It is not a gentleman's behavior to take advantage of others' danger, but these two are not gentlemen.
Although this Tenth Level Palace claims to be a famous and upright sect, if you want to join this Tenth Level Palace, you only need strength.
Character and conduct do not seem to be important in the face of one's own talent and strength.
At least for now, that is indeed the case.
The man holding a big sword is named Zhang Ling. Next to him is his sworn brother, Liu Heng.
The two of them have joined the Tenth Level Palace for many years, but their strength has grown more and more slowly, and their talents are not of a level that the people of the Tenth Level Palace can recognize. Therefore, they have not been reused for a long time.
In the past two days, they accidentally got news about the man in green, who was the destined person of the Blood Ancestor Armor! If they could capture him, the Tenth Level Palace would probably give them a generous reward.
Although the improvement of strength is closely related to talent, cultivation resources are also indispensable.
Only by being reused again can the value of the two of them be discovered.
If they continue to do nothing like this, the golden time for the two of them to practice will inevitably be delayed...
Liu Heng glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, then waved his hand and said:
"To prevent accidents, let's take action together!"
After that, the two of them rushed out in perfect agreement.
After all, the sword in Zhang Ling's hand was a third-level spiritual weapon. The man in green could leave marks on it with just two fingers, which was enough to show that he was not that easy to deal with.
A quick decision has always been the brother's rule.
The man in green sighed deeply, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and a faint red light appeared on his arms.
Immediately afterwards, the man in green clothes stepped forward, waved his right arm, and a fist blast roared out, like a roaring lion, and a burst of air rushed away.
There was suddenly a disgusting smell of blood in the air. Xiang Luoxi suddenly became serious and murmured:
"The person who is destined to the Blood Ancestor Armor often has to control himself during battle to prevent being backlashed by the Blood Ancestor's power. If this continues, I'm afraid neither side will end well..."
If the man in green loses control of his power, he will become a ruthless tool that only knows how to fight, and Liu Heng and the two of them cannot easily subdue him.
Naturally, it is not a good ending for both parties to die together.
Perhaps because he had a friend like Junzi Dao, Xiang Luoxi didn't want to see the man in green sink like this. He raised his right hand slightly, and black flames burned on Xiang Luoxi's body out of thin air.
Sparrow body!
"Have you decided to take action?"
The fairy asked in confusion:
"But, you don't even know who they are..."
The corners of Xiang Luoxi's mouth raised slightly as he slowly said:
"It is indeed a stranger, but this stranger makes me extremely familiar..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Luoxi galloped away.
His sudden burst of aura naturally attracted the attention of Liu Heng and Liu Heng. They saw Zhang Ling stop, then turned around, glared at Xiang Luoxi fiercely, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and asked loudly:
"You want to stop it?"
Liu Heng did not stop. If Xiang Luoxi intervened, then let Zhang Ling handle it.
The next second, he was fighting with the man in green. Neither of them held weapons. The collision between the fist wind and the palm wind created waves of air pressure and scattered them in all directions.
"Who are you! How dare you be an enemy of my Tenth Level Palace!"
Zhang Ling's sword was instantly swung out, but Xiang Luoxi blocked it with the White Demon Sword.
"bite!!!"
The two attacks collided and sparks flew out. Zhang Ling was staring at Xiang Luoxi.
The latter brought him a certain sense of oppression. What shocked him was that before, Luo Xi's strength was only at the spiritual realm, but now he was on par with himself!
"You don't need to know who I am! What I do is to save you!"
Xiang Luoxi said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling laughed loudly, then suddenly raised the sword in his hand and slashed straight towards Xiang Luoxi's neck.
"Save us? Then you are overestimating your capabilities! Hahaha..."
Xiang Luoxi tapped his toes spiritually, and his body bounced back. With the force of the knife's repulsion, Xiang Luoxi's body retreated more than ten meters.
Immediately afterwards, Xiang Luoxi stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. The black flames on his legs became stronger and stronger, and his body also soared into the air.
Facing Zhang Ling in the Shuoyuan realm, Xiang Luoxi did not dare to take it lightly. This battle was not a competition.
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Although Xiang Luoxi can temporarily exert the power of the Shuoyuan realm with the help of the demon sparrow body, this does not mean that Xiang Luoxi is completely sure to defeat this Ling.
Therefore, Xiang Luoxi must be extremely careful when fighting with him.
The sword light flickered and caught Xiang Luoxi's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and swung the white demon sword in his hand, and a sword light roared towards him.
In the collision of swords and swords, there is no winner or loser, or even superiority or inferiority.
"This kid is a little weird..."
Zhang Ling murmured.
This Luoxi is different from the previous man in green. His strength is not stable, as if he has been forcibly promoted to the Shuoyuan realm. As long as he stabilizes the battle situation, this Luoxi will be defeated.
but......
Zhang Ling looked aside and saw that Liu Heng was actually at a disadvantage in the battle between the men in green!
With the help of the power of blood, this man in green was able to completely suppress Liu Heng!
The two struck out with their palms, but Liu Heng's body immediately lost strength and flew backwards. If he hadn't stabilized his body in time, he might have been thrown into the mud like a dog.
This also means that Zhang Ling needs to end the current battle as soon as possible to help Liu Heng, otherwise, the situation may gradually get out of control!
"I don't have time to play with you kid anymore, just die!"
Zhang Ling roared angrily, and his body flew out like a cannonball, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him. The friction between his body and the air produced a hissing sound.
Xiang Luoxi's brows suddenly wrinkled. He naturally understood what Zhang Ling was thinking and knew that he couldn't just retreat.
Now that we have taken action to obstruct it, we must fight to the end!
Now, he is facing a real Shuoyuan realm powerhouse. Today's battle is different from the battle with Feng Wuyue.
Xiang Luoxi waved his right hand, and the White Demon Sword struck out. An arc-shaped sword energy was produced out of thin air. However, this was not Xiang Luoxi's killing move, but a preparation for the next attack.
"Little tricks!"
Zhang Ling shouted loudly, swung his sword to block Xiang Luoxi's sword energy, then sneered and said:
"Huh huh huh..."
"Strength that is forcibly improved is not your own strength after all!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ling had already arrived three meters away from Xiangluoxi.
At the same time, behind Xiang Luoxi, a huge golden sword shadow suddenly appeared.
If the Void Spirit Sword!
Xiang Luoxi controlled the sword with one hand, and the Ruoxu Spirit Sword behind him moved with his consciousness. The moment Zhang Linggong came forward, the Ruoxu Spirit Sword also swung with it.
"Ding! Ding ding!"
Although it is just a transformed sword shadow, its strength is not weaker than a third-level spiritual weapon!
As Xiang Luoxi's strength grows, the Ruoxuling Sword will become more and more powerful.
Zhang Ling suddenly felt troublesome. Although the mysterious golden sword shadow was huge, it was able to be controlled by Xiang Luoxi with ease, which was truly extraordinary.
I saw him retreating and using his strength to swing the big knife in his hand in a full circle. A faint yellow light appeared on the blade.
Seeing this, Xiang Luoxi thought, and the light on the golden Ruoxu Spirit Sword became even more dazzling.
Destroyed by all enemies!
If the two swords of the Xu Seven Swords are combined into one, Xiang Luoxi has been able to use them skillfully, and due to the long battle, Xiang Luoxi has been able to consume his own internal power more accurately.
Therefore, there will be no embarrassing situation where the internal energy is exhausted after just a few moves.
When facing Xiang Luoxi's two swords combined into one, Zhang Ling's perception was naturally focused on the Ruoxu Lingjian, and his defense in other directions naturally became weak.
After the Ruoxuling Sword was slashed out, Xiang Luoxi's right hand shook slightly, and in an instant, the sword intention surged out from beside him, but it did not come from the Ruoxuling Sword.
Zhang Ling stepped forward, and the sword in his hand collided with the Ruoxu Spirit Sword. The terrifying force made him take two steps back, and then he barely blocked the Ruoxu Spirit Sword.
"No...the direction of this sword intent..."
Zhang Ling's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly felt an unparalleled sense of crisis, as if someone had put a knife on his neck.
The next second, a huge wound was cut out of thin air on Zhang Ling's chest.
Blood spurted out, and he instantly lost his strength and was slashed away by Ruoxu Lingjian...
Xiang Luoxi was still breathing heavily. Previously, he used two swords combined into one as a feint attack. The real killing move was actually the third sword of the Ruoxu Ling Sword!
But such a move consumes a lot of mental energy. Xiang Luoxi must try his best to kill with one hit!
Compared with the phoenix dancing on the moon
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, Zhang Ling has obviously experienced more battles. The moment the wound appeared, the internal energy in Zhang Ling's body immediately surged out to protect his wound.
The big knife in Zhang Ling's hand fell down, and he knelt on the ground in slight pain. He covered the wound on his chest with one hand and put his head on the ground, struggling not to fall.
At this moment, Liu Heng appeared behind Zhang Ling. Looking at his severely injured brother, he didn't care about any great achievements. He directly lifted up his body and took Zhang Ling away from here.
.....
"call......"
Seeing the two people leaving, Xiang Luoxi took a deep breath. Then, the demon bird's body was lifted instantly, and he lay weakly on the ground.
"Fortunately, they left. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid I will reach my limit..."
Xiang Luoxi murmured.
Then, out of the corner of Xiang Luoxi's eyes, the figure of the man in green slowly walked in.
"Thank you......"
The man in Tsing Yi paid attention to etiquette. Xiang Luoxi came to the rescue, but he did not leave hastily.
Feeling Xiang Luoxi's weak aura, the man in Tsing Yi, who also looked pale, squatted down and put one hand on Xiang Luoxi's chest.
The next second, Xiang Luoxi felt a particularly pure blood entering his body, repairing his injuries.
But the face of the man in green became increasingly difficult to look at.
"You are..."
Xiang Luoxi's expression changed. He had already consumed a lot of blood, but now he was trying to heal his own injuries?
"I don't want to owe you anything. If we meet by chance, I'll take it as repayment..."
After saying this, the man in green retracted his right hand, and then lay down on the ground limply.
Two strangers who had never met each other started a conversation like this:
"Fellow Taoist, why do you want to save me?"
Facing his savior, the man in Tsing Yi still looked a little wary and asked softly.
Xiang Luoxi laughed and said:
"I want to save you, do I need a reason? The road is rough?"
The man in green chuckled and said slowly:
"My name is Yun Shang. You must already know the reason why I was hunted down by them..."
Speaking of this, Yun Shang's eyes showed a bit of nervousness. After saying this, he wondered if Luo Xi would also covet his Blood Ancestor Armor.
After all, the Blood Ancestor was a venerable person in the ultimate realm, and ordinary people would not be able to resist the attraction of the inheritance he left behind.
Xiang Luoxi nodded and said:
"My name is Xiang Luoxi. The reason why Brother Yunshang is being chased by those two people must be because of the Blood Ancestor Armor on your body..."
"However, what makes me curious is, Brother Yunshang, how many pieces of Blood Ancestor armor you have on you, and why can you fight two people alone without falling behind?"
Facing Xiang Luoxi's inquiry, a complicated look flashed across Yun Shang's face. He was not sure yet whether he could believe Xiang Luoxi.
Looking at his slightly embarrassed expression, Xiang Luoxi smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, if these are secrets, there is no need to tell me. After all, I am just curious..."
Yun Shang sighed and said:
"Brother Xiang understands more..."
Xiang Luoxi smiled knowingly, then dragged his head with his right hand, smiled to himself, and said:
"I also know a friend who is the same blood ancestor as you, so when I see you being attacked again, I will help you..."
Yun Shang's pupils shrank slightly, and then she said slowly:
"Accepting the inheritance of the Blood Ancestor also means accepting endless loneliness..."
Xiang Luoxi frowned and asked:
"How do you say this?"
Yun Shang sighed and said helplessly:
"Although the Blood Ancestor practiced good deeds, he was besieged by the Tenth Level Palace and the Heavenly Time Domain because of his own martial arts. In the end, he died in body and mind..."
"Accepting his inheritance means that you are going against the so-called decent sects of famous families, and you must not fall into evil ways. This is the place of loneliness."
Once you embark on this path, there is no turning back.
Righteousness is not tolerated, and evil is not close. This is his tragedy.
What is the relationship between Wu Lun Xiang Luoxi and Jun Zidao? From a standpoint, both sides are always enemies.
"I see......"
Xiang Luoxi murmured that Yun Shang's words made him understand the difficulties of the gentleman's way.