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Just then, a pleasant voice said, ”It really is a good method.”

Hearing this voice, Zhang Song frowned slightly. He looked up and his face changed drastically. He saw that the person who came was dressed in kimono, and he knew that this woman was Japanese without even thinking about it. However, there was still someone in her hand. It was Mu Xinyi, who had just thrown herself over the wall.

Mu Xinyi's eyes were tightly shut, as if she was in a daze. Seeing that her heart was beating slightly, Zhang Song finally calmed down, and with that lewd smile of his, he looked at the beautiful Japanese woman standing on top of a wall and said: ”Could it be that my eyesight is really that bad, why would someone like you use such a method to deal with me?” Are you that afraid of me? ”The Book of Hiding.”

Upon hearing this, Yi He's beautiful eyes creased slightly. He looked at Zhang Song and said, ”I think you're mistaken. I just don't want your wife to disturb us.”

As she spoke, she gently threw Mu Xinyi who was in her hand. Mu Xinyi then gently walked toward Zhang Song. After catching Mu Xinyi, he saw that she had really only fainted and fell asleep. He immediately felt more at ease. Looking at Mu Xinyi who was lying in his arms, Zhang Song had a gentle expression on his face.

Yi He was slightly angered as he looked at Zhang Song. He asked coldly, ”Are you really that conceited?”

Zhang Song laughed, ”You call this a corruption?” Women are, of course, the object of our men's desire, and she is my love. Don't you think so? ”

Yi He did not know what to say in rebuttal. He could not be bothered to argue with him. He snorted coldly, ”There are only two of us now. This time, we must truly learn your martial arts. I hope you will not disappoint us.”

Seeing him say this, Zhang Song immediately said, ”Okay, although I'm injured, I feel that I'm more than enough to deal with you. Please go ahead!”

Yi He's Scripture had seen him gently place Mu Xinyi, who was in his hand, in a clean place that could be seen from afar. Immediately, he floated down and stood two Zhang away from Zhang Song.

The two quietly looked at each other. Zhang Song could feel the killing intent coming from her. He couldn't help but be startled. Could there be a reason?

He frowned as he sensed the wanton and frenzied sword intent from Yi He's Scripture. Not only was he even more surprised, he could not help but focus his attention and wait for Yi He's domineering sword technique.

Silence. The spacious and dilapidated factory was so quiet that it was hard to breathe. Perhaps it was because of the aura being emitted by the two of them! Swoosh. With a light sound, Zhang Song turned his head to see Yi He's scabbard brushing past his face. The strong wind was blowing against his face, causing it to hurt slightly.

Without waiting for him to calm down, the strong sword qi had already reached his chest. With a cold snort, Zhang Song took a few wrong steps and his body swayed a few times, and a white shadow's sword swept by him. It was Yi He's Hidden Scripture that had attacked him with a sword. An intense sword qi recklessly drilled into the factory floor. Zhang Song's hair was wild from the strong sword qi as it flew through the air. Although the sword brushed past him, it still managed to wound him.

Yi He suddenly swept his sword across Zhang Song's waist. Before the intense sword energy could even touch Zhang Song's body, a tearing sound could be heard. Zhang Song was slightly startled and hurriedly raised his body to the sky, allowing the sharp sword in her hand to slash below him.

He was slightly angered in his heart when he saw the huge gash in her sword Qi. He immediately let out a cold snort, and with a flash of golden light, the blade hidden in his body slashed downwards, blocking the sword that was chasing after him. Borrowing the strength of the clash between the two swords, Zhang Song's body suddenly jumped backwards, wanting to jump out of the range of her sword shadow. However, he heard a snort from Yi He's Scripture. Like a shadow, he followed closely behind, as if he did not want to give Zhang Song the chance to fight back.

The furious Zhang Song snorted coldly and said, ”A woman's ambition is not small.”

Both of his legs spread out in the air, and the blade in his hand slashed down towards Yi He's Hidden Scripture, leaving a golden sword shadow in the air.

”Ding.” The crisp sound of metal colliding rang in the abandoned factory, sparks flying everywhere. Yi He's expression changed, the hand holding his sword seemed unsteady. After retreating a few steps, he was astonished to see Zhang Song attacking him once again before he landed on the ground.

Zhang Song wore the natural smile of a king. Even in the face of the true power of Yi He's Scripture, he did not take it to heart.

Although she was fearful of Zhang Song's intimidating aura that no one dared to look at, Yi He's Scripture was not fearful. A charming luster flashed in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Song's sword slashing down from the sky. After exhaling slightly, she gripped the sword hilt with both hands and chanted an incantation.

”Ding.” The two swords clashed once more. Yi He's Hidden Scripture was forcefully suppressed by his sword. Before she could let go, the blade slipped on her sword and moved towards her delicate arm. Yi He's expression changed. He hurriedly pressed his hands down in an attempt to push down Zhang Song's sword blade.