Lin Xiu, who was standing still, had no change in his expression. His punch looked no different from the previous one, but in fact, his soul was covered by the second punch.
Although this punch achieved the expected effect, Lin Xiu was not happy because he knew that this kind of move could only catch the opponent by surprise. If the opponent was prepared, the effect would be great.
discount.
"I really underestimate you, but I won't make the same mistake a second time."
Jian Nanfei raised his palm again and formed it in front of him. This palm was no longer as soft as before, but contained an unmatched momentum, and blasted towards Lin Xiu. This time, Jian Nanfei actually took the initiative to launch an attack.
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"Shaking Mountain Palm!"
A palm struck, carrying the hunting palm wind, and it was extremely powerful. Seeing this, Lin Xiu's foot-passing Wuhen move was activated again, and he left the place in an instant, moving half a meter away.
And the moment Lin Xiu just left, Jian Nanfei's Mountain-Shaking Palm also struck, tearing the remaining image to pieces.
"Afterimage?!" Lin Xiu's actions this time surprised Jian Nanfei again. How fast did it take to reach this level? His eyes gradually darkened, and it seemed that he would not be able to do anything unless he took some measures.
It's hard to hurt the kid in front of you.
Lin Xiu, who teleported away, did not relax at all because he dodged the blow. He knew that the opponent's ultimate move had not been used yet, and he had to actively defend and counterattack.
Sure enough, Jian Nanfei, whose eyes were dimming, suddenly burst out with a shocking sword power. His feet shook, and a blood-red long sword on his back came out of its sheath and shot straight into the sky.
"He actually forced Jian Nanfei to pull out the bloodthirsty sword. It seems that Lin Xiu is really capable." The people in the audience looked at the blood-red sword rising into the sky in amazement and said.
"It's just some heresy. As soon as Jian Nanfei's bloodthirsty sword comes out, I guarantee that he, Lin Xiu, will be defeated." The person next to him was obviously a loyal fan of Jian Nanfei. At this time, he curled his lips and said,
It is the way of disdain.
"That's right, don't forget, this bloodthirsty sword is a middle-grade mortal weapon. Coupled with Jian Nanfei's superb sword skills, a small seven-star warrior is nothing!"
"When a bloodthirsty sword is drawn, it will be stained with human blood!"
After everyone saw the bloodthirsty sword unsheathed, everyone looked shocked and spoke in surprise.
"Boy, if you can force me to use my sword, even if you lose, you will be proud of yourself." Jian Nanfei jumped up on the stage, like a prancing hare, and grabbed the blood-red sword with one hand.
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The moment he held the bloodthirsty sword, Jian Nanfei seemed to be a different person. His whole person and the sword were as one, and his blood-colored eyes were full of bloodthirsty fanaticism.
The long sword was waved, and Jian Nanfei, who had landed on the ground, tapped his toes, jumped up again, and dived straight towards Lin Xiu.
"There are many shadows of blood!" The bloodthirsty sword pierced down in mid-air, violently erupting with a surge of sword power, and a ball of scarlet blood shadows burst out from it, with many phantoms.
Seeing the situation, Lin Xiu's eyes were more solemn than ever before. He knew that only by using a sword to fly south could he be called the 'Son of the Sword God'. With a thought, an ordinary long sword flew out of the space ring and was struck by him.
Hold it in your hand.
"Since there is a sword competition, I will accompany you!"
"The sword points to the earth!"
This move was used again after the last one, but the power was far greater than the last one. It was an ordinary long sword, but at this moment it felt indestructible, as if it could suppress everything in the world.
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The ordinary long sword became extremely thick at this time, like the heart of the earth, 'dong dong dong dong', emitting a wonderful resonance.
Lin Xiu held the long sword in his hand and when his body rushed up, the bloodthirsty sword covered in blood shadows was already attacking.
"Boom!" The sword moves met. It seemed like a simple collision, but it contained a shocking momentum.
Above Lin Xiu's head, the two swords were locked in a stalemate with their own power. Bloody mist erupted from the bloodthirsty sword and slowly spread towards Lin Xiu.
Weird, this was Lin Xiu's first feeling after the two swords came into contact. The power of the bloodthirsty sword did not rush forward, but slowly penetrated through the scarlet blood shadow. He could clearly feel the power in his arm.
The blood has lost some control and is rushing towards the sword crazily.
Jian Nanfei's blood-red eyes looked coldly at Lin Xiu, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "The bloodthirsty sword feels good, isn't it?"
"This can't continue like this!" Lin Xiu glanced at the blood gushing out of his palms and shouted coldly in his heart. He quickly abandoned the sword and retreated violently.
"Want to retreat? It's not that easy!" Seeing Lin Xiu's intention to retreat, Jian Nanfei snorted coldly, and the heavy blood shadow of the bloodthirsty sword took advantage of the situation to press down and approach Lin Xiu step by step.
Lin Xiu, who had abandoned the long sword, had not yet made any movement with his feet. Within his pupils, the bloody sword shadow was pressing down on him, and it would soon touch his body. If he was stabbed by the bloodthirsty sword, I am afraid that the blood in his body would
The blood will be absorbed by it crazily, and the middle-grade mortal weapon is really powerful.
"However, you are not the only one who has a medium-grade mortal weapon!"
"Black Armor Shield!"
When the bloodthirsty sword struck, Lin Xiu did not panic. As soon as his mind moved, a shield the size of a palm suddenly appeared on Lin Xiu's chest.
Hearing this, Lin Xiu shouted coldly. Jian Nanfei thought he had any other tricks, but when he saw such a small and ugly slap, he sneered, "End it!"
The bloodthirsty sword, with its sharp tip, like the fangs of a giant beast, pierced Lin Xiu's chest. The next moment was the bloodthirsty moment, but at this moment, an ink-colored shield phantom blocked the way of the long sword.
, Jean's bloodthirsty sword has always been unable to make any progress.
The ink-colored phantom was transformed into a palm-sized shield. The black armored shield was the prize of Lin Xiu's hunting competition. Unexpectedly, it would come in handy at this time.
This sudden change made the blood in Jian Nanfei's eyes even more intense. He did not expect that this seemingly inconspicuous shield could actually compete with his bloodthirsty sword.
"What a troublesome guy, Blood Refined Sword!" Jian Nanfei was obviously a person who would not give up easily. Regarding the situation in front of him, he chose to increase his strength again.
"Papa." The veins on Jian Nanfei's arms burst one after another, and streams of bright red blood spurted out from them, pouring into the blood-red mist of the Bloodthirsty Sword. It seemed that Jian Nanfei was preparing to
Working hard.
The bloodthirsty sword that was originally locked in a stalemate suddenly trembled crazily at the moment it touched the blood. An aura like a bloodthirsty beast suddenly broke out and stabbed forward again.
Under such momentum, the ink-colored black armor shield phantom was severely deformed, like a squeezed balloon, which may burst at any time, "Ka Ka Ka Ka."
"Not good!" Lin Xiu's pupils shrank sharply, he used Feng Guo Wuhen under his feet, and his body rushed out again.