Only Sword Immortal

Although the flying needles that were shot out were all sent flying by Wu Gangjin, the flying needles that were sent flying had weakened, but under Wu Gangjin's continuous slashes, they dispersed in all directions, some of them shooting towards the people who were fighting on the ground.    

"Chi chi chi …!"    

Amongst the people who were fighting in the plaza, there were some who were unlucky. They were shot down by the flying needles.    

Although the strength of these flying needles were not strong enough to kill these people, at that moment, no one wanted to be hit by these scattered flying needles!    

"Hah!"    

Seeing such a situation occur, Wu Gangjin shouted out angrily.    

"Whoosh!"    

Then, he saw him suddenly increase his speed, and rushed towards Lan Jiufeng.    

In that moment, Wu Gangjin's speed was extremely fast, in a blink of an eye he was already in front of Lan Jiufeng.    

"Shua!"    

Immediately after, the magic sword in his hand shone brightly, immediately transforming into a dazzling sword light, with an extremely fast speed, he slashed at Lan Jiufeng's neck.    

"Whoosh!"    

Instantly, Lan Jiufeng's brain flashed, and Wu Gangjin's magic sword immediately slashed across an inch away from his throat.    

After Lan Jiufeng's head flashed for a moment, his figure immediately turned and leaped to the side, pulling the distance between him and Wu Gangjin.    

At the same time, the flying needles in his hands suddenly shot towards Wu Gangjin.    

"Whoosh!"    

At that moment, the flying needle that was shot out, like a phoenix line, with a speed as fast as lightning, pierced towards Wu Gangjin's heart.    

Facing Wu Gangjin whose strength was perhaps stronger than Lan Jiufeng, Lan Jiufeng went all out with this needle attack and did not hold back at all.    

And the speed at which this needle shot out from Lan Jiufeng's body nearly reached the limits of what Lan Jiufeng could currently display.    

In that instant, the flying needle had already reached Wu Gangjin's chest. On the tip of the needle, the air of the needle was being absorbed;    

"Shua!"    

This flying needle was extremely quick and sudden, arriving in front of Wu Gangjin's chest in the blink of an eye. This immediately caused's expression to change greatly, and shock filled his eyes.    

However, Wu Gangjin's strength was there, so naturally, his reaction speed was extremely fast since he was strong.    

"Clang!"    

He immediately retracted his sword and pressed it against his chest. With a horizontal stroke, the sword perfectly blocked the flying needles.    

Although it seemed as if Wu Gangjin had blocked this needle, the force of impact from the needle was not something that could be easily dispelled.    

However, it was fortunate that Wu Gangjin was extremely fast, when he was struck by the impact of the flying needle, he was immediately sent flying backwards.    

As Wu Gangjin flew a few meters away, he stopped in mid-air and stared fixedly at Lan Jiufeng who was in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes.    

"This flying needle might not be powerful, but it's extremely fast. It's not that easy to deal with!"    

In that moment, although Wu Gangjin could feel in his heart that the power of this Lan Jiufeng's flying needle wasn't very strong, the flying needle that he shot out was definitely not as fast as normal.    

"As expected of the leader of these Witch Clan traitors, his strength is truly unfounded!"    

And in Lan Jiufeng's eyes, was also an expression of surprise.    

The needle just now, was already the fastest he could unleash. However, even with such speed, he was still unable to injure Wu Gangjin.    

From that moment onwards, Lan Jiufeng had already known in his heart that the battle that he was about to face tonight was filled with endless difficulties and even more dangerous.    

"Your cultivation is about to reach the third level of the White Tiger!"    

After Wu Gangjin dodged this needle, Lan Jiufeng still endured asking.    

"That's right!"    

Hearing that, Wu Gangjin nodded his head with a pleased expression, and said: "If you gave me another month, you would have died under my sword!"    

"Is that so? When you're dreaming, you might be able to do it! "    

Lan Jiufeng naturally understood in his heart what kind of change he would experience in one month's time. Naturally, it was when his cultivation had reached the third level of the White Tiger.    

And the difference between the peak of the second level and the initial strength of the third level was very obvious.    

Thus, it was not strange at all for Wu Gangjin to say what he had just said.    

But in that moment, Lan Jiufeng could not lose to Wu Gangjin in terms of momentum.    

"In your dreams? Do you really think that with your strength as a level two White Tiger, you can really stop me? "    

"Humph!" Didn't you just get pushed back by me? What are you bragging about? " Lan Jiufeng immediately countered.    

Ah!" You are courting death!     

When Wu Gangjin heard this, he immediately let out an angry roar, but just now, he was in a rather sorry state as he barely managed to block Lan Jiufeng's attack.    

"Courting death? You might as well do it! "    

At that moment, although Wu Gangjin was very angry in his heart, he was still a bit hesitant with Lan Jiufeng's strength.    

Because the needle that almost killed him was still flashing through his mind from time to time!    

Whether it was in terms of speed or aura, Lan Jiufeng was extremely afraid of this needle that had shot out from his side.    

At that moment, if it wasn't for his reaction and speed being a little bit faster, perhaps that flying needle would have already pierced his chest.    

When Lan Jiufeng saw the hesitation in Wu Gangjin's eyes, he understood in his heart that fear had already arisen within him, and he did not dare to rush in and lose his life.    

Lan Jiufeng had already felt that he was weaker than Wu Gangjin, but now that he saw the hesitation in's eyes, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. If he did not attack, then he would not be in a hurry.    

As for the two clansmen who were fighting underneath the two of them, they did not stop their attacks just because Lan Jiufeng and Wu Gangjin were not fighting for the time being.    

"KILL, KILL, KILL ~ ~!"    

On the other hand, the fighting between the two races became even more intense. The shouts of battle rose and fell one after another.    

"Dang, dang, dang, dang ~ ~ ~!"    

"Chi chi chi …!"    

"…"    

As the battle cries of the two races grew louder and louder, the killing intent between the two races also became stronger and stronger.    

In a split-second, the eyes of those who were still standing turned blood-red. They all stared at each other as if they were looking at a great enemy, as if they had to tear him to shreds.    

As the killing aura of the group grew thicker and thicker, the number of corpses on the ground increased.