There was a large courtyard in front, which was covered with weeds and many debris. It looked like an uninhabited yard. Ala Yanzong jumped off the roof, drew out his dagger, and stood in the courtyard.

Tranger arrived immediately and saw that Ala Yanzong stopped running, his cold face couldn't help but smile again.

"Mr. Ala is very sensible. No matter how fast you run, you will eventually stop. I can always catch up with you. Quickly surrender and follow me back to the palace."

As he spoke, he jumped off the roof and landed ten meters in front of Ala Yanzong.

Ala Yanzong chuckled, "What if I don't?"

"Then become the ghost under my sword!"

After saying that, he drew out his long sword and pointed it at Ala Yanzong.

Ala Yanzong raised his dagger horizontally, "Then you have to defeat this dagger first!"

When Tranger saw that Alayanzong was not convinced, he shouted, "Take your life!" He thrust his sword and stabbed him.

Ala Yanzong raised his sword to meet him, and the two of them fought together and fought together.

The power of the long sword is like a rainbow, turbulent waves, continuous. The short sword dances like a lotus flower, erratic. You come and I go, jingling, I chase you to escape the wind and rain, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder!

Suddenly, a storm broke out, withered grass flying and broken branches falling to the ground. It was impossible to distinguish the shadows of figures and swords. The sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and the sun and the moon were dim.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Tranger shouted loudly and slashed down with his long sword. Alayanzong's short sword met him. There was only a "clang" sound, and both swords, one long and one short, were released.

Both sides' jaws were shattered and their arms were numb. This time, Tranger did not stop, and then luck struck Alayanzong head-on with his left palm.

Ala Yanzong had no way to hide, so he raised his left palm to connect with it. There was only a "pop" sound, and both of them retreated for more than ten steps before they stabilized their bodies.

Ala Yanzong only felt that his chest was tight and his throat was salty. He had to hold back his breath to prevent blood from spurting out. His vision went black, he shook his body and almost fell down.

Natralan was not much stronger than him. His left arm was sore and his right arm was sore and numb. He suddenly felt that his internal organs were broken, and his body was turbulent, as if it was about to burst out. His frosty cheeks became even paler.

, although he didn’t fall, he just barely managed to stand.

He was puzzled, how could the assassin who broke into the palace last night have such internal strength? He just had a sharp sword, a light body and quick reactions. If he had such internal strength, how could he be hurt?

Even the competition in the morning was unexpected. In the current fight, his skill has been greatly enhanced. Maybe he is just pretending.

No matter how many doubts he had, Trump didn't have time to think too much. The most important thing at the moment was his survival.

Alayanzong had tried his best, but his internal organs were also on fire. Seeing that Tranger stood there blankly and did not attack him again, he knew that the other party had also suffered internal injuries.

They looked at each other for a long time.

If he didn't adjust his breath, Alayanzong felt that he might lose his life. Even though there were powerful enemies around him, he couldn't care much about it, so he sat down cross-legged and started adjusting his breath according to the method of internal strength cultivation.

Trang'er was even more worried that Alayanzong would suddenly attack him, and he still did not relax his guard. He endured the severe pain and looked at him, but his body couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing Alayanzong sit down, he also sat down quickly.

Come down and do exercises to heal your injuries.

In a huge yard, on the grassland, there was a piece of grass that seemed to have been swept by a hurricane. The turf had disappeared. Outside the circle, there were people sitting cross-legged in the east and west, with their eyes closed, dripping with hot sweat.

They were all steaming hot.

As time passed, the sun turned from the center to the west, from incandescent to dark red, from red to warm, and gradually became a little cold, watching the golden crow set in the west.

The two of them sat in the same place, neither of them moving.

After adjusting the breath, Alayanzong's body underwent earth-shaking changes. After the Qi and blood circulated for several days, the pain in the body disappeared, the internal organs seemed to have returned to their proper positions, and the limbs and bones gradually became comfortable.

Qi and blood flowed faster and faster, reaching a state of selflessness. He even forgot that there was a powerful enemy sitting next to him, who was also practicing and recovering.

Natralan's body was also gradually recovering. After half a day of adjusting his breath, he felt that his skills had recovered a lot. From time to time, he opened his eyes and looked at Alayanzong, who was also sitting and resting.

He was worried that Alayanzong would suddenly rush over and kill him with a sword. He was not as focused as Alayanzong. Although his internal strength was deeper than Alayanzong, his healing process took much longer.

He only thought about taking Alayanzong's life and then recuperating with peace of mind. When he recovered about 50% of his power, he suddenly jumped up, gathered the power of both palms, and quickly slapped Alayanzong in the face.

In his imagination, Alayanzong would be caught off guard and would surely die under his hands.

However, what he couldn't imagine was that when he attacked Alayanzong, Alayanzong had been sitting cross-legged just now, but now he was flying into the air, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow from the inner power of his palms.

He saw a courtyard wall behind Alayanzong collapse suddenly, and Trang was shocked. It turned out that Alayanzong had been on guard for a long time. Trang then hit the air with both palms and attacked Alayanzong who had not yet landed.

Unexpectedly, Ala Yanzong was in the air and had no strength to rely on. If he was hit by his palms, he would naturally be seriously injured again, or he might be killed directly.

But seeing Ala Yanzong, he borrowed the wind from his palm in the air and quickly spun his body like a top floating in the air, completely neutralizing all the power of his palm.

This surprised Trauner even more. He was surprised that Alayanzong's power would increase every time he fought with him, and the speed of improvement was unimaginable.

Just when he was stunned, the power of both palms had been exhausted, and before he could change his moves, three flying knives flew out from the physical vortex in the air!

Trang'er only felt the cold light flickering, so he stretched out his hand to block it, and saw a red light suddenly appeared. Trang'er froze his figure. And Ala Yanzong had already landed lightly and steadily.

Looking at Natralan again, his frosty face had an incredible expression. He simply couldn't believe what happened at this moment.

He held a flying knife in his raised left and right hands respectively, but the three-inch long flying knife passed through the palm of his hand and exposed the tip of the knife from the back of his hand. There was also a flying knife inserted under his neck and throat, with only a short blade exposed.

handle.

At this point, Tranger still didn't understand why the flying knife was able to penetrate the wind of its palm and hit his body.

Suddenly, there was a thud and Trang'er's body collapsed.

He didn't know until his death that Alayanzong's body had not only recovered, but his skills had also improved. But he was eager to win, and his skills had not yet fully recovered, so how could he defeat Alayanzong?

Alayanzong took the throwing knife from Tranger's body, wiped away the blood, and put it away again.

A dry well was found at the base of the broken wall, and Alayanzong threw Tranger into the well together with his long sword.

Alayanzong kicked down the remaining wall and covered the mouth of the well, thus burying Tranger in the ground. However, it is difficult for anyone to find his body again.
Chapter completed!