Chapter 33: Bloodthirsty and Greedy Wolves
I saw that the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and bursts of strong hurricanes came from all directions, all gathered at the tip of Xu Ling's sword, and after the hurricane was saturated, he swept out with a sword towards Wu Zhufeng.
The fifth form of Ling Feng's sword technique was amazingly powerful, and Wu Zhufeng didn't dare to underestimate it, he jumped back with the sword in both hands.
"Bipolar Refining Sea!"
Wu Zhufeng then had two swords in the shape of an oblique cross, rushing towards Xu Ling with blue flames all over his body, and the hurricane that swept through him passed by, but was dissolved by the blue flames layer by layer, and finally he could only cut his clothes.
Xu Ling's expression changed drastically, but he didn't expect that this Wind Storm not only did not hurt Wu Zhufeng, but instead brought a sword move that was more than ten times stronger than before.
Facing Wu Zhufeng's sudden powerful attack, Xu Ling couldn't deal with it for a while, he could only put his sword horizontally in front of him to reduce the impact as much as possible.
As soon as Wu Zhufeng's twin swords hit the Canglan Sword, Xu Ling was instantly chopped out like a thin piece of paper.
One tree after another was broken by Xu Ling's back, and the strength of this attack made him break more than a dozen trees without stopping.
Finally, with a rumbling sound, Xu Ling fell to the wreckage of a tree, his mouth full of blood and gasping weakly, feeling that several bones had been broken.
Xu Ling was a little lucky, if it weren't for the fact that when he was cultivating the canyon, he didn't want to use the spiritual power storm to improve his physical fitness, I am afraid that under this blow, Xu Ling's bones would be broken in half.
"It seems that a genius is indeed a genius, and the injury that blocked my blow was not serious. β
Wu Zhufeng approached and looked at Xu Ling, who fell to the ground, and said with some emotion.
"What kind of road are you?" Xu Ling struggled to stand up with his sword.
"I believe you can also see that I am a dual-attribute spirit root, and I use a suitable martial art, and the power is enough to equal one plus one equals three. β
Wu Zhufeng's face was full of pride, and the two-color spiritual power on his body jumped a few times.
Xu Ling's face was even more solemn, the chance of winning this battle was only less than one percent, and now it seems that Wu Zhufeng is also a genius who can fight beyond the level, I am afraid that the chance of winning is not even one percent.
"Bipolar Sword Technique, the first type of Fire Phoenix in the Ice!"
Wu Zhufeng was not ready to be soft, he held his dual swords and used his sword moves to kill Xu Ling, and his whole body was wrapped in a blue flame spiritual power phoenix.
Xu Ling hurriedly parried with all his might, he really didn't know where Wu Zhufeng got so many ice and fire attribute martial arts.
At this time, Wu Zhufeng was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect Xu Ling to be able to barely block his ice fire phoenix with all his strength.
"Since that's the case, then try this trick again, the second type of ice phoenix wings!"
Wu Zhufeng's whole body was retracted, and he formed an overwhelming ice edge with spiritual power around him, and as he swung his dual swords, the surrounding ice edge also stabbed at Xu Ling.
Xu Ling was powerless to meet the attack, he could only passively defend and be beaten all the time, he could only barely dodge Wu Zhufeng's sword, and there was no way to dodge these dense ice edges.
Puff puff!
Many sharp and small ice edges pierced into Xu Ling's body, but fortunately, the power was not great, only three inches into the flesh, but these ice edges were like a hot soldering iron, and they seemed to roast his flesh in Xu Ling's body!
Xu Ling's wound stabbed by the ice edge kept making a sizzling sound, and the smell of roasting paste wafted into the air.
Even Xu Ling's willpower was unbearable, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, his face was blue and white, but because he had to resist Wu Zhufeng's strong attack, there was no time to pull out those ice edges that were stuck in his body.
After a while, Xu Ling's consciousness was already blurred by the ice ridge, and he could no longer stop Wu Zhufeng's attack, and he provoked the Canglan Sword with one move.
Xu Ling leaned back with the help of the situation, he fell to the ground with a thud, and hurriedly took this opportunity to pull out the ice ridge on his body.
With the sizzle of barbecue, Xu Ling endured the huge pain and quickly pulled out the ice ridge, his face was distorted by the pain, and his hand had a blister just because he pulled out the ice ridge, which showed the high temperature of the ice ridge.
"How about the young sect master, do you feel hopeless?" Wu Zhufeng did not immediately pursue, but looked at Xu Ling with a graceful expression and sneered.
However, Xu Ling just desperately used his spiritual power to repair his body, took out a rejuvenation pill and took it and ignored Wu Zhufeng.
"Tsk, do some useless work. Wu Zhufeng saw that Xu Ling looked silent, and shook his head a little boringly.
"It's time to send you to Hades, because if you waste too much time, the battle on the top of the mountain will be over. A cruel smile rose on Wu Zhufeng's face.
Wu Zhufeng thought that Xu Ling was already at the end of his rope, so he didn't use a sword move, but stabbed Xu Ling in the heart with an ordinary sword.
However, this ordinary sword, Xu Ling, who was covered with scars, couldn't avoid it, he watched Wu Zhufeng's sword tip get bigger and bigger in his pupils, and he was stunned as if he had forgotten to think.
"Could it be that I really want to die here today for such a ridiculous reason?"
This is the cruel martial arts world, the natural laws of the beasts are staged here to the extreme, take a wrong step and you will fall into the endless abyss, and if you don't become strong, you will only have a dead end!
And as long as I, Xu Ling, have not reached the last moment, I will definitely do my best and never be a dry bone under the feet of others!
"Here comes the sword!"
I saw that the Canglan Sword that was being picked up by Wu Zhufeng in the distance erupted into a burst of intense gray-white light, turning into a meteor and flying back into Xu Ling's hand.
"Ling Feng Sword Technique Sixth Style, Wind Sweeping Clouds!"
Seeing this, Wu Zhufeng's expression changed from attack to defense, he hurriedly blocked Xu Ling's sword move, and was constantly impacted by the force, feeling that his hands were about to be torn apart, and several deep wounds were cut by the violent hurricane under Xu Ling's sword everywhere on his body.
"Damn, it's so unfair to realize the sword intent at this age. β
Wu Zhufeng grinned in pain from being cut, he understood that Xu Ling could easily hurt himself, not because of the strength of the wind and clouds, but because of the gray-white sword light on the Canglan sword, which was the powerful and incomparable sword intent of the wind.
"But what about being strong, if you want to really beat me, this level is still far behind. The corners of Wu Zhufeng's mouth opened to reveal a strange smile.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, the battle between Han Jianliu and Wu Zhuhong had entered a stalemate.
Although Wu Zhuhong was completely superior to Han Jianliu in all aspects, Han Jianliu relied on his extremely powerful moves, so that Wu Zhuhong couldn't get close to Han Jianliu's body for a while.
With the devastating power of Han Jianliu's sword moves, as long as Wu Zhuhong was hit by Han Jianliu's sword moves, he would directly end up seriously injured, but it was not difficult for him to dodge Han Jianliu's sword moves, provided that he kept dodging with all his might.
Therefore, no one can win the battle between the two for a while, one is crazy to dodge and find the opportunity, and the other is crazy to use sword moves to attack.
"Damn, why are you able to use such a powerful sword move with the Lingwu Triple, and your spiritual power has never been used up?"
Wu Zhu's grand mouth exploded, he was obviously higher than Han Jian's fourfold cultivation, but he repeatedly fell into disadvantage.
Han Jianliu didn't blink his eyes when he heard this, he firmly protected Nangong Jing's body, and kept performing sword moves with a calm face.
"Hmph, no matter what, you're only a Lingwu triple, so I don't believe your spiritual power is exhausted. β
Wu Zhuhong's face was extremely ugly, and he began to concentrate on dodging sword moves, wanting to consume Han Jianliu alive and dead.
In fact, it is true, Han Jianliu is not iron-beaten, and after a powerful sword move, his face has gradually turned pale.
Looking at the mountain again, Wu Zhufeng was being firmly suppressed by Xu Ling's wind and clouds, but he still did not panic at all, and he was calm.
"You're too naΓ―ve, let me tell you what the Dao Seed Realm is. β
A powerful spiritual power erupted as Wu Zhufeng spoke, interrupting Xu Ling's sword move in an instant, his body was wrapped in a faint layer of black light, and a huge black wolf head slowly rose from behind him.
The black wolf's head was a little illusory, the red light in its eyes flickered, and the terrifying power it emitted made Xu Ling feel like he had nothing to do, he knew that as soon as the black wolf's head appeared, it would mean that the pattern of this battle had risen to a higher level.
"This is my Dao Seed, I named it "Bloodthirsty Greedy Wolf", although I can't use it completely and flexibly, but I have already inspired its Dao Fu, take a good look at the magic of my Greedy Wolf Dao Fu. β
As soon as Wu Zhufeng's words fell, he suddenly disappeared in place, and the speed was many times faster than before.
Xu Ling's heart was awe-inspiring, he could only see the black afterimage of Wu Zhufeng, let alone counterattack, he didn't even know in what direction the sword would stab.
No matter what, Xu Ling would not choose to sit still, he mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to protect him, and the Canglan Sword in his hand was ready to resist Wu Zhufeng's attack at any time.
The sound of a weapon piercing into the flesh sounded, and I saw that Xu Ling's left arm was pierced by Wu Zhufeng's long sword.
Wu Zhufeng pulled out his long sword and brought up a piece of blood, and Xu Ling's left hand also hung down weakly.
Xu Ling's face was ugly, he couldn't see where the sword came from at all, Wu Zhufeng's speed was too fast.
"How's that, do you see the gap? β
Wu Zhufeng had a cruel smile on his face, and the blood stained on his long sword suddenly turned into wisps of blood-colored energy and submerged into his body.
"This is the mystery of the bloodthirsty greedy wolf, absorbing blood and turning it into its own strength, as long as I have a steady stream of blood, my spiritual power will never be used up. Wu Zhufeng saw that Xu Ling was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but say in a sneering voice.
Xu Ling sighed, and he suddenly put the Canglan Sword into the storage ring.
"Are you going to give up struggling?" Wu Zhufeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this.
"Okay, I'll end your life and go to hell with your peerless cultivation talent. β
Wu Zhufeng had a fierce light in his eyes, and his whole person turned into a black afterimage and killed Xu Ling.
At this moment, Xu Ling thought of Xu Xu and Nangong Jing, he had nothing to be nostalgic for in this life, only these two people who made him care about so much.
But his father Xu Xu died, and Nangong Jing could live without him Xu Ling, so it didn't seem to make much sense for Xu Ling to live.
Is that so?
Although Xu Ling itself does not have much significance, he still has many reasons to live in the world, he has not yet become a strong man, and he has not yet found out what is behind his father Xu Xu.
The Demon Dao of the Divine Desolate Continent is still waiting for him Xu Ling to revitalize!