Drawing The Sword - C73

The three of them had almost completely annihilated Qi Xing, however, the speed at which they attacked was slower than Qi Xing. This gave Qi Xing the chance to break through. Qi Xing suddenly moved forward to meet the attack, swinging his sword diagonally. This sword attack was too fast, too hasty. The warrior with the mace couldn’t see clearly, he could only see that Qi Xing was heading straight for his chest. His expression changed drastically as he subconsciously crossed his mace in front of his chest.

Ding, Qi Xing’s sword touched and separated. Qi Xing’s figure flashed, and like a fish swimming in water, his upper body moved to the side, barely dodging the sword slash from his fall! He leaned forward, but still couldn’t completely avoid the iron rod that came at him from behind. Bang! The iron rod hit the back of Qi Xing with a dull thud. Qi Xing’s entire body was smashed by the impact, causing him to stagger forward. The swordsman was extremely quick to react. Seeing that Qi Xing was rushing towards him, he raised the short sword in his hand in the air, intending to send Qi Xing flying away. Seeing the short sword coming at him, the thin sword in Qi Xing’s hand pointed straight at the short sword. With the short sword coming at him, Qi Xing quickly dodged to the side. At this moment, the two mace struck from under Qi Xing’s feet, feeling the strong wind. Qi Xing frowned deeply. When he saw the iron rod flying towards his head, Qi Xing panicked. He lowered his body and rolled a circle to escape the three people’s encirclement.

“Alright!” The metal rod smashed onto the bloody ground, as if it had hit an oar, causing a puddle of blood-red mud to splash about. Right now, Qi Xing’s entire body was covered in a mixture of blood and mud. His white robe had already turned into a blood-colored gown, and the smell of blood made Qi Xing’s breathing falter. However, before the crisis was resolved, the rage in Qi Xing’s heart had already been ignited, and the flames of fury burned hotter and hotter. As for those three martial artists, they were startled to see Qi Xingchen use such a method to dodge the combined attack of the three, but then immediately followed with an incomparably serious expression. This person was very difficult to deal with. No matter how difficult it was, he still had to deal with it! The three of them once again rubbed their bodies as they jumped up from the ground. Seeing that the three of them were actually not letting go of him, and unable to suppress their rage any longer, Qi Xing’s aura once again rose. He raised the thin sword in his hand and slashed horizontally. The sword-wielding martial artist at the front suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, a fatal threat! This martial artist was absolutely horrified! Shocked, he wanted to draw his sword to block, but a sword light flashed through his neck.

Qi Xing’s face did not change, but his right hand was already trembling slightly. The last attack had released his maximum speed, but the aftereffects were also obvious. That strike had injured Qi Xing’s muscles, and his grip on his sword had loosened. The face of the warrior with the iron rod and the mace changed when he saw the sword wielding warrior killed by Qi Xing’s sudden burst of sword attack. However, the two of them only froze for a moment. Seeing that Qi Xing did not attack immediately, the two of them looked at each other. As if they had a tacit understanding of each other, they all made their moves at the same time. Right now, he was barely able to hold onto his sword. How could he withstand the attacks of these two people? However, if he did not block it, then he would die! Qi Xing quickly retreated, wanting to return to the warriors of Liang Mountain City to catch his breath. However, the two of them came too fast, so Qi Xing couldn’t retreat in a hurry. Qi Xing gnashed his teeth, and the sword in his hand lightly stabbed forward. The sword broke the iron rod, and his body forcibly withstood the attack of the mace in his hands. Peng, Qi Xing was sent flying, falling to the ground.

While you are sick, I will take your life, not to mention this is a battlefield! Where did all these martial arts rules come from? The two of them shot towards the direction of Qi Xing. Raising the weapon in his hands, he aimed at Qi Xing’s neck with the mace in his hands, while the iron rod was aimed at Qi Xing’s chest. Even if one end of the metal rod was not sharp, in a warrior’s hands, if the force was strong enough, the other end would be enough to pierce several bloody holes in your body.