The black-clothed swordsman had just held the knife and swung it out the moment Jing Wusheng's sword pierced through his lower abdomen.

He thought that he was going to cut off Jing Wusheng's left arm with this knife, but he didn't expect that in the end, his knife only cut through the sleeve of Jing Wusheng's left arm.

Jing Wuming looked at the young man in front of him who was nailed to the tree with his sword, blinked, and then ripped off the broken sleeve of his left hand with his right arm and threw it to the ground.

"Are you going to kill me?" The black-clothed young swordsman looked around and found that his master Song Que had already fought with Shangguan Jinhong and the two of them elsewhere, and his junior disciples who were each injured had also helped each other to leave.

At this moment, at this moment, here, there are only two people, him and Jing Wusheng.

Jing Wuming looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly seemed to not know what he remembered, and suddenly his movements stopped. After a few moments, he bent down, picked up the knife that belonged to the young man on the ground, stabbed it into the other side of the young man's abdomen, pierced it directly, and then nailed it into the trunk of the tree.

"Ah!!!!h The young swordsman in black roared again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jing Wuming took out a pill from a medicine bottle on his waist, stuffed it directly into the mouth of the young swordsman in black, and then pulled out the sword from him.

The young swordsman in black was completely insensitive, he didn't know what Jing Wuming was feeding him, and he didn't know what Jing Wuming was doing, he didn't bother to care.

Anyway, I'm afraid that death today will be inevitable.

However, after Jing Wuming pulled out the long sword, he turned around and left directly, and did not continue to stay here, nor did he say anything to the young swordsman in black, let alone kill him directly as he imagined.

"Hey! Are you going to let me bleed here and die myself? The black-clothed young swordsman wanted to shout loudly, but although his body had gradually become weak, his voice was a little subtle.

Jing Wuming ignored him and left on his own.

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Shangguan Jinhong blocked Song Que's sword light again, only to feel that his hands were numb for a while, and his two arms were also very sore. The main thing is that his true qi seems to be running out.

I don't know if Song Que was suddenly stimulated, and he slashed towards this side as if he was tireless, and more importantly, there seemed to be a difference between each knife and each knife of Song Que.

Whether it is the strength or the mysterious and mysterious "meaning", it is different.

This is the reason why Shangguan Jinhong really wasted countless true qi and felt quite uncomfortable.

However, Song Que was still tirelessly waving the knife in his hand without saying a word.

Maybe it was because of tiredness, or maybe it was because his attention was on the sword light, Shangguan Jinhong didn't notice that the distance between Song Que and him was getting closer and closer, and the few steps that Song Que approached didn't seem to be completely straight.

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The arrows flew high, not really leaving traces in the air, but they left traces in people's hearts.

Now, almost all the troops on the side of the North Underworld Tower have been invested here, and they have no other manpower. And Mu Xiaojiu's side should have been like this, there were no remaining troops in the capital, and the most trustworthy people Mu Xiaojiu had already made a move......

But Mu Xiaojiu has other cards to play, for example, he is still the owner of Peach Blossom Island.

Nearly a thousand Peach Blossom Island disciples appeared from all directions, surrounded the battlefield, and then stood in their respective positions under the dispatch of the person in the center, stepped on the Qimen Technique Bagua direction, and arranged the formation.

The person in charge of the dispatch is Lu Chengfeng, who has been studying the Qimen Technique, the Five Elements Bagua and other miscellaneous knowledge since he returned to the Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Yaoshi's disciples actually don't have a waste, Mu Xiaojiu has probed it with his own hands, if it weren't for Huang Yaoshi breaking Lu Chengfeng's legs back then, Lu Chengfeng would definitely not be the strength he is now even if he only relied on self-study over the years. And the comprehension is not to mention, since the death of Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong's coma, the most powerful person on the island should be Pan Li. However, Lu Chengfeng has only been studying hard for half a year, and he is basically on par with Pan Li, who has also been improving. And a year later, in terms of Qimen technique, Pan Li was completely inferior to Lu Chengfeng.

Seeing that the big array had risen, Mu Xiaojiu let out a clear roar, and the remaining half of the cavalry and those martial arts people slowly began to retreat towards the edge of the big array.

Naturally, the enemy would not let these people go easily. However, it is strange to say, thousands of people surrounded such a circle, it stands to reason that they should be able to break out easily, but on the contrary, they will always be stopped back if they rush left and right.

And what was even more terrifying was that among the martial arts people who withdrew from the big array, all those who knew something about the number of Qimen techniques, such as Qiao Feng, basically came back after a while and joined the big array.

Mu Xiaojiu also joined in, and Ning Chengfo was temporarily handed over to Lu Chengfeng by him.

After going into battle, Mu Xiaojiu directly took the place of the formation eye, and then gently played the hole flute.

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"This, this master, your meridians are seriously damaged." Xiaodouzi looked at Ning Chengfo, although he had a feeling of wanting to be close to and trust this person in his heart, but Xiaodouzi still had that somewhat timid tone when he opened his mouth.

"I know, thank you, little brother." Ning Chengfo smiled at Xiaodouzi, and seemed to see the inferiority complex and cowardice in this little guy's heart, so he didn't rashly reach out and pat Xiaodouzi's little head, "Brother will just heal his injuries." ”

"No, no." Xiaodouzi shook his head very firmly, although his tone was still cowardly, "Even if the master knows the Yi Jin Sutra and the Washing the Marrow Sutra, yes, it is not possible to have Brother Xiaojiu's half of the brocade." A trace of sword qi sank into your dantian, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, attached to your true qi, so with internal strength alone, your injuries will not be healed. Except、Unless you have a big return Dan......"

Speaking of the back, Xiaodouzi lowered his head a little with little confidence, for fear that Ning Chengfo would say that he did have a big return.

"Oh? Is that so? Ning Chengfo was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously, "Then what should I do?" If I don't have it, I don't want to use Da Hui Dan. ”

Xiaodouzi scratched his head, thought about it, and then took out a cloth bag from his arms, a little cautiously, but opened the cloth bag as if inviting merit, and handed it to Ning Chengfo for him to see.