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Chapter 84 The Last Struggle

Chen Weiming was shocked when he held the Nether Sword in his hand. `The true energy was almost completely exhausted, and several meridians in his body were seriously injured, and it seemed that they would break if they were slight force.

At this moment, the third-ranked killer on the list of killer apprentices has completely lost his combat power. Not to mention the killer apprentice, even an ordinary person can kill him.

It seemed as if I had just taken a nap, but when I looked at the sun outside and thought about it carefully, I would not have recovered without four or five hours.

For himself, Ming Dao fought with hundreds of killer apprentices alone at the entrance of the cave for four or five hours, including the Sword God and Mr. Xuan. For no reason, at this moment, Chen Weiming felt a little moved, because the other party could leave him alone.

Before he could say anything, the wind suddenly sounded, the sword sounded, and the sword god rushed towards the cave entrance with an ancient sword in his hand. For four or five hours, neither he nor Master Xuan did his best. First, he was to leave energy to deal with the travelers who could come out at any time, and second, he did not want to bear the desperate attack of the death of the Nether Sword.

Now that the Nether Sword has completely lost its combat power, the Walker has appeared again, so he naturally no longer retains it.

Although this title is a bit exaggerated, it also shows that this person's sword art is extraordinary. Chen Weiming activates the Eye of Breaking the Delusion and Truth to see the opponent's attack clearly, throws the Nether Sword into the hole, and greets him with a wind saw knife in his hand.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the wind saw knife was shattered by the ancient sword, and its strength did not diminish. He drove straight in. It was also Chen Weiming's reaction was fast enough and dodged the first time, before dodging the sword with open chest.

It is worthy of being a level 4 spiritual weapon... Chen Weiming thought to himself that ordinary weapons, even with the power of the Nether Sword, can be blocked by himself with a wind saw knife. However, the ancient sword in the sword god's hand can easily destroy the wind saw knife and then attack. To put it simply, he cannot fight hard with the other party, and can only avoid the real and the virtual.

Fortunately, the Eye of Destruction of Delusion and Truth is a magical skill to avoid the real and move to the virtual. Seeing the opponent's sword light clearly, Chen Weiming held a wind saw knife to avoid the opponent's edge and attacked his elbow, chest and abdomen.

The cave is not large in size, and it is more suitable for Chen Weiming's hand-to-hand fighting style. Even if he holds an ancient sword, the sword god is forced to be in a hurry and it is difficult to achieve success.

Hundreds of moves have passed in a moment, and it is difficult to decide the outcome. The Sword God shouted in a deep voice: "Walker, you will definitely die today, and you will never be able to escape!"

Chen Weiming smiled coldly: "Whoever dies depends on how he dies. We are all wolf, how can we die like sheep. If you want to kill me, be prepared to be buried with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly increased his attack level a little, and even ignored the aftermath of the sword energy, he rushed towards the Sword God's Mind Sect, as if he was desperately trying.

First, I am worried that I will be backfired by the other party before my death, second, the so-called alliance is just an alliance after all, not a solid piece of iron, and I have become a turtle in the jar, so I will definitely die, and there is no need to fight to the death.`

After many concerns, Chen Weiming accidentally scratched the edge of the wind saw knife. His clothes were broken and even injured his flesh. The sword god followed the plan and pretended to be injured. He stepped on the mysterious light and retreated from the cave, shouting loudly: "Young Master Xuan!"

The cave is not big and is not suitable for attacking it. Only the strongest person takes over. Mr. Xuan also knew that this was the case, so he didn't think much about it and rushed in.

"Sword God, how are you?"

A killer apprentice came forward to ask, very worried. Everyone knew that although there were too many people, it would be really uncomfortable if the sword god and Mr. Xuan were harmed.

"It's okay!"

The Sword God sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing, making a very expensive appearance. He knew that Mr. Xuan was not a foolish and would never fight to the death, and he would soon take over.

Sure enough, after only two quarters of an hour of fighting in the cave, Mr. Xuan stepped on the Xuan light and retreated from it. However, he did not call for the sword god to take over, but shouted loudly: "Go together and blow up the mountain."

Chen Weiming could only attack one by one by one by one by one by the cave, and fighting alone with the Sword God and him would not be able to get the advantage, so it would be better to just collapse the mountain.

As soon as this statement was made, a large number of killer apprentices immediately responded. These were people who were almost buried by Chen Weiming with a landslide, so they naturally agreed to fight back.

For a moment, hundreds of killer apprentices took action together, and various magical energy poured down like a rainstorm, blasting towards the mountains. The terrifying movement seemed to be shaking the entire island.

Inside the cave.

Chen Weiming was shaking with a gray face. Although these people could not find the weak part of the mountain structure like themselves, it was only a matter of time before the mountain collapsed with such energy bombardment.

The Ming Dao inside chuckled: "I'm just afraid of such things..."

At this moment, he lost all his combat power and had only the strength to speak. If he relied on the cave to fight, he could also be as hard as Chen Weiming to do anything to the other party. But considering that once the other party uses the method of landslide, he and the traveler will definitely die inside, so he can only kill him.

Unfortunately, he devoted all his strength to death and suffered serious injuries, which was only delayed time.

"Sorry, I have implicated you!" Chen Weiming said softly.

Ming Dao shook his head slightly: "No one is implicating anyone, they just choose their own choices. I just can't understand. You are an awakened person who has only appeared ten thousand years ago. Yanyun Pavilion is so willing to let you die? Do you really don't want a second Li Qinglian?"

Who knows... Chen Weiming didn't know either. He just felt that Yanyun Pavilion seemed to be too strict with him.

The second one, Li Qinglian, don’t want it anymore... For some reason, Ming Dao’s words inexplicably touched something in his heart, making him think of something.

Li Qinglian, Qinglian Jiange, and Lao Cai who has been watching him secretly and helping him with great care whenever he needs him... and to this seemingly mortal situation... Chen Weiming has no expression on his face, and he has connected many things one by one in his heart.

After a moment, he felt blessed and thought of something inexplicably. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but exclaim: "So that's it!"

"What's wrong?" asked Ming Dao.

He is also a heroic person. He is indifferent to life and death. He knows that there is not much time, so he is not at all panic, and there is only a little regret on his face.

"I figured it out!" Chen Weiming turned around and looked at him and grinned: "Don't worry, you can't die, no matter what the result is!"

Ming Dao was stunned: "What does it mean!"

Chen Weiming shook his head, without saying anything, took a deep breath, striding towards the outside of the cave and walked out.

If he can succeed, he can be called the second Li Qinglian, just in line with Yanyun Pavilion's needs.

If you can't succeed, it means that you don't have the potential to become the second Li Qinglian, and it doesn't matter if you die. Yanyun Pavilion has never lacked such so-called ordinary geniuses.

Thinking through the key point, Chen Weiming has walked out of the cave.

The breeze blew, and I looked at the hundreds of killer apprentices alone, with the corners of my mouth slightly raised.
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