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The round shield was slightly forward, tempting the long sword to slash. The nail-headed war hammer was swung from the side, tempting the opponent to retreat to the other side.

Xiu Yi's move completely fell into Murong Lingyun's expectation. Only a soft sound of "dang" was heard, and the long knife bit together with the nail-headed war hammer after avoiding the round shield. Immediately afterwards, the two sides entered

wrestling.

Murong Lingyun took advantage of his height and strength to firmly press Xiu Yi's long knife and push him down bit by bit. Xiu Yi gritted his teeth and held up his hand with all his strength.

The long sword struggled against the war hammer.

The strength of both sides was unanimously concentrated on their respective weapons.

Murong Lingyun was completely unafraid of this. The nail-headed war hammer was a heavy weapon, the hammer head was extremely thick, and the grip on the back was equally solid. Even with a little more force, there would be no problem. But the Wind-breaking Blade in Xiu Yi's hand

That won’t work.

Under the unreserved struggle between the two sides, the blade of the Wind-Breaking Blade began to bend little by little.

Xiu Yi noticed this scene, and immediately changed his strength, trying to use cleverness to get rid of the current unfavorable situation. But how could Murong Lingyun let Xiu Yi succeed so easily? He kept adding more force, and used force to overcome cleverness and pinned Xiu Yi firmly.

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The blade of the Wind-Breaking Blade was further bent, and the twisted arc frightened everyone who saw it, fearing that the long blade would break in the next moment.

Murong Lingyun was satisfied to see that the expression of the kitten in front of him had completely changed, and it had become ashen. He was looking forward to the moment when the long knife broke, and what kind of expression would appear on the little face that still had some baby fat in front of him.

Murong Lingyun's malicious expectation didn't take long to come true.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the blade of the Wind-Breaking Blade broke instantly!

The front end of the broken blade rose upwards, and the sharp blade reflected colorful smoothness - this was the reflection of sunlight shining on the blade. The broken lower blade was connected to the guard and handle of the long knife, and as Xiu Yi exerted all his strength

Lift it upwards.

The corner of Murong Lingyun's mouth was slightly raised, because he saw that the goddess of victory had smiled at him. He only needed to tilt his wrist a little more to smash the nail-headed war hammer on the face of the disgusting kitten in front of him, and then...

He was sure to win, but Murong Lingyun suddenly found that the kitten in front of him was also smiling. It smiled very cutely, like a bad little cat that was about to steal something fishy. At the same time, the instinct originating from the autonomic nerves in the body also sent a terrible message to him.

Alarm, crazy alarm.

The next moment, Murong Lingyun saw that the upward-turned broken blade seemed to be alive, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at the neck and throat!

——Is it a coincidence or an accident? Or is someone doing something secretly?

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Murong Lingyun no longer cared about stamping the war hammer on the kitten's face, but suddenly leaned back with force.

There was a "whooshing" sound in the ear, and the peripheral vision of the left eye also caught a shadow passing by the ear. Immediately, there was a slight pain on the left cheek, and the left ear was even more painful.

!

There is no doubt that the shadow caught in the corner of the eye is the broken front section of the long sword.

If Murong Lingyun hadn't reacted quickly, the duel would have been over at this moment. The long knife should have been nailed to his throat at this moment!

Murong Lingyun's eyes were full of fright. He gritted his teeth, and his eyes became even more vicious, like a ferocious beast ready to devour someone. But before he could adjust his posture and attack again, he moved his right knee

Then there was pain, extremely unexpected pain.

In order to avoid the attack of the broken blade, Murong Lingyun suddenly leaned back. As a result, his body was twisted into an iron bridge. The pain coming from his right knee made him unable to use his right leg for an instant, and then he used

He fell to the ground in a half-kneeling position. Then, he saw the hateful face of the kitten.

I saw Xiu Yi flying up, leaning on a sword, holding a half-cut knife in both hands and stabbing Murong Lingyun hard in the throat.

The situation suddenly changed, and the last possible victor has now become a near-loser.

However, Murong Lingyun did not intend to give up. His left hand holding the round shield immediately moved up, using the wide round shield to protect his neck. At the same time, the warhammer held in his right hand also swung upwards towards his body.

His body posture at this moment was extremely unfavorable for exerting force, and the war hammer he swung was completely powerless. However, he only needed to be able to slightly resist Xiu Yi's top-down broken knife, then he could adjust his posture, and then...

Murong Lingyun's eyes froze. A slight coolness first came from his throat, and then the coolness was replaced by severe pain. The next moment, his brain sent out the highest level alarm, which was the feeling of suffocation.

The shield hammer he was holding in both hands fell from his hands, and a message popped up in his retina that the pain was too severe and had exceeded the standard tolerance range, and the system was about to forcibly disconnect.

"you……"

Murong Lingyun struggled to spit out a word from his throat. He ignored the system that had started counting down. He raised his hands tremblingly and landed on Xiu Yi's shoulders. On his throat, the half-broken blade appeared.

Extremely dazzling.

"……How did you do it……"

Xiu Yi casually knocked off Murong Lingyun's hand and stood up.

"That's how it was done. You don't need to know the specifics. It's as simple as becoming a king or losing a bandit." Xiu Yi's expression was calm, with a usual smile on his face, "Goodbye, Mr. Murong.

I hope you can be a good person when you come to this world again."

"Ahem...well said...the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy..."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Murong Lingyun's face, then his hands softened and he closed his eyes.