Seeing this, Leng Xuan's face suddenly changed slightly. The other party's momentum was completely different levels compared to just now, and now he could already feel a faint coercion, and the air around him seemed to become viscous because of this, making people feel suffocated.

Seeing that the other party's momentum was still improving, Leng Xuan didn't dare to let him continue, and hurriedly urged his body to rush over. At the same time, the second change of the three changes of weeping blood was also quietly turned on in his body. In the face of the Lan Ming Sword that used all his strength, he didn't dare to have any reservations, otherwise, he would definitely be the one who lost. Seeing Leng Xuan rushing over, Lan Mingjian smiled softly, and then saw his figure suddenly disappear from the spot. Leng Xuan frowned suddenly, and quickly stopped his moving figure, and looked around vigilantly. However, Lan Mingjian's figure was like a gust of wind, and it was impossible to accurately capture his figure at all.

At this time, Leng Xuan suddenly felt a danger coming from the right side, so he hurriedly twisted his body, trying to avoid the other party's attack. However, he was only halfway through his movements, and a huge force had already fallen on him. Immediately, his body was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground. Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, Leng Xuan snorted lightly, and then slowly stood up from the ground. When Lan Ming's sword □□ just now, fortunately he raised the dragon descending staff in time to block it, otherwise, I am afraid that he would suffer a lot of damage.

After Leng Xuan stood firm, his gaze immediately swept around. I saw that Lan Mingjian's figure was still as fast as the wind, and it was spinning rapidly around him, bringing up pieces of afterimage. Leng Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and the dragon descending staff in his hand was slammed into the ground by him. Immediately, I saw him take a deep breath, and then close his eyes. Immediately, the dragon scepter on the ground suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. At the same time, a peaceful Buddhist aura gradually surged around. Lan Mingjian hovered near Leng Xuan, and suddenly felt a faint coercion coming, and his complexion couldn't help but change, the sword in his hand turned, and he hurriedly stabbed at Leng Xuan.

When the tip of the sword was about to touch Leng Xuan's body, he saw Leng Xuan's eyes suddenly open, and a loud roar came out of his mouth, and the golden dragon descenting staff suddenly rose into the sky, and it was around his body. And in an instant, the Dragon Descending Staff suddenly became several times larger, and swept towards the Blue Ming Sword. In the face of the dragon descending staff that was several times larger, Lan Ming Jian had nowhere to hide, he could no longer continue to attack, and the pressure carried by the dragon descending staff made him dare not ignore it. With a movement of his wrist, the sword immediately turned to the dragon scepter. I saw that the tip of the long sword was against the body of the dragon descenting staff, which suddenly slowed down the speed of the dragon descending staff by a few points.

However, Leng Xuan took the tail end of the dragon descending staff with one hand at this time, and added more strength. Lan Mingjian immediately took several steps back, and the huge force made him unable to easily resist for a while. Just as Lan Mingjian was about to use his True Qi to resist, Leng Xuan suddenly withdrew the Dragon Descending Staff. He turned, and the dragon descending staff fell again, this time, towards the top of Lan Mingjian's head. Only a 'bang' was heard, and Lan Mingjian was forced back several steps under the attack. Without waiting for Lan Mingjian to have any chance to catch his breath, Leng Xuan once again bullied forward. He roared: "Descend the dragon!"