Chapter 10 I never speak when I fight
"Sorry to disappoint you!"
When Li Xuanxin's indifferent voice sounded, Xuan Thirteen stood completely in place!
She couldn't figure out how the divine power that had consumed all her mana, and at the cost of the 'Qi' origin, the divine power she sent out had failed to kill a cultivator of the first realm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Divine powers, shouldn't they crush all the cultivators of the First Realm?
The dead branches and leaves began to slowly disperse at this time, and Li Xuanxin's figure gradually appeared in front of everyone, only to see that the location of the blood-colored bird explosion not long ago had been changed beyond recognition, the ground seemed to have been plowed fiercely, and the blades of grass that had just sent out spring buds no longer existed, and a yellow-brown soil appeared in place, and the soil was mixed with the rain that had not completely dissipated, and there was a fresh fragrance.
Li Xuanxin walked out with a crossbow, a simple and unpretentious long sword slowly rotated around him, and the long sword rotated while bringing out a dazzling fluorescence, which tightly surrounded Li Xuanxin and resisted all the attacks of the explosion.
Li Xuan's heart was unscathed!
After Li Xuanxin appeared, Shen Wan's frowning brows were quietly soothed, and she didn't see any movement from her, and the long sword that revolved around Li Xuanxin suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared in the scabbard in her hand.
"How is it possible, that is the magic power emitted by me breaking through my 'spirit', you and that magic sword are all unharmed, why is this happening, shouldn't it......" The look in Xuan Thirteen's eyes was instantly extinguished, and it seemed that when Li Xuanxin walked out of the explosion area, all her hopes were shattered.
'Whoosh'!
A crisp and low sound sounded on the crossbow, and in the next moment, an off-string arrow broke through the air, bringing a almost inaudible sound of breaking wind, and suddenly attacked.
The breeze was the help of the arrows at this moment, and it seemed that by the time the wind broke out, the arrows had already crossed the distance to hit its target.
The life of the arrow is short, it was just born when it left the string, it grew slowly when it broke through the wind, and the thousands of mountains and rivers that crossed the way were the silent prosperity of its life, and finally, when it was finally leaving, the blooming blood flower was its greatest affirmation, and the sigh was inexhaustible in this world. At least, it did. At the very least, it has always proven itself and never given up.
Xuan 13 looked at the wound on his left shoulder, the blood flowed out so fast, and in an instant, a dazzling red spread on her light-colored clothes, that red, as if he had taken off the mountain flower he wore on his hair bun at that time.
The mountain flowers are still there, but the old people are gone!
She was already trying her best to dodge, but the arrow came too fast, and she was falling and injured at the moment, and she could only avoid the vital point of the heart.
The arrow brought her to her senses again, and the arrow shattered the innocence and beauty she still fantasized about, and her eyes were firm again, and everything that had been before her eyes seemed to dissipate before her eyes, and she no longer wanted to remember anything.
The ridicule of the people around him, the ferocity of the leader, and the shadow of the failed mission were all shattered into a dream bubble and no longer existed. In the end, that year the mountain was full of flowers, he picked the flowers, and made a promise that the white head would not be separated, and the smile at that moment Yan Yan gradually disappeared, she stretched out her hand and grabbed it, but she couldn't touch it.
When everything was shattered, a face appeared in front of her that had been cut thirteen times, and from then on, she lived only for herself.
"I can't die!" She said to herself in her heart.
When her eyes shone again, she saw a cold shining knife, the blade with a gentle arc slashed at her, the blade seemed to have a breeze dancing with it, the previous moment was five steps away, this moment had come to her eyes, she saw that when the knife was swung, there seemed to be fine droplets of water on the blade.
She tried her best to lift a mouthful of mana, and stepped back, the blade swept in front of her eyes, and she seemed to hear the blade's soft groan, the breeze cheered, and the fine droplets of water condensed on the blade reflected a tiny line of blood between her forehead.
Li Xuanxin attacked again with a knife, slashing at Xuan Thirteen without stopping, every time he swung out a knife, there was a feeling of pleasure, it seemed that after killing the crossbowman in the dense forest, he had another layer of cognition of the wind and rain between heaven and earth, he felt that every attack of his had a breeze to match it, he came out faster, and the true yuan that had been recovered in his body poured into the blade majestically.
Li Xuanxin entered, Xuan Thirteen retreated, and the figures of the two gradually moved away from the convoy, Li Xuanxin's every knife seemed to be a fraction off, and he couldn't really hit Xuan Thirteen, and Xuan Thirteen seemed to have really run out of oil, and Li Xuanxin was entangled and couldn't get out.
Shen Wan sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, looked at the two people who were gradually moving away, her brows furrowed slightly again, and then she seemed to think of something, and her eyebrows, which were as light as distant mountains, gradually smoothed out, and she put the water-stopping sword in her hand on her lap with a calm expression.
On the other side, Li Xuanxin and Xuan Thirteen had already hit the dense forest from the mountain road, Xuan Thirteen became weaker and weaker the more he fought, internal and external injuries broke out together, Li Xuanxin was entangled again, not allowing her to have any time to bandage the wound and take the possibility of healing medicine, the clothes on her chest had been completely soaked with blood from the wound on her left shoulder, the light-colored clothes had turned into bright red bloody clothes, her steps were becoming more and more vain, and there were several more wounds on her body, Li Xuanxin's knife could now occasionally directly hit her.
And Li Xuanxin's current situation is not optimistic, he only has the cultivation of the 'Huan Body' realm, Zhen Yuan has consumed most of it in the round of strong attacks just now, and the high-intensity battle made the wound on his left arm begin to explode, he already feels a little empty in his body, and the cold sweat on his forehead and back is getting more and more, even if he occasionally slashes Xuan Thirteen, he can only draw a shallow wound.
Li Xuanxin has experienced countless battles on the battlefield since the beginning of the army, and he knows that the current competition is who will fall first. Will, at this moment, is already higher than strength.
The speed at which his knife was swinging was getting slower and slower, and the dodge on the other side was getting slower, and his eyes were already blurring. The final moment is coming.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the mountain not far away, where there was a little sunken, the rain accumulated from the heavy rain not long ago flowed down the sloped mountain, and when it passed through the sunken place, a waterfall about a zhang wide was formed, and the rain was filtered by the freshly sprouted grass on the mountain.
Li Xuanxin laughed when he saw the waterfall, he had consciously led the battlefield of the two to here at the beginning of the battle with Xuan Thirteen, because he was the one who attacked wildly, so the rhythm of the battle was slowly proceeding according to his intentions. This waterfall was discovered by Li Xuanxin when he took a detour to kill the god crossbowman not long ago, but fortunately, the waterfall has not been cut off at this moment.
Li Xuanxin smiled, Xuan Thirteen also laughed, she looked at the car formation that had been far away, the sword-wielding woman who had been far away, and said with a smile: "Should you say that you are brave or stupid, what gave you the courage to hunt down a cultivator who stepped into the second realm with the cultivation of the 'Huan Body'?" Even if I have fallen into the realm, what is running in my body is still the mana that can only exist in the second realm, not the true element of the first realm. ”
As she laughed, the pitch-black sword that had been withdrawn by her when the blood-colored bird exploded reappeared, and Xuan Thirteen's whole person suddenly floated up, quickly moving away from Li Xuanxin.
Li Xuanxin laughed a little louder, because at this moment, Xuan Thirteen was drifting towards the waterfall, and in just three or five breaths, he had stopped steadily at the edge of the waterfall.
The pitch-black small sword stabbed at him, Li Xuanxin swung his knife and flew it away, and Xuan Thirteen, whose spirit had already been broken, was just forcibly using his mana to attack with his magic sword at this moment, just like throwing a dagger out of his hand.
The body shook suddenly, the power carried by the pitch-black small sword made his internal organs vibrate strongly, and the steel knife in his hand also had an extra gap the size of a grain of rice, the wound on his left arm burst longer, and the pain made his mind suddenly sober, he laughed and rushed towards Xuan Thirteen, and the knife in his hand flew the pitch-black magic sword again and again.
The body shook again and again, the corners of Li Xuanxin's mouth had overflowed with blood, his eyes suddenly brightened, and when he was still five steps away from Xuan Thirteen, he strode into the air, and the steel knife in his hand was already full of small openings, slashing down like anger from above.
"Cut off the water!"
Li Xuanxin shouted, the waterfall not far away began to shake in response, the clear water curtain suddenly separated out the mist-like water vapor, the water vapor was like smoke like a curtain, quickly diffused, the steel knife in Li Xuanxin's hand on the fine water droplets more and more, gradually, his hand became a watery transparent water knife, the water knife quickly became larger, there seemed to be an invisible line connecting Li Xuanxin's knife and the waterfall not far away.
"Slash!"
With a loud shout, the larger water knife swept away with the autumn wind and falling leaves, the sunlight was dark, and the hazy mist rose, obscuring all the mottled light and shadows sprinkled between the forest leaves.
Xuan Shisan's eyeholes condensed again, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood on the pitch-black magic sword in front of her, her mouth was chanting, her hands pinched the trick, and the magic sword turned into the size of a door panel, completely blocking her body behind.
Her eyes were hideous, and her voice was cold: "Just 'Huanshen' wants to kill me, dreaming." ”
Rumble!
The sound of impact sounded, and the huge water knife met the magic sword the size of the door panel, and the water knife collapsed at the touch of a button, and the steel knife wrapped in the clear water directly shattered into several fragments, and the water splashed everywhere, turning into more water mist, and the surroundings became like white fog in the sky.
At the same time, a crystal line of water overflowed from the waterfall behind Xuan Thirteen, and the waterline was wind-winded, slowly flowing in the air, like a small snake playing in the water, meandering to the back of Xuan Thirteen.
"You're really annoying, I'm not like you, I never talk when I fight!" Li Xuanxin said expressionlessly.