Ling Chuxi was pushed back to the edge of the high platform. Her beautiful face was pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. The right hand holding the sword cracked open, and drops of blood fell to the ground, like a blooming rose, which was sad and tragic.
"Chu Xi! Sister Chu Xi! Uncle Ling, Junior Sister..." Chi Hanbing and all Hanqingchi disciples exclaimed with concern, and even Zhao Dahai and the other three were full of worry.
"I'm fine." Ling Chuxi saw Chi Hanbing's thoughts and looked at her with strong confidence in her eyes.
Although Feng Lengsong showed strength that surprised even her, she would never admit defeat. Her way of cultivation is the way of a strong person. Only by having a strong heart can you go further and further, and once you are in
If she gave up in this kind of competition, she would lose her strong will and her strength would be destined to stagnate.
What's more, the reason why Feng Lengsong hates her so much is ultimately because of Huangfu Qingjue. Even for Qingjue, she will never bow to Feng Lengsong.
Chi Hanbing saw Ling Chuxi's determination and took back the words that were about to come to her lips.
"It's a Jun-level spell, and it's also a thunder element energy, but that's all." Ling Chuxi wiped the corner of her mouth and raised the Luochen Sword again, with a strong fighting spirit in her body. The more powerful the opponent, the more excited she will be.
It aroused her pride and fighting spirit hidden deep in her blood.
"I want to see how many swords you can catch?" Seeing that Ling Chuxi was only slightly injured, Feng Lengsong was slightly surprised, but still said contemptuously.
"Five Thunder Heavenly Sword, Dharma!" Feng Lengsong shouted again, and a faint blue thunder sword light, carrying the power of Lingtian, fell towards Ling Chuxi's head.
"Cang Yuan Sword Technique, cut!" Ling Chuxi also came forward and slashed out with a sword. The realm was broken, and Ling Chuxi could only fight head-on. An almost transparent five-element sword light passed through the air.
Boom, there was another loud noise, Ling Chuxi fell to the ground on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but Feng Lengsong was unharmed.
Even though Ling Chuxi possesses Cang Yuan Sword Technique, Five Elements of Yuan Qi, Chaos Qi, and Cloud-turning Jue and other comprehensive martial arts skills, and has the ability to leapfrog challenges, the gap between the early stage of Saint level and the early stage of Jun level is not one or two levels.
So simple. What's more, at such a distance, martial arts cultivators have an inherent disadvantage when fighting against legal cultivators.
"Not bad, you can actually take one of my swords." Feng Lengsong was really surprised this time. No matter how you look at it, Ling Chuxi's strength will not exceed the early stage of the Saint level. How could he be able to take two of his swords?
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"Five Thunder Heavenly Sword, Dharma!" Feng Lengsong shouted again and added a little more strength.
"Come on, let me see how strong you are." There was a stinging pain in the meridians, Ling Chuxi gritted her teeth, stood up, and gave a clear drink of refusal.
The swords met, thunder roared, and dust and smoke flew. Ling Chuxi's face was as pale as paper, and her palms were dripping with blood, but the fighting spirit on her face was as strong as Liejia's.
"Okay, okay, let me see how long you can hold on?" Seeing the strong sword intent on Ling Chuxi's face, Feng Lengsong suddenly felt some inexplicable heart palpitations and attacked with all his strength.
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On the high platform, lightning flashed and thunder shook the sky. Feeling the huge power contained in the Five Thunder Heavenly Sword, everyone was shocked. Even though they knew that three elders had added defensive barriers around them, they still quietly retreated.
Ling Chuxi's five elements of vitality were constantly being consumed, and she was already exhausted, but she still persisted desperately. The right hand holding the sword was dripping with blood, and even her vitality, which had a miraculous effect of self-healing, had no time to heal.
The battle situation seems to be getting more and more tragic.