quick! Ding Yue's second sword was faster than the first!
Before Zheng Shiyi could take a breath, the long sword with a cold light appeared behind him again, stabbing his neck at a faster speed.
"Damn it!" Zheng Shiyi yelled and exploded for ten rounds. Powerful spiritual energy spread throughout his body in an instant.
While Zheng Shiyi performed the "Eight Desolate Steps", he pulled out the Shadowless Knife from his back and turned around to resist Ding Yue's long sword.
The swords collided, and the ferocious force shocked Zheng Shiyi's arms to numbness, his chest ached, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Is this woman too strong? Zheng Shiyi held the shadowless knife tightly, resisting Ding Yue's long sword, gritting his teeth and said: "Are you serious? That's not how sparring works! Could it be that you want to lend me the opportunity to be a sparring partner and take me Can’t he be killed?”
"So be it." Ding Yue looked at Zheng Shiyi calmly, and with a slight movement of his arm, Zheng Shiyi was knocked to the ground.
The instinct of survival made Zheng Shiyi quickly protect the Shadowless Knife in front of him, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "We have agreed before that no matter what disputes there are between us, you will..."
Ding Yue's face was as cold as frost, and the expression on his face did not change at all due to Zheng Shiyi's words. He held the long sword and stabbed Zheng Shiyi in the heart.
Crazy woman! Zheng Shiyi cursed in his heart, holding the Shadowless Knife in both hands, and stepped back. Ding Yue waved his long sword, slashing left and right, turning into thousands of silver wickers to surround people, making it difficult to escape.
"Tsk!"
Zheng Shiyi couldn't dodge, and was stabbed hard in the leg. Bright red blood flowed down his thigh to the ground.
Zheng Shiyi didn't care about this. After struggling to avoid Ding Yue's sword, he finally got up from the ground, took the "Eight Desolate Steps" and ran away from Ding Yue.
Ding Yue also used his body skills, and when Zheng Shiyi stopped after performing the "Eight Desolate Steps", he caught up with him, held his sword and stabbed Zheng Shiyi in the neck.
"I said, beauty Ding Yue, why are you doing this? Even if you hate me again, you won't do this to me. Can we stop and have a good talk?" Looking at the big tree behind him, Zheng Shiyi gulped. Panting: "We are sparring partners, not killing people..."
"No." Ding Yue pursed her lips, swung her jade arm and slashed at Zheng Shiyi's neck.
Zheng Shiyi hurriedly squatted down, and the long sword grazed Zheng Shiyi's scalp. Three sword energy shot out from the long sword forcefully hugged the two of them, and the big tree that they could hug was chopped into three pieces.
"It's so dangerous." Looking at the three pieces of the big tree that fell to the side, Zheng Shiyi secretly sighed that it was so dangerous. If he had been slower to dodge, he would have been cut into three halves!
Ding Yue did not stop there. With a twist of the sword hilt, the cold long sword turned in the opposite direction and went around Zheng Shiyi's head.
"This woman is too cruel..." Zheng Shiyi rolled onto his side and dodged the blow with difficulty.
Zheng Shiyi stood up and was about to use the "Eight Desolate Steps" to escape when Ding Yue hit him on the back.
This palm directly dented his back.
He himself was knocked to the ground by this force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Ding Yue didn't stop and hit Zheng Shiyi with another palm.
Zheng Shiyi felt that his whole body was about to explode. Fortunately, the soul seed's repair of the body relieved the pain.
Zheng Shiyi rolled and crawled, dragging his tired body, dodging Ding Yue's attacks everywhere.
It wasn't until Zheng Shiyi was badly beaten and bruised that he didn't have the strength to stand up. Ding Yue stopped his hand and threw a bottle of elixir in front of Zheng Shiyi, "That's it for today. Let's continue tomorrow."
"Will you continue tomorrow?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Ding Yue in surprise. She tortured herself quite a lot. If the soul seed could not quickly repair the injuries he suffered, he would have died of Ding Yue's torture.
It's not enough for Ding Yue to torment him like this for one day. Will he continue tomorrow? How can this be tolerated
Ding Yue turned her head and glanced at Zheng Shiyi, saying, "I know that the medicine Jingdan gave you is extraordinary. Your injury should be healed tomorrow."
When Zheng Shiyi fought with Lang Liang, he was injured again and again by Lang Liang, but he could recover in the shortest time. Ding Yue obviously lowered his strength when fighting Zheng Shiyi. She did not believe that Zheng Shiyi's injuries would not recover tomorrow.
Ding Yue left after saying this.
Zheng Shiyi rarely took a break. After he recovered, he did not go home immediately. Instead, he lay on the ground for a long time before walking home.
As soon as Zheng Shiyi got home, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.
"Creak."
In the middle of the night, Zheng Shiyi's door suddenly opened, and the person who walked in was Ding Yue, who almost beat Zheng Shiyi to death during the day.
She quickly walked up to Zheng Shiyi, picked up the long sword and stabbed Zheng Shiyi in the neck.
"Not good." Feeling the cold air coming from his neck, Zheng Shiyi felt something was wrong and turned sideways.
"Crack!"
The wooden bed that was stabbed by the long sword instantly broke into two pieces. Zheng Shiyi rolled to the ground. Looking at Ding Yue who was holding a long sword, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Hey, didn't you say we will continue tomorrow? It's still night, so just do it with me!"
Ding Yue put away the long sword, glanced at Zheng Shiyi, and walked out of the room.
"This crazy woman." Zheng Shiyi took a long breath. This woman actually attacked him while he was sleeping. Fortunately, he was alert, otherwise he would have fallen into the hands of this woman this time.
"Let's go pee." Being frightened by Ding Yue, Zheng Shiyi lost all sleep. He got up and walked out of the room and came to the nearby woods.
Zheng Shiyi unbuttoned his pants and was about to pee when a crisp sound of "squeaking" suddenly came from behind him, and then, a chill that made people's hair stand on end came towards his back.
"Not good." Feeling something bad, Zheng Shiyi hurriedly picked up his pants, rolled forward, and rolled to the stone next to him. The long sword in Ding Yue's hand then appeared where he was standing before.
Zheng Shiyi was a little annoyed and pointed at Ding Yue and shouted: "Hey, hey, hey, are you still being unreasonable? You attacked me while I was peeing. If you have the ability, just..."
Before Zheng Shiyi could finish speaking, the long sword in Ding Yue's hand stabbed him again.
Zheng Shiyi dared to challenge Ding Yue again, pulled out the shadowless knife, and fought with Ding Yue.
Although Ding Yue tried his best to control his strength to be equal to Zheng Shiyi, Zheng Shiyi was still seriously injured after a series of chops. Zheng Shiyi lay on the ground like mud, breathing heavily.
Ding Yue put away the long sword and walked aside quietly.
"Hey, she stopped again?" Ding Yue's two stops finally made Zheng Shiyi understand that Ding Yue didn't really want to kill him, but was really his sparring partner.
Otherwise, why would they stop when he was seriously injured
"In that case, if I lie on the ground and can't get up, then won't she not attack me?" Thinking that if he stood up, he would be hacked by Ding Yue, Zheng Shiyi simply lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
"Hmph! Why don't you get up?" Ding Yue snorted in his heart, raised his sword, and stabbed Zheng Shiyi again.
Zheng Shiyi deliberately pretended to be in pain, but he was happy in his heart, "I won't get up and let's see what you can do."
A sound of breaking wind came from Zheng Shiyi's ears, "You won't let me go?"
Feeling something bad, Zheng Shiyi immediately squatted down and looked at the long sword coming towards him. Zheng Shiyi rolled and crawled away and ran away. He covered his chest while running and cursed: "Don't do this, I still have it." hurt."
"Are you still pretending to me?" Ding Yue smiled coldly and stabbed out with a sword, hitting Zheng Shiyi's buttocks. Zheng Shiyi screamed in pain.
However, Ding Yue did not stop there, and stabbed Zheng Shiyi with another sword. Zheng Shiyi's pain was even more miserable than when he screamed just now, and that was it... The mad woman still did not stop chasing Zheng Shiyi.
Zheng Shiyi was chased everywhere by Ding Yue every day. Although he was tortured miserably by Ding Yue every day, he could clearly feel that his progress was extremely rapid every day.
With his current strength, he could kill his original self with one punch.
Ding Yue, who had been chasing her, had suppressed her strength to about the same level as Zheng Shiyi for a long time, so her strength had grown tremendously invisibly.
She is much more proficient in swordsmanship, body skills, and the use of martial arts than before. She believes that if her strength continues to grow at this rate, she will still have a chance to defeat a woman if she meets her again.
In front of a steep stone wall, a man in yellow clothes sat cross-legged on the ground with a golden fan in front of him, a small felt hat on his head, and his hair braided into pigtails.
The spiritual energy around him continued to gather towards him.
"Meng Jinglin!" A man wearing inner sect clothes and a sword mark on his left eye appeared above the stone wall with his arms folded.
"Who?" Meng Jinglin opened his eyes and turned to look at the person who called him.
"The number one on the list is really different. Inner disciple Mi Wei!" The visitor clapped his hands and praised, jumped down from the stone wall and walked towards Meng Jinglin.
"Mi Wei?" Meng Jinglin frowned slightly. Although he was only an outer disciple, he knew the disciples of the inner sect Shanhe List very well. He had indeed never heard of Mi Wei.
Since he is not on the mountain and river list, then this person is not a powerful master.
Meng Jinglin naturally didn't take Mi Wei seriously, but due to their status, he was still polite and responded: "Senior brother, you are serious."
"No matter how different I am from the top of the list, I am just an outer disciple. How can I compare with you inner disciples?"
"Haha!" Mi Wei was extremely proud and laughed towards the sky. The inner disciples were indeed not comparable to the outer disciples. Even if you are number one in the outer gate, no matter how prestigious you are, if you enter the inner gate, will you still be trampled under their feet
Mi Wei was very satisfied with Meng Jinglin's attitude and said kindly: "Since you understand that the disciples of the inner sect are far from comparable to you, the number one in the most famous list, then you naturally know that it is terrible to have no one to protect you after entering the inner sect. "
"In your outer sect, a guy named Zheng Shiyi recently appeared. He bullied my cousin Hu Wenhu several times. Due to the status gap, I am embarrassed to fight against him."
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