Leng Xuan became more and more excited as he fought, and the powerful power contained in his body poured out at this moment like an angry sea. He had never felt that the release of this power was so refreshing.
Zhang Zhilin, who had been in a defensive state, was not angry because of his passivity. Instead, like Leng Xuan, his face became more and more excited. He heard him roar, and the purple sword raised a cloud of dust, blocking the way.
Leng Xuan's sight was blocked. And in the dust, a piece of sword light flashed out, broke through the dust, and slashed fiercely at the top of Leng Xuan's head. Leng Xuan twisted his waist and dodged from the side. Zhang Zhilin made a move.
Before the attack was successful, the back moves immediately followed. The blade swept forward with a 180-degree angle, slashing directly into Leng Xuan's waist and abdomen. If this move was successful, Leng Xuan's body would immediately break into two halves.
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Facing this powerful blow, Leng Xuan's face was as dark as water, and there was no tension in his eyes. He fell backwards, and a simple iron bridge movement caused the blade to pass over his waist. Leng Xuan laughed and turned over
He jumped up, and before Zhang Zhilin could continue his attack, he had already launched a counterattack. In this way, you came and I fought with almost a hundred moves, but there was no difference. At this time, I saw Zhang Zhilin withdrew the purple sword in his hand, and quickly moved towards
He retreated. When Leng Xuan saw this, he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you fight?" Zhang Zhilin pointed the blade to the ground and asked: "Your strength has not reached the stage of spiritual death, right?"
Leng Xuan did not hide anything, nodded and said: "Yes, there is still one step left." Zhang Zhilin laughed and said: "Amazing, you are the first person to be able to contend with me for so long without falling behind with the strength of the half-step spiritual silence stage.
No wonder my elder brother and the others are no match for you, you are indeed very strong." After a pause, he continued: "In this case, there is no need for us to waste time on moves. If this continues, we won't be able to tell the difference even if we fight until tomorrow morning.
The winner comes." Leng Xuan turned the Dragon Subduing Staff and asked with a smile: "Then what do you want?" Zhang Zhilin raised his head and said: "You and I will compete with each other in three moves, and the winner will be determined by the three moves. How about it?"
Leng Xuan's heartbeat was racing and he nodded and said: "Okay, I'll do as you say." Zhang Zhilin laughed wildly and said loudly: "Okay, okay, then you can take it." After saying that, he jumped up and jumped into the air.
Suddenly the sky was filled with sword light, as if to cover up the night sky. "Destroy a thousand armies with one sword!" Along with his roar, a powerful momentum suddenly burst out, as if thousands of cavalry rushed across the ground, the majestic
The power of Yang was like the brilliance of the scorching sun. Leng Xuan's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of solemnity, and the momentum of his body gradually soared upwards. After a moment, behind him, a golden dragon seemed to be hovering, looking proudly at the world. Leng Xuan
Xuan opened his mouth, and a deafening roar resounded through the night sky. At the same time, the Dragon Subduing Staff in his hand emitted thousands of golden light, like a living Buddha coming into the world.
Immediately, golden dragons were seen soaring into the sky from the Dragon Subduing Staff, circling and dancing in the night sky. When Zhang Zhilin attacked with the force of thousands of troops, Leng Xuan rushed forward with the awe-inspiring power of the dragons. Both sides
As soon as it came into contact, a huge roar immediately sounded from it. Under this powerful force, the top of the mountain broke apart and turned into stones falling down. With a single blow, Zhang Zhilin's remaining power remained undiminished.
I heard him shout: "Two swords split the sky." Suddenly, his purple sword's purple light surged, and in an instant it turned into a giant blade more than ten meters long, slashing towards Leng Xuan in the wind.
Leng Xuan raised his head and thrust the Dragon Subduing Staff into the ground. Then, his body was gradually enveloped in a layer of golden light.