6870. Chapter 6870 The attack of two Mahayana masters 2
His current cultivation level is still sealed. Although the seal has been destroyed, the amount of Qi he can use is very small, which is of no use in such a battle. Therefore, his only reliance at the moment is his powerful body. If not
Because he has practiced the Nine-turn Golden Body Art to the stage of six-breaking and six-standing, he has no chance at all. However, what troubles him is that although his current physical body is strong, he can only deal with the strong men in the early stage of Mahayana. If the opponent's
If his cultivation exceeds the early stage of Mahayana, he will be powerless.
As soon as the fist was withdrawn, the sword rain behind him also fell. The fierce momentum made Leng Xuan feel chilled. Without cultivation, his speed and many methods could not be used. With only one body, he had to deal with two Mahayana.
It was too difficult for the strong men at the peak of the later period. When the rain of swords fell, Leng Xuan felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if thousands of needles were piercing his body. When the rain of swords all fell, although Leng Xuan's body was not penetrated by the rain of swords,
But it has turned red. Although his physical body is strong, the peak strength of the late Mahayana can still cause certain damage to his physical body. Gritting his teeth, Leng Xuan turned around suddenly and quickly ran away from the forest. He was very worried.
It is clear that if he continues to stay, he has no chance of winning. The only way is to get rid of the other party. However, the idea is good, but it is extremely difficult to do it.
There was no way, the opponent was too strong, and he could ride the wind. There was no comparison between him and the opponent. But in just a few ups and downs, the two middle-aged men had already caught up with him.
"Kill!" As the square-faced man roared, the casserole-sized fist struck out again, like a beast galloping, unstoppable. "Break!" Not to be outdone, Leng Xuan clenched his fists with both hands and resisted the opponent's attack.
However, this attack was several times more powerful than before. It should be that the opponent used all his strength. When the two fists touched, Leng Xuan felt a powerful force rushing towards him, directly hitting his body.
He was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground. Before he could stand up, the sword-wielding cultivator had already shot forward with electricity, and the sword tip radiating cold light in his hand hit his vital part. The speed of the sword was very fast.
Quick, it arrived in the blink of an eye, not even giving Leng Xuan a moment. In desperation, Leng Xuan bit his steel teeth, raised his hands violently, and directly blocked the sword with his flesh and blood body. Wherever the sword reached, Leng Xuan
A white sword mark immediately appeared on Xuan's hands, causing a dull pain.
The square-faced man snorted coldly and said, "Let's see how long you can hold on."
After the words fell, the man with the square face and the man with the sword charged forward again, attacking Leng Xuan from the left and the right. Leng Xuan cursed secretly and did not dare to fight them head-on, so he had to continue running backwards for his life. However, he still
Before he could escape more than ten meters, Leng Xuan was knocked to the ground again by the opponent. When the square-faced man saw this, he couldn't help but sneered: "How dare you claim to be the master of the righteous path in the world of cultivation with this little strength? Humph, that's ridiculous."
Then, he raised his fist high and struck hard at Leng Xuan who was on the ground. But at this moment, a sharp cold light suddenly shot out from mid-air and hit the square-faced man in the back. "Who is that person?"
?" The square-faced man roared, turned around suddenly, and punched the cold light, completely defeating it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Xuan jumped with both legs and quickly escaped from the square-faced man.