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Chapter One Hundred and Ten

Xia Qingyang maintained the rhythm of the battle with a cold face, and changed from the initial attack to the attack and defense without any mistakes, which made Beiheng Lanzhi, who was highly nervous, feel very uncomfortable.

She wanted to win quickly, so she tried to attack for a while before... but she found that Xia Qingyang's background was also solid, and it could even be said to be unfathomable.

After all her attacks were blocked, she had to fall into a rather uncomfortable stalemate.

Another half an hour passed, and the two sides had exchanged thousands of moves!

Not only martial arts techniques, but also various secret techniques emerge one after another.

But no one can take anyone.

Xia Qingyang always has to leave any strength to guard against the opponent's extremely sharp sword energy, and Beiheng Lanzhi also has to face the extremely strange palm power and claw technique.

Both sides have fear and are not allowed to exert their full strength.

At the same time, the more Beiheng Lanzhi fights, the more strange it becomes. The bloody young master in front of him has such a deep foundation that he doesn't look like an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect... It's like the authentic martial arts of the Xuanmen.

Although they were all covered by blood evil, she still noticed the unconcealed pure Yin meaning in the other party's true qi.

She knew it was difficult this time.

Therefore, he began to provoke: "Young Master of Blood, are you ready to compete with the little woman in physical strength?"

Xia Qingyang paused after hearing this, and then continuously fired the blood-front arrow curse and the blood-evil flying claws... Then let's compete for the consumption of true qi!

He can actually do it, as long as he can consume this Beiheng Lanzhi.

Beiheng Lanzhi saw this attitude and hurriedly wanted to dodge.

However, Xia Qingyang's [sense] and [sophistication] both reach the third level of effect.

He directly manipulated his inspiration magic from the air and encircled Beiheng Lanzhi without wasting a single trace of it.

Seeing this, Beiheng Lanzhi also stopped dodging and turned to the wonderful methods of Beiheng Immortal Sect to offset these attacks one by one.

But in this way, she realized that her true qi was seriously exhausted...

Look at the bloody young master Xia Qingyang over there... he has already started to attack quietly again!

She swallowed a pill helplessly and continued to deal with it with secret methods.

The two sides went from melee fighting to secret methods to fight against each other, and then to another melee fighting...

This time, Beiheng Lanzhi could not bear the loss of her true energy, but she changed to close combat.

She has taken three spiritual pills one after another, and has formed a temporary accumulation of medicinal power in her body. It is difficult to take the medicine for a while.

And what about Xia Qingyang?

He was just a little gasping.

The key is that he has not taken the spiritual medicine to replenish true qi once!

This is very hurtful. The difference in the total amount of true qi between the two sides is a bit huge.

What is more important is the mental gap.

She already felt exhausted in such a high-intensity battle, but what about the other party?

Xia Qingyang's mental fluctuations have been extremely stable since the beginning, and the spells controlled by his divine thoughts are as accurate as ever... This is obviously a situation of ease!

"I'm not as good as him!"

This is Beiheng Lanzhi's first reaction after recognizing the current situation.

It is hard to accept, but for her, she has put down some burden.

She suddenly changed her trick and forced Xia Qingyang to retreat, then gasped and said, "Lan Zhi only knew that there were people outside the world, and the bloody young master had an amazing career. The little girl was willing to give up the disadvantage."

"But the outcome is not about strength or weakness. Lan Zhi will use the secret technique of my Beiheng Immortal Sect today... Maybe it will be defeated without force, Bloody Young Master... Brother Xia is careful!"

Is this a mutual appreciation and then I will kill you?

Xia Qingyang suddenly became alert, remembering the power of the previous "Taiqing Shengang Jue", and was very worried that Beiheng Lanzhi would be unable to think about it and die with him.

Although he had already found a way out in the end... at worst, he could turn to a ghost cultivator after he died, and it would be impossible to hug the thighs of the underworld.

But no one would be willing to do this kind of thing, right?

However, the changes in Beiheng Lanzhi in front of him seem to be different from before.

She was still so sharp, but this time the sharpness gathered into the Yunquan sword in her hand...

She said lightly: "Lan Zhi was too arrogant before, and always thought she could easily grasp the essence of all the inheritances of the sect... and she was still too ambitious."

"The "Taiqing Shengang Jue" is not something that Lan Zhi can reach. However, the "Beiheng Shenjian Jue" created by the master worked hard to create is exactly what Lan Zhi used at this time."

"Young Master Blood, please give me some advice."

After the words came, the sword had already stabbed.

Speed, strength, and skills remain unchanged from the previous one. The only thing that adds is the peerless sharpness that makes his scalp numb.

When his escape technique was restricted, he could only use blood claws to handle it... I don’t know if his “Drinking Blood Claw” and the second-grade “Taiyin Blood Claw” can be handled.

It's a pity that the second-grade "Taiyin Blood Claw" evolved from "Taiyin Blood Palm" seems to be at its limit.

"Clang!!"

A deafening thump came.

Xia Qingyang's entire right hand felt numb, and he even clearly felt some structural collapse on the "Drink Blood Divine Claw".

This is not only due to the opponent's sharpness, but also the material of the "Drinking Blood Claw" itself is difficult to withstand the powerful collision of the two true qi of both sides.

In just a moment, the "blood-drinking God Claw" he obtained after spending a lot of effort in the blood sacrifice had already broken.

This made him feel confused and he also felt a resentful aura... He never hindered the Beiheng Immortal Sect, why did he target him so deliberately?

In addition to being secretly angry, he couldn't help but show his true skills.

The hands that were originally covered by blood evil have now quietly transformed into the essence condensed Taiyin true qi... and the blood palm and blood claws have also quietly turned into the "Taiyin Divine Palm".

This is really putting out real kung fu to fight the enemy.

Beiheng Lanzhi also felt that the opposite method suddenly changed drastically.

The attack was no longer so weird and fierce, but became gentle and erratic.

Previously, she had to reserve nearly half of her strength to guard against the strangeness of the Blood Palm, but now she can only play five points in front of Xia Qingyang even if she uses ten of her true power.

The fifth-grade "Taiyin Divine Palm" is so magical.

Xia Qingyang doesn’t need to practice any explosive secret techniques, it is already powerful enough in itself.

Every sword of Beiheng Lanzhi was easily resolved by Xia Qingyang with the power of hiding needles in the cotton... This made her very anxious.

Although "Beiheng Divine Sword Degree" is not just a flash of youth like "Taiqing Divine Sword Degree", it really can't last for too long.

Her true energy was consumed rapidly, and she could no longer do it if she wanted to switch to "Taiqing Shen Gang Jue".

The huge burden that originally acted on the body is now replaced by the Yunquan Sword in her hand... She seemed to have heard the many mourns coming from the Yunquan Sword.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to stop at this time. Now the other party is pressing her to beat her...

Finally, Xia Qingyang took advantage of his deeper trump card to get a better first-year high.

When his hands were cut by the sharp energy, the sword in Beiheng Lanzhi's hand finally couldn't hold on and cracked brittlely from it.


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