When "Xiao Ling" fights with her, he always pays special attention to keeping a distance from himself.
The art of singing the moon is a sound attack art. The propagation of sound needs to be amplified at a certain distance in order to maximize the amplitude and exert the greatest power.
That's why "Xiao Ling" used the rope of sound to tie herself within a certain distance and not let her move even half a step.
In other words, as long as I am close to "Xiao Ling" now, the damage caused by his sound attack to me will be greatly reduced.
Must win!
The longing faces of the companions of the Holy Fire Hall flashed through Ling Luo's mind. Since the second senior brother can do anything to get close to Yan Hui, why can't he do the same?!
Thinking of this, a huge force suddenly surged deep in Ling Luo's heart and burst out instantly.
"Ahhhh——"
She roared loudly and used the strength from her body to break through the shackles of the rope of sound. She tapped her toes, raised the Red Sky Sword, and rushed towards "Xiao Ling".
His body is as fast as lightning.
It was so fast that even my eyes couldn't keep up, and I could only see a blazing shadow of red flames.
The jet-black blade of the Chixiao Sword erupted with blazing black extreme fire, and the sharp sword light struck "Xiao Ling"'s body.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
Ling Luo felt as if she had struck something heavy metal, and her opponent's body was so hard that she could not imagine it.
She felt a numbness in her arms, and she could hardly hold the hilt of the sword. Her body suffered a huge recoil force, and the king took several steps back.
Fan Xi's face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He lowered his head and saw that the armor on his chest was cracked. It was made of heavy iron from the basalt at the bottom of the Sea of the North, and its hardness was stronger than that of King Kong in the world.
Diamond is even harder, but it was broken by Ling Luo's sword!
What surprised him even more was that the opponent not only broke his blackstone heavy iron armor, but also left a scar on his chest.
Although the wound was not deep, it was enough to shock him.
Over the years, few people have been able to hurt their bodies. He has almost forgotten the feeling of a sword piercing his body!
The gap between Fan Xi's cultivation level and Xiao Ling's is not that big. If he takes it seriously, he will probably be evenly matched with Xiao Ling.
The body structure of the shark is different from that of humans. The body of the shark is very strong, and as the level of cultivation increases, the body becomes stronger and stronger. Ordinary weapons cannot break through the skin and leave wounds.
Ling Luo took a few steps back and stood still.
She looked at the trace of blood on "Xiao Ling's" chest with an annoyed look on her face, and said to herself: "Why did you leave such a small wound?"
In that blow just now, she used all her strength.
"You are already extraordinary for being able to leave such a wound on my body!" Fan Xi raised his head, a look of passion flashing in his eyes.
He no longer cares about the outcome of the battle. At this moment, he just wants to enjoy this battle.
Suddenly a sea-blue light flashed around Fan Xi's body, and his body grew larger.
wrong.
In other words, he turned into a fish.
The long fish tail is silver with a faint black light shining on it.
At the same time, the color of Fan Xi's hair and eyes also turned black, and only that face still maintained the "Xiao Ling" appearance.