The long sword fell, and the light was shining, and Nanhuazi was like a lost bird in the night sky drowning in endless brilliance. Solomon secretly exclaimed good luck, "What an arrogant boy, he actually chose to fight hard, so do you really think you are Nanhuazi? ”

He immediately let out a low shout, urging the follow-up to change his moves, and taking advantage of the moment when Nan Huazi confronted the Judgment Sword head-on, he divided the five thoughts and descended directly into the holy light that burst in the center of the confrontation. The scattered brilliance suddenly turned into five gods of holy light with white gold inside, their faces were exactly the same as those of David Duvalier, but the expressions on their faces were completely different, some were kind and gentle, some were thunderous and angry, some closed their eyes and brooding, and some were sacred and solemn...... The five platinum gods occupy five directions in each other, forming a pyramid-shaped seal in a single thought. Trap Nankako with the power of the Sword of Judgment, and let the blast of holy light cycle through the seal forever until it crushes enemies into dust.

Solomon smiled with satisfaction, of course he would not be naïve to think that this opponent of mysterious origin could be defeated with this move alone, but since the other party had chosen to fight head-on so arrogantly, this move could definitely entangle him for at least three seconds. Three seconds is enough, enough to use this time to seize the copy rubbing. With a single blow, Solomon immediately rushed to the golden pages floating in the air. He never wanted to compete with others, and his goal was to capture the copy rubbing.

The golden pages fluttered in the air, and the holy light was faint and long. Solomon approached at an astonishing speed, and soon came within a step of the ball of light.

"It's finally in my hands. Solomon couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he thought that everything was under control, and all he had to do was to pick peaches with his hands.

As soon as this thought flashed, Solomon suddenly shook his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, even the intense light around his body trembled, and his perfect face like a god in the holy light was suddenly distorted, and the corners of his mouth were red with red blood mockingly.

The five thoughts of Solomon's descending saint to preside over the seal collapsed and evaporated in less than half a second like a mud cow entering the sea, the pyramid-shaped seal, the five platinum gods, the three judgment swords, all the changes in the supernatural powers returned to the source and turned into the holy light surging like flowing water, and then these holy lights that fused with the power of countless fanatical beliefs all turned into a dark and deep dark light and condensed into Nanhuazi's palm. Nanhuazi looked at Solomon and smiled slightly, clenching the dark and deep light in his palm, Solomon's speed was amazing enough, and Nanhuazi instantly burst out even faster than his.

Solomon was less than a step away from the copy rubbing, but in an instant, Nanhuazi almost teleported past Solomon, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to hold the golden page in his hand. Solomon could barely believe his perception, this speed was already shocking, and what was even more amazing was that the other party not only cracked his own smug blow in an instant, but also seemed to have refined and absorbed the holy light that he had cultivated for thousands of years, which was almost indistinguishable from a part of his body, into his power. Is it possible to do such a thing?

But at this juncture, Solomon didn't have time to think about it, and he would never allow Nanhuazi to take food before he delved into the details. Solomon immediately changed his fighting style, and for the time being, he did not face the enemy with the holy light of self-satisfied faith, but chose a hand-to-hand combat style, and suddenly threw a punch with the counterattack that the move was destroyed by the destruction of the mind. The fierce fist is like a mountain, locking Nanhuazi and the golden pages together, as if to bombard everything and destroy everything.

Nan Huazi looked at the golden pages within reach, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, he forcibly extinguished the greed in his heart, and immediately gave up the treasure in front of him, and his body changed abruptly, and he turned around flexibly like a swimming fish, avoiding the heavy punch that was chasing behind him. Nanhuazi knows very well that at the moment of contact with the copy rubbing, he is bound to have an inevitable stagnation, and the master is against the enemy, and many times a moment is enough to distinguish the winner and loser.

Before, Nanhuazi could easily seize the copy rubbing piece freely was nothing more than bullying the half-crippled body of the saint, even if there was a momentary stagnation, with that body, Solomon couldn't even react, and naturally he couldn't do anything, but now it's different, this David Duvalier's body will definitely not let go of this moment.

Although Solomon missed a punch, he still had the upper hand as soon as he attacked and retreated, and the copy rubbing was blown away by the fist wind, but Solomon didn't look at it, and immediately took advantage of the situation to pursue Nanhuazi. He realized that his previous thoughts might be wrong, and if he wanted to take away the copy rubbing, he had to deal with the person in front of him first. Not to mention anything else, the speed that the other party had just burst out far beyond him was enough to dispel his idea of absconding from taking the treasure. Fang Cai's several battles, Solomon has figured out some ways in his heart, although the other party has repeatedly shown unfathomable means, but the style of attacking and defending is more than clever and domineering is insufficient, his hard power may not be as strong as it shows, first bombard him head-on.

Nanhuazi saw that Solomon ignored the copy rubbing, chased straight up, and sought hand-to-hand combat with his domineering fist strength, he had to secretly praise in his heart, Solomon, this kid is no longer the Wuxia Amon of the past, his vision is fine, his decision is clear, and he has the potential of a hero.

Nanhuazi's strength is greatly limited because of this body, and he was seriously injured by Sun Suhe in the battle for the Innocent Body recently, and in terms of hard power, he is indeed not as good as Solomon who descended with an ace body. However, this time is completely different from the situation when he was restrained in order to protect the Innocent Body Dome in order to protect the Innocent Body, Nanhuazi can use his fighting talents to his heart's content without any scruples, so although his injuries have not healed, the actual combat power he shows is better than the previous time.

Facing the sinister killing machine chasing behind him, Nanhuazi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly made a smooth turn, his speed did not decrease but increased, and he turned around and rushed straight to the copy rubbing that was blown away by the fist wind. Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Solomon gritted his teeth ruthlessly, attacked the enemy and saved him, and punched several times in the air, and his domineering fist covered all the directions of Nanhuazi's advance and retreat. At the same time, he quietly retracted the brilliance around him, his speed suddenly increased, and he was unwilling to relax and hurriedly chased up.

Nanhuazi suddenly slowed down, nimbly avoiding the missile-like blast of the air fist, rushing towards the copy rubbing was just a bait that the other party had to eat, he turned around suddenly, and rushed out a horse pistol, head-on towards Solomon, who was in hot pursuit. With a sharp roar that tore through the air, the two staggered through the air.

Nanhuazi rushed out of the 100 meters and slowly stopped, controlling the distance between himself and Solomon, as well as the distance from the copy rubbing, within a suitable range. He turned around and looked at Solomon not far away with a smile, the night wind blew, and a strand of curled red hair was slightly fluttering between Nanhuazi's fingers, Nanhuazi smiled and said provocatively: "It's a little off, and the next blow will take your left eye." ”

"Really?" Solomon was unmoved, reaching out and brushing it lightly above his head, his long thick hair churning and jumping like the waves. Solomon beckoned to Nanhuazi and replied with an equally defiant gesture.

"Then let me see what you're capable of, Mr. Barber. ”