Chapter 661: Between the cliffs with sword and whip
Chapter 661: Swinging a sword and whipping between cliffs
In front of the cliff, the real fight officially begins.
It seemed like a close duel, but Liu was secretly sweating on the sidelines. Maybe Zhihao was strong enough to fight; maybe Zhihao was inexperienced and would fall behind in subtleties.
Anxious but unable to help each other, Liu was full of emotions. What a spirited man, he took Xiaolou to take Zhihao's life, but he cherished each other and showed mercy and became a life-long brother. When he was in extreme danger, Zhihao fought to save him again.
, such brothers are true brothers, who combine righteousness and loyalty.
Da Liu originally wanted to face all this quietly and alone. It was originally his and Xiao Lou's business, so why should he alarm Zhihao? Even Xiao Lou and Da Liu didn't want to tell. If he took it alone, it would be in exchange for the brothers who have relied on each other for many years.
One life, Da Liu recognized it.
But now, all the brothers who shouldn't have been alarmed were alarmed. Da Liu stared blankly at the cliff, anxious.
Under the cliff, a fight was going on.
The snow is falling heavier and heavier, the wind is blowing, and the snow is dancing in a white sky. It is impossible to tell where is the sky and where is the earth. It is a dense and chaotic world.
The two figures under the cliff were equally indistinguishable from each other. The figures shuttled back and forth. Da Liu could only see the dark red knife shadow and the bright black whip shadow, intersecting, separating, separating, intersecting again, or waving into a ball of light and shadow.
, rolled up in the light and shadow.
Zhihao's blood was boiling, and there was a trace of heat coming out of his body. The energy had been mobilized to the limit, as if if it increased a little bit, even just a little bit, his body would be broken.
There was no need to be careless. This was a duel of life and death. A ball of hot air had completely protected Zhihao's body, making it airtight. The sword energy of the Soul Seizing Sword hit this protective shield as if it were hitting a thick layer.
The wall is general, hard and flexible.
But Zhihao knew that he definitely couldn't hold on for long. Defense and attack also consumed Qi. If he couldn't defeat the old man in Xuanyi, he would die under the soul-stealing knife of the old man in Xuanyi in a short time.
Are you sure you can defeat the old man in Xuanyi? Zhihao doesn't have such confidence.
Zhihao launched several rounds of attacks, but all ended in failure.
The protection of the old man in Xuanyi was even tighter, more terrifying than the Italian football's defensive counterattack. Wherever the soul-stealing knife was wielded, the old man in Xuanyi was protected by an iron wall. Zhihao crossed the iron wall several times with his whip, but failed.
Being bounced back by the more flexible elasticity, Zhihao was shocked. The skill of the old man in Xuanyi was simply terrifying and unbelievable.
Zhihao felt that his physical strength was obviously declining. On the other hand, the old man in Xuanyi had a steady flow of energy. He had been fighting for such a long time and was still energetic. His sword skills were stable and his pace was more steady. When his body skills picked up speed, Zhihao was still full of energy.
Zhihao only saw a light and shadow passing by him. If it weren't for the protection of the steel whip and spiritual consciousness, Zhihao doesn't know how many injuries he would have sustained like Xiao Lou's.
Zhihao was gradually at a disadvantage. Da Liu, who was worried next to him, also saw this and broke out in a cold sweat. Da Liu was not only worried about his brothers, but also put himself in his own shoes. If Zhihao could not block the attack of the old man in Xuanyi, then
What kind of fate will he and Xiao Lou face?
Liu knew this very well.
Death on a cliff is the best destination.
If he is brought back by the old man, life will be worse than death, free confinement, physical and mental torture, and unimaginable suffering. Da Liu has secretly made up his mind that if he really hurts the Zhihao brothers, he can only tie a grass ring and retaliate in the next life.
As for myself and Xiao Lou, they didn't need to take action from the old man Xuan Yi and died by cutting off their meridians. This was the most perfect result.
Under the stone cliff, there were several corpses lying around. The old man in black clothes walked away proudly. Da Liu had thought of such a result, and such a result was approaching step by step.
Under the cliff, the two figures were still fighting and intertwined, and they were entangled again in the shuttle. Only the light of swords and whips were visible, and the figures gradually became blurred and then became clearer.
Da Liu knew that this was not a good sign. The reason why he could see the figures clearly could only mean that the movements of both parties in the fight had slowed down. Slow movements meant decreased physical strength, energy consumption, and the final result of energy consumption was a decrease in protection.
When the barrier is finally lost and exposed to the opponent, the outcome will be determined immediately.
Da Liu's heart was already hanging in his throat. Xiao Lou was in Da Liu's arms, staring blankly at the two figures fighting. He woke up and fainted. When he was awake, Xiao Lou was praying silently.
Zhihao was a little more anxious than Brother Liu.
Zhihao knew that he was carrying more and heavier things. If it ended here, how much regret would it leave. No, absolutely no, if he fell, don't talk about others, just sister Rouyu, when he was not there
, Zhihao even doubted whether Rouyu could live alone.
No, we can't continue to consume it like this.
Zhihao suddenly understood that the old man in Xuanyi was neither in a hurry nor in slowing down. He was fighting a war of attrition and his skills were far superior to those of his younger opponents. The old man in Xuanyi was very knowledgeable about the world. How could he not see this?
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Zhihao gritted his teeth, and his true energy suddenly gathered again. Hot air came out of his head like a steamer, and overlapped with the white snowy air. The snowflakes were dodging, and a vacuum was formed above Zhihao's head.
Zhihao's body suddenly became lighter, as light as nothing. The heavy body just disappeared in an instant. Zhihao shook his steel whip, swung away a light blow from the soul-snatching knife, and stood up.
On the stone wall, a figure climbed rapidly, as fast as the wind. When Da Liu looked up, he saw Zhihao's figure already more than ten meters away, holding his hand on the corner of the rock, as if hanging on the stone wall.
The old man in Xuanyi smiled coldly and did not chase. He stood quietly under the stone wall, waiting for his opponent to fall. If the young opponent fell back to the ground, a new round of fighting would begin. The old man in Xuanyi firmly believed that it would not take long.
For a long time, the fate of falling to the ground will not change. Like the few people on the ground now, they are either disabled or dead.
In the brief silence, Zhihao got a chance to breathe, but Zhihao had no intention of coming down.
Zhihao stared at the vast snowfield, his eyes slightly closed, and silently chanting in his heart: The sun, moon and stars, I am the only one to be respected, the mountains and rivers are for my use, the essence of heaven and earth is to help my spirit...
This is exactly the formula for absorbing the natural essence of heaven and earth in "Internal Strength and Heart Technique". Zhihao silently thought to his heart, and his Dantian became full again. In just a moment, it was enough to fight.
Zhihao's eyes suddenly opened, like two sharp swords, piercing through the vast snowy field. Because, as Da Liu shouted "Zhihao, be careful", a dark red sword shadow had already shot up towards Zhihao.
Come proudly.
Zhihao sneered, and suddenly he had the confidence that he had never had before fighting with the old man Xuanyi. If we fight like this, who am I afraid of?
The cliff, the upright cliff seemed to have fallen flat. Two figures suddenly fought on the cliff. The swords were whipping back and forth, the dark red was tender and the darkness was glowing.
Wherever the blade whip struck slightly, there was a loud bang, sparks flying on the stone wall, and stone chips flying.
Zhihao's movements relaxed and he moved freely and with ease.
This feeling is very good, it couldn't be better. If there is another fight like this in the future, Zhihao will not hesitate to choose to be on the stone wall, helpless, without support, which is suitable for his agile skills and lightness.
The art of lightening oneself.
The advantage here is that you no longer need to expend more energy to organize an airtight protection. You only need to be agile and stay on the stone wall to avoid the opponent's fatal blow. The opposite is true for the opponent, whose body is falling all the time.
, the sword and whip had just met, and they had to use the protrusions on the stone wall to jump up. Even if they swung the soul-stealing sword, they would not be able to use their full power.
During the fight, there were shadows on the cliff. The figures drifted back and forth, leaving the stone wall a few feet, and then hurriedly getting closer to the stone wall. This is a trick. If you are too far away, you are always in danger of falling. You are already more than ten meters away, even if you don't land on the ground.
Injured, the hard stone ground is not comfortable.
The two knew this well and carefully maintained their balance, while the fight continued.
Zhihao gradually calmed down. During the fight, he could only go up and never fall back. On the flat ground, the old man in Xuanyi wanted to kill Zhihao, so on the high cliff, Zhihao and the old man in Xuanyi would fight to the end.
From one day onwards, Zhihao suddenly felt as light as a swallow. That time he climbed the lonely pine alone, which increased Zhihao's confidence. Now on the cliff, which is almost vertical, Zhihao's confidence has doubled.
Sway freely.
The swords were whipping back and forth, and the figures of the two were still rising. When the fight reached this point, there was no possibility of separation. Da Liu raised his head and looked up. The two people on the stone wall were like two geckos, getting smaller and smaller.
Can't see clearly.
He was already close to the lone pine tree when a flash of blood suddenly flashed across his body. Zhihao's chest felt hot and his mouth tasted salty...
