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Chapter twenty-eight: volley

A waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain, and with a rumbling roar, it hit hard on the smooth rocks at the foot of the mountain, splashing out thousands of tiny pearls, spreading out finely, falling into the deep pool under the rocks, and small flowers bloomed on the water surface, reflecting the rising sun, and shining with colorful brilliance.

The seven guards scattered a semicircle, and behind them was Princess Zhaohua. On one side, Guo Jiuling sat on a stone beside the water, still coughing constantly. The spots of blood fell on the water surface in front of him, but the bright red was immediately dispersed by the flowing stream water and disappeared.

Deng Pu stood in front of them with his hands on his back, blocking their only way out. In fact, he didn't think that in front of him, his opponent still had hope of breaking through. The only opponent could be called his opponent, but unfortunately, in the previous pursuit, Guo Jiuling took Li Zhi's punch and was seriously injured.

"Your Highness Princess, our Qin Dynasty has no malice to you. It's just that we want to invite you to live in Yongdu for a year. A year later, the princess is willing to leave and stay, and all of them are obeyed. Why do we have to let so many loyal guards die in vain for you?" Deng Pu said with a smile. "There are many people falling down along the way. Your Highness Princess, don't have to make unnecessary struggles, right? Don't expect Zuo Lixing to save you. He fought with Li Dashe. Now I'm afraid that he has already gone to find a beautiful land to dig a grave for himself and lie in it."

"Don't think about it!" Princess Zhaohua looked at him coldly and said.

"Your Highness, I'm really sorry!" Deng Pu smiled coldly and took a step forward. The seven guards all retreated. In front of a master like Deng Pu, even if they don't have their lives, it would be difficult to cause substantial harm to him.

Guo Jiuling stood up from the sitting stone and walked forward coughing. Every time he took a step, his face turned redder, his figure seemed to be taller, and his bones slammed.

Deng Pu's face changed slightly: "Guo Jiuling, you don't want to die? You are just injured now. As long as you are well recuperated, even if you have no hope of crossing the threshold of a master again, there is still no problem in maintaining your level of level 9. If you dare to do this, you will indeed be able to recover to your usual level in a short period of time, but after the incident, you will never be able to recover. Is it worth it?"

Guo Jiuling's body was already standing upright and no longer coughed, but his face was so red that it made people feel a little scared. "Of course it's worth it."

Deng Pu's lips twitched slightly, "Even so, can you defeat me? When you are in full swing, we are only half a dozen. How long can you last now?"

"Do your best and leave your fate!" Guo Jiuling looked at the other party, "If you can exchange your life for your life, then the hope of Your Highness breaking through will increase greatly. Even if Zuo Shuai is not good, I think it is not good to believe Li Zhi. I am afraid he will not be able to chase us again, right?"

Deng Pu laughed, "It's ridiculous. Since you want to die, I'll do whatever you want."

Princess Zhaohua's eyes were full of sorrow. After this battle, even if Guo Jiuling could not die, he would become a useless person. He took out a pill from his arms and slowly stuffed it into his mouth, "Fight to the death. If we can't pass this level, we will all die here!"

On the top of the mountain, Qin Fengpu was lying beside the water flow, watching the battle below the mountain with wide eyes. Deng Pu and Guo Jiuling were still confronting each other, but Princess Zhaohua and the guards fought with the Qin people behind Deng Pu first.

The Chu army guards passed by Deng Pu, but Deng Pu ignored him. At this time, his whole body and mind were all on Guo Jiuling. The seriously injured Guo Jiuling used an extremely evil skill to burn his life potential to restore himself to his heyday in a short period of time. However, the side effects of this thing are also amazing. If you have the chance to use it once in your life, you will be done if you use it. If you don’t die, you will be no different from a useless person.

The two gangs were instantly fighting away from this pool. Deng Pu brought people with higher skills, but Chu people held their lives for another life, each of which was a plan to lose both sides, and for a while, they were not at a disadvantage.

Qin Feng stared at Deng Pu and Guo Jiuling without blinking. He knew very well that the final decision of this battle was between the two of them. If Guo Jiuling succeeded, Princess Zhaohua still had a glimmer of hope. If Deng Pu wins, everyone is afraid that they will die. Oh, by the way, Princess Zhaohua will not die. Because the Qin people want to capture her alive.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the battle situation on Princess Zhaohua. At the death camp station, he had seen the princess's kung fu. Although he was injured, it seemed that the impact was not great now. Now the Chu people actually gained the upper hand.

It seems that the blade she took before was very strange, but it is similar to the skill performed by Guo Jiuling. I just don’t know if it has sequelae. I won’t end up like Guo Jiuling, and I will lose all martial arts skills, right?

Just as he was a little dazed, a splash of water suddenly hit the door. He was shocked. When he turned his eyes, he took a breath of cold air in his heart. The waterfall hanging down in the air actually rolled back. The flow of water poured back poured his whole body into moisture. One stone after another floated up from the ground and slowly rotated. Guo Jiuling's face was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood.

Qin Feng swallowed with some difficulty. The decisive battle between the ninth-level masters was not something that could be seen at all times. He reached out and was afraid of the hilt of the iron knife.

Guo Jiuling groaned and waved his hands. Although there was nothing in his hands, he seemed to be holding something worth tens of thousands of pounds. As he waved his hands, the large and small stones flying in the air roared towards Deng Pu.

Deng Pu Li roared, and his body suddenly rotated. With every rotation of his hand, the leaves on the surrounding trees left the branches one after another, flying in with a sharp roar, gathering together in the air, turning into a huge fist.

The loud noises kept ringing, stones shattered one after another, and the fists made of leaves were shrinking. As they kept hitting each other, Guo Jiuling and Deng Pu were also approaching each other step by step.

Both of them walked in great difficulty. They took one step forward and took a step forward after a while. It seemed that they had a weight of a thousand pounds, but on the wet and damp land, there was not even a shallow footprint left.

Although they walked slowly, they finally met. When all the stones turned into powder and all the leaves dissipated in the air, the two of them finally got together. Guo Jiuling seemed to have met an old friend, with his arms wide open, as if he wanted to hug Deng Pu, while Deng Pu's fists tightly met with him. Without any sound, the pool water beside them suddenly retreated to the other side and hit the cliff heavily.

Deng Pu's face flashed slightly, Guo Jiuling groaned and took a step back. His eyes burst into pieces and blood flowed out in strands.

Going further, Guo Jiuling's clothes all turned into flying catkins and disappeared with the wind.

Qin Feng took a deep breath and stood up suddenly. He knew that he could no longer wait. Guo Jiuling couldn't stop him. As soon as Guo Jiuling lost, he was all over.

Even if he had to die for a lifetime, he had to take a risk. He raised the iron knife high with his hands, and his internal strength surged all over his body, and he concentrated on the two swords. The familiar feeling of burning all over his body appeared again.

I don't care about these things anymore.

Qin Feng jumped down from the top of the cliff, and the iron knife in his hand slashed at Deng Pu with a huge whistling sound.

Deng Puda was the best and was very proud. When Guo Jiuling was in full swing, his skills were not inferior to him. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and used this method of stimulating his whole body's potential. After all, the foundation was insufficient. However, the howling sound from the top of the cliff shocked him. Looking up, he saw a big knife that seemed to be burning was falling from the air.

He roared, raised his hand, clenched his fist, and attacked the air from afar.

Gao Yuan, who was descending into the air, felt that his sword seemed to be slashing on an iron felt. The huge recoil force made him feel that his bones seemed to be falling apart. His figure was no longer under control. He flew out in a rolling and rolling way, first hitting the cliff, and then fell heavily into the pool, causing splashes of water soaring into the sky.

Deng Pu beat Qin Feng away, but he was not very good. Now he and Guo Jiuling were just a short line. At this moment, the force knocked Qin Feng away, but the internal force attached to the knife falling from the sky was extremely strange, like extremely thin insects, breaking through his true energy barrier and twisting to drill into his body. However, Guo Jiuling's counterattack on the opposite side came as scheduled at this time.
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