Three hundred and twentieth chapters fierce battle king
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The two discussed plans, starting from their respective characteristics, and plans emerged one by one, but were denied one by one. During their discussion, there was Ling Zhong who was eyeing him in the back, but soon, Ling Zhong landed again and began
recover.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Fan opened the distance again. Thirty miles away, there was a relatively dense bush. Ling Fan and Xuan Jian chose this place and landed directly.
"There is no other human aura around, no monsters, only some monsters, which is very safe." Ling Fan immediately investigated the scene and found that this was a very suitable place for combat.
Xuan Jian nodded and surveyed the surrounding terrain, recording the location of the trees and the sagging and protruding terrain under his feet. The carefulness made Ling Fan quite ashamed.
In fact, Xuan Jian is best at sneak attacks. Even the King of Dou, he dares not say that he will not be injured in the face of his sneak attacks. However, he was shot into the fighting spirit and could not hide and lurk.
On the contrary, Ling Fan could escape at any time, but Xuan Jian tried his best to save his life. How could he leave Xuan Jian alone? If a person has forgotten even the grace of saving his life, it would be better to die.
Xuan Jian dug out small pits on the ground, Ling Fan followed behind him, threw daggers into the pit, and then restored the pit extremely seriously, making people unable to see that they were passive.
Xuan Jian’s location of the pit was very particular, and each pit was carefully considered. Ling Fan did not express any opinions on this, and he just buried his head in doing what he should do.
After digging the pit, Xuan Jian said something to Ling Fan. Ling Fan nodded slightly. Then he jumped onto big trees, tied up some vines under the cover of leaves, and then arrowed them one by one.
Fix it on the vine, pull the vine as a bowstring, and then hang a thin line to fix it on the surrounding tree trunk.
Each tree trunk has its own marks unique to Xuan Jian. After doing these, Ling Fan flashed and jumped to a big tree, then his body shook, without a trace, completely hiding.
In the field, Xuan Jian stood with his sword in his arms, his eyes cold, and he looked up at the void. Soon after, a black dot shot out from the void quickly, and Ling Zhong finally arrived.
At this moment, he was full of doubts. Why did the target stay still? Did they say that they knew there was no hope of survival, so they gave up?
When Ling Zhong saw Xuan Jian standing alone in the bushes and exploring that there was no other human breath in it, he couldn't help but laugh cruelly. The laughter was full of pity and jokes.
"Hahaha...boy, have you been abandoned by your companions? No wonder, even if you are your best friend, it is normal to betrayal when you encounter a moment of life and death. I know you hate him very much, come on, tell me
I am his identity, I can help you avenge you and promise to leave you a complete body."
Xuan Jian frowned and showed a painful expression. Although his acting skills were so bad, it was enough to make Ling Zhong more sure of his guess.
With his strength as a Dou King, if the boy was hiding around, then he would have absolutely no reason not to notice. The only reason was that the boy flew away and left his companion behind.
"Boy, I don't have time to waste with you. Even if you don't tell me, I will never let you go! Those who dare to take action against my Ling family will surely die! If you don't tell me, I will have a way to find him. If you do, I will definitely die.
If you are unwilling to accept it, you hate him, then tell me and tell me what that kid is!”
Ling Zhong is worthy of being an old fox. He grasped the enemy's nature very well. Ruoxuan Jian was really betrayed by Ling Fan. Then, in anger, he would definitely develop hatred and reveal Ling Fan's identity.
As long as he knows his identity, Ling Zhong has countless ways to find Ling Fan and then kill him. If he doesn't have an identity, Ling Zhong asked himself that it would have to take some trouble.
Xuan Jian's face darkened, as if he was pondering for a while, but suddenly shook his head: "If you want to kill, come, just say less nonsense."
"Okay! You guy has a talent, so let you take a step first!" Ling Zhong's face darkened, the wind in his palm pressed down with a bang, and the space around him stagnated, and even the wind stopped.
The suffocating momentum fell from the sky, Xuan Jian was neither sad nor happy, the soft sword in his hand rose through the air, the sword light flashed, the sword shadows scattered, and layers of sword nets in the void were intertwined.
These ordinary people will die if they touch these sword nets, which are several times stronger than the ones that Xuan sword condensed in a hurry! Even so, under Ling Zhong's devastating palm wind, the sword nets still collapsed one by one, and were influenced by Ling Zhong's space power.
The sword's body was slightly stiff.
However, he was prepared for it. The soft sword in his hand flashed with a sharp edge, directly breaking through the air and blocking Ling Zhong's palm wind.
clang clang!
Two loud noises came from Ling Zhong's super fighting spirit from the soft sword. Xuan Jian's face turned red when he was pressed, and his feet drifted out of smoke and dust on the ground, drifting backwards.
Ling Zhong sneered, a cruel arc floated on the corner of his mouth, and he condensed his palm again, trying to kill the Xuan Jian with the minimum consumption of fighting spirit.
At this moment, Xuan Jian's body was shocked, he suffered a small injury, and his body was also out of control. For him, there was really no time to resist this palm.
However, he was not worried at all. When he retreated, the soft sword in his hand tightened slightly and his eyes were staring ahead, just like the coldest poisonous snake, which made Ling Zhong feel uncomfortable all over.
boom!
At this moment, an explosion suddenly occurred in the soles of Ling Zhong's feet in front of him. The explosive power, which was not very strong, came so suddenly that Ling Zhong was shocked, and he also made his movements slightly deformed.
It was soon after that, Xuan Jian was prepared, and at this moment he removed the retreating momentum and mastered the sword. The sword light swept across and attacked him.
"A little trick!"
Ling Zhong's face remained unchanged. Facing Xuan Jian's fierce attack, he pointed his fingers and stabilized Xuan Jian's attack, then turned his feet, turned defense into attack, and fought back.
boom!
Another explosion exploded directly under Ling Zhong's feet. The explosion was not prepared for any defense. The dust from the explosion fell on his body, causing his skin to hurt. The energy generated by the explosion also made his just condensed movements useless.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz...
The harsh sword sound exploded, and the sword light of Xuan Jian's sword had condensed into three-foot Qingfeng through the aftermath of the explosion, and the crazy attack came. The fast, accurate and ruthless peerless sword technique was exerted to its extreme in an instant, and he was like a
The famous dancer danced the soft sword in his hand and sealed all the dead corners of Ling Zhong, and even suppressed him under the sword light for a moment.
Ling Zhong felt very wronged. Xuan Jian's strength was far from his. He could have easily solved this kid. Who knew that several attacks were blocked by inexplicable explosions. Now he was backwards under Xuan Jian's sword light.
Who is the King of Fighting?
However, Xuan Jian's suppression was only a moment. Ling Zhong quickly reacted and was about to resolve the attack, but the sword light in Xuan Jian's hand suddenly retracted, and then directly condensed the fighting spirit on the spot.
boom!
Ling Zhong was full of confusion, but another sound of noise broke out, and the soles of his feet exploded again, which not only affected his thoughts, but also made him stagnate.
"Xuanyuan's style, break the galaxy!"
Xuan Jian was just right in the time. Just as Ling Zhong was affected by the explosion, his fighting skills had already condensed. The soft sword in his hand was like mercury pouring from the sky, blocking all the retreat routes in an instant
, densely swept over.
"Hmph! I thought I could deal with me like this? I was delusional!" Ling Zhong did not dare to be negligent, and a angrily shouted, and the fighting spirit condensed. The wind and clouds surged in the palm wind, and finally used the cirrus fighting spirit.
He had no time to condense his fighting skills. After the Jugyun fighting spirit was applied to his hands, his palms turned into afterimages, blocking all the dense sword lights.
His hands were like steel. Whenever he touched the sword light, he would make a "clang clang clang" collision sound. Under Xuan Jian's dense attack, he just took a few steps back slightly without any damage.
"Xuanyuan's second style, slay the moon with anger!" Xuan Jian retracted his sword again, and with the previous sword force, the soft sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a fire that surged into the sky.
After such a stagnation, Ling Zhong naturally reacted, but unfortunately another explosion sounded, preventing Ling Zhong from his counterattack. Xuan Jian's second attack also broke out at this moment.
This attack is not like the first time it is block-based. This attack is completely full of gunpowder smell, almost a series of explosions exploded, and rolling waves and overwhelming fireballs swept over, even Ling Zhong must consume it.
With a lot of fighting spirit, I just blocked this move.
At this moment, Ling Zhong's face was slightly pale. After all, he was injured on his body, and his Dou Qi had only recovered a little. After consumption, his condition naturally became worse and worse.
boom!
"Three styles of Xuanyuan, Cross-Slash!"
boom!
"The four styles of Xuanyuan, the soul-breaking sound!"
boom!
"The five styles of Xuanyuan, crazy abuse!"
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"Xuanyuan's Nine Styles, Shocking!"
The huge sword light, like a giant beast breaking out of a stone, sweeping over madly with the desolate and ancient aura of Dangu.
At this moment, Ling Zhong was almost vomiting blood, not being beaten, but being angry! As the King of Dou, he was actually pressed by Xuan Jian and directly beaten all the sword techniques. This is a great shame.
Especially the explosion that always explodes under his feet seems to have already calculated it, making him unable to defend himself.
He must admit that he had suffered a little injury under Xuan Jian's attack and consumed a huge amount of fighting spirit, but he did not lose. Facing Xuanyuan's Nine Styles, Ling Zhong raised the fighting spirit in his body, and a move to Fengyun Palm.
The sword light was easily broken!
However, just as the sword light shattered, the wind-chasing battle seal on Xuan Jian's sole of the foot was instantly opened. The already extremely fast speed surged again, and it actually walked behind Ling Zhong, carrying the sharp sword energy and exploded towards Ling Zhong.
Rushing over.
"Boy, you're dead!" How could Ling Zhong not see that Xuan Jian was at the moment when he was exhausted. This would be his last rush. No matter how he jumped around before, this move would definitely be necessary
Take his life!
"Storm and clouds shot!" Just as Ling Zhong focused all his attention on Xuan Jian, a big tree suddenly burst out not far away, and more than a dozen arrows broke through the air, finally changing the color of Ling Zhong.
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