While Zhihao was still ascending, a blood-red sword light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. He hurriedly dodged, and with his extremely fast movement, there was a clear and sweet sound on the stone wall, the metal and stone intermingled, and there was a dull sound.
Zhihao no longer had the intention to appreciate such beautiful music. Even if he avoided this desperate blow, Zhihao still felt hot in his chest. He used the soul-stirring sword. Wherever the sword's energy touched, it still had such lethality. Zhihao secretly
I was shocked and secretly admired.
With a tightness in his chest and a fishy taste in his mouth, Zhihao gritted his teeth and swallowed forcefully.
His body fell rapidly, Zhihao approached the stone wall in mid-air, climbed up with his ape-like arms, and hung firmly on the stone wall. When he looked sideways, the old man in Xuanyi was also falling, and his body was caught below him, drifting in the wind.
It was such a close call that Zhihao broke out in a cold sweat. If he had just been hit by the old man in black clothing, his head was now missing, and several pieces of corpses were still falling. They fell heavily to the ground, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. It was a mess, and it was too horrible to see.
Zhihao adjusted his breathing for a moment and continued to help. The lone pine was right above his head and within reach.
Zhihao stabilized his figure, and the old man in black clothes slowly climbed up, only a few meters away from Zhihao, and looked at each other.
His eyes are still sharp and cold, without hatred or contempt, as calm as a stranger, as if they have never met each other before, and they will leave indifferently once they see each other. Zhihao really doesn't know how to evaluate his opponent's eyes, they are aloof.
, or indifference?
Perseverance, the persistence of a killer, from the ground to the cliff, and from the cliff to the lonely pine, Zhihao knows that if there is no result today, the many grudges will never be settled.
Looking at each other for just a moment is like recharging one's energy in extreme exhaustion. Once the slight adjustment is made, there will be a new round of attacks, and the situation is getting worse and worse.
Zhihao looked at the old man in Xuanyi, his face as cold as ice and his heart as calm as water. Nothing could disturb Zhihao's mind at this moment. On this cliff, the old man in Xuanyi definitely couldn't take any advantage, regardless of the force of the attack just now.
It was so fierce that as long as Zhihao could dodge it easily, it would not take long for the old man in Xuanyi to be exhausted. At that time, Zhihao would succeed with one strike, win in one fell swoop, and decide the world.
Zhihao saw that the complexion of the old man in black clothes was far less moist and bronze than before. Now it was slightly purple, and his complexion was close to that of Da Liu. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy.
Maybe his complexion is no better than that of the old man in Xuanyi, but Zhihao is absolutely confident, his thoughts are slightly concentrated, and his body is gradually filling up. On this cliff, Zhihao's true energy is definitely replenished much faster than the old man.
The old man in black clothes is still hanging on the stone wall. Zhihao can't tell whether he will attack or retreat, maybe he is adjusting his breath silently. Anyway, Zhihao has made up his mind and will not retreat even if it takes him three days and three days.
night.
The old man in Xuanyi suddenly moved and rushed towards Zhihao. He moved, and finally moved, and struck another sharp blow. Zhihao had been prepared for a long time. His figure floated and he was already hiding aside. The stone wall was filled with sparks.
The sound of metal and stone intersecting.
Zhihao avoided this time and floated straight up. As he left the stone wall, he climbed onto a lone pine branch with one hand and swung gently, already in the canopy of the tree.
Looking back at the old man in Xuanyi, he missed a single hit and was leaning against the stone wall under the lonely pine tree, recharging his energy.
The fight has already consumed a lot of energy, and it is impossible to be like when they just climbed up the stone wall, the two figures were flying back and forth on the cliff, rippling vertically and horizontally.
Zhihao was in the canopy of the tree, and he was many times more relaxed than the old man in black clothes hanging on the stone wall. Just as Zhihao was relaxing slightly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, which made Zhihao break into a cold sweat.
Could it be that he was hit by the old man in Xuanyi again just now? He obviously avoided it by dodging, or it was the sword energy. Zhihao had to secretly admire him. After the fight until now, the skill of the old man in Xuanyi is still so strong, and the sword energy is so powerful.
Zhi, still extremely fierce.
The severe pain in his chest was getting higher and higher. Zhihao could only grit his teeth and endure it silently. He must not let the old man in Xuanyi see it. If his opponent noticed Zhihao's injury at this time, he would definitely pounce on him at all costs. Then Zhihao's situation would be terrible.
Quite dangerous.
Zhihao's face was expressionless, and the old man in black clothes was also watching. Maybe a few seconds later, there would be a new round of attacks, leaping straight into the tree crown, and the duel on the lone pine would be a unique one.
When Zhihao was only given a few seconds, he concentrated his thoughts and resisted with his mind.
In fact, it is not just a matter of resisting the pain and tightness in the chest with thoughts, but also with guidance. If the injury is accumulated, let it disperse. If the blood vessels are blocked, let it unblock. Zhihao suddenly trembled, burning, a kind of fire.
A scorching heat ignited from his chest, burning so much that Zhihao was willing to jump from the tree crown, even though he was now high on a cliff dozens of meters high.
Fire, Zhihao felt the fire burning in his chest, burning hotly. Zhihao vaguely saw that he was instantly swallowed up by a ball of flames. The bright red fire was burning, and in the center of the flames, there was a small green flame.
Sandwiched with azure blue, azure blue and green merge into a bright and pleasant color, floating gently in the center of the flames, which is pleasing to the eye.
Zhihao felt a kind of relaxation, or refreshment, and the pain and fatigue all over his body disappeared instantly. At the same time, his body was rapidly expanding. Zhihao was surprised to find that he seemed to be an unshakable myth standing between heaven and earth, with swords and axes on top.
, lightning and lightning strikes can't hurt even half a cent.
Feeling, a magical feeling, after being struck by the sword energy of the old man Xuanyi, I suddenly felt it miraculously in my chest. The energy all over Zhihao was surging, and every pore was opening. In an instant, everything in the world was covered.
The spiritual energy is gathered into one body, which is spiritual and brave.
It was scorching hot, and the piece of black jade hung on my chest. Sister Rouyu hung it with her own hands.
The ink jade is shining with faint light, green and blue.
The old man in Xuanyi had already moved and rushed straight towards Lone Pine. He only paused for a few seconds to attack and dodge, and what followed should be a fight.
Wrong, totally wrong.
Zhihao let out a long roar, floating far away on the cliffs and valleys, like thunder and drums, with endless echoes, deep and distant.
Zhihao stepped forward with both feet, ejected, and rushed straight towards the old man in Xuanyi. His current action was not to dodge, but to attack. Even if he was facing a myth that would never be defeated, Zhihao had nothing to fear!
The sharp weapons intersected together, no, it was a collision, excitement in the dullness, surging in the excitement, earth-shattering, breaking mountains and cracking rocks.
Zhihao's movements did not stop. Once they were launched, they were powerful and powerful. After the confrontation, the energy burst out, and then came the attack. The steel whip shook and turned into a steel knife. The blade sank and swept away.
The thick snow on the lone pine finally couldn't withstand the heavy pressure, let alone the shock of the explosion. Like a blizzard that had accumulated for several years, it fell in pieces and piles. In an instant, the two people under the lone pine were wrapped in
Amidst the white and chaotic snow, the two fell down.
There is an obvious difference between whereabouts and whereabouts. The difference is just a tiny bit, a world of difference.
Zhihao knew that his powerful and heavy whip had already swept across the body of the old man in Xuanyi. No matter how strong the old man in Xuanyi was, he would definitely be injured. Maybe the skin and flesh were torn, maybe the muscles and bones were bruised, but it was absolutely impossible that he would be injured at all.
He was not even injured. He was swept away by such a whip and was unscathed and safe. That was a god-level existence that Zhihao had never seen or heard of.
More importantly, Zhihao's whip knocked the old man in Xuanyi away from the stone wall, and he was almost ejected several meters away. If the old man in Xuanyi could still echo on the stone wall, it would be unimaginable.
magic.
The two of them followed the falling snow, one inside and one outside. Zhihao pressed against the stone wall, his hands and feet touching each other, and his speed suddenly slowed down. Zhihao couldn't see the old man in Xuanyi clearly in the vast white and gray area.
It's not clear, I can only see the falling snow, which has become a whole with the falling snow in the sky, boiling and flying all over the sky.
Zhihao adjusted his falling speed so that Zhihao could not stay on the cliff.
The old man in Xuanyi is a master that Zhihao has never seen before. He has unimaginable magic in him. What Zhihao is more worried about is that if the old man in Xuanyi falls to the ground, if the injury does not lead to death, then Da Liu and Xiaolou will be killed in an instant.
Put in danger.
If Da Liu and Xiao Lou do not recover at this time, it means that they have no power to fight back. The old man in Xuanyi only needs a light blow, and there is no chance of Da Liu and Xiao Lou surviving. Then risking their own lives
It was a waste of time to save each other. What Zhihao couldn't bear was that he couldn't just watch his brother disappear in front of him. Once, he had already let his dear sister disappear in front of him. He was helpless and the pain was still there. He couldn't tolerate it anymore.
This happens.
Zhihao descended rapidly, but when his speed was too fast, he touched the stone wall and adjusted slightly. At the cliff of tens of meters, Zhihao was still falling.
The snow was falling, and the flying snow was filling the air. Zhihao suddenly saw a frightening red light in the gray mist. It was dark red, and instantly turned into blood red, brilliant and dazzling red.
