Regardless of whether the opponent was surprised or not, Xu Sijun dropped his sword almost as soon as the force field took effect and grabbed both of the opponent's arms.
The source of power all over his body suddenly turned black, and his knees shot out like cannonballs.
“Bang bang bang!”
A violent collision sounded, and Xu Shijun's violent force exploded to the extreme at this moment.
Even with the dual protection of scale armor and source power, Taimu Er still felt like his belly was on fire. He was already injured, and the magic energy in his body was even turbulent because of it.
After clearly feeling that the opponent's source of power had darkened, the already exaggerated power more than doubled again.
Fear flashed through my heart for a moment, and I subconsciously turned around the black holy sword in an attempt to force Xu Sijun.
However, he forgot that at this moment, he was inside the force field, and his entire movement was more than twice as slow as before. As soon as his wrist flipped, Xu Shijun already grasped and clamped his wrist.
"Kacha!"
There was a crisp sound, and under Xu Zhijun's terrifying power, the wrist joints of Taimuer's right arm were instantly torn apart, and the black holy sword fell to the ground as soon as his fingers and claws were loosened.
When the opponent lost the holy sword, Xu Zhijun used his right arm to draw the sword and flew into his right palm. The black source of power was stimulated to the extreme, and his body was once again as tall as Taimuer.
"Hoola!"
Then he raised his sword and slashed violently, and the terrifying power brought out a terrifying sonic boom.
"Pfft!"
The knife was fast and urgent, and it instantly penetrated Taimuer's right shoulder, but unfortunately it did not penetrate deep into the flesh.
Because Taimei reacted very quickly, he subconsciously tilted his head and at the same time, the magic energy instantly gathered on his right shoulder, and his scales instantly became as brilliant as crystal.
The moment he was hit by the knife, he tightened his muscles to clamp the sword, and struck Xu Shijun's heart with a claw from his left arm.
At this time, Xu Xijun naturally did not give up. He abandoned his sword and clenched his fists to fight hard.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, black and red sources of energy exploded, and the two of them each took three steps back.
It was in these three steps that Taimu came out of the giant's force field, holding the wrist of his left arm with his right arm and twisting back the joint.
Only then did he finally accept the fact that the other party did carry that high-level bloodline and had a combat power that was completely equal to his own.
Then, the consumption that I originally wanted to save can no longer be saved.
With a stamp of his foot, the black holy sword shot back like a spiritual snake. The blood on his right shoulder instantly merged, and a strange and terrifying aura completely bloomed!
A majestic lizard man suddenly appeared behind him, and his endless blood flowed into the black sword, instantly turning it into a blood sword.
"Holy Sword·Blessing of Heroic Spirits!"
"Witch Swordsmanship: Weeping Blood Sword!"
"Whoosh!"
A flash of red light arrived in an instant, and in the lightning flash, if Xu Xijun didn't respond, he would be split into two in the next second.
This sword can be said to be Tamir's strongest sword currently.
He was confident that Xu Xijun couldn't catch it, and his face lit up with joy the moment he drew the sword.
The Weeping Blood Sword was very fast and reached Xu Sijun's chin almost instantly.
"Giant Force Field Town!"
At this time, a low groan sounded in Taimuer's ears.
Then he saw the corners of Xu Sijun's mouth raised slightly. As this smile emerged, the blood-weeping sword that could pierce Xu Sijun's throat suddenly shook.
The pressure from the bloodline reappeared before, and along with it was an extremely terrifying and weird force field.
This force field seems to be its own force, acting on the surrounding air.
At this moment, the 'town' is suppressed by a precisely positioned bloodline force field.
To put it simply, Tamir at this moment is equivalent to drawing a sword while Xu Shijun is holding it down with all his strength.
This kind of pressing does not gradually increase, but suddenly presses or releases during the battle.
What is the concept of this sudden supercharging?
Almost at the moment when the force field was suppressed, Tamil, as a lizard man, immediately heard the wail of his own body.
Especially the feet, which are suddenly subjected to such a large span of violent pressure during such extremely fast movements.
As Tamir was charging forward, his left knee joint instantly made a creaking sound, his body became inexplicably short, and he almost fell to the ground.
Holding the Weeping Blood Sword, he stabbed his right arm forward very quickly, and it turned blood red in an instant.
It seemed to be filled with blood. Not only was the whole thing swollen, some blue blood spots even oozed out from the surface of the green scales, as if the blood was about to break through the scales and seep out.
Tamil's joyful look completely disappeared, replaced by a pale white color with shock.
Obviously, he couldn't adapt to the sudden pressure.
The surging blood in his left arm had already broken through the shackles of the blood vessels and barely escaped from the skin scales.
More importantly, his body's center of gravity and momentum were originally in the front. After encountering the strong downward pressure, his speed was greatly reduced. The blood-piercing sword was also in a dilemma, which was equivalent to sending himself to Xu Sijun alive.
before.
At this point in the battle, Taimeier knew that Xu Zhijun was difficult to deal with, but he never thought that he would be so difficult to deal with, and that he could control the power of his bloodline at will and create his own force field.
The pressure of this force field was so great that he fell from heaven to hell in an instant, falling into absolute passivity.
On Xu Zhijun's side, Taimuer's brows furrowed at that moment, and his arm quickly rose up to capture Taimuer's right arm again.
At this moment, Xu Xijun had a smile on his face, as if to say, you can't run away this time.
Long before the lot was drawn, Xu Xijun set his target on the Bilin Priest because he wanted to see where his limits were.
To be honest, until now, Xu Sijun is very happy.
The Giant Force Field is not Xu Sijun's last trump card, but it is also Xu Sijun's most energy-consuming trump card.
To put it simply, the cards are almost gone and it’s time to end!
When he grabbed the opponent's right arm and pulled hard, his left arm had already been raised. The black light on it was as bright as crystal, and there seemed to be stars on the back like a tiger, and it violently pounded Taimuer's head as he slowly approached.
However, at this time, the mutation occurred again.
"Crack....!"
The bloody light shone and crackled, and five huge bloody claws suddenly shot out from the blood sword and shot towards Xu Shijun's left abdomen.
It was the so-called Holy Sword Heroic Spirit, black and red in color, with sharp spikes, sharp claws like daggers, and mottled scales all over its body. It had already rushed into the gravity field.
"Bang!"
Faced with the attack of the Thunder Claw Gang, Xu Sijun remained unmoved. His left fist did not even show any intention of stopping. The black scales on his right foot were already protruding from his left abdomen before the blood-red Claw Gang could reach his body.
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It was only at this moment that Taimuer, who fell from heaven to hell, finally responded at this moment.
Because he knows very well what will happen to him once he is hit by this punch or is completely pulled over!
If you don't die, you'll have half your life!
Maybe he didn't understand what it means for a strong man to cut off his wrist, but he knew that if he was pulled over like this, he would most likely die.
So he didn't hesitate at all. When his body was slightly adapted to the terrifying pressure, he instantly removed the magic energy from his right arm and forcibly kicked his knees with a creaking sound. Then he raised his left arm with a knife-like palm and sharp claws.
Aiming at the root of his right arm, he cut it off very decisively.
At the same time, a strange shadow clone appeared on its back, and crossed its arms towards Xu Sijun's left arm, which was bombarded by him.
A three-pronged response, the shadow clone resisted Xu Shijun's bombardment-like fist, the main body's arm knife slashed at his captured right arm, and the heroic spirit's bloody claws restrained him.
Tamir had only one purpose at the moment, which was to withstand the pressure of the force field and avoid catastrophe, or in other words, serious damage.
In fact, Xu Sijun did not expect that when he was about to succeed with this move, the other party's reaction would be so fierce and decisive.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
There were sounds of clashing forces, cutting sounds of sharp blades, and chaotic noises. Tamil's right arm was completely broken off at the root, and he kicked back, leaving only a severed arm holding the holy sword on the ground.
The scales on Xu Zhijun's left abdomen, which had just protruded, were already shattered under the bloody claws of the Holy Sword Heroic Spirit, and some blood could not help but spill out from the corners of his mouth.
But even so, he did not retreat at all.
Spending a huge amount of his own power, opening the blood force field with all his strength, and resisting the heroic spirit's reverse claw, how could Xu Shijun be satisfied with only leaving one arm of the opponent!