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"Go, Sister Fu Rong! Go, Sister Fu Rong! Sister Fu Rong?!"

Liu Wu Kui was still cheering them on when he saw Fu Rong being sent flying after only a couple of shouts.

Fu Rong is operating!

Fu Rong is in the spotlight!

Fu Rong has fallen!

In less than a minute, Fu Rong went from being full of confidence and ready to beat up Zhou Fengliu to wondering whether she could withstand the pressure from the God of War.

"How dare they bully Sister Fu Rong like this..."

Liu Wu Kui abandoned her plan to beat up Zhuge Qing and turned to Zhou Feng Liu. Ding Zi Huan, the quiet and unconventional guy, shared the same idea.

The two attacked Zhou Fengliu from the front and the back.

Ding Zihuan's technique is called Ghost Shadow Movement, an extremely special lightness skill that can increase speed while eliminating one's own presence, making it very suitable for sneak attacks.

Liu Wu Kui, on the other hand, was a skilled practitioner of oil hammers and stone locks, so he naturally chose to confront them head-on.

More importantly, this little girl is a benign mutation of a virgin soul, possessing extraordinary power.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Fengliu first kicked Liu Wukui away, and then noticed Ding Zihuan, who had not yet succeeded in his sneak attack.

"Trying to ambush me, huh? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Zhou Fengliu retaliated with a powerful punch to Ding Zihuan, sending the honest man flying like a spinning top.

Just after he finished watching Ding Zihuan's fierce duel, Fu Rong got up from the ground. She seemed to have recovered and began to continuously slash at Zhou Fengliu with her sword energy.

Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow as he watched the "rain of sword energy" hurtling towards him like a downpour.

He's an expert at this move...

"Rongzi, be careful."

Zhou Fengliu didn't hold back either. He used his Qi manipulation technique, turning his hand into a blade, and threw a Qi blade at Fu Rong.

His Qi Blades are far superior to Fu Rong's.

Although both are "rain of sword energy", their frequency, quantity, and size are completely different.

If Fu Rong's "Sword Qi Rain" is like a light drizzle falling just before it starts to rain, then Zhou Fengliu's "Sword Qi Rain" is like a torrential downpour, catching people completely off guard.

"What is this..."

Seeing the countless sword energies unleashed by Zhou Fengliu, Fu Rong, a master of sword energy, was dumbfounded.

Something is wrong!

Something's definitely not right!

How come Fengliu can wield Qi Blade without using a weapon this week?

And... how did he manage to produce so many?

When Fu Rong looked at the Qi Blade, which was hundreds of times stronger than her sword energy, she had an indescribable feeling.

She really wanted to tell Ma Xianhong, "Reporting to the leader, someone is cheating... we can't win this game."

Unfortunately, Zhou Fengliu's "Sword Qi Rain" did not give her a chance to speak. At this moment, she was like a pedestrian on the street without an umbrella who encountered a torrential downpour and could only try to run to avoid getting wet.

"Fu Rong!" The honest Ding Zihuan finally spoke.

After being forced into a fight by Zhou Fengliu, he saw Fu Rong being attacked by countless Qi blades. He hurriedly used Ghost Shadow Movement to get in front of Fu Rong and block the attacks for her.

When those Qi blades struck him, Fu Rong, who had already hidden behind a large rock and created some distance, was somewhat bewildered.

Ok.

how to say?

Fu Rong wasn't moved at all; she just felt that Ding Zihuan had gone mad.

Even a swordsman like her wouldn't dare to clash with Zhou Fengliu's attacks, yet Ding Zihuan still came over, intending to save her, but... it seems to be of little use.

"Forehead..."

Seeing Ding Zihuan so kindly stop the Qi Blade, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin, as if he saw the qualities of an honest man in Ding Zihuan.

In response, as a fighting god, he could only swipe a 6.

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Compared to the fierce battle on Zhou Fengliu's side, the battle on Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's side was much quieter.

minutes ago.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were also entangled by several people with superior roots.

Wang Ye's opponents were Jin Yong and Haricha Gai. Wang Ye easily defeated these two burly men, using Tai Chi to overcome strength with softness, leaving these two highly skilled individuals helpless.

Zhuge Qing had an easier time, fighting Zhong Xiaolong, who was skilled in the Finger Flicking Divine Skill, and Zhang Kun, who was skilled in Earth Travel Immortal. Later, Zhong Xiaolong went to support the other high-level cultivators, while Zhuge Qing was tricked by Zhang Kun and brought to Ma Xianhong.

"Brother Zhuge... that's enough." Ma Xianhong's voice suddenly rang out behind Zhuge Qing, startling him so much that he quickly turned around.

"Don't turn around... Turning around means you're officially starting a war with me. I'll be frank, this has nothing to do with you, nor with Brother Zhou. What we want to experience is the method Master Wang used to defeat you at Longhu Mountain..."

Chapter 143 Qi Blade Machine Gun! Who will take him down?! (Second Update)

"We want it..."

"However, there is one thing I must clarify... I have never lied to you from the beginning... I genuinely hope you will join me."

Ma Xianhong paused for a moment, looking at Zhuge Qing in front of him, and continued to bewitch him:

"By becoming one of us, you can obtain my Divine Hundred Refinements, the unique skills possessed by Master Wang, and even Brother Zhou's Heavenly Talisman."

The eight extraordinary skills that everyone dreams of obtaining are now presented to Zhuge Qing in three of them. The temptation of this is too great for an ordinary person to resist.

"Don't rush to give me an answer... Think it over carefully, Brother Zhuge."

As soon as Ma Xianhong finished speaking, a series of loud bangs interrupted their conversation. The two were startled at first, and then shocked by what they saw.

As far as the eye could see, Zhou Fengliu had already begun unleashing his Qi Blade Machine Gun. Countless Qi Blades, like machine guns, rattled and blasted, clearing away all obstacles in his path. Countless trees fell down in unison, and the stones blocking his way were also shredded.

Such a brutal rate of fire and power caused the people fighting Wang Ye to hurriedly create distance to avoid being accidentally hit.

Ok?

Ma Xianhong raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly not expecting Zhou Fengliu to unleash his power tonight and disrupt his rhythm.

He brought so many talented individuals tonight, originally intending to test human nature and see if Zhuge Qing would abandon Zhou Fengliu and Wang Ye because of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. But who would have thought that Zhou Fengliu would start disregarding martial ethics after he had only said a few words?

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"Xiao Long! Go and kill him!"

At that moment, Jin Yong, who was hiding behind the cover, shouted to Zhong Xiaolong on the other side.

"what?"

Zhong Xiaolong, who was called out, looked completely bewildered. He pointed to himself, his expression somewhat blank.

"Me? I can kill him?"

"I told you you could do it, you definitely can! Use your finger-flicking skill to flick him!"

"Really?"

Zhong Xiaolong tried it out. He threw the small stone in his hand at Zhou Fengliu. The next second, a blade of Qi grazed past his hair, and a wisp of purple hair slowly drifted to the ground.

"Fine, go ahead..."

Zhong Xiaolong narrowly escaped death and hurriedly hid in another place. As he scrambled and rolled, he kept spitting out the fragrant scent of Jin Yong's trickery.

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Not only was the enemy afraid, but he was also afraid of his own people...

"Old Zhou, Old Zhou! Quickly stop your supernatural powers!" Wang Ye shouted to Zhou Fengliu.

Just then, Zhou Fengliu was about to stop, and the "rain of sword energy" finally ceased.

As the dust settled, everyone poked their heads out and looked around. Countless trees had fallen, leaving the forest completely bare, as if God had shaved off a patch of hair from the trees.

"Is this God of War... really that brutal?"

"I don't know, it's all just rumors. This is the first time I've seen him make a move."

The group of highly skilled disciples swallowed hard, having lost all interest in fighting, and all turned to look at their leader, Ma Xianhong.

At this moment, Lao Ma scratched his head, unsure of what to say.

Um...

Just outrageous.

The plan was completely disrupted.

"Um... Master, are we still going to fight? If not, the three of us will be heading down the mountain!" Wang Ye shouted at Ma Xianhong.

"Master Wang... Brother Zhou, if you insist on leaving, I can't stop you... You've won. You can go down the mountain if you want, or leave tomorrow if you want. We'll keep your rooms for you."