Xiang Long kept attacking Ning Qiancheng, but Ning Qiancheng was like a loach, leaving Xiang Long helpless.
After struggling for a while, the suppressed anger in Xiang Long's heart finally made his injuries worse.
His face was ashen, and although he tried his best to suppress the surging energy and blood in his body, his Adam's apple was still inevitably turning up and down.
Ning Qiancheng naturally saw all this. However, he did not feel proud at all. Instead, he smiled and said unhurriedly: "I advise you to consider my suggestion."
"you!"
Xiang Long's expression froze, and in anger, the blood that had been suppressed for a long time finally spurted out uncontrollably.
"I told you that I won't fight you until you recover from your injuries!"
Ning Qiancheng stood proudly on the ring, his empty sleeves constantly swinging. He was clearly at a disadvantage, but at this moment, he was like a giant standing in front of Xiang Long. The roles of the two seemed to have completely changed inadvertently.
subversion.
"Okay! Give me a quarter of an hour!"
Although Xiang Long is reluctant to admit it, he has to admit that his current state is indeed no longer suitable for continuing to fight: "In a quarter of an hour, I want you to know that the gap in strength between you and me is as high as in the sky.
The underground is insurmountable!"
Ning Qiancheng nodded lightly, as if he didn't take Xiang Long's words seriously at all.
"I'm warning you! If you dare to attack me while I'm recovering, don't blame me for being rude!"
Although Ning Qiancheng promised to let Xiang Long heal his injuries, Xiang Long was still worried, fearing that this was Ning Qiancheng's trick.
Ning Qiancheng's lips curved into a teasing arc, and he said, "Ning has always acted openly and aboveboard. I'm afraid only you can think of such villainous behavior."
Xiang Long was so angry that he knew that he did not have the energy to chat with Ning Qiancheng here. However, he did not take it lightly. Instead, he turned to look at the middle-aged man in the audience and said: "Master Chen, I hope
You bear witness to Xiang. If this person sneaks up on Xiang while he is recovering from his injuries, I hope Mr. Chen can deal with it impartially!"
When Mr. Chen heard this, he couldn't help but have a look of disdain in his eyes, and said: "A warrior of the first level of Dao Fei Realm is actually afraid of a sneak attack by a person of Dao Ji Realm? Don't forget, where are you now?
Here! There is only winning or losing here, and there is no such thing as despicable means!"
Xiang Long's eyes froze, but he understood that he had done such a stupid thing inadvertently.
At that moment, he glanced at Ning Qiancheng angrily. The gloomy look in his eyes was like a poisonous snake.
He sat down cross-legged anxiously, took out a healing elixir from the storage ring, swallowed it quickly, and immediately started refining it.
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After a while, Xiang Long finally opened his eyes. His gloomy eyes flashed with a cold light, like a sharp sword that was about to penetrate Ning Qiancheng.
He stood up slowly. Although his face was still pale, the aura on his body had completely recovered.
"Ning Qiancheng, your death has come! I really didn't expect that you didn't take action on such a good opportunity just now? Now, I want to see how much you can do!"
Xiang Long held the sword again, but his whole aura changed inexplicably. Like a sleeping jackal, after waking up, he slowly opened his scarlet eyes.
"go to hell!"
Xiang Long held a big knife in his hand and cut through the air. With a harsh sound, the sharp knife struck Ning Qiancheng directly.
Ning Qiancheng gradually became serious. Seeing Xiang Long's voice, his pupils gradually dilated. Suddenly, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Ding!
The swords met in the air, sparks shot out, and a powerful aura suddenly exploded, blowing Ning Qiancheng and Xiang Long away.
Although Ning Qiancheng's strength is low, every step he takes is extremely sure-footed. Although the concentration of spiritual power is not as high as that of Xiang Long, his strength is not inferior at all!
In the first confrontation, Ning Qiancheng's combat prowess was not inferior to that of Xiang Long.
Ning Qiancheng forcibly suppressed the blood flowing in his body, and his eyes gradually became more ferocious!
Their eyes met, and Xiang Long and Ning Qiancheng's eyes collided in the air. At this moment, Xiang Long felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast, and a trace of panic flashed through his heart.
Although this kind of panic only passed by in a flash, it was still caught by Ning Qiancheng. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and this time he actually took the initiative.
The long sword danced wildly in the air, and icy sword flowers bloomed in the air, releasing an icy and dangerous aura.
"You're really looking for death!"
Xiang Long quickly came to his senses and saw that Ning Qiancheng was actually taking the initiative to rush towards him. A humiliating feeling of being slighted came to his heart involuntarily.
Immediately his face turned cold, and Xiang Long raised his sword again to kill Xiang Ning Qiancheng!
For a time, on the arena, spiritual powers were intertwined and flying, like meteors colliding with each other. Every time they fought, an extremely strong momentum would erupt.
Ning Qiancheng gradually received many wounds on his body, but he did not retreat at all. On the contrary, he became more courageous as he fought, and the wounds on his body inspired an extremely strong desire to win in his heart.
On the other hand, Xiang Long, although he is a master of the first level of Dao Fei Realm, is obviously stronger than Ning Qiancheng in terms of strength and physical condition.
Unfortunately, after being unable to attack for a long time, and even resulting in a draw every time, this impatient man who was already full of anger finally gradually lost his calmness in his mind.
After a while, his attack began to become chaotic. Although he was still able to injure Ning Qiancheng with more tyrannical power, he could no longer pose any fatal threat to the opponent.
Qin Yi's eyes never left the ring. Seeing this scene, the corner of his mouth raised with excitement: "It seems that there is no suspense in this battle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Qiancheng's shoulder was slashed by Xiang Long's sword again, and blood flowed out, dyeing his white robe red, and even dyed the arena under his feet red.
But Ning Qiancheng seemed to have transformed into a painless monster. The wound of this knife was quite deep, but he seemed not to notice it.
Suddenly, a flash of ferocity flashed in his scarlet eyes, and then he used the flesh and blood of his shoulder to forcefully suck Xiang Long's sword onto his shoulder.
The long sword quickly cut through the air, carrying a thick murderous aura, like a silver lightning, and rushed straight towards the dragon's neck.
Whoosh!
The long sword cut through the flesh and made a muffled sound. The edge of Ning Qiancheng's long sword was placed on Xiang Long's neck. The blood penetrated the skin and flowed down the neck, dyeing a large area of Xiang Long's chest red.
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This was the first injury that Xiang Long suffered since the battle. Compared with Ning Qiancheng's numerous wounds, it could be said to be insignificant.
However, it was this sword wound that caused Xiang Long's psychological defense to completely collapse!