Drawing The Sword - C76

Suddenly, Qi Xing was startled, the long sword in his hand stopped moving, he couldn’t pull it out even after a while, and his face turned cold all of a sudden. At this time, Qi Xing’s long sword was stabbed into the chest of a martial artist. However, the opponent’s left hand held the long sword, and the long sword in his right hand pointed towards Qi Xing’s forehead …

“Go to hell!” The martial artist used his last breath and said with a ghastly grin.

“You want to perish together with me?” Qi Xing’s eyes became red as he backed up and abandoned his sword. His head was thrown back, but it was too late for Chiming to retreat. The thread of sword blade in Qi Xing’s eyes grew larger rapidly, until finally, in his entire field of vision, there was only that thread of sword blade. It was too late to dodge. There was no place to dodge!

Qi Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the incoming sword with a horrified expression. He felt extremely helpless and let out a bitter smile. Suddenly, the incoming blade froze. Qi Xing froze. Looking at the sword that was just inches away from him, he looked towards that martial artist. At this time, that martial artist had loosened his grip on the sword and was slowly falling down. His eyes were filled with an extreme unwillingness! It turned out that the warrior’s life had already come to an end, and he had finally exhausted all of his strength to the point that Qi Xing was able to escape this calamity. Qi Xing shouted out that he was lucky and felt a wave of fear in his heart.

Wiping his forehead, Qi Xing realized that cold sweat had started to spread all over his body. Quickly adjusting his state of mind, he pulled out a dagger from the ground and charged into the crowd.

At this moment, the martial artists from Liang Mountain City and Song Royal City were engaged in an intense battle. Qi Xing noticed that the bright red blood was flowing downwards along with the ground, gradually condensing into a blood-red stream! A bloody smell rose into the air, dyeing the entire sky red.

At this moment, the center of the battlefield was a vacuum, and no one dared to easily step inside. The outburst of powerful aura caused the other stars to look on in surprise! Yue Ming and the others were suddenly among them! In this place, strong gales and waves of air were stirring, lifting up layers of dust from the ground. It was as if a layer of the earth had been sliced off into thin air, neat and tidy.

“Zhao Pingyang, why aren’t you admitting defeat?” Yue Ming stood on the horse’s back, holding his sword diagonally as he spoke to Yue Pingyang, who was standing on the ground, in a condescending manner. Yue Ming gained the upper hand in the fierce battle between the two just now, and thus beat Yue Ping Yang down from his horse.

“Pfft, Yue Ming, stop pretending. We’re evenly matched. “Get down here!” Zhao Pingyang shouted and saw that Yue Ming was looking at him. The arrogance in his heart was severely provoked and he was infuriated. His figure shot out, bringing with it a strong gust of wind, towards Yue Ming.

Yue Ming’s expression suddenly changed. With a light tap of his toes on the horse’s back, he was sent flying a few dozen feet away. Zhao Pingyang was too fierce. Suddenly, anger flashed across Yue Ming’s face. Zhao Pingyang was actually attacking his own horse!

Bang! Yue Ming’s horse was thrown several feet away by Zhao Pingyang’s punch. His horse let out a long wail of grief … He crashed to the ground and his four limbs kicked about wildly. In the blink of an eye, his breath was cut off! A complacent smile appeared on Zhao Kaiyang’s face. Looking at Zhao Pingyang’s smug expression, the anger in Yue Ming’s heart made his face turn ferocious. This red horse had accompanied him for more than seven years, but now he had been beaten to death!

Unforgivable!

“Zhao Pingyang, you’re courting death!” Yue Ming roared. His body flashed and appeared a few feet away from Zhao Pingyang again. The red-wood sword in his hand drew a sword mark in the air. It was heading straight for Zhao Pingyang’s heart! The sword was so fast that Zhao Pingyang almost realized it.

However, Zhao Pingyang was not someone who liked to eat. He blocked Yue Ming’s Red Wood Treasure Sword with his sword, then thrusted his sword towards Yue Ming’s face.