With the power of stepping on the boulder with both feet, the figure rushed into the air. When it fell, it was already above the head of the woman in robe. After an angry shout, she punched two consecutive punches, the sixth punch of nine hundred miles and the

The seventh punch.

The woman in robe holding the knife finally stopped and continued to move forward. She held the long knife with one hand instead of holding the knife with both hands, holding it horizontally above her head. The entire long knife blade began to tremble slightly, and suddenly it exuded bursts of water-like energy.

Under the cold white light, the woman in the robe spread her legs slightly at the same time, and the long knife in her hand stopped shaking, and she was greeted by Wu Shan's sixth punch.

Wu Shan's fist, with a force of a thousand pounds, landed on the woman holding a knife in both hands. The woman's fragile-looking body trembled violently, and her feet sank deeply into the ground, creating two huge pits.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the woman in the robe, and then the seventh punch landed. The woman in the robe turned pale, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, her thighs sank deep into the ground, and her face turned red and white.

Wu Shan's air force disappeared and he stumbled to the ground. He looked at the woman with a shocked look on her face. Not only was she a swordsman, but she was also a rare female martial artist. Wu Shan was unexpected.

The woman in the robe's arms were trembling, and she could hardly hold the long knife in her hand, but she never put it down. She took a deep breath, stabbed the ground hard with the long knife, used the strength to jump out of the pit, shook her body, and hurriedly poked again.

He held the long knife steady, his chest heaved, and he vomited out a mouthful of black blood again, which dripped onto his robe.

Wu Shan looked at the woman in robes with complicated eyes and said, "I never expected that Yun Nantian would have such a capable soldier. What did he give you to make him worthy of working so hard for him?"

The woman in the robe was as pale as snow and looked even colder, with murderous intent still in her eyes. Wu Shan was stunned: "We still want to fight? We can still fight?!"

To Wu Shan's surprise again, the woman in the robe, who seemed to be exhausted and whose figure was crumbling, raised the knife and rushed towards Wu Shan. The breath on her body surged wildly, and the long knife made an unbearable slight tremor. Wherever the woman in the robe passed,

The space was slightly distorted, which was caused by the strong aura on his body.

Wu Shan took a step back. Unexpectedly, the woman in the robe would not give up regardless of life or death. He narrowed his eyes slightly and directly pulled out the eighth fist. However, before he had time to accumulate strength, he handed out the eighth punch. The woman in the robe came in front of him and shook his hand.

Trembling and roaring, the sword was filled with condensed sword energy, and it slashed down on the head.

Wu Shan had no choice but to use his fists instead of his palms, and clamped the blade of the long knife that was falling violently. When the two collided, dazzling sparks were directly rubbed together, making a harsh sound like metal friction.

With the help of the long sword, the woman in robes slashed down with all her strength. The power was so terrifying that Wu Shan's whole body trembled. Only then did Wu Shan realize with horror that this woman in robes, whose name was not yet known, turned out to be a master of swordsmanship, almost the same as himself.

The female martial artist in the realm, coupled with the sharp long knife, instantly surpassed him in power!

Numerous cracks appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and the gravel was trampled with great force and flew everywhere. The next moment, the entire ground collapsed.

The zhenqi force in both hands was constantly crushed by the long knife in the hand of the woman in robe, and dazzling sparks kept blooming strangely between the palms and the long knife.

Seeing that the long sword was about to break through the thick infuriating force, Wu Shan roared angrily, and changed one palm to a punch, and one punch replaced two palms, catching the powerful long sword blade, and freed up the other one

A hand struck hard on the chest of the woman in robe where the breath was.

The strength of one hand was not as strong as the strength of both hands. The long knife finally broke through the Zhenqi force and penetrated deep into the phalanges of Wu Shan's fist.

The woman in the robe sprayed a mouthful of blood directly on Wu Shan's face. When she was beaten and retreated, the long knife held tightly in Wu Shan's hand was forcefully pulled out from between Wu Shan's finger bones. She staggered back and finally fell heavily.

fell to the ground.

Wu Shan frowned, his whole wrist was dripping with blood, and his finger bones were broken. It was heartbreaking pain, and his face was twisted in pain. He hurriedly took out a bottle of powder that can stop bleeding from his arms with a hand that was also bleeding.

Sprinkled on the wrist, it still couldn't stop the bleeding.

In an instant, Wu Shan, who was exhausted, also fell to the ground, enduring the severe pain, silently using his true energy and force, trying to stop the flow of blood.

The woman in the robe kept vomiting blood. It was obvious that Wu Shan's last punch of Nine Hundred Miles was so powerful that it not only broke the aura shield on her body, but also broke several of her sternums, making her dare not move easily.

Heartbreaking.

Both sides suffer!

However, with the help of the foreign sword, it was obvious that Wu Shan was more seriously injured. If it hadn't been for the punch that Wu Shan responded to at the end, and the hand Wu Shan took the sword from, it would have been useless.

There was blood seeping out of the eyes, mouth and nose of the woman in the robe, but she sneered softly: "As expected of the Nine Hundred Miles Fist, the Nine Hundred Miles' momentum is soaring to the sky. Today I have learned a lesson. If I didn't have a long sword, I would never be able to beat you.

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With the infuriating force in the body, the whole body was running, and the hemostatic powder was added, the blood on Wu Shan's hand slowly stopped, but the cracked phalanges looked even more oozing.

Wu Shan said expressionlessly: "If you hadn't been punched by a barbarian, even if you had a long knife, I wouldn't have been injured so seriously. I don't know why you worked so hard for Yun Nantian, but as long as I'm here

, If you want to hurt the young master, go through me first."

The woman in the robe smiled sadly, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. She seemed to want to get up, but her sternum was involved. She frowned in pain, her face was ferocious, and she made a muffled sound of pain. She could only sit still on the ground and nodded.

Said: "Indeed, I am not your opponent, don't worry, Yun Nantian sent me and the barbarians to intercept and kill, there is no one else, I am convinced of my defeat today."

The woman in the robe took a breath, with a look of desolation on her face. She slowly raised her hand and wiped off the blood on her face. She wanted to laugh but couldn't: "As for why I am so desperate to kill Yun Lin, of course I have my own reasons, so I will

No more talking."

The woman in the robe slightly raised her gaze, glanced past Wu Shan, looked behind Wu Shan at Yun Lin and Yue Qingyao, who had fainted, and said to Wu Shan: "If I hadn't had a weak spot and was pinched by Yun Nantian, I wouldn't be like this.

Try your best, I can see that although Young Master Yunlin is a playboy, he is not a bad person. When they wake up, no matter whether they accept it or not, they will say sorry for me. Also, my name is Su Ji, and I served Yun Zuo before.

Dong, disguised as an ordinary maid servant, and has a younger sister Su Ru..."

The woman in the robe named Su Ji had complicated eyes, showing both unwillingness and obvious powerlessness and guilt. She stopped talking and said no more.

Wu Shan seemed to understand something and said to Su Ji: "I will tell the young master when he wakes up. As for what the young master decides, I have no choice."

Su Ji seemed to have put down something, and bowed to Wu Shan with great difficulty, and began to cough violently. When the cough subsided, she said feebly: "Then I will thank you here, Senior Wu. What happened today is also

How offending!."

After saying this, Su Ji stood with a long knife and stood up with difficulty. The pain caused her whole body to tremble violently. When she finally stood up, she was sweating profusely. She dragged the long knife with one hand and stroked her sternum with the other, and turned around with difficulty.

, left slowly, coughing constantly and vomiting black blood along the way, leaving it on the dirt ground.

Wu Shan had been sitting on the ground, watching silently as Su Ji slowly left, vomiting blood all the way. He used his true energy and force in his body to stop the bleeding.

Looking at the cracked and leaking finger bones, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and in the next moment, he used the force of his true energy to force the cracked finger bones together.

The whole body was shaking uncontrollably and was soaked in cold sweat, especially the nerve friction caused by the bones coming back together.

Like a knife scraping a bone, Wu Shan's whole body twitched, and he fell directly on the muddy road. Wu Shan, who had extremely strong mental perseverance, finally fainted from the pain.

Yue Qingyao, who was the least injured, woke up first and opened her eyes. At that time, she exhausted the sword energy in the sword energy vortex and used all her strength to display the Yue family's unique sword technique Yuehua Rushui. It was still not the sword-wielding woman in the robe.

The opponent's sharp knife energy surged like a tidal wave, slashing Yun Lin and herself one after another. Yue Qingyao only remembered that the two of them flew backwards, and their bodies were covered with scars from the sharp knife energy and cuts.

What caught the eye was the gray tent, and then, a man's voice came in.

Yue Qingyao struggled to get up. Her dress was in tatters and exposed a lot of places that shouldn't be exposed. The most serious ones were her arms. At that time, Yunlin helped her block most of the sword energy. Yue Qingyao instinctively used her arms to protect her.

He cut his face, leaving several hideous wounds, but they are no longer bleeding and are showing signs of healing.

Other areas are relatively minor and should not leave any obvious scars.

But because she struggled to get up and was involved, the blood from the wounds on her arms that had healed and solidified reopened, revealing hideous white flesh and blood. Yue Qingyao looked around hurriedly, but did not find any clothes, gauze, or scarves. She had no choice but to

, you can only temporarily hold the wound with your hands.

Perhaps because they heard the noise, the tent was raised in one place, and an officer with an unfamiliar face walked in. Seeing Yue Qingyao sitting up, he said in surprise: "Miss, are you awake? Have you encountered a robber?"

?Or did you meet an enemy?"

When the strange-looking officers and soldiers thought about the official road they saw at that time, they could not imagine what happened at that time and what kind of battle they went through.

That battlefield was definitely not something ordinary people could create. At that time, even their commander couldn't recover for a long time.

Seeing the unfamiliar officers and soldiers, Yue Qingyao thought of the forty or fifty cavalrymen who had reminded them before, and knew that they should have been rescued by these officers and soldiers. She nodded and said: "I have encountered an enemy. Brother, can you help me find a piece of cake?"
Chapter completed!