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After a series of combos, the suspended Heart-Cutting Sword suddenly stabbed into the ground.

As Wang Zhe and others retreated, Xiao Bosheng's life quickly faded away.

Xiao Bosheng felt his life slipping away, but the pain in his heart gave him the last bit of strength.

In this way, Xiao Bosheng slowly crawled towards Liu Xueer. His body slowly moved forward. Although they were only a few feet away, it seemed as if they were thousands of miles apart. In this way, he slowly crawled towards Liu Xueer.

At this time, Liu Xueer was not completely dead yet, and there was endless love in her eyes.

"Brother Xiao... in the next life... in the next life... I want... I want... to be... your... woman..."

After Liu Xueer finished speaking, her pupils turned gray and blood gushed out of her mouth. Just like this, a series of sad and beautiful pictures were frozen in Xiao Bosheng's mind.

"No! Don't do that!" Xiao Bosheng struggled to crawl forward, and the blood flowing from his body left long drag marks on the ground.

Under the disdainful gazes of Wang Zhe and others, Xiao Bosheng slowly crawled to Liu Xueer's. When Xiao Bosheng was about to touch that cold little hand, a big foot stepped directly on his wrist, preventing Xiao Bosheng from moving forward.

Wang Zhe looked coldly at the two fingers that were only an inch apart: "Just a little bit! What a pity! And regret is the most beautiful thing in the world, isn't it?"

Wang Zhe said as he kicked out.

The kick hit Xiao Bosheng's abdomen hard, and the impact like a cannonball instantly sent him flying more than ten feet away.

Wang Zhe jumped in front of Xiao Bosheng again: "Genius? That's all! The monkey tricks are over! You can die now!"

As Wang Zhe spoke, lightning flashed in his hand, and he punched Xiao Bosheng's head with a thunder arc.

At this moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared. Xiao Bosheng, who was originally lying on the ground, turned over and caught Wang Zhe's punch with one hand.

Xiao Bosheng lay on the ground, his eyes clenched with anger, and uttered a sentence through his tightly clenched teeth: "You made me loveless! You killed my beloved!"

With Xiao Bosheng's loud shout, the Heart-Severing Sword instantly appeared beside him. Wang Zhe wanted to pull back his arm, but was held tightly by Xiao Bosheng.

Wang Zhe was horrified and quickly hit Xiao Bosheng in the face with his other hand. Xiao Bosheng somersaulted and did not stand up, but his feet stepped heavily on Wang Zhe's face.

Wang Zhe was briefly unconscious, and then his neck felt cold. Xiao Bo kicked him hard, and Wang Zhe's head was separated from his body by dozens of feet.

"None of you can leave today!" Xiao Bosheng said as a scroll appeared in his hand. When the scroll was opened, dozens of Wang family members around him instantly lost their spiritual power perception. Even Liu En and Wang Cheng who were confronting each other in the air fell down.

As an immortal technique, "The Art of the Robbery Sword" naturally has more than just the skill of flying sword. The sword moves in it are even more mysterious.

Xiao Bosheng flew up and down, and while turning and twisting, he easily chopped off the heads of more than a dozen Wang family members. When the other members of the Wang family saw this killing-like Xiao Bosheng, they instantly lost their courage and turned around to escape.

But Xiao Bosheng was already bloodthirsty at this time, with only killing in his mind. The wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the people of the Wang family fell in a pool of blood one after another.

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth in hatred: "Damn it! It was so close! It was so close! You bastard! Not only did you kill my son! You also ruined my good deeds! You really deserve to die!"

Wang Cheng leaped violently, and his strong body allowed him to leap three feet away. In just two or three leaps, he arrived in front of Xiao Bosheng, and then punched Xiao Bosheng in the face.

Xiao Bosheng did not dodge or evade, but pointed his sword directly at Wang Cheng's throat. This reckless fighting style actually gave him the upper hand.

Wang Cheng must be a veteran Jindan powerhouse. Even if his martial arts skills are not outstanding, his combat experience is far superior to Xiao Bosheng. He shook his head violently, and the sword blade passed across his throat. His right hand suddenly pressed against the inside of Xiao Bosheng's arm to prevent the sword from getting close to him, and his left hand punched Xiao Bosheng on the chin.

Liu En majored in formation, so naturally he could not match Wang Cheng's speed without spiritual power. By the time he got close to Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng's left fist had already knocked Xiao Bosheng into the air, and then his right fist hit Xiao Bosheng's abdomen heavily.

Xiao Bosheng flew backwards into the air, his whole body bent like a big shrimp.

Liu En hurriedly shouted: "Wang Laogou, your opponent is me!"

Wang Cheng kicked Liu En away and said, "You are like a dog. What use are you without spiritual energy? Wait until I kill this guy, and then it will be your turn! Don't be impatient!"

Liu En's old face turned red and white, he couldn't blame Xiao Bosheng, because if Xiao Bosheng hadn't taken out the Guiyuan Realm at that time, the purple thunder dragon would have swallowed him. It was also because of the Guiyuan Realm that he saved his life. It's just that he couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had suffered such humiliation, maybe thirty or forty years. But he didn't move, because he knew that if he went forward at this time, he would be a burden. It would be useless and would only make Xiao Bosheng restricted.

Xiao Bo violently pushed away the beam that hit him, and then stared at Wang Cheng: "She died because of you! I want you to be buried with her!"

Wang Cheng sneered: "You've been beaten into such a state, and you're still pretending? How about I give you a chance? Give me the forbidden magic weapon and I'll spare your life. I can swear an oath to the heavens."

Xiao Bosheng ignored Wang Cheng. He took a few steps slowly at first, then walked faster and faster. In an instant he was in front of Wang Cheng and slashed his sword straight at Wang Cheng's throat.

Wang Cheng was experienced and dodged the fatal blow with just a slight flick of his body.

Then Wang Cheng punched Xiao Bosheng again, but Xiao Bosheng held the sword across his chest and easily blocked Wang Cheng's fist with a casual movement.

The gloves collided with the sword, and then Xiao Bosheng pulled it down hard, and the gloves and the sword made a sharp sound like the erhu's final song.

Wang Cheng looked at Xiao Bosheng in shock: "What you have in your hand is actually a mysterious magic weapon! Who are you?"

Xiao Bosheng jumped back to create some distance, and replied coldly: "Xiao Bosheng of the Xiao family!"

When Wang Cheng heard that it was the Xiao family, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "But is it the Xiao family in Tianxin City?"

Xiao Bosheng's eyes became colder and colder: "So what if it is? So what if it is not? Even if you speak eloquently today, you will die!"

As Xiao Bosheng spoke, he suddenly leaped forward, and the cold blade in his hand actually made a buzzing sound.

Wang Cheng was even more shocked: "It's actually the sword intention! Then I won't let you go..."

Before Wang Cheng could finish his words, a three-foot-long piece of cold iron pierced his throat.