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Chapter 1792 Brother and Sister

This is no longer a duel between top experts, but can only be regarded as a fight with ordinary strength.

Because both of them are at the end of their power, they can't squeeze out much strength.

But they are fighting for their own beliefs.

If it were the past, Xia Xin would hesitate and dare not take action or something.

But after experiencing so many things, he also understood.

It’s not something that can be solved by saying a few words or saying an apology.

The misunderstanding between the two is no longer at that level.

He had to defeat Xia Ye and then tell him what he thought.

Therefore, there must be no kindness of a woman.

A moment of kindness is only for the sake of every night and never going home again.

Therefore, Xia Xin tried his best.

He was desperately squeezing his almost dry body, squeezing out his physical strength, and fighting hard.

The dagger cut through the night sky and made a dull sound of breaking through the air.

The thin sword waved a dazzling silver light under the night.

The blades collided from time to time, and the sparks that broke out reflected the faces of the two. Xia

Every time Xin waved his arm, he felt that his body was as heavy as a mountain, becoming heavier and heavier. Every time he waved, he had to use all his strength.

And Xia Ye's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the condensed vision gradually dissipated, and the wounds in her body began to crack again with her violent movement.

This has also reduced her body sensitivity by several levels.

After a few fights, both of them had a significant decline in strength.

Some high-level skills are basically useless.

Now I am afraid that any ordinary-level master can easily defeat two people at the same time.

However, the movements in the hands of the two did not stop.

When Xia Ye retreated to a tree, he slashed his sword at Xia Xin's neck.

Xia Xin danced in front of his neck, and two "shocking" sounds blocked Xia Ye's long sword.

Ye glared on the tree behind him with his little feet, his delicate body flipped up, and his long sword swept over Xia Xin's head from bottom to top.

He leaned back on his head and stroked a dagger to block Xia Ye's attack again, then reached out and grabbed Xia Ye who was turning over in the air.

For the past, Xia Ye was quick to pass through the air, and even she could use the power to turn around in the air.

But now that the physical strength is dry, the movement of turning over in the air is quite slow.

Xia Xin blocked the sword with a dagger in his right hand and grabbed it with his left hand.

Ye Changjian danced and attacked Xia Xin's left hand.

Xia Xin's dagger slanted and stabbed towards the back of Xia Ye's head in the air, which forced Xia Ye to stretch out his right hand to defend, then stretched out his left hand, grabbed Xia Xin's left wrist in the mid-air, trying to leap away with the force.

I don’t know that Xia Xin can’t bear too much force now. She grabbed Xia Xin and wanted to jump with the force. Xia Xin also grabbed her hand, completely unable to support Xia Ye’s downward pressure.

He directly pressed his body to the ground with an unbalanced body.

It also caused Xia Ye, who was holding his wrist, to be caught in the air, and fell backwards, hitting Xia Xin's face with one head, and then plunged to the ground.

Both of them had a mess of tricks.

"It hurts so much!"

Xia Ye's head was severely damaged, and his little face turned into a bitter gourd. He whispered in a low voice, immediately reached out and pressed it on the ground, trying to jump up.

Xia Xin was injured on his face and felt that his nose was about to hit the couch. Tears naturally came out, but he rushed over without hesitation and hugged Xia Ye who wanted to leap again.

This also caused Xia Ye to fall down again with him and the two of them rolled into a ball.

Ye snorted coldly, "Get out of here, don't touch me."

Xia Xin wanted to hug Xia Ye tightly, but Xia Ye punched her in the face with a fist.

This is not a fist of love, it is a fist of real one.

Xia Xin's body, which was already seriously injured, was directly hit by a punch and lost his strength.

But I still grabbed it very tightly.

Ye took the opportunity to hit Xia Xin's head with his forehead to his forehead.

This is actually the move that the two of them had fought a long time ago.

I was in elementary school, and there were still frequent fights at summer nights.

However, it was not this summer night, but another summer night, and I always learned to fight in Xia Xin.

This move comes from Xia Xin.

Compare whose brain is hard. Xia

Ye Yi smashed his head over, which made Xia Xin faint.

I pressed Xia Xin with one hand and thought about it, but found that Xia Xin was still holding it tightly and couldn't get up.

He lowered his head and smashed his head down again.

Xia Xin suddenly felt a star on his head, dizzy, but he still refused to give in. He gasped and said, "No, naive, this is...my move, be careful, don't smash your head."

"Don't talk to me, traitor!"

People are a bit transformed into street fights.

Ye mercilessly, he punched Xia Xin again, while hitting Xia Xin's face, and then pressed his knee on Xia Xin's stomach.

Next, Xia Xin's injured body could not bear it at all.

With a dry retching, the force on the hand also relaxed.

Xia Ye took the opportunity and stepped on Xia Xin's stomach, quickly retreated, and widened the distance between the two.

Then he raised his sword directly, widened his eyes and said, "You'd better die for me. The next move will kill you."

He gasped for a few desperate times, adjusted his body, and then filled the strength of his hands... Li
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