"Looking for death!"
the woman in black screamed, and stretched out her jade arms.
The black robe on her body swelled up visibly to the naked eye.
Finally, it was like a ball, bulging out and widening horizontally.
The woman in black raised her thick sleeves, and a pair of white jade hands opened into two sharp claws.
A nearly transparent energy was wrapped around each finger, emitting a dazzling cold light under the light.
The sharp claws grabbed into the void and faced the long black stick that was thrown from the air.
When the two met, a harsh metallic sound was heard, penetrating everyone's eardrums, making people feel sick and sick.
After the impact, the stick shadow disappeared in the air.
The woman in black also retracted the claws that turned into her palms.
The bulging black robe on her body returned to normal, revealing the graceful figure of the woman in black.
After a blow from both sides, there was no winner.
The woman in black stood in front of Fang Qingping with a calm expression.
Her eyes exposed outside the mask were neither happy nor sad, and they were still as cold as a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years.
Although Fang Qingping took back the long black stick and took action first, he did not take advantage and immediately stopped taking action.
The woman in black was also standing opposite, with no intention of taking action.
The two looked at each other calmly, like two top masters, holding each other's momentum, patiently waiting for the other to take the first step and reveal their flaws.
After a while, Fatal shot.
Fang Qingping took advantage of the stalemate to secretly mobilize the true energy in his body and move it on his palms, so that the discomfort in his palms that had just become numb due to the impact was alleviated.
With the test blow just now, he found that the woman in black in front of him was more powerful than he had previously predicted.
Unless he used his special skills to press the box, he might not be the woman in black's opponent.
Although he was confident in his last move, he was unwilling to use it because of the woman in black in front of him.
After all, that move was reserved for him to save his life.
The fewer people who knew about it, the harder it would be to use it.
The safer it is for yourself.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, and no one was willing to take the lead, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the other side of the high platform.
Gu Tianyunjian and his two men standing on the high platform were the first to recognize the identity of the person.
The three people rushing towards the high platform were the three Shushan Sword Sect disciples who had been arranged by Fang Qingping to capture Xuan Huantian.
When the three people walking passed by Gu Tian and the others, one of them raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Tian and Yun Jian.
Then he passed through the high platform and came to the bottom of the other side of the high platform, behind Fang Qingping.
One of the three people took a few steps forward and stood beside Fang Qingping, leaning against his ear.
After muttering in a low voice for a while, Fang Qingping said angrily: "They are all trash, a victim."
If you can’t catch up with anyone who’s seriously injured, what else can you do?”
After hearing this, the three of them lowered their heads one after another, their faces swollen with shame.
However, the last person standing among them tilted his head to one side the moment he lowered his head.
The expression on his face happened to be seen by Gu Tian on the high platform. .
The difference between that man and the other two Shushan Sword Sect disciples was that this Shushan Sword Sect disciple, who also lowered his head, not only had no shame on his face, but a look of resentment in his eyes.
After witnessing this scene, Gu Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled faintly in his heart, and secretly thought that it was interesting.
Fang Qingping, who was standing at the front and facing the woman in black, had no idea what was happening behind him.
He just waved his hand impatiently and motioned for the Shushan Sword Sect disciple beside him who had just spoken to step back.
But at this moment, the Shushan Sword Sect disciple suddenly found Ma Xing standing behind the woman in black and said in shock: "Junior Brother Ma, didn't you escape?
Why are you here?"
Fang Qingping's face suddenly turned cloudy, as if his authority had been challenged, and he said in a bad tone: "Junior brother Deng, he is not a disciple of my Shushan Sword Sect, let alone your junior brother."
"No way, he looks so much like Junior Brother Ma Xing, almost exactly the same.
I once heard that there were twins who looked exactly the same.
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No way, Junior Brother Ma, too, but I didn't know that this person was Junior Brother Ma Xing's twin brother.
He's still a younger brother."
Deng Jiuchang didn't notice Fang Qingping's tone at all, and said sadly to Ma Xing behind the woman in black.
Fang Qingping's face was as gloomy as water, almost on the verge of anger.
He turned his head and took a sharp look at Deng Jiuchang with his eyes.
He found that Deng Jiuchang was still oblivious and was looking up and down at the man who looked like Ma Xing.
He seemed to be interested in whether he and Ma Xing were the same.
Really equally interested.
At this time, the man who looked like Ma Xing from behind the woman in black took a step forward, left behind the woman in black, pointed towards Deng Jiuchang and said: "Deng Jiuchang, don't look, I am Ma Xing."
"What are you Ma Xing?"
Deng Jiuchang shouted in surprise.
He immediately looked clear and said solemnly: "Since you are Junior Brother Ma, why don't you come to Senior Brother Qingping?
Then we will go back to Shushan Sword Sect to plead guilty.
I don’t think the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall will put all the blame on you alone.”
After finishing speaking, Deng Jiuchang looked back at one of the other two Shushan Sword Sect disciples behind him, as if to say that this person was also at fault.
"No need."
Ma Xing refused.
"Why?"
Deng Jiuchang asked, very puzzled as to why Ma Xing was unwilling to stay in the Shushan Sword Sect.
In his heart, there were few sects in the entire Shengyuan Continent that could compare with the Shushan Sword Sect.
As a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, he had his own arrogance.
He couldn't understand Ma Xing's unwillingness to admit his identity as a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect.
"Shut up, Shushan Sword Sect doesn't have a disciple like him."
Fang Qingping shouted coldly, stopping Deng Jiuchang from saying what he wanted to say next, "Back off, he is a disciple of the Demon Sect and has nothing to do with Shushan Sword Sect."
"But, Senior Brother Qingping," Deng Jiuchang wanted to argue, but Fang Qingping stopped him again.
"I am your senior brother.
Here, everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect listens to me.
If I say he is not, then he is not.
If I have anything to say, I will report it to the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall when I return to the sect."
Fang Qingping didn't want Deng Jiuchang to continue to entangle here, so he directly took out his identity as a senior fellow of the Shushan Sword Sect and suppressed what Deng Jiuchang wanted to say.
Deng Jiuchang saw that Fang Qingping became angry for some reason when he mentioned Ma Xing, but he didn't want to provoke him, so he could only hold back the doubts in his heart and walked behind him.
However, Ma Xing, who was behind the woman in black, suddenly shouted, "Deng Jiuchang, I have always been a disciple of the Holy Sect, not your Shushan Sword Sect at all."
Deng Jiuchang was about to speak, but when he turned around and saw Fang Qingping staring at him with a stern look on his face, he had no choice but to shut his mouth.
When Deng Jiuchang and two other Shushan Sword Sect disciples stood together, Fang Qingping turned his head, his eyes fell on the woman in black again, and said: "You and I can't do anything to each other now, so why don't we just let it go.
As for the person behind you, Ma Xing, I can spare his life temporarily."
The woman in black suddenly sneered, and the clear laughter rang like a bell, spreading to the ears of everyone present.
From the laughter, everyone could tell that the woman in black was dismissive of what Fang Qingping had just said.
After laughing, the clear voice of the woman in black came, "You deserve it."
"Haha!"
Gu Tian and Yun Jian on the high platform burst out laughing after hearing this, without caring about the feelings of the people at the time.
In this silent environment, it seemed particularly harsh.
At this time, if you walk around the other three Shushan Sword Sect disciples, you can see that each of them puffed up their cheeks, shrugged their shoulders, suppressed laughter, and had three red faces.
Fang Qingping's face was also red, but his redness was not because he was holding back his smile, but because he was red from embarrassment and anger
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