Chapter 93 Bloody Battle

"Master Liuxia."

Standing in front of the woman, the girl looked a little anxious: "Aunt Mei"

"she's fine"

Wen Liuxia stood quietly on the spot, looking at Chen Changming, who was standing alone with a knife in the distance, with a smile on his face: "Good seedling."

"At a young age, regardless of sword skills, reaction or willpower, he is top-notch, much stronger than the vain guy before."

"Xiaoqing, you go too."

She opened her mouth lightly, her voice falling softly.

"yes."

Looking at Wen Liuxia, Wen Qing froze for a moment, and then responded.

"Let me see where your limit is"

Looking at Wen Qing who was rushing forward towards Chen Changming, Wen Liuxia smiled, and this thought flashed in her mind.

"Another one?"

Looking at the girl rushing in front of him, Chen Changming's face was calm, and this thought flashed in his mind.

The opponent rushed towards him very fast, and in the next moment he rushed in front of Chen Changming.

Compared with the previous woman, the girl in front of her looks much younger, and according to common sense, her strength should also be weaker.

This is also true in fact.

No matter the strength, skills or experience of the woman in front of her, she couldn't compare with the man before her.

But at the moment when he was fighting the girl in front of him, an invisible force kept coming, rushing towards Chen Changming.

Sometimes, it is obviously a sure-fire move, but when the knife is dropped, there will be some hesitation.

This is a strong mental disturbance.

The woman in front of me has a profound practice on the spiritual level, so she has such effects.

If it weren't for Chen Changming's own spiritual power that should not be underestimated, he might have been confused by him at this moment.

There was a faint surge of energy, and there were gusts of saber wind rippling everywhere.

Under Wen Liuxia's gaze, Chen Changming stared at the direction of the long sword, and put Wen Qing at a disadvantage.

"With Wen Qing's cultivation, is it still impossible to confuse him?"

She watched the battle with great interest, her eyes never fluctuating much.

And in front, there was a strange noise.

Guard Mei, who flew upside down before, rushed again from a distance, and rushed in front of Chen Changming again.

Looking at her appearance, Chen Changming frowned.

On the chest of Guard Mei, the originally exquisite black robe had been torn. Under the broken black robe, a golden silk armor emerged, reflecting a faint brilliance in the sun.

"Wearing inner armor?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and then the figure stepped back.

A faint blade glow flickered in the midair, and then a violent air force emerged.

Standing on the spot, Chen Changming stepped back, swung his right arm violently, and slashed.

This was an extremely fierce knife, which carried through all the strength of Chen Changming.

As soon as the saber was swung, the space in front of him rippled, and suddenly, there was a swift and violent surge of energy in front of him, which broke out here.

"snort!"

Guard Mei snorted coldly, but at this moment he also jumped forward, not only did not retreat, but instead faced the sharp knife light, he forcibly pushed forward.

He rushed in front of Chen Changming, a pair of gold silk gloves appeared on the two palms, and he grabbed the long knife straight away.

The swift and violent energy was surging, and at this moment, a burst of crisp sounds continued to erupt.

Guard Mei's palm directly caught the weak point of the long knife. A pair of palms with gold silk gloves grabbed forward and collided with the long knife, making a crisp sound.

That pair of gold silk gloves is obviously some kind of unique divine weapon. The material used in it is special. Intangible.

There were bursts of crisp sounds.

Under the gaze of Wen Liuxia in the distance, with Mei Shiwei's palm, the long knife in Chen Changming's hand began to shatter inch by inch, and then it shattered inch by inch, and directly shattered in Mei Weiwei's hand.

The inch-inch iron piece slowly fell down, and the long knife was scrapped.

This is no surprise.

The long knife in Chen Changming's hand was not a magic weapon at all, it was just snatched from an enemy.

With the poor forging skills of the prairie people, there is no need to expect the quality of this long knife.

At this moment, after a series of bloody battles, it is quite normal for this long knife to be scrapped.

"snort."

Looking at the broken long knife in his hand, Wen Qing snorted coldly: "Without the knife, let's see what you can do!"

The young man in front of him is an outstanding swordsman with superb sword skills, which is extremely rare.

But no matter how good a swordsman is, without a sword in his hand, his combat power will also be greatly reduced.

Not to mention, the teenager in front of him not only had injuries on his body, but also held a child in his arms.

What she didn't expect was that Chen Changming's figure approached again in front of her eyes.

With the long knife in his hand shattered, his face was calm, and he just stepped forward.

Taking a step forward, the aura on his body changed, and the original unparalleled, fierce and peerless aura changed.

boom! !

A faint gust of wind flickered, and the strength of the inch-inch fist continued to emerge.

Chen Changming bowed forward, step by step, each step seemed to be on a unique rhythm.

He just bowed forward like this, and then exerted force on his waist, and the strength of his whole body exploded. His slender fingers merged, slowly gathered, and punched out.

boom! !

The faint strong wind rippling, this place is like a strong wind dancing, and afterimages are flying in all directions, and finally turned into a dense fist mark, which was struck down with a bang.

no shadow!

boom! !

As soon as he punched out, a terrifying energy slanted out, hitting Guard Mei directly in front of his chest, knocking him into the air.

There was a violent collision sound.

A pain came from above the palm.

Chen Changming's hand was already rotting away, the flesh and blood on it was opened, and drips of crimson blood dripped down. It looked like he was stabbed by the soft armor of Guard Mei.

There were tiny barbs on the soft armor, which were nothing before that, but at this moment when he used his fist to meet the enemy, it immediately showed its effect.

A faint smell of blood came out, and a black shadow struck in front of him.

Chen Changming subconsciously turned around, just in time to see Wen Qing not far away, looking at him with a nervous expression.

A severe dizziness came, and a mental offensive struck.

Regarding this, Chen Changming's face was stern, and he stood where he was, looking directly at it.

boom! !

The huge spiritual power was carried through, and it was slammed down with the power of the heart sword.

On top of his body, bursts of bloody aura penetrated away, pressing forward with a bang, like a god of war walking out of the field, with unparalleled prestige.

"you!"

In the distance, Wen Qing's face showed horror, and her delicate face immediately turned pale, without the slightest trace of blood.

At that moment just now, her spiritual power was directly broken by Chen Changming, and she suffered a backlash. At this moment, let alone continue to exert that kind of spiritual power, it is difficult to even control her body.

The two masters who were not inferior to the man before were severely injured in just a few moves, and lost the power to fight again.

The aura of the two people in front began to become weak.

Chen Changming stood there with a stern face, then turned and looked into the distance.

There, Wen Liuxia had a smile on her face, watching Chen Changming's performance, the smile on her face became brighter.