martial arts.
He was very familiar with that man's moves. He only needed to fight him with one move, just one move, and he would be able to confirm it.
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When the man saw Zhou Jing'an flying towards him, he raised his lips and smiled.
This kid is still so stubborn.
He suppressed his smile, folded his paper umbrella, held it horizontally to block, and hit his back against the car wall, barely blocking Zhou Jing'an's slashing knife.
"Master Zhou, you've already injured my brother. Are you still going to harm me?"
Zhou Jing'an's cheeks were tense, and the coldness in his eyes grew more and more intense.
He didn't answer, but raised his sword and attacked again.
The man used his umbrella as a sword and exchanged two moves with him.
Her figure was graceful and the gauze curtains were swaying gently, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
Zhou Jing'an's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
Still not right.
That person never bothered to use such fancy moves.
Moreover, the person's gesture of holding the umbrella was incorrect and the force he exerted was different.
He was just thinking to himself when he suddenly heard the person in front of him say with a smile: "Master Zhou, is that your fiancée?"
Zhou Jing'an was shocked. Before he could even look back, he saw a small group of people on horseback rushing over. They reported to Qian Sidu, who was about to attack again, "There's no one in the carriage returning to the city."
At this time, the person who had been silent in the carriage also came out. It was Wanran.
He was still wearing the same crescent-white long coat, his black hair was loose, his face was a little pale, and a sword was held at his neck.
Zhou Jing'an raised his sword and was about to step forward, but suddenly he sensed a murderous intent. He dodged in a hurry and felt a pain in his shoulder.
A wooden sword deflected from his heart as he dodged and pierced his shoulder. The iron arrowhead was so powerful that it pierced his left shoulder, drawing a stream of blood.
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