There is a great horror between life and death.

There is also great enlightenment between life and death.

When ordinary people face desperate situations, they are often in agitation and panic, but people like Wang Dong and A Qing naturally cannot be viewed with common sense.

The more desperate it is, the more it can stimulate potential and promote the sublimation of the essence of life.

What Wang Dong wanted to see was the sword technique after A Qing's life sublimation, which must be extremely exciting.

Therefore, although he had no murderous intention in his heart, he had murderous intentions in his moves! If Ah Qing doesn't respond well, he may really die.

Wang Dong grabbed the five fingers and his fingers were like a sharp blade. Not only did he use the skills of the Nine Yin Divine Claws, but he also transformed the essence of the finger knife into it. Not to mention the mortal fetus, even the iron walls of the copper walls must be cut open.

A Qing felt the severe crisis, and the bamboo stick suddenly pulled it away, turning around. Her figure was in the air, and she had nowhere to leverage her power, but as the bamboo stick turned its vain, it seemed that it had another force out of thin air. It twisted its body like a sharp light, and it had avoided Wang Dong's five fingers' capture.

Swish!

The bamboo stick drew an arc and hit it from an incredible angle, hitting Wang Dong's five-finger knuckles.

There was a "puff".

The moment the bamboo stick hit the crack, it made a light sound, then it bounced upwards, hitting Wang Dong's wrist bone, and hitting the radius, followed by the shoulder blade.

Every time I hit it, a slight sound of "puff".

But Ah Qing's expression became more and more serious.

Just because every time she knocked, a corresponding energy gushed out at the moment of knocking, which offset the bamboo stick, but in fact it did not hurt the other party at all.

She shouted again, raised the bamboo stick in her palm and punched it at Wang Dong.

Wang Dong faced the bamboo stick that was swinging high. He bounced his fingers, and with a sniffle, a powerful energy shot out and hit the bamboo stick.

Ah Qing's body shook violently, and was so shocked that he leaned back and was about to climb out under the city wall.

Swish! The bamboo stick was fast, and a lightning tap on the wall, and A Qing shot out lightning again.

The bamboo stick in her palm changed a lot. Hundreds of stick shadows were transformed into a net of heaven and earth, layer by layer, as if endless, covering Wang Dong.

A Qing's sword technique is natural, and it can not only relate thousands of swords to a simple sword, but also be complex and endless, turning the swords into a vast ocean, surging wave after wave.

Under Wang Dong's oppression, she finally shone with a thrilling brilliance.

The water-green clothes flew. Ah Qing's hair was waving with the wind, and she had a superb charm of dust removal. This charm was also integrated into the sword force, making her sword skills more ethereal, ethereal and unpredictable!

However, no matter how her sword technique changes, Wang Dong is like a rock, and he is still standing tall and unmoved by the wind and waves. The vague and illusory sword force cannot shake his body.

Ah Qing's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, her water-green clothes fluttered, and she rolled up like a flying goddess in a mural, dancing the fairy sword, and the sharp and ethereal sword energy drooped down from the nine heavens, trying to submerge Wang Dong's entire body.

"The posture of heaven and man!"

Wang Dong praised again.

All outstanding people have their own pride. Although Wang Dong may not show it, he always feels conceited and proud. For example, Linghu Chong, Li Xunhuan, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng and others are already unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people. Everyone is a rare genius in the martial arts world.

However, when Wang Dong faced these people, even though he was so polite on his face, he might not really feel how great the other party was.

But when facing Ah Qing, even with his conceit, he had to admire him repeatedly.

Ah Qing's talent is probably better than Fang Baoyu, Fang Lingyu and others, and her chances are beyond Fang Baoyu and others.

Her swordsmanship was granted by heaven, but God just returned it with the hand of the white ape.

But Wang Dong almost tested Ah Qing's limit.

Although Ah Qing is already very strong, she is only eighteen or nineteen years old now. At least Wang Dong is definitely not her opponent at her age!

But compared to Wang Dong now, Ah Qing is still too immature and has more than one inferior in combat power.

The sword energy is like a river of heaven, flying down in a vast way.

Rumble!

You can even hear the grand echo of the torrent from it, giving people a feeling of being able to destroy the city and escaping the mountains and irresistible.

Many soldiers of Wu Kingdom on the city, even though they were far apart, could hear their heartbeats and tremble, as if their hearts were about to jump out of their hearts.

They only felt as if they were in an endless torrent, surrounded by towering waves and overwhelming oppression, which made everyone scream in horror.

Wang Dong took a step forward instead.

Bang!

It fell down in one step and fell on the city wall.

This simple step seemed to have carried tens of millions of pounds of force, and the entire city wall seemed to tremble. The next moment, amid the thunderous roar, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and countless pieces of stone particles shot up in the sky, rolling backwards towards A Qing.

Ah Qing had to block it, and the sword energy flowed away, strangling the already shattered pieces of brick and stone into countless powders.

As the smoke and dust scattered, the bamboo stick in Ah Qing's palm spread out with a "bang" and was wiped out.

This small bamboo stick should have collapsed like a powder in the first encounter, but Ah Qing used her natural aura to protect the bamboo stick without destroying it. However, as soon as the aura was broken, it immediately turned into dust.

In the hand where Ah Qing held the bamboo stick, strands of wood chips flew down. Her palm trembled violently, a faint trace of blood oozed out, and a fierce energy surged from her palm, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians of her body, making her face pale a little.

Wang Dong turned up and reached out and grabbed behind him!

Knock! Knock!

The long swords worn by two soldiers of Wu State ejected out of the sheath and flew in. They fell into Wang Dong's palm, but shot towards A Qing.

However, A Qing did not take the long sword flying in, and suddenly floated backwards. With a "chi" sound, the long sword sank into the inner wall of the city wall, and the hilt penetrated deep.

Wang Dong was slightly stunned, then he bounced the sword in his hand with one finger, shaking it into pieces, and said with a smile: "Miss, is it just tied up if you want to tie your hands?"

Ah Qing gasped slightly, waved his hand and said, "I won't beat you anymore!"

"Oh?" Wang Dong said.

"I can't beat you, of course I can't kill you! Since that's the case, why do you still have to fight?" Ah Qing said: "I bet on my life just to see my sword technique? I'm not that stupid yet!"
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