that appeared made Jueqing a little dumbfounded.

A human skin mask flew into the sky, and Nian Zhen's hair became messy because of the sword just now.

After the human skin mask fell to the ground, Nianzhen turned her head angrily and stared at Jueqing, revealing her true face that she had hidden for decades.

Her beautiful long hair hangs down casually. Although her hair looks a little dry, it is slender and smooth. She has gorgeous and slender eyebrows, a pair of slender and bright star eyes, a pretty nose, and fragrant cheeks that are slightly swollen due to injuries.

She is white, but still can't hide her beauty. Her lips are tightly pursed, and her shy and angry face is matched with her perfect jade-like face. She is as beautiful as an unearthly firework.

The traces of time have not left too many marks on Nian Zhen's face. Perhaps it is because of her practice of Bingyanjue, so even though the woman is in her forties, she still looks like a young woman in her twenties.


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