Below, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. There was both enthusiasm for battle and desire for victory in that smile.
He stamped his right foot violently, and his whole body seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, turning into a sharp cold light that shot straight into the sky, clashing head-on with the palm wind falling from the sky.
The bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing Sword seemed to have come to life in Ling Xiao's hands. They were entwined with each other, echoing each other, as if they were integrated into one, turning into a fatal attack, with endless killing intent, swooping towards Hun Wuxu.
And go.
At this time, Ling Xiao's mind was blank, without any other thoughts. His only thought was to fight, to kill the opponent. He seemed to have turned into a madman on the battlefield, leaving all fear and hesitation behind, and just
What remains is persistence and desire for victory.
On the battlefield, there is no room for hesitation and hesitation. Even a blink of an eye may become the key to determining victory or defeat. Ling Xiao knows this very well, so he never leaves any escape route for himself. Once he takes action, he will use all his strength to fight.
Go and fight to the death.
Under everyone's gaze, Ling Xiao's attack was like a wild tiger, powerful and invincible along the way.
The attack from the fusion of the Bloodthirsty Knife and the God-killing Sword flashed with cold light, like a silver lightning bolt, piercing the sky. Finally, it accurately stabbed Hun Wuxu's seemingly ordinary palm, but actually it hid a mystery.
middle.
boom!
At this moment, it was as if the whole world was shaken. With Ling Xiao and Hun Wuxu at the center, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, instantly breaking into an intricate spider web with cracks scattered everywhere.
Shining with a strange light.
Hun Wuxu looked at Ling Xiao coldly. There seemed to be an endless abyss hidden in those eyes, making it impossible to peer into his heart. Although Ling Xiao's attacks were fierce, they were never able to pierce the thin layer on his skin.
The protection is like hitting an invisible shield.
However, the powerful force contained in Ling Xiao's attack was like a violent flood, shaking his body crazily. The force was so strong that even a strong man like Hun Wuxu couldn't help but gasp.
Angry and secretly frightened.
"This kid really has his wits about him!" Hun Wuxu muttered secretly in his heart, but his face still maintained the indifference and arrogance. He knew very well that without the powerful defense of his condensed body, he would probably be hit by this blow.
Next, he will be completely torn into pieces by this terrifying energy.
Thinking of this, Hun Wuxu couldn't help but feel a little happy, and at the same time he had a deeper understanding of Ling Xiao's strength. It seemed that this battle would not be as easy as he imagined.
The palm of Hun Wuxu's hand was like an iron pincer, firmly holding Ling Xiao's sharp sword. The battle between the two seemed like two mountains colliding with each other, with sparks flying and an astonishing momentum.
Suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of Hun Wuxu's lips. He suddenly grasped Ling Xiao's attack, as if grasping a struggling poisonous snake, and then slid forward. With the help of this power, a palm struck like thunder.
The palm wind on Ling Xiao's chest was so fierce that it seemed like it was going to pull out Ling Xiao's heart.
Ling Xiao did not appear panicked, he sneered, and his figure instantly transformed into two hundred Da Luo Tian Demon Shadows. It was like two hundred Ling Xiao appeared at the same time, making people dazzled and unable to tell which one was real and which one was fake. These demon shadows were
Whether attacking or defending, advancing or retreating, they cooperated seamlessly, as if they were a well-trained army.
Although Hun Wuxu's attack was ferocious, it only destroyed a dozen of Ling Xiao's demonic figures. When those destroyed demonic figures dissipated, they seemed to leave behind a few unwilling roars, which added to the battle.
A somewhat tragic color.
But at the same time, Ling Xiao did not sit still and wait for death. He quickly formed seals with his hands and performed the secret technique of thunder and lightning.
At that moment, a hole seemed to be torn in the sky, and a terrifying thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air, falling from the void like an angry dragon, with endless destructive power, and struck Hun Wuxu's body hard.
The power of thunder and lightning seemed to tear Hun Wuxu's body apart, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
However, after releasing the thunder and lightning secret technique, Ling Xiao did not stop attacking. He once again waved the bloodthirsty bloodthirsty knife and the extremely sharp God-killing Sword in his hand, like two silver lightnings, killing Hun Wuxu again. That
The flash of swords and shadows seemed to tear the entire space apart, making people feel fearful.
And those remaining Daluotian demon shadows seemed to have received orders from Ling Xiao, and they all attacked Hun Wuxu one after another. They punched and kicked Hun Wuxu, slashed with swords and bayonets, or used various secret techniques, as if they wanted to kill Hun Wuxu.
Submerged in this sea of attacks.
Daluotian Demon Shadow was as fast as a shooting star, and arrived in front of Hun Wuxu in the blink of an eye, like a group of hungry beasts, preparing to launch a fatal blow to the prey. However, at this critical moment, Hun Wuxu suddenly exploded
He yelled, and the sound was like thunder: "Confinement!"
With this shout, all Ling Xiao's attacks, including himself and the clones that followed him, were all imprisoned in place by an invisible force, unable to move.
As if a immobilizing spell had been cast on him, Ling Xiao's face showed a look of astonishment, apparently unprepared for this sudden turn of events.
"It's this weird soul technique again!" Ling Xiao cursed in his heart. He had experienced the elusive soul technique like Hun Wuxu many times, and it gave him a headache every time.
Hun Wuxu looked at Ling Xiao, who was easily imprisoned by him, with a proud smile on his lips. He gently grabbed his palm forward, as if grabbing something in the void, and then shouted: "Broken!
"
As the voice fell, a terrifying force burst out instantly, sweeping through the entire space like a violent storm. Wherever this force passed, both Ling Xiao's body and his clones seemed to be hit by an invisible giant hammer.
There was a series of explosions.
Bang bang bang...
One after another, Ling Xiao's nearly 200 Da Luo Tian Demon Shadow clones all collapsed under this terrifying force, turning into little bits of light and dispersing in the air. Although Ling Xiao himself was safe and sound, his expression also changed.
He became serious, obviously having a deeper understanding of Hun Wuxu's strength.
Looking at Ling Xiao with a solemn expression not far away, Hun Wuxu said softly: "I have to say that you are really tenacious, and there are signs that you are getting stronger the more you fight... However, with me, you still have to admit defeat.
"
There was a bit of ridicule and provocation in Hun Wuxu's words, as if he was teasing a stubborn kitten. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, held the bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing sword tightly in his hands, with an unyielding light shining in his eyes.
I have no intention of giving up so easily. It seems that there is still more to fight in this battle!