"I, Lie Zijiao, swear to the sky that I will have a life-and-death battle with Lie Yan today. Whether we live or die, it all depends on our strength, and each of us is destined to live in peace! I swear to the end, until death!" A flash of silver flashed across the sky, and Lie Zijiao looked at it with satisfaction.
The fierce flames that made the oath, the corners of the eyes and the tips of the brows are all filled with evil intentions.
She has waited long enough for today!
Lie Zijiao pulled out a sword with a faint red light.
For this battle, she begged her master to give her a sword, just to deal with this trash. I believe that when the sword comes out, she will be able to kill her immediately!
Lie Yan took a look at the sword in Lie Zijiao's hand and knew that it was a spiritual magic weapon. It seemed that He Jun had also spent a lot of money. They had already racked their brains for today's battle!
Lieyan shook off the weightless Qianfang Chi in his hand and smiled faintly, "This sword of yours looks so-so and can be used just fine. I will reluctantly accept it later."
Lie Zijiao's eyes were filled with furious fire, and she laughed and said, "It's just you? Hahaha!! Trash, look at the sword!"
The sword is like a dragon coming out of the sea, carrying Lie Zijiao's own fire spirit, and rushing towards the flames quickly.
boom!
The sword swallowed by the fire went straight to Lieyan's chest. After two feints, Liezijiao's sword shook out three steaming flame flowers, hitting the upper, middle and lower areas.
Although this small flame flower doesn't look too startling, in fact if it is hit, it can blast a hole in the skin.
Lie Zijiao pursed her lips with a smile of victory. This move was considered to be Lie Zijiao's special skill. She didn't believe that Lie Yan could dodge it.
But how does it actually work?
Lie Zijiao was stunned on the spot when the figure in front of him changed into a blur.
There was no trace of the flames in her eyes, and she didn't even know when the other party moved. A bad premonition crept into her heart, and before she could react, she suddenly felt a strong wind blowing from the back of her head.
There was a loud "boom", and Lie Zijiao was hit by the strong wind on the back of the head. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and he dived forward three or four meters inertially, then half-knelt on the ground.
Lieyan's figure, originally three or four meters away, suddenly appeared in front of her, with the sword in his hand pointing at her throat.
The speed is incredibly fast. To a layman, it looks like it is moving instantly!
One move!
Everyone on the field looked at them in astonishment.
With just one move, Lie Zijiao was severely injured on the back of her head and collapsed on the ground!
If Lieyan hadn't only used half of her strength, and Liezijiao was a Xiantian monk, she would have died with her skull shattered at this moment.
There is a big difference between the Xiantian realm and the Golden Core realm, so how can they be the same in terms of strength? Lieyan is just teasing Lie Zijiao.
Lie Ziyu stood up suddenly. He could no longer maintain his graceful and noble image, but could not help but scream angrily, "What? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!!! Lie Yan, you are cheating!
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"There's something wrong with the pink silk in your hand!" Lie Ziyu screamed, pointing at the flames in the inner circle of the mask, and shouted angrily, "Stop it, stop it immediately!!"
Lieyan looked at her with a sneer, "In the world of martial arts, only speed is the best. My sister can't keep up with my speed. Death is her only way out!"
Everyone's hearts were suffocated, and they suddenly felt that when she read this sentence, her face did not rise and fall at all, and her eyes did not even move, as if the Lie Zijiao they were looking at now was a dead person.
To her, killing someone is like strangling a tiny ant.
Even if this person is from the same clan as her!
Lie Zijiao was hit hard on the back of her head and felt dizzy for a moment. Although she didn't know how Lie Yan moved his hands, she instinctively felt danger.
After coughing out several mouthfuls of blood, a strange expression appeared on Lie Zijiao's face, "You think you won? Bah! It's still very early! I will prove to everyone here! You, Lie Yan, are far inferior to me, Lie Zi
Sweet!"
After saying this, Lie Zijiao stood up with her broken body and roared angrily, "Level 5 fantasy beast Northern Bear! Transform into a beast!"
Then Lie Zijiao's eyes began to gradually become rounder, as if their eyeballs were about to fall out, and the eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes. Her body also swelled to a huge size, and her whole bones made a loud clicking sound.
The flames slowly retreated, then retreated again.
With ice in his eyes, he just looked at her with a sneer.
Lie Zijiao's palm became as big as a cattail leaf fan, and she slapped it with a "snap", bringing with it a burst of fast fire.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Lie Yan escaped several lines of fire, and now she looks as if she is standing in front of a giant like Mount Tai, extremely small!
So ugly!
Lieyan shook his head. Liezijiao still looked weak and fragile at this time. She had completely turned into a bear!
The originally delicate skin was covered by a thick layer of black bristles!
This is animalization!
But Lie Yan knew that this was the lowest form of animal transformation among the four different types of animal transformation!
What is transformed into a beast is only the bulky form of the phantom beast, and the power gained is only one percent of that of the phantom beast!
To transform into a beast is to integrate the power of the phantom beast you carry into your own body, which can strengthen your defense and attack.
Lie Zijiao's phantom beast had been hidden away until today, and he had done everything possible for her.
A fifth-level phantom beast, the Northern Bear, is equivalent to a strength above the Spiritual Silence Realm.
But at this moment, it was superimposed on Lie Zijiao in the lowest animal form, so it didn't have much effect.
Lie Zijiao might as well just use the fantasy beast to fight, the chance of winning is still slightly higher.
"The fury of the northern bear!!" Lie Zijiao shouted loudly, and with a giant hand like a cattail leaf, holding a trace of fire spirit in his mouth, he smacked Lie Yan on the head, with a contemptuous sneer in his eyes, "Go to hell, Lie Yan!"
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The fierce flames "swish" away the power of her palm.
With a deafening loud noise, a tiny crack appeared on the ground.
Lie flames rose into the sky, and with the pink silk wrapped around his hand, he picked up a sword that Lie Zijiao had casually abandoned on the ground, and grabbed it in his hand.
He swung the sword backhand very quickly, drawing a perfect blood line on Lie Zijiao's neck.
Mu Tiankuang quickly covered Huo'er's eyes. At the same time, Lie Zijiao's head was picked up by Lie Yan's sword again. He suddenly flew up and spun around in mid-air until the skull fell to the ground. Lie Zijiao
After transforming into a beast, the heavy body hit the ground with a rumble.
"You don't need to prove anything to anyone about your true strength! Your own heart is the best proof!" Lieyan sneered at the corner of his mouth, looking at the bloody sword tip, and said expressionlessly, "You ant, you are really
You are too weak! You are not worthy to be called my opponent of Lieyan!"
The red light on the sword tip flashed slightly, and the blood on the sword body was sucked clean without any trace.
Lieyan put the sword back into the scabbard and kept it for his own use.
When I walked back to the outer circle of light, I could clearly see a group of people from Zhongren Hall, all of whom took a step back in horror.
The originally silent field suddenly erupted into a small sound of gasping and inhaling...