The sword light is as sharp as the cold winter is coming.
Meng Xingyuan slashed out with his sword, and there was frost condensation in the air, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
Between the lightning and flint, Meng Xingyuan struck out more than ten sword lights in a row, like an ice snake cracking the sky, with terrifying power.
But Shentu was not weak at all. The thick long stick itself was flowing with khaki brilliance, and the powerful spiritual power formed a coercive pressure and enveloped Meng Xingyuan. Although the shadow of the stick in his hand was thick, it was swung like a wild python, and Meng Xingyuan slashed with sword light.
, he also responded with a tough attitude and color!
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"...
In the flash of lightning, the two have fought each other no less than a hundred times.
The energy aftermath surged through the air, creating an astonishing momentum that made people speechless.
He Mengchang stayed away from the center of the battlefield and watched from a distance with several other surviving Fire Hammer teams, but they were already stunned.
He was surprised to meet Meng Xingyuan here. Seeing Meng Xingyuan at this moment, he could actually confront the bald murderer to such an extent. Even though he knew that he should be alert at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
How long has it been since then?
How could that little brother who had to be protected by himself from Hantian City to Dantian City become so scary?!
What happened in the past half year?!
The light of the sword is as cold as water, and like the coming of winter, killing all things.
The set of sword skills that Meng Xingyuan is using at this moment is a set of Xuan-level first-grade spiritual skills that he exchanged from the [Spiritual Skills] in the [Mall], [Nine Swords of Suihan]!
The cold weather is like the end of the year. Ice covers the world and kills everything!
This set of sword skills recorded in the God System itself is undoubtedly very powerful.
This is also a mysterious level spiritual skill, and it is difficult to advance. Meng Xingyuan spent many killing points, but he could only barely upgrade this sword skill to level 3.
Even this level 3 made him feel so distressed that his liver was trembling!
However, the results are also huge.
With this set of sword skills, he, who was already capable of fighting across ranks, became even more fierce. This is why he was able to gallop around the inner siege of Tianfeng Ridge for more than two months.
However, this bald man Shentu does not seem to be a simple great spiritual warrior.
His stick skills were as steady as a rock, and every time he hit or fell, he was accompanied by great strength. Confronting him gave Meng Xingyuan the illusion that he was confronting a ferocious beast of the same level. At least, in terms of strength, he was stronger than this one at this moment.
The bald man is not much weaker than the former.
What's even more frightening is that this bald man is neither slow nor slow. Every blow is as sharp as a violent storm, but his breath is very calm and neither hasty nor slow. Meng Xingyuan deliberately wants to mess up his fighting rhythm, but he still doesn't move.
Like a mountain, it is really like a rock, unmoved by wind and rain and unstoppable by thunder.
"Tough guy!"
Meng Xingyuan was depressed.
Little did he know that Shentu opposite him was even more depressed than him.
As a two-star Great Spiritualist, he has absolute confidence in his own skills. In particular, his strength is his capital that he is proud of.
However, at this moment, when facing this Seven-Star Spiritualist kid, he actually felt a sense of absurdity and inadequacy.
Every time the giant stick fell down, it was enough to collapse mountains and crack the ground. However, as soon as it came into contact with this kid's sword, I immediately felt that the strength was reduced by 30%.
And this feeling seems to become more and more obvious the more times we fight.
Thirty breaths later, Shentu was shocked to find that the movement of his spiritual power had suddenly stagnated!
This discovery shocked him to death.
You know, in a truly equal life-and-death battle, even a slight difference can sometimes be enough to determine the life or death of one of the parties, not to mention the impact on the operation of spiritual power?!
What made Shentu look most ugly was that the kid he was fighting against was still at the level of a seven-star spiritual warrior. What if he was also a great spiritual warrior at the moment? He didn't have to be at the same level as himself, even if he was a one-star great spiritual warrior.
Is it possible that I can still be his opponent at this moment?
"It's his sword energy! The cold energy attached to this kid's sword light can actually affect my actions and the movement of spiritual power in my body! It's really scary!"
He paid a little attention to other parts of his body, and sure enough, Shentu suddenly discovered that except for the muscles in his arms holding the stick that were a little stiff, other joints had actually formed small pieces of fine ice crystals!
When the spiritual power passes through this, it will subconsciously stop, or flow slowly, or take a detour. It is not surprising why the operation of the spiritual power was affected in the short thirty breaths of his fight with Meng Xingyuan.
"What kind of evil spiritual skill is this? It can actually affect the opponent silently during the battle, causing the negative effects of stagnation. This kid is so scary!"
"No, I can't go on like this!"
The divine light surged in Shentu's eyes, and he suddenly exerted force. The spiritual power in his body surged like a river, moving the whole sky, and immediately forcibly suppressed the abnormalities in various joints. The fine ice crystals formed by condensation exploded into powder in an instant, and Shentu
Holding the long stick tightly in his hand, as if he had activated some secret technique, he roared violently, and his aura suddenly increased by three points. His whole body was red, and he charged at Meng Xingyuan like a crazy ferocious beast!
"Quite smart."
Seeing Shentu being so decisive, Meng Xingyuan's eyes flashed with approval.
[Nine Swords of Suihan], regardless of the level of the spiritual skill, is simply not as good as the third-level yellow-level [Black Tiger Heart Digging] in terms of bursts under the same conditions.
But there is a very scary thing about this sword skill, that is, it gets stronger with each battle! Especially in terms of using the weak to fight the strong, it can be called a magical skill!
Just like this Shentu, who is obviously much stronger than Meng Xingyuan, but under the difficulty of [Suihan Nine Swords], he cannot kill him with force. Instead, he eats away at him bit by bit, wearing away his strength.
Even the movement of spiritual power has become stagnant under the influence of the strange cold power of [Nine Swords of Sui Han].
What a terrifying attribute it is to be able to affect the movement of a monk's power?!
Realizing this, the experienced Shentu immediately made the right judgment. He no longer chose to slowly waste time with Meng Xingyuan, but instead used all his strength to unleash the strongest blow, intending to kill Meng Xingyuan in one fell swoop!
It's a pity, but the idea is beautiful.
"A powerful man of the Great Spiritualist level... it doesn't matter. In order to point out a card with great spiritual power, it will cost a lot of shit."
With a cold light in his eyes like the cold light of winter, Meng Xingyuan roared violently, and his aura suddenly surged!
"Taotie Xingyi!"
"roar!"
Thunder breaks out in the void.
A terrifying beast shadow, as solid as ink, appeared behind him. Although it was a startling glimpse, it made everyone's hair stand on end for an instant, as if they were in hell!
Shentu struck with a stick, and the huge force had already compressed the air within ten feet and solidified before it came close. It is no exaggeration to say that this stick can destroy mountains and cut off rivers.
However, Meng Xingyuan also struck out with his sword. An ice-blue beast shadow like the one he had just formed behind him roared out and swept across the void, completely ignoring the terrifying big stick in Shentu's hand that could destroy everything, and hit him!
"Peng!"
There was a dull explosion, and Shentu's body exploded like porcelain, turning into pieces and shooting out in all directions!