The Fire Lin Sword is a ancestral magic weapon of the Duan Family. Ling Xiao has discovered its differences since the last time he met. His understanding of it originated from some adaptations on the small screen, but now he understands it more intuitively.

The reason why the Fire Sword can cut iron like mud and even cut off the hero sword is its material on one hand, but the scales of the Fire Sword are really the decisive role!

This scale is not so hard, otherwise so many people would not have trouble with the Fire Kirin. The reason why it is important is that it contains a will to heaven. This will be used by a warrior is a special martial art, and it is integrated into the Fire Kirin Sword. It is the sword intent!

Of course, a sword that can produce sword intent with a casual swing is much more powerful than a fruit ninja.

But success is also the sword intent and failure is also the sword intent. After all, this sword intent originates from the Fire Kirin rather than the warrior himself. The sword intent contains a crazy killing sentiment, which is more like a beast's ferociousness in Ling Xiao! It's just that ordinary beasts can suppress it, but Fire Kirin is not an ordinary beast?

Ling Xiao gently untied the long sword on his back, and Ling Xiao was ready to face the battle. Duan Lang looked at Ling Xiao, who was holding the long sword, and showed no respect at all. The look was like looking at a prey to be slaughtered instead of a respectable opponent! Ling Xiao frowned slightly. Even Qin Shuang and others noticed Duan Lang's situation. Xiongba was a generation of heroes who could not have been unaware of it? Or maybe he deliberately let it go, and even Duan Lang was eroded so quickly by the Fire Lin Sword, and there was also Xiongba's tricks?

boom!

The flames burn the sky!

The blood-red flames rushed into the air in an instant, and even the constant raging yin energy retreated.

Everyone behind Duan Lang looked at this scene in shock. They knew before that the Lord of the World Hall must be among the people, and they never thought that such a strange phenomenon would occur when they took action!

Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun looked at each other and their hearts were shocked. In just a few days, Duan Lang's martial power seemed to soar again. Just like Bu Jingyun's cloud palm, although the true energy would even turn into cloud energy when it was in the movement. Like Qin Shuang's Sky Shuang Fist, the true energy dissipated and even made the earth frost, but ultimately it was a manifestation of the true energy given by martial arts. However, Duan Lang's flames blooming at this moment did not contain any true energy, which was completely an external manifestation of the sword intent. Anyone who could do this step was mostly the masters and seniors who had been famous in the world for a long time. Their understanding of martial arts will has already reached a mysterious state! Unexpectedly, Duan Lang could do it. Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows in a little surprised, and then the purple figure flashed through his mind again. Looking at Duan Lang's current momentum, he looked at Duan Lang's jumping clown!

Although the man in purple had a punch seriously hit Ling Xiao's self-confidence, it also allowed him to see another world. It turns out that the more powerful the vision appears during the fight, it does not mean that the stronger the hell is! Hell Ghost Picture

That punch contained the intention of the boxing, which Ling Xiao could feel. But he didn't leak at all! Not a point, not a point, not a point, just enough to break the Rashomon! What kind of understanding is this, what kind of application is it!

It’s like a rich man in simple clothes who can reach a place with one kilo of gasoline. He will never drive to a nearby mountain village like a nouveau riche and show off, and then spend a few buckets of gasoline to reach his destination!

Duan Lang looks like a nouveau riche who dug out oil from the ground. The sword intent in the Fire Lin sword was urged to the extreme, but his Duan family's brilliant Sun Eclipse Sword Technique was abandoned. It cannot be said that this is wrong, but should we give up food with oil? Can we be hungry with the unexploited oil?

Ling Xiao laughed, "Do you want me to ask for it? Since it's almost done, come here."

Duan Lang's eyes were full of anger and his body burst out! It seemed as if he was about to pull out a fire wall at high speed to wrap Duan Lang. Ling Xiao slashed Duan Lang with the supreme force and rushed down with a sword!

The long sword's light is not as restrained as Duanlang at all. He consciously compresses and converges. Originally, with the help of the crystal sword intent, he had already understood the sword intent of Feixian from the sky, but after seeing that punch, he found that his use of the sword intent was still at the primary stage!

Ding! Huh!

The two swords intersected, and the sound of gold and iron roared, while the flames suddenly spread like air waves!

Ling Xiao tightened his arms and couldn't help but take a step back and stand still. He sighed in his heart, it's worthy of being the Fire Lin Sword! This fierce and violent beastly nature almost defeated the sword intent of Feixian in the sky. If he hadn't learned to compress and restrain, the end of this attack would be the sword breaking and injury!

Duan Lang laughed fiercely twice, and was about to stab him again with his backhand, but he saw Ling Xiao faster than him. He kicked a high point in the air and pulled out the afterimages, and the sharp slashes surged into the sky. The dark clouds that were stirred up in the clouds rolled!

Duan Langxin retreated in panic, and half of the broken hair on his forehead was instantly cut off!

Ling Xiao's figure suddenly rose without stopping. The crackling sounded and the figure appeared behind Duan Lang, and the sword drew a dazzling white light in the air!

bite!

Duan Lang caught up with the defense. Then he stabbed with his backhand. However, Ling Xiao did not mean to compete with him in a move. He flashed again on Duan Lang's head and slashed with a sword! Blood Hidden Wolf Teeth

Ding! Ding Ding!

Ling Xiao gained the upper hand with the advantage of shaving speed in one move.

The attacks and collisions are repeated, and the air waves are constantly surging, and the sword energy is rushing to the ground, and the walls are full of holes!

"Senior Brother, can your frost energy slow him down?" Bu Jingyun asked solemnly.

Qin Shuang shook her head and said, "It can play some role, but as far as I know, he also has a wonderful light skill that moves in the air, and his speed is also not slow! And don't pay attention to his light skill, his sword skills are also amazing."

"Sword cultivation?" Bu Jingyun rarely uses swords to fight enemies. Although he is not unfamiliar with swords due to his life experience, he is not good at it now!

Qin Shuang nodded solemnly, "Ling Xiao's long sword is just a fine product produced by the Xianyang Blacksmith Shop, and Junior Brother Duan's sword is a famous divine weapon! But the two have been fighting each other for a long time, but his long sword is still not broken. Doesn't this mean anything!"

"The master's sword is almost over!" Wu Di said this. He originally wanted to see Ma Xiaohu cast the Huanyang Forbidden Curse, but when he heard that the master and Duan Lang had sex, he ran out immediately. At this moment, he was squatting on the wall and watching the battle between the two.

"What should I do? If your master's sword is broken, wouldn't he lose? Look at Duanlang's fierce and evil look, he might kill him!" Zhao Yuelu also squatted on the side without any image.

Wu Di's face was solemn, but his eyes were full of trust, "There is no difference between having a sword or not. The master can use a few words to point me to understand the realm that everything in the world can be a sword. How could he not understand this truth? That Duanlang is obviously being played with by the master!"

Wu Di was full of confidence in Ling Xiao. If it were the case, Zhao Yuelu would have sneered at it, but after seeing Wu Di's strength, she felt a blind trust.

Ling Xiao's situation at this time was a bit embarrassing. The use of the six styles made up for his last shortcomings. It can be said that as long as he was not facing a master, he would dare to measure even if he fought with one hundred! But the problems in the weapon were highlighted at this time. He could already feel the wail of the long sword in his hand. There was no problem with his sword intent, but the quality of the long sword was there! This was specially picked out by Hua Manlou. If it were an ordinary steel sword, it would have been broken many times!

But at this moment he was a little reluctant to stop. With repeated attacks, his sword intent became more simple and more refined! This is a process of grinding. Maybe he had to change his sword to the end, but his sword intent would also reach another height! In the past, the sword intent of the flying immortal in the sky could only bully the innate realm, and once he met the master, he would have no advantage. No master dared to ignore his sword intent! Well, the kind of man in purple is not counted. The tyrant's abandoned concubine is beautiful.

bite!

It was another fight, Duan Lang was anxious. The sword intent in the Fire Lin Sword was very fierce and showed its power in the offense, but it was a little bad at defending. Every time he resisted Ling Xiao's attack, he felt like he was unable to do so. It was the same as using the flying fairy in the sky to defend, which was not right! Of course, this is another reason why Ling Xiao's sword has not broken yet.

"Oh!"

Duan Lang roared, and he could hear endless depression and humiliation, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances from childhood to adulthood!

The Fire Lin Sword seemed to feel his heart, and it seemed to echo the blood flames exploded even more violently.

Ling Xiao stabbed a sword, but Duan Lang only roared to the sky. When he moved his heart, Ling Xiao hesitated. Duan Lang was trying to fight him with a fierce attack! So should he follow his wish? The sword in his hand might have broken after this impact, but Ling Xiao felt that his sword intent seemed to have reached a certain critical point. If he wanted to break through, it seemed that something was missing! If the sword was broken, how could he sharpen the sword intent? You can't borrow another sword! That would be too expensive!

The difference between masters is often just one cent. Ling Xiao’s hesitation in this moment made Duan Lang see the opportunity. His body swayed slightly and avoided the stabbing. Then the flames soared and stabbed Ling Xiao’s chest!

Ling Xiao was stunned and cursed himself for being a little worried about gains and losses. The Huolin Sword was so close that he had to push his sword to meet him!

Song! Boom!

The blood flame and the white light formed two extremes, without stalemate, without pulling, just in harmony and then ended with a crisp sound of shattering.

A little blood beads were flying in the air, scattered on the ground, but it was so dazzling!

"Hahaha! Qingtian's sword is just like this!" Duan Lang's arrogant and proud look made Qin Shuang behind him feel embarrassed. Even the silly martial arts heroes present could see that they had gained the advantage of weapons! Although they did win, they really won the victory!

Ling Xiao looked at the shallow wound on his forearm, and a trace of blood-colored sword intent wrapped around it like a maggot on the tarsal bone. His muscles shook slightly to remove it. He looked up at Duan Lang's arrogant look, but he saw no frustration.

He tilted his head and pondered for a few breaths, then smiled, "I originally planned to save you some face for Nie Feng's sake. Since you don't want it, I have to slap in the face!"
Chapter completed!