"I would be a little scared if you were at the third level. Who calls you a waste? You are only at the first level of Ningyuan, haha!"
You have a lot of energy, right? You can also use the Phantom Sword. I think you can do three strikes, which is pretty good."
"Three strikes of the phantom!" Li Lifeng said nothing, instead stabbing instead of slashing. He struck at Xu Jie with an awe-inspiring aura, as powerful as splitting rocks.
"I'll also let you try the Phantom Sword!" Xu Jie faced the light of the sword, his eyes flashed, and he advanced instead of retreating. He used the "Phantom Art" to the extreme, shrinking into an inch, and suddenly emerged from the periphery of the sword light.
He flashed through the center of the sword light and appeared in front of Li Lifeng.
With a sweep of his hand, the abundant vitality hides endless crises!
"Phantom..." A big hand suddenly appeared in front of him. Li Lifeng was startled and tried his best to use the four Phantom Strikes. Unfortunately...
The sword light condensed suddenly, and the dazzling prosperity suddenly disappeared——
boom!
"ah……"
thump!
After rolling a few times, Li Lifeng fell to the ground a few feet away, face up to the sky, his vitality was chaotic and scurrying around his body. He was injured, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Vulnerable, really vulnerable!" Xu Jie shook his head sadly, "It's true that you are trash, and it's even more right to say that your parents are trash!"
Li Lifeng was filled with hatred and pain, and the pain in his heart almost broke his heart. It was like being cut with a sword, one sword after another, the pain started from the heart and penetrated to the bone marrow.
Struggling to get up from the ground, Li Lifeng's heart was bleeding: "It's still useless, it's still useless, Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I can't even protect your reputation, I'm sorry..."
"Can you hand over your spiritual weapon now?" Xu Jie gradually walked to Li Lifeng's side.
"I am showing great kindness today. As long as you are willing to hand over the spiritual weapon, I will let you go. Don't look at me like that. It's useless no matter how much you hate me. Who told you to overestimate your capabilities and take action? Since you
If you dare to reveal your spiritual weapon, then don't blame me for harvesting the trophies. Tsk tsk, I don't know if you have burned your head. In the past, you didn't dare to show this spiritual weapon in front of me. How is it today? Haha, cheap book
Sir!"
Li Lifeng wiped the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand, the tip of the sword was still pointed at Xu Jie, and resisted: "You want this sword, unless I die!"
"Really?" Xu Jie smiled and walked over step by step.
Li Lifeng refused to give in. Seeing Xu Jie gradually approaching, his heart became cruel and an inappropriate smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There is ferocity and determination in the smile.
"What are you going to do!" Xu Jie realized something was wrong, stopped and shouted loudly.
"Puff puff!"
Three times in a row, Li Lifeng spat out three mouthfuls of blood on the stepless spiritual weapon in his hand without hesitation. The bright and dazzling blood was stained on the dark sword body, and instantly filled the entire spiritual weapon!
"You..." Xu Jie's expression changed, he stepped back a foot or two, and looked at Li Lifeng in fear.
After the three mouthfuls of blood essence flashed red for a while, they disappeared completely, and the sword's body returned to black light without any trace of blood.
However, no one can ignore its black light at this moment.
The light became stronger and stronger, and the bright light surrounding the sword shot out for more than half a foot, giving off an icy coolness!
"Senior Brother Xu, be careful, this is the blood-devouring skill!"
From a distance, a follower behind Xu Jie screamed with surprise on his face.
"This guy is really desperate for his life, senior brother, be careful!" The other one also took a few steps back in fear.
Of course Xu Jie knew that this was a blood-devouring skill, which uses the essence and blood of the soul as a guide to stimulate the vitality of the human body or spiritual weapon, thereby increasing the user's vitality several times!
Yuanshen essence and blood are different from ordinary human blood. They are the essence of the human body and contain endless power.
A breath of vitality can change the world.
This shows how terrifying he is, and that he is closely related to people's life span.
Li Lifeng swallowed three mouthfuls in a row, which definitely cost him ten years of life!
"Crazy, you're crazy!" Xu Jie looked horrified. No matter how he bullied Li Lifeng, the other party would only fight with his body at most, never risking his life.
What is going on today? This Li Lifeng is so unexpected and weird!
Li Lifeng held the sword with both hands, and the veins on his arms swelled. His originally handsome face also had a hint of ferocity, his eyes were stained red, and he said with gnashing teeth and hatred: "Xu Jie, go to hell!"
With a wave of his hands, the sword's light surged, glowing with an icy cold light that captivated people's hearts.
Xu Jie was frightened by Li Lifeng, and he secretly regretted it. If he had known that this evil star would fight tooth and nail today, he would not play with him no matter what.
Although Li Lifeng was only at the first level of Ning Yuan, after performing the Xuan Ming Sect's suicidal "Blood Swallowing Technique", everything could no longer be judged by common sense.
This is a killing move that will destroy both fish and jade.
"Ah!" Li Lifeng roared, and when he used the "Phantom Art", it was countless times faster——
"Four Phantom Strikes!"
"Phantom Five Strikes!!"
"Phantom Six Strikes!!!"
Three consecutive desperate moves attacked Xu Jie fiercely. Both his speed and spiritual power were several times higher than before. The light-like sword light entangled Xu Jie. No matter how much he increased his speed, he could not escape Li Lifeng's pursuit.
.
"laugh……"
The sound of tearing silk was heard, and Xu Jie raised his hand to take a look. While dodging, he accidentally cut off a piece of his sleeve by Li Lifeng!
Panicked, a cold aura came over his shoulders again. He turned his head and fell to the side. He only heard the two followers behind him screaming in surprise. When he looked carefully, a trace of black hair fell from his head.
Looking down, Xu Jie suddenly found that the long hair on his forehead was broken!
Too dangerous! Too domineering!
It is indeed the Xuanming Sect’s blood-devouring technique that killed both the enemy and the enemy!
"Li Lifeng!" Xu Jie has never been so embarrassed in front of Li Lifeng. He feels that he has lost face. The fire in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes are completely cold. "Since you are seeking death yourself, you can't blame me!"
Turning his hand, Xu Jie had a long sword in his hand.
The sword is five feet long, the handle is also a foot and a half, the sword is more than a foot wide, half a foot thick, and weighs three hundred and sixty kilograms!
With such a weight, Xu Jie carried it easily, staring at Li Lifeng with a sinister look.
Li Lifeng was shocked when he saw this sword at first sight, Blood-Reverse Sword!
It's called Nixue, which actually means blood-eating. Maybe it drank too much blood, and even the blade of the sword turned a little red. The red color of the blood was very dazzling, producing patches of red light.
This is a seventh-level spiritual weapon, two levels higher than Li Lifeng's, and the energy it can hit is more than 300 kilograms more. Coupled with Xu Jie's level 4 Ningyuan cultivation, it can almost allow him to compete with Ningyuan 56
A level warrior.
"Li Lifeng, today I will let you taste the power of my counter-blood craze!" Xu Jie smiled coldly, touching the broken hair in front of his forehead, and felt an unprecedented anger filling his heart.
With the Blood-Reverse Sword in hand, the aura of blood filled his heart, and even his aura smelled of blood.
He wants to kill Li Lifeng here!
There was a voice in his heart tempting Xu Jie: Kill, kill, kill, turn everything in front of you into blood!
Slowly raising the sword, the sword's red color was bright red under the sunlight, like a blood-devouring demon. He gently stroked the sword, and Xu Jie laughed: "Although this sword is not a spiritual treasure, it still has
Over decades of history, it has changed hands with more than a dozen warriors, and it has consumed countless amounts of human and demon blood. Li Lifeng, please contribute your blood to it today!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Li Lifeng shouted loudly, and while the blood-devouring skill was still effective, he waved his sword again and attacked on his own initiative.
"Seven Phantom Strikes!"
Like the light of an electric sword, it fluttered and flew towards Xu Jie, with a murderous aura and cold light penetrating his body.
Xu Jie opened his eyes, holding the sword with both hands, accumulating spiritual power, and moved it all over his body, filling it with the blood-reverse sword. The sword became more and more vividly red, and the red light emitted, wrapping around the sword like red mist, almost dripping.
Come bright red blood.
"Counter-blood frenzy!!" roared loudly. When the sword light struck him, Xu Jie did not show off his legs like before. Instead, he took a step forward, shrunk to an inch, and suddenly moved forward, waving the big sword in his hand, fiercely
The sword light directed towards Li Lifeng.
The blood energy is like a frenzy, constantly emerging, and the red flames fill the space of several feet. The red light seems to tear the space apart, and rolls through the sea of blood like a tide!
"Boom!"
The sound of metal clashing was endless, rippling like a mosquito.
Li Lifeng felt a stinging pain in his ears, and then his vision went dark. An immense weight was transferred from the sword blade to his hand, and then hit his body, almost crushing his bones.
His hand shook, and the force of the shock almost made Li Lifeng unable to grasp the hilt of the sword. Even with his blood-devouring skill, he could not bridge the gap between his cultivation level and his spiritual weapon.
Staggering back, Xu Jie neutralized his attack with just one blow!
"Phantom Spirit Eight Strikes!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Lifeng turned around and quickly entangled him again. The sword light in his hand suddenly jumped a few feet away.
Xu Jie laughed loudly when he saw this: "Li Lifeng, come back to your glory, let's see how long you can hold on! Use your nine strikes, so that you will fall down without me having to do anything, haha, you are not overestimating your own capabilities.
Trash, you are always so pitiful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jie took the initiative to attack and slashed three times with his sword, all of which hit Li Lifeng's sword.
The originally bright sword light gradually dimmed after a burst of sparkle, and its momentum became much weaker.
"Haha, let's see how you die this time!" Xu Jie became more and more happy. He grasped the sword tightly with both hands, gathered all his energy, and turned it into the final blow!
"The blood-rebellious ghost!" With a sharp scolding, Xu Jie's sword flew into the air, entwined with red light, as if it had turned into a real object, and suddenly flew towards Li Lifeng's door.
As soon as the red light came out, Li Lifeng felt boundless death energy rushing towards his face. He was greatly shocked. Once he was hit by this light, the devouring power of the Anti-Blood Sword would seep into his body, swallowing his vitality and severely damaging his body.
Body and soul.
The left is also death, the right is also death.
Fight!
Gritting his teeth, Li Lifeng poured all his last energy into the sword body, and unleashed the Nine Phantom Strikes.
The nine phantom strikes, the ultimate number of phantom swords, the courage to strike the sky!
The white sword light suddenly surged, and was tangled up with the fierce red light. Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a few sounds, all the light gradually dissipated, and only one person was left standing in the field.