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Suddenly, a shadow appeared in Sword Saint Dugu Jian's body. He charged at Xiong Ba at an extremely fast speed.
Wherever it passed, space seemed to distort.
Xiong Ba was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Dugu Jian's move would actually break through his own shackles and reach the peak of the three flowers. The sword intent and spirit fused into one. It was too powerful.
Xiong Ba smiled coldly, a water ball forming in his hand.
"Then let's see if your Sword 23 is more powerful or this old man's 30% Origin Energy is more powerful."
As he spoke, the water ball in his hand shot towards Dugu Jian like a cannonball.
But what was strange was that Dugu Jian was actually immune to all attacks.
Xiong Ba attacked again, but the result was still the same.
Skyfrost Fist, Cloud Striking Palm, Wind God's Legs, Old Man Sanjue used all his martial arts, but he still couldn't stop the Sword Saint.
Dugu Jian's two fingers were closed together as if his entire body was a sharp sword that stabbed straight at Xiong Ba.
Xiong Ba hurriedly circulated his Qi, using 30% of his Origin Energy to protect his body, forming a large water ball that just wrapped around himself.
Lu Xiaofeng, Shi Zhixuan, Xuande Zi, and the others were all stunned by Dugu Jian's move.
Ignoring all damage, how the hell was he supposed to fight?
"Your Majesty, you'd better leave quickly. It's safest to find Wu Ming," Xuande Zi said in alarm.
Qin Feng shook his head. Others might not know how to deal with a Sword Saint, but he knew it all too well.
However, Qin Feng doesn't want to kill Sword Saint Dugu Jian yet. It's best to let this guy kill Xiong Ba.
An ambitious person like Xiong Ba could not be subdued. Since he was not one of them, he was an enemy.
To his comrades, he had to be as warm as spring, and to his enemies, he had to be as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
After killing Xiong Ba, he only needed to touch the Sword Saint's body lightly and this guy would turn into ashes.
Looking at Duan Lang who was guarding Sword Saint Dugu Jian's body, Qin Feng said,""Go and kill Duan Lang for me. Remember not to touch the Sword Saint, understand?”
Although Xuande did not understand, he still nodded.
"It's the emperor!"
With that, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the spot.
Duan Lang was watching the duel between Sword Saint and Xiong Ba closely. He saw that Sword Saint had suppressed Xiong Ba to the point where he couldn't move.
A Three Flowers Gathering at the Top was beaten up by a Half-Step Three Flowers, and his heart was filled with desire for this Sword 23.
He even fantasized about becoming the number one genius expert and how awesome he would be at that time.
However, at this moment, a strong gust of wind attacked, and Duan Lang hurriedly dodged it.
An Embroidery Needle flew past him and passed through a tree, leaving a hole in it.
Duan Lang looked at Xuande Zi, his back covered in cold sweat.
Duan Lang didn't have the ability to fight back against the Great Grandmaster, Xuande Zi.
Although Duan Lang was talented, he had never met a master teacher since he was young.
Back then, he was picked up by Xiong Ba together with Nie Feng, but Xiong Ba took Nie Feng as his disciple and made him do odd jobs.
In the end, he defected and became a disciple of Dugu Yifang. Even though he did not learn any profound cultivation techniques, he still relied on his powerful talent to become a Xiantian expert.
A Xiantian expert was considered a first-rate expert in the pugilistic world.
However, Duan Lang wasn't enough to deal with the great grandmaster, Xuande Zi.
He couldn't even block a single move.
Xuande Zi didn't waste any time. He chased after Duan Lang like a ghost and arrived behind him in an instant.
Seeing that his palm was about to hit his heart meridian, Duan Lang saw that he could not dodge and hurriedly used the Qilin Sword to block it.
It had to be said that the Kylin Sword was truly powerful. The Qilin Sword did not break either.
Instead, he borrowed the Qilin Sword's elasticity to retreat a dozen steps.
Although he was not dead, his internal organs had already shifted positions, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat.
Although Duan Lang had talent, the gap between their realms was too great.
The difference between a martial grandmaster and a Xiantian was like the difference between heaven and earth. They were not in the same realm at all.
Duan Lang didn't say anything else and turned to run.
Seeing this, Xuande Zi sneered. How could a mere Xiantian escape from his hands? How could he, a martial grandmaster, lose face?
Just as Xuande Zi was about to kill Duan Lang, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.
Duan Lang frowned and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, why are you here?”
Bu Jingyun still had a sad face, completely ignoring Duan Lang.
Nie Feng looked at the injured Duan Lang and asked with concern,""Duan Lang, how did you get injured? This is the Blood Bodhi.”
Looking at the Blood Bodhi, Duan Lang was filled with desire. However, he still had his pride.
His mind had not been lost by the Qilin sword. He looked coldly at Nie Feng and said angrily,"Stop pretending to be a good person here. I don't care. I don't need your pity.”
Seeing Nie Feng in front of him, Xuande Zi said angrily,""Get lost!"
Nie Feng unsheathed his Snow Guzzle Frenzied Saber and said with a firm gaze,""Eunuch, I am Nie Feng. I think there is some misunderstanding between you and Duan Lang.”
Xuande snorted coldly." This man actually tried to assassinate the Emperor. He deserves to die ten thousand times. What misunderstanding is there?"”
Hearing this, Nie Feng did not retreat. He blocked Broken Wave and said,""If you want to kill Duan Lang, step over my corpse first.”
Xuande Zi looked at Nie Feng. He was only at the Great Circle of the Grandmaster Realm, far from the Great Grandmaster Realm.
Just as Xuande Zi was about to attack, Qin Feng suddenly laughed and said,"Xuande Zi, come back! Stop chasing!"
Xuande Zi looked at Duan Lang unwillingly, then glared at Nie Feng, who was meddling in other people's business.
"I want to see how long you can protect this brat. Trash is trash."
Xuande Zi's words were simply killing people.
Duan Lang's pride was severely insulted. He clenched his fists tightly. Not only did he not thank Nie Feng for saving his life, but he also started to hate Nie Feng.
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