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<b> Qian Qiqi gave up twice, and in the blink of an eye he even stopped fighting.

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    Both of them were in a shaky state. Meng Shuai, a good man, stood in the middle. Of course, they couldn't refuse.  Logically speaking, at this time the situation is at the end of the road and they are just fighting for their last breath. Meng Shuai stepped forward to stabilize the situation. Duan Lingye and Chen Qian should be relieved at the same time.  However, even the two people who are dying now look angry.  It seemed that Meng Shuai was not here to break up the fight, but to prevent them from taking revenge.  Duan Lingye had a fierce look in his eyes, and regardless of Meng Shuai's obstruction, he stabbed forward with the sharp blade in his hand - Poof!  Blood splatters!  His sharp blade penetrated Meng Shuai's body, splashing a large amount of blood.  Meng Shuai's face turned pale, he pressed the wound, and said with a wry smile: "Well, there is always a price to pay for forcing yourself to take the lead." He stretched out his hand, pushed Chen Qian two feet away, and said, "That's enough.  Don't do it again. Let me apologize to you. Just swallow the blade yourself." Chen Qian spat out the bloody blade, his expression finally showed a bit of fatigue, and he slowly fell down.  Duan Lingye was still bloody, but his expression became excited. He stared at Chen Qian and pointed at himself.  Seeing Chen Qian fall, Meng Shuai nodded and announced, "You win." Duan Lingye wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and fell to the ground with a plop.  Meng Shuai twitched the corner of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't because it affected the wound and hurt his bones. He cursed: "What the hell, why did I receive this knife? It's not like I couldn't beat them. I knocked them down with one punch."  Isn't it okay?" As he scolded, he turned his power, and there was only a rustling sound in his ears, which was the sound of the tide.  The tide is coming!  Whitecaps came from behind the whale and washed up on the metallic shore like a rising tide.  Meng Shuai sat on the ground and let the raging waves drown him, Duan Lingye and Chen Qian as well.  Of course he was not in a hurry, he was the one who called Lang.  Hundreds of miles away, the divine turtle opened its mouth wide and swallowed water. In the salty sea, it opened a path of pure water and spread to the metallic land.  The water that drowned Meng Shuai was the purest water, coming from his divine realm.  Even if the catalpa washes the wound, it will not cause any harm. Instead, it gently cares for his injury and everyone's injury.  The unconscious bodies of Chen Qian and Duan Lingye floated naturally in the water.  Strangely, the wound that had been losing blood did not spread more blood in the water. Instead, after the floating blood was washed away, the wound was wrapped by the water, and the person was also wrapped, as if it existed in a big bubble, independent of the vastness.  in the flood.  When the two of them stabilized, Meng Shuai rose from the water, stepped on the water erratically, took small steps, stretched out his hand and pointed, the bubbles of the two turned into two balls of light and came to his hand.  He waved his hand, and the tide receded from the metal island, and he returned to the vast sea.  In a matter of seconds, tides come and go, life and death, Meng Shuai is like a god.  When Duan Lingye woke up, he found that he was still in the bubble.  He was startled and almost choked on his water. He rushed forward a few steps and was already out of the bubble range.  Outside is the sky and the earth, the warm sunshine shines on the body, the water droplets dissipate like ice and snow, leaving only warmth and comfort.  Duan Lingye squinted his eyes in contentment, then opened them wide.  There is a person standing in front of him, his hard outline is like a sculpture, his straight figure complements the fierce light of the sword around him.  Chen Qian!  Duan Lingye frowned and said, "Why are you here? Are you looking for death?" Chen Qian gave him a cold look and said, "He is defeated." These four words made Duan Lingye feel like he had never seen anything in his life.  All the anger he had suffered was taken away at this moment. Duan Lingye slowly let out a breath and said: "Who lost?" Chen Qian said: "You." Duan Lingye said: "If Meng Shuai hadn't been stabbed for you, you should be right now  Nail it on the cliff in my territory. I can hold a special exhibition for you and earn a few taels of silver by hanging you for a hundred years. "I have at least three chances to kill you."  Once during the battle, once at the end of the battle, you know it. The most recent time was when I was waiting for you for an hour. If I went in and gave you a knife, what do you think you would do? " Duan Lingye?  Shi Dao: "So, it's not about comparing who is stronger, but who recovers faster? I suggest you learn from earthworms. Cut them into two pieces and you can survive in two. If you cut them into seventy or eighty pieces, you can form a team.  "Chen Qian said coldly: "Weren't you the one who was stabbed seventy or eighty times?" Duan Lingye said: "Come out and let me improve your memory."; At this time, someone said: "Can you two calm down for a while? Why not just wait quietly for a meal? My temple is small, don't tear it down for me." After saying that, Meng Shuai came over and compared the two of them.  , he actually had a smile on his face, but it was a bit of a wry smile.  It's really hard to support these two great gods. At least one of them must have his own temple, otherwise the temple will collapse in a matter of minutes.  When Duan Lingye and Chen Qian saw him arriving, their expressions softened slightly, but they could not turn their anger into laughter.  At most, his face would look better, which would be a great honor to Meng Shuai.  Meng Shuai clapped his hands and said: "Brother Duan, is this your first time coming to my place? I will show you the kindness of a landlord and take you around my territory. Brother Chen" Chen Qian turned around and said:  "I'm leaving." Meng Shuai waved his hand and said: "Remember to come back when you have dinner." At that moment, Meng Shuai led Duan Lingye to his black earth world and showed him the cities, sects and villages under his rule.  Martial arts inheritance, city life, and natural wildness.  He also showed him the conditions of other priests who he had brought back from the sea to see how they improved.  After the visit, Meng Shuai said: "How is it? My place is good, isn't it?" Duan Lingye said: "The place is good. It is indeed low in metal." Meng Shuai also did not deny that his sacred land also has iron ore and copper mines, which are enough  People entered the Iron Age, but after all, they lacked those special mineral deposits, so the development of weapons never took off. Similarly, the development of sealing techniques also lagged behind martial arts.  He said: "So I hope that your world will be in alliance with mine, and we can each get what we need. To show your sincerity, you can build a villa in my territory. The materials will be donated and the decoration will be free of charge." Duan Lingye said: "Before, I  As I said, I don¡¯t object, but there are conditions. Your strength must be recognized by me.¡± Meng Shuai said: ¡°Didn¡¯t you fight Chen Qian before? Why, do you think his strength is not enough?¡±  Ling Ye said: "One code is another code. He is him and you are you. I fight him because I don't like him. What does it have to do with recognition? It is impossible for me to recognize him." Meng Shuai said: "Okay.  Well, you still have to fight me. That¡¯s fine. Then you have to go back to your world.¡± Duan Lingye said, ¡°No need, isn¡¯t it possible here?¡± Meng Shuai said, ¡°No, I¡¯m a landlord, and the advantages here are too great.  It's too big. You should understand. "It doesn't matter to me," Duan Lingye said. "Well, since you are open-minded, it is always fair to go to the sea, right?"  Shuai shook his head and said: "The sea is still my advantageous area. It is all water. Fighting there will be too bad for you." Duan Lingye raised his eyebrows and said: "I still don't believe it. It's on the sea. Unless you see  I can¡¯t afford it.¡± Meng Shuai said, ¡°That¡¯s fine. Let¡¯s go.¡±  The two left Turtle Back and saw Chen Qian following them.  Duan Lingye just ignored him, Meng Shuai said with a smile: "Where are you going?" Chen Qian said: "Since it's a battle, I want to take a look." Meng Shuai said: "Are you here to cheer me up?" Chen Qian said: "I'll come.  Look at your level and decide when to fight with you. If the gap is too big, there is no need to fight." Meng Shuai smiled and said, "I hope I won't disappoint you." At this time, the two of them have arrived at the sea.  Far away from the turtles and whales, there were only three people left in the vast sea, two fighting and one bystander.  In fact, there was such a scene on Whale Island before, but a combatant and a bystander fell apart.  Compared with the violent golden energy before, Duan Lingye became much more restrained. He stood quietly, with only circles of golden aura surrounding him, like a golden dragon rising from the sea to absorb water.  The sea breeze blew by, making a "clanging" friction sound with the golden breath.  That was the sound of the sword being pulled out of the scabbard. When hearing such a sound, people would straighten their backs unconsciously, like a thorn.  Gradually, in the golden field, vague sharp weapons condensed. Most of them were in the shape of swords. They slowly rotated in the direction of the dragon absorbing water, and a vortex of ten thousand swords was formed.  If you look closely, you will see that each of those swords is different. They are by no means a simple copy. They may be longer or shorter, thicker or thinner, and even the lines on the swords may be different.  And if you look closer, you will find that there is a faint shadow on each sword. It is a human figure, like a phantom attached to the sword, and like a swordsman holding the sword.  "Sword Spirit Psychic Sword Domain." Chen Qian frowned, "It turns out that his domain is still so mysterious, and the previous metal world restricted him." At this time, Chen Qian also thought clearly, Duan Lingye's  The field is originally psychic and has incredible powers.However, on the metal island, the power he can borrow is too much, so much so that he can use absolute power to form a overwhelming force. On the contrary, the magical skills in the field have no place to use, and it is really hard to say whether it is a gain or a loss.  So, Duan Lingye was liberated on the high seas, how did Meng Shuai deal with it?  Chen Qian turned around and saw Meng Shuai.  Duan Lingye was still, Meng Shuai was even more still than him.  He didn¡¯t move at all, he just stood on the sea.  The waves were surging one after another, making a rustling sound.  The rhythm is so even, as if the second hand is turning, once and for all, it is an everlasting melody.  Chen Qian looked at him, confused at first, then slowly opened his eyes, but his pupils narrowed - sweat fell from his forehead unknowingly, and fell into the back of his neck with the coolness of stars.  His hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife, holding it tighter and tighter.  Duan Lingye remained motionless in the golden vortex, seeming to be waiting for the opportunity, but this waiting was too long and almost stagnated.  Suddenly, the golden color faded.  Ten thousand swords dissipated.  On the sea, only Duan Lingye was left, muttering: "No more fighting."
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