Mortal Bones

Moreover, the flying sword, which was originally at least one foot above the ground, suddenly sank and was no more than five feet above the ground.

As for Jiang Zhi himself, his body also sank suddenly, as if an unbearable burden was suddenly placed on his shoulders. His back suddenly leaned forward, and he almost fell to the ground.

Then, it was like she was in a tug of war with something.

He straightened his body again and again, and was bent down again and again.

During this process, her skin and flesh were so tight that they even cracked in some places. The blood that oozed out turned into blood beads, mixed with sweat, and slipped down one by one from her forehead, cheeks, and arms.

At the same time, the bones around her body also made "clicking" sounds as she stood up again and again.

Just listening to the sound makes people feel a tightness in their scalp.

But even so, Jiang Zhi's usually gentle apricot eyes were still full of perseverance at this moment.

At least you can't see the slightest hint of retreat in her eyes.

And her voice is also the same——

"Uh... Jiang Zhi... you are the senior sister..."

"Jiang Zhi... these years... how can you look like a senior sister?"

"Jiang Zhi... these years... when the junior brothers and sisters were bullied... where were you?"

"When the fourth junior brother was seriously injured by the sword ghost...where were you?"

"When Second Junior Brother was trapped in Thousand Buddhas Kingdom...where were you?"

"Jiang Zhi... this time... you must be like a senior sister... even if there is only a glimmer of hope... you must fight for... the opportunity to ask the master for swordsmanship..."

"Jiang Zhi...you...can't...fall..."

Xu Taiping listened to all this silently and watched all this, although his face was expressionless.

But the hand he was holding on to the handle of the knife had already torn the flesh on his palm because of too much force, causing blood to cover the water-breaking knife.

As if Duanshui Knife felt his thoughts, it kept making a trembling sound like a "roaring beast".

At this moment, Jiang Zhi suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"Jiang Zhi, stand up straight!..."

With the roar, her body suddenly straightened up.

For a moment, that thin but tall and heroic figure gave everyone an indescribable sense of oppression.

When the bloody clothes were blown up by the strong wind, the senior sister looked like a flower standing proudly in the wind and rain.

This scene.

Even the disciples who have prejudices against Qifeng have to admire from the bottom of their hearts. She is worthy of being the former Qingxuan Sword Leader, and she is worthy of being the senior sister of Qifeng!

"Black Dragon... elders... disciples are... ready... please hang up all the ship's irons..."

Jiang Zhi turned her head to look at Elder Black Dragon and said expressionlessly.

"all?"

Elder Black Dragon felt a little sorry for the girl he had watched grow up.

"all!"

Jiang Zhi grinned at Elder Black Dragon.

This smile moved Elder Black Dragon a little.

After a moment of silence, he nodded silently, then flicked his sleeves and hung the remaining two thousand and one kilograms of ship iron, one large and one small, on Jiang Zhi's flying sword.

"boom!……"

The moment the ship's weight was suspended, as if to resist the pain of crying, the aura fluctuations around Jiang Zhi suddenly exploded.

But even so, she still couldn't resist, and fell heavily to the ground with a "plop".

At the same time, Jiang Zhi's flying sword also fell straight down with a "buzz" sound.

"it's over……"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Linglong, who was standing on the other side of Xu Taiping, hugged Xu Taiping's arm tightly with her hands and murmured reluctantly.

Xu Taiping, who was on the side, looked at Jiang Zhi who was lying on the stage with a moved expression.

What moved him was naturally not the scene of senior sister Jiang Zhi falling to the ground, but the strong belief revealed in her heart at this moment——

"No end, no end, no end!"

Almost at the moment when the flying sword was about to hit the ground, Jiang Zhi, whose whole body was lying on the ground, suddenly raised her fair and slender arm and slammed it against the ground.

"boom!"

The punch made the ground tremble suddenly, and her flying sword, which was about to hit the ground, suddenly stopped falling with a clang.

At this time, the flying sword was less than two feet away from the ground.

"boom!"

At this time, Jiang Zhi, who was lying on the ground, punched the ground hard again.

Then she yelled loudly in a voice that sounded like she was sobbing: "It's not over!"

Then, she punched him again with a "bang" sound.

Immediately, the flying sword that was about to fall to the ground also let out a "roaring" sound and suddenly rose ten feet high.

Then, everyone only saw Jiang Zhi lying on the ground, murmuring "It's not over" in a sobbing tone, and hammering the ground with her thin fist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

In the sound of hammers hitting each other, the flying sword lifted up step by step, flew to the cliff step by step, and carved rows of beautiful words on the cliff step by step.

Everyone was silent.

The only sound left in the place was the sound of Jiang Zhi's fist hitting the ground, and the sound of her uncontrollably sobbing and crying due to the pain of her soul crying.

The disciples of Qifeng have never seen such a fragile senior sister, nor have they ever seen such a strong senior sister.

As for Xu Taiping, who could read the voice of the senior sister, the shock in his heart at this moment was far higher than that of everyone present.

Because he can no longer hear the voice of the senior sister.

That is to say, the moment she fell to the ground, Senior Sister Jiang Zhi had already fainted.

At this moment, she was only relying on strong faith and instinct to control the sword.

Hearing the hammering sounds, and looking at the fist of the Senior Sister that had been beaten to a bloody mess, Xu Taiping suddenly heard the sound of a sword in his heart.

At the same time, the rusty lion that he had kept in the iron gourd for seven years was also roaring.

It was as if it was in harmony with the hammering sound of the Senior Sister.

Suddenly, an idea came into Xu Taiping's mind:

"My sword can be unsheathed."

And just as he had this idea, a burst of cheers and applause suddenly sounded from the stands of the surrounding cloud towers.

Looking up, he saw that the words on the flying sword of the Senior Sister had been engraved.