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"Good!"

Lu Ren laughed and leaped straight at Feng Qing'er.

He swung a sword in each hand, hoping to use the advantage of his Nine Kill Asura Saint Body to keep Feng Qing'er from finding an opening to counterattack. Even if she did, he could block it with ease.

Lu Ren had honed his two-sword technique to perfection. Wielding both swords at once was like sending two fighters against Feng Qing'er.

Yet Feng Qing'er only raised the corner of her mouth at his assault, her face full of disdain.

"You want to force me to counterattack? Let's see how long you can keep this up!"

Holding her sword in one hand, Feng Qing'er swept it back and forth to block. No matter how Lu Ren attacked, she parried with ease.

But after a dozen exchanges, she finally sensed something wrong. A strange power had slipped into her body.

This guy!

Feng Qing'er frowned. Like a nimble sparrow, she glided backward, trying to put distance between herself and Lu Ren.

Lu Ren stayed right on her heels, giving her no chance to break away. If she gained any distance, she would have an opening to counterattack.

"Hmph. A petty trick!"

Feng Qing'er's figure blurred, splitting into four duplicates. For a moment, Lu Ren could not tell them apart.

Then one duplicate thrust its sword. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surged into its body, circling it in eight rings and drawing on powerful Heaven and Earth Momentum. The force behind that strike soared to its peak.

"Eight rings of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy! Eighth Heaven and Earth Momentum! Feng Qing'er has called on Heaven and Earth Momentum already!"

"How can Lu Ren possibly withstand Eighth Heaven and Earth Momentum?"

The sight stunned the crowd. No one had expected Feng Qing'er to