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Clang!

With a crisp and pleasant metal crashing sound, Zhong Qinglei collided with the big knife in the hands of the purple figure.

At the point where the two big knives collided, dazzling sparks splashed around, and at the same time, there was a terrifying impact that separated them both. However, the impact force was nothing to the two extremely powerful people, and they rushed forward again with a hard kick under their feet.

"I said just now, the way you fight is too rough!" Zhong Qinglei let out a long roar and slashed forward again.

Liu Zhengyang watched the two of them fight calmly, and was not too worried that the safety of himself and Xiao Duomi and others would be threatened.

So in this leisurely state of mind, his focus is more on Zhong Qinglei.

"Zhong Qinglei, what have you been shouting for?" Liu Zhengyang laughed lightly: "That guy is obviously just a body made of energy, and only has the instinct to fight, even if you greet his ancestors for the eighteenth generation, he won't answer you."

"Sect Master, doesn't that kind of thing have eighteen generations of ancestors?" Qi Tianfang asked solemnly.

"You talk too much." Liu Zhengyang glared at Qi Tianfang fiercely.

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei had once again confronted the purple figure.

He didn't have time to pay attention to Liu Zhengyang or Qi Tianfang at all. He was about to cut the purple figure in two, but saw that the purple figure knocked on the side of the big knife in Zhong Qinglei's hand with the back of the knife, pushed the big knife away, and at the same time, the blade moved towards Zhong Qinglei's wrist along the force. shave off.

"What the hell? Why did this guy suddenly improve his swordsmanship?" Zhong Qinglei was taken aback.

However, Zhong Qinglei is not a yellow-haired boy with no combat experience. The moment he noticed that the situation was wrong, he responded instantly. With a slight shock of his wrist, a strong energy wave erupted, and the big knife in the purple figure's hand was also bounced.

He laughed triumphantly and said, "I'm also a battle-hardened strong man, do you think this kind of rude means can really defeat me? Go home and practice for 10,000 years!"

"Does this guy like to fight and shout at the same time?" Qi Tianfang asked.

boom!

Zhong Qinglei's laughter just sounded, and a harsh sound of breaking the air echoed in the void.

It's a pity that compared with Zhong Qinglei's loud laughter, the sound is too small, and even if Qi Tianfang's voice is covered up, even Liu Zhengyang has to listen carefully to hear it.

At the moment when the sound of breaking the air sounded, the purple figure had also kicked Zhong Qinglei's waist.

Yes, although Zhong Qinglei had a sudden burst of energy fluctuations just now, and hit the purple figure by surprise, but because the difference in strength between the two sides was almost negligible, the purple figure just shook his body and was not affected by any real effect.

And while shaking his body, the purple figure took advantage of it and kicked Zhong Qinglei.

The smile on Zhong Qinglei's face froze instantly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the whole person flew towards the weapon rack not far away like an arrow from the string.

You must know that there are still many weapons on the weapon rack, and many of them are facing Zhong Qinglei.

If Zhong Qinglei smashed it firmly, even the copper skin and iron bones would have to be pierced with a few transparent holes in the front and back.

Zhong Qinglei was taken aback, so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly slashed out.

The terrifying sword energy suddenly split the weapon rack like a tornado.

The weapons on the weapon rack naturally flew in all directions.