The tide of Nalan is a bit abnormal, and there are surprisingly many words.

In the previous battles with others, I cherished words like gold, disdained them, and ridiculed the other side when I was about to win.

How did you talk to Shen Xianxun and talk about the sky?

Some other people in the audience who have high conditions understand it.

Only when they encounter opponents who are equal in strength or higher than themselves, those who are arrogant will become ordinary people and are willing to communicate.

Respect for the opponent is also respect for yourself.

The two of them on the stage chatted with me one sentence at a time.

"Do you think you will win?" Shen Xianxun said curiously, what other way do you have besides the secret method, please have a soul body similar to the upper body of the Xudu? The prince in front of him doesn't look like a person who knows this kind of secret method.

"As the crown prince of the imperial family, I have had a great responsibility to revitalize the royal family since I was born, so ...... I won't, and I can't lose,"

Nalan Tide said to himself.

"This battle has nothing to do with personal grudges, and your grudges and mine's grudges have been cleared in the last competition. ”

After that,

Nalan Tidal took out a medicine from his bosom and crushed the bottle.

A pill lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Shen Xianxun, this prince will go all out, show your skills, and please this prince to your heart's content!"

Nalan Tide's eyes flashed with a touch of fanaticism.

Tilt your head and swallow the pill.

The pill melts in your mouth.

Rumble!

The tide of Nalan skyrocketed.

Martial Spirit Middle ......

Late Wuling ......

It's still going on.

Wu Ling ...... Great Perfection!

"Do you rely on overdrawing your essence blood in exchange for a short-term cultivation pill?" said Shen Xianxun.

Bowed his head and threw a look at the person in charge? Is this okay?

The person in charge did not disappoint him, nodded his head, and acquiesced.

"Okay," Shen Xianxun said in his heart that the Great Perfection of Martial Spirit couldn't make much waves, so it just took a little more effort.

It's not over yet, Nalan tidal bent his fingers and quickly pointed to several big points all over his body!

Rumble......

Repair continues to climb,

Nalan Tide's face was flushed, and his breath became distorted, as if something was scurrying around in his body.

Thorny, clothes torn by strong spiritual power, scattered everywhere.

The first realm of the pseudo-martial artist,

"In a competition, is it worth it for you to forcibly overdraw your essence blood like this?" Shen Xianxun asked.

It's drug use and secret methods.

"Children of the royal family, you must not lose to the common people......" Nalan Chao was obsessed and gritted his teeth.

His cultivation is not much higher than that of Nalan Yunxi, Nalan Yunxi can't help Shen Xianxun when he uses secret methods, and the results of his use of secret methods are similar.

You can only give it a go.

Forcibly ascending to the realm for a short period of time is a great burden on the body, and the pain will be unbearable at first.

A large amount of golden spiritual power poured into Nalan Tide's body, and with two breaths, Nalan Tide's body surface was golden, as if there was a layer of gold outside the body.

"The golden light enters the body, and King Kong is not broken!" Nalan Tide took a deep breath and looked up and laughed.

I've never felt so good, my whole body is comfortable, and my body is as light as a swallow.

Slowly bowed his head and said unruly: "Ordinary people, this prince will let you understand what the royal family is terrible." ”

With one foot on the ring, Nalan Tide rushed out like an arrow from the string, and punched Shen Xianxun.

Shen Xianxun raised his head and dodged.

Nalan Tide flipped sideways and kicked out with a whip kick.

Shen Xianxun blocked with both hands and resisted hard.

Creak......

The shoes rubbed against the ground of the ring, and Shen Xianxun slid out a distance of nearly five steps.

Nalan tide landed smoothly, twisted his neck, and made a warm-up movement.

Nalan Tide had already given up the battle of the exercises, and he decided to use the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, possessed by golden light, and the body's ability to resist attacks was greatly enhanced.

The spiritual power is not released, which also greatly reduces the consumption of spiritual power.

"........." Shen Xianxun shook his arm, a little sour and numb, Nalan Tide's leg, he felt like he had been hit by an iron rod.

"The strength of his physical body has increased by several notches, so try not to touch him. Shen Xian Xun Xin said.

Punches and kicks are ineffective.

Nalan Tide took advantage of the victory to pursue, and punched Shen Xianxun's head, and Shen Xianxun tilted his head to dodge.

Nalan Tidal Fist slammed through the side wall of the ring, and immediately after, the gold nugget on his arm liquefied and instantly solidified into a sharp blade.

With a horizontal wave of his right hand, sawdust flies.

Shen Xianxun squatted, and at the same time slapped out with a palm,

Bang's voice,

"It's so hard!" feels like he's shooting a bronze statue.

"Push the palm!" Shen Xianxun's spiritual power was instilled into the palm of his hand, shaking the Nalan tide.

Glancing to the right,

The side wall of the ring is marked with a "slot" shaped gap.

"Stubborn resistance!" Nalan Tide sneered, his left fist clenched, and a ring of blades growing out of the side of his arm.

His two arms looked like the blades of two sharp swords.

There is a deformed sense of the unity of man and sword.

"Wait. Shen Xianxun stretched out his hand and shouted to stop.

"Commoners, it's useless to be opportunistic. Nalan Chaoxi thought that Shen Xianxun was trying to delay time and wait for his own counterattack.

"Just a little while, you wait. ”

"Senior brother, can you borrow a sword? Shen Xian was at a loss and shouted loudly to the person in charge below.

"............" The audience booed, this excuse is too bad.

Shen Xianxun looked at the person in charge expectantly, as if to say, you give it to me, you give it to me quickly, how can you refuse me!

This Nalan tide is like a praying mantis, with a long blade in his hand, he can't expose the exercises, and he has no way to take drugs, how to fight.

The main reason is still that I am worried that this Nalan tide will knock the Qinggang sword out of the gap.

Senior brother's sword, don't feel distressed.

The corner of the person in charge's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a moment, the waist card glowed brightly, and he took out an ordinary sword.

Without additional weapons, it doesn't add much strength.

And then. The sword was thrown into the ring, making an arc in the air.

Shen Xianxun grabbed the hilt of the sword and thanked him.

"It's a little worse than the Qinggang sword, but it's enough. Looking at the sword given to him by the person in charge, Shen Xianxun thought to himself.

Seeing that the other party got the weapon, Nalan Tide didn't wait, and couldn't wait to attack.

Wielding the blade in his hand,

Shen Xianxun held the hilt of the sword horizontally to block.

Nalan Tidal's right hand immediately opened, and as soon as he grasped the blade of the sword, he threw a heavy punch with his left hand.

"Hold your weapon and see how you choose!" Nalan Tidal said with a cold gaze.

If Shen Xianxun abandoned his sword and dodged, he would not be able to hold out for a few rounds unarmed.

If you don't dodge, you can only use your hands to resist the blades on both sides of your arms.

Nalan Tidal has absolute confidence in his golden body, as long as he dares to touch it hard with his hand, he can abolish one of his arms.

No matter how he chooses, he loses.

"Huh,"

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Shen Xianxun's wrist was forced, stirring the sword body, and a huge force came from the blade of the sword held by Nalan Tide's right hand.

I couldn't hold it, and I was thrown away directly.

Shen Xianxun held the hilt of the sword, rotated it three hundred and sixty degrees, and slashed the opponent's left fist.

One move broke his right hand clamp, and his left hand made a surprise attack.