The mountain girl said something relieved, then looked at Wang Hongdao.

But seeing Wang Hongdao's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Even if it's two-on-one, you can't beat me," he said.

"Why are the elders so confident?" asked the mountain girl.

"The years I practice swords are longer than yours."

He pulled out the knife from behind.

The long sword was all black, and as it was pulled out, countless shrilling wails burst out.

Even the sound of the war drums was dispersed.

Looking closely, I saw gray shadows wrapped around the knife.

The gray shadows waited for a while, but no magic and spiritual power was activated, and then they gradually dissipated.

This knife is slender and narrow and long. It is not so much a battle knife used for fighting, but rather a medium for releasing magic.

Corpse Emperor Sword.

Finally someone asked Wang Hongdao to pull out the knife again.

Gu Qingshan looked at his knife and murmured: "I have never seen such a strange knife."

Wang Hongdao stroked the blade and whispered: "All those who have seen this knife are dead."

"This knife has endless magic, but unfortunately I can't use my spiritual power now."

He said with regret, his aura changed drastically.

"It doesn't matter. I haven't really used sword techniques for many years."

A sharp murderous intent rose from Wang Hongdao.

At this moment, he was forced to a desperate situation and had to give up all his calculations and could only use the sword to fight life and death with the enemy.

At this moment, he was like a monk using a knife.

But Gu Qingshan stopped.

He stood there and did not step forward for a moment.

"Young Master?" the mountain girl sent a voice in confusion.

"wait."

"yes."

The mountain girl then stopped.

They are several feet away from Wang Hongdao.

Wang Hongdao was also ready for the final battle.

But Gu Qingshan did not step forward.

He held the long sword, as if he was looking for the flaws of Wang Hongdao.

Wang Hongdao held the long sword tightly and stood in front of him as a defense.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The war drums are constantly coming.

Wang Hongdao listened carefully to the sound of war drums, but the indomitable momentum gradually fell down.

A victory smile appeared on his face.

"You can't kill me in the eighteen breaths."

Wang Hongdao raised the corpse emperor sword and blocked it in front of him.

He continued.

"I have been counting that there are still the last fifteen breaths to repair the magic array. When I can use my spiritual power, I will use various magic tricks on this knife to torture you."

This is the technique of attacking the heart.

Wang Hongdao started to quickly calculate again.

Because there is really not much time left.

There are still the last fifteen breaths left, just hold on

In the face of the powerful strength of the Xuanling Realm, what is this guy?

Gu Qingshan turned a deaf ear to him.

It was not until Wang Hongdao confirmed the last remaining time that he began to act.

He took a step forward.

The mountain girl followed her and took a step forward.

The two of them suddenly accelerated.

Wang Hong raised his knife and responded.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The drums are urged even more urgently.

In the air, the murderous intent that makes people suffocate is even stronger.

Without any inspiration, the two swords and the long sword directly met.

The long knife drew a cold light and sealed the door.

The two swords were stuck on them, and they were entangled and attacked the thirty-six swords in an instant.

The long sword did not give in at all, and swung and slashed among the two swords like lightning.

Wang Hongdao saw the flaws and forced Gu Qingshan and Shanniao to retreat with one knife.

After more than a thousand years of training, his sword skills have indeed reached a peak.

Gu Qingshan and Shanniao had to retreat.

He paused his sword, but did not pursue him, but turned around to protect his master.

Wang Hongdao took the initiative to take a step back.

In fact, this is the most advantageous decision.

At this moment, he had already measured the opponent's swordsmanship.

Wang Hongdao's heart gradually calmed down.

With only the last ten breaths left, you don’t have to take any risk to fight.

Just protect yourself and last ten breaths.

Once time passes, the large isolation magic array resumes operation and you can use your spiritual power.

At that time, killing this kid is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

This is an invincible strategy.

Wang Hongdao's plan has been decided.

Gu Qingshan and Shanniao waved their swords and went up again.

Wang Hongdao held the knife and guarded it.

The next moment, swords and swords overlap, turning into airtight afterimages.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The drums were so loud that they kept anxious.

There are still five breaths left!

The girl in the mountain retreats, and the mountain advances.

The two swords alternately attack forward.

Wang Hongdao cut three times in a row, responding to the sword moves perfunctorily, and his body suddenly retreated.

The other party was unable to use the sword technique, and because there was no spiritual power to bless him, the sword light could not come out.

I resisted it very easily, but it really doesn't work, just retreat.

Without sword light, as long as you keep retreating, all the opponent's sword moves will be lost.

There are still a few breaths left, so I can't make it hard.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The mountain girl stepped forward and pressed down with one sword.

Swords intersect.
To be continued...