Shantong’er’s brows furrowed again.
Before he could think any further, Xiao Yuansui said, "Your great achievent is right before you!"
Upon hearing this, Shantong’er’s gaze darkened. He shouted loudly again and wielded his double hamrs as he charged towards Yu Wenye.
This ti, Yu Wenye did not dodge. However, as he saw the copper hamr coming towards his chest again, just like before, he hurriedly gripped his knife handle with both hands and blocked sideways. Just like before, the heavy blow tore open the wounds in his tiger’s mouth further, although this ti he did not retreat, yet the blade was bent a little more.
Seeing this situation, Shantong’er took advantage of the pursuit, wielding both of his copper hamrs, his whole person resembling a windmill, fierce and threatening.
Watching a hamr coming, Yu Wenye hurriedly extended his arm to block, and with the heavy hamr’s blow, under the block of the Mo Blade, both of their supporting legs unconsciously bent, their heels sinking deeply into the ground.
And imdiately, the second hamr ca, Yu Wenye raised his blade to block, yet still did not retreat.
Like this, Shantong’er swung out several hamrs in succession towards Yu Wenye, who remained silent, blocking left and right. Each ti, the copper hamrs landed heavily on the blade, the piercing sound continuously echoing.
After more than ten moves, the Mo Blade in Yu Wenye’s hand had already bent into an angle.
At this mont, even though the knife still glead with a cold light and was perated with a bloody aura, everyone knew one result—
This knife no longer held any power to intimidate!
Previously, because of the bloody scene when Lu Yong was slain, the inhabitants of Wanggang Village who witnessed this scene were shocked to their cores. They not only feared Yu Wenye but also developed a mysterious fear towards the knife in his hand, feeling that the knife had not only slain Lu Yong but was also dripping with Lu Yong’s blood, hanging over everyone’s head in Wanggang Village!
And now, his knife was actually destroyed!
At this, not only Xiao Yuansui but also the disciples around him from Wanggang Village were all excited, their eyes reddened, fists clenched tightly, waving their arms and shouting—
"Kill him!"
"Ninth Master, quickly kill him!"
"Yu Wenye, today is your death day!"
Listening to the increasingly excited shouts, Yu Wenye squinted his eyes slightly but did not reveal any sign of fear, instead, he coldly stared at the bent blade, the cold light intertwining with his stern gaze, sharp as ever.
And Shen Wuzheng, who had been horseback the entire ti beside them, although he had furrowed his brows in the exchanges where Yu Wenye had clearly been at a disadvantage a few tis, seed to suddenly feel sothing at this very mont.
However, his face still showed no expression.
His hand rely tightened slightly on the reins.
At this mont, Xiao Yuansui had already sternly shouted, "Lao Jiu, kill him!"
Upon hearing this, Shantong’er’s spine seed to have suddenly been struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, lifting his head to look at Yu Wenye, only to see Yu Wenye’s face severe and even carrying a hint of calm and composure. Shantong’er gritted his teeth, shouted loudly again, combining both his hands, surprisingly swinging both copper hamrs heavily from both sides towards Yu Wenye’s temples!
This strike, if one does not retreat, there is absolutely no way to defend!
Indeed, as he swung this strike, Yu Wenye finally ceased resisting directly against his impact and instead leapt back sharply, avoiding this blow, but Shantong’er’s reaction was swift, as the two copper hamrs were about to miss their target, he forcibly restrained his strength, sinking the copper hamrs downward, using this force to charge directly at Yu Wenye’s face.
And in this stop and sinking, Yu Wenye’s figure suddenly flickered, rotating past his right side.
Shantong’er was caught off guard, his two copper hamrs missing completely, and the step he took landed squarely in the pit in the ground that Yu Wenye had created to withstand his repeated heavy blows, causing him to trip and fall forward.
anwhile, a sound of wind suddenly ca to his ears.
Unexpectedly, Yu Wenye had already flashed behind him, swinging his long arm, wielding the Mo Blade in a wide arc, forcefully sweeping across from the front; a cold light with wind sharp enough to almost cut through flesh, roaring fiercely.
Shantong’er’s two copper hamrs hurriedly planted onto the ground, only to hear a booming sound as the hamrs sank deeply into the ground, barely stabilizing his figure.
The knife halted just at his neck.
And the bent blade had wound around his neck completely!
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