Chapter 246 A Desperate Move

What you say is more beautiful than you! Zhao took a step back, supported the wall and smiled bitterly.

There was nothing he could do with Wang Shu in front of him. Even if you fight, you can't beat him; if you talk about it, you can't say it. This woman has no escapism at all. She only has three words: admit death!

You said you want to die in the hands of a beauty, and I happen to be a beauty, so doesn’t that mean you want to die in my hands?

The point is, you can't say she's not beautiful, and she'll hit you if you do. Logic closed loop, impeccable.

Even if Zhao were to talk about this kind of fallacy casually, he would feel powerless. I had no choice but to stare at her silently and see if I could find some flaw, preferably one that could directly hit her soul.

I really can’t beat him! What can be done? All we can do is play these dirty tricks.

"What? Have you given up the struggle?" Wangshu asked with a murderous heart.

"That's not true, I was just thinking about how to struggle." Zhao wiped the blood from his face and responded with a wry smile.

Wang Shu just smiled and waited quietly for Zhao. Maybe in her eyes, Zhao is already buried in the earth. As for when to burn paper, it depends on when she is interested.

Time passed quietly, and the second watch drum sounded outside, and the sound of bang bang echoed mixed with the sound of footsteps.

After adjusting my breath for a while, I finally found that there was no problem in running my Qi. Staring at Wangshu Lengbing's face, Zhao let out a long breath and slowly pulled out the Xiuchun Dao from behind, which was actually space.

He was going to fight for his life.

If he could break down the house and escape, there might be a chance of survival. But if you don't do anything, you'll just have to wait for death.

"Oh?" When he saw Zhao, he pulled out the knife from his back. Wang Shu said sarcastically in surprise: "I didn't expect that Jin Yiwei's martial arts is quite complex. Halfway through using poison, he switched to a knife."

Zhao didn't respond, he just put on a posture and silently gathered momentum.

The knife is different from the palm and the poison. It pays attention to the power of the knife. Nowadays, there is a huge gap in cultivation between the two of them. If they want to achieve their goals, they cannot be affected by the outside world at all. If they are distracted even a little bit, all their efforts will be wasted.

Seeing this, Wang Shu also looked serious. He no longer looked leisurely. He stood up and looked at Zhao opposite to each other.

A strong murderous aura emanated from the room, which could not be seen or heard, but it made the tense atmosphere in the air suddenly increase. Zhao has already finished accumulating his momentum. The sword is shining with silver, and the sword is sharp and breathtaking.

"Oh."

After a sneer, Zhao twisted the hand holding the knife slightly, sank his feet, and swung the knife behind him.

"Wishful thinking!" Wang Shu sneered, and had already disappeared, grabbing the embroidered spring knife in Zhao Ju's hand.

Chance! Zhao Jiu's eyes narrowed, and his Xiuchundao castration suddenly changed. From top to bottom diagonal split, twist to horizontal split.

"Ask the sky!"

The condensed general trend and the true energy in the body are all gathered in the sword. Several bright and dazzling swords burst out as the Xiuchun Dao was swung.

In mid-air, Wangshu was blocked by dense daggers. With no way to escape, she didn't dare to hold on any more, and her true energy started to circulate.

The air control rose out of thin air, and his hands became like flawless white jade, grabbing up and down one after another, crushing the flying swords.

However, due to the large number and the fact that she was unprepared at the beginning, she fell into Zhao Jiu's plan of seizing the opportunity to attack the east and attacking the west. So Rao reacted quickly, but because the distance was too close, a sword still flew past his ear.

Although it was bounced away by the body's protective energy, a long strand of hair was still cut off. Daogang's power continued unabated, and after crossing Wangshu, he hit the wall behind him.

The true energy contained in it exploded with a "boom", causing broken tiles and sawdust to fly.

Zhao was immediately overjoyed. There was no reason why Suzaku, a young master, couldn't see such a movement. I just hope that she can come soon, but I am really almost exhausted!

"You're really disobedient!" Wang Shu fell to the ground gently, silently, and said helplessly.

The true energy in her body was circulating, but she disappeared from the ground in an instant. Zhao Ju felt alarm bells ringing in his heart. He clenched the long knife in his hand and swung the knife several times in the direction of the infuriating energy.

But every time the knife fell, it was like white jade hitting each other, making a tinkling sound with a long echo, but it had no effect at all. Wangshu's palm just danced lightly, and then he separated the Xiuchundao.

He drove straight in, pressed his palm on Zhao Jiu's chest, and used his true energy to push Zhao Jiu out.

Zhao spurted out a mouthful of blood mist in mid-air, and hurriedly swallowed the White Jade Muscle Pill hidden under his tongue. When it fell to the ground, the medicine had just melted away, and then he spit out another mouthful of blood.

Although the medicine was on, my chest felt like it was on fire, and there was a burning sensation. The worst thing is that the true energy in the body can no longer flow, and there is still a foreign true energy, like a maggot attached to the bone, constantly eating away at the own true energy like a rootless duckweed. In fact, the large acupuncture points all over the body tingled, and blood beads oozed from the skin.

At the same time, his vision was blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, only a few hazy figures. The upper and lower eyelids kept fighting, as if they would fall asleep in the next second.

"No! No! I can't die! I can't, can't die!" Zhao clenched his teeth and kept shouting in his heart. He took out a Tongxuan Pill, held the pill with his fingers, and brought it to his mouth tremblingly. His survival instinct made him swallow it with difficulty.

"Eh!" Wang Shu raised her eyebrows, a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zhao was not dead yet. Zi Guzi murmured in a low voice: "Is it because my cultivation level has declined? Or is his skill special?"

She raised her palm, unable to see clearly in the dim moonlight. Simply not thinking about these miscellaneous things, his eyes fell on Zhao Ju.

The true energy in her body reappeared and condensed in her hands. Her palms once again became like white jade. After whispering "Farewell" softly, she slowly walked towards Zhao Zuo.

Zhao only felt that the figures in front of him gradually enlarged. He knew that Wangshu was coming to finish him off. With the desire to survive, he gritted his teeth and clenched the long sword in his hand.

Regardless of what was happening in his body, the traces of true energy transformed by the medicine were mobilized. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the scenes of fighting with different people were replayed in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The feeling of swinging the sword on the training ground, somehow, appeared in front of him again.

At the moment when Wangshu pushed out with a palm, Zhao forced himself to kneel down and screamed like a madman, "I! I don't want to die!"

The long sword in his hand seemed to respond, and a trace of true energy gathered strangely on the sword, and he swung it with all his strength, which he felt was light. Then he could no longer support himself and fell down.

This light sword only flashed a faint light like a firefly. Wangshu was shocked and his face changed drastically. Not only did he stop the trend of swinging his palm forward, but he took a few steps back.

At the same time, Zhuque, who was bored on the roof not far away, trembled all over and instantly perked up.

"The true meaning of martial arts!"

Zhuque's true energy rose and flew towards Mingyue Tower.

In the room, Wangshu also exclaimed: "The true meaning of martial arts!"

Looking at the flashing knife light, she no longer hesitated, put her hands together, and the majestic true energy in her body circulated, accompanied by the condensation of the true meaning of martial arts.

Behind her, a little bit of white light gathered, forming a faint full moon, and under the moon was the crescent moon shadow in the water.

"The bright moon rises on the sea."