Regarding Xuanqiu's sudden outburst of fighting spirit, Nanfeng didn't care, obviously not taking him seriously.

Seeing that the two of them looked tense, the corners of Jerry's mouth, who was originally black-faced, raised a satisfied smile.

As long as Nanfeng didn't break his agreement with them, as long as the Shadow Realm could get the Scepter of Life and invade the Anthropocene Realm, then nothing mattered. As for Nanfeng's disrespect for himself, as long as the goal is achieved, Nanfeng's life and death are not up to his heart.

The situation in front of us is very good, and the plan is also being carried out in an orderly manner, so let the few ants in front of you jump for a while. Thinking like this, Jerry relaxed a lot, and the staff that he had originally held tightly on his chest also drooped.

And the mood on Wuwu's side can be described as worried, even if he felt the monstrous momentum of the south wind before, Wuwu never thought that the south wind was actually strong to this extent, Xuanqiu, who was not weak, was so fragile under his hands, on the other hand, Wuwu was also worried about Xuanqiu's injury, if it went on like this, Xuanqiu would not last long.

On the other side of the battlefield, the two men looked at each other again.

Southerly! King of the South Wind Country!

Although this name may not be as thunderous as General Xuanqiu's victory on the battlefield in the eyes of ordinary people, it is only because the real people in power disdain to take action.

He was the emperor when he was young, and his resolute and resolute means packed up the originally unwilling ministers into obedience.

Every repression of a coup d'état takes the lives of countless rebels!

He never makes a move, just one look, and thousands of people are running around and working for him.

This is an absolute control of power, in a high place, he never believes in people, he only believes in his own safety. Under the watering of countless medicinal herbs, his strength has also steadily improved.

But he never exposes himself, and only in this way will he paralyze those who want to calculate him all the time, so that he will not fall into a situation of self-help inability.

At this time, he put down his usual disguise, and the colorless fighting qi was injected into the big sword, and the big sword trembled slightly after the injection of the fighting qi.

Feeling the coercion brought by the fighting spirit of the south wind, Xuanqiu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Holy Swordsman!"

Yes, I didn't expect that the usually inconspicuous Emperor of the South Wind turned out to be a holy swordsman, no wonder he coveted the god rank, this is an existence that is one step away from becoming a god!

Seeing the colorless and transparent fighting qi lingering on the big sword of the south wind, Jerry, who knew that the south wind was strong, couldn't help but gasp.

In his cognition, it was not easy for human beings to cultivate to reach such a realm, especially since Nanfeng had become such an existence before he was less than forty. The evaluation of Nanfeng in his heart has also risen to the same level as himself, and there is more respect in his eyes when he looks at Nanfeng, which is respect for the strong.

Zhilu said that Nanfeng was a holy swordsman, and he was even more worried about Xuanqiu's safety.

As if to confirm her worries, Xuan Qiu, who was a golden swordsman, was crushed by a blow from the south wind and was seriously injured, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only infinite battle intent.

That kind of look, Nanfeng, who had the chance to win, was also uncomfortable, so this time, Nanfeng chose to take the initiative.

In the round just now, Nanfeng chose to defend, and he defended it with ease, so that Xuanqiu couldn't catch any chances, and even hit the opponent hard in the counterattack, but this time Nanfeng chose to attack, what will be the result?

The corners of Nanfeng's mouth slanted, and the whole person was like lightning, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen, and he arrived in front of Xuanqiu in an instant, urging his fighting spirit to slash towards Xuanqiu.

Xuanqiu, who had just taken a breath, subconsciously set up a big sword in front of him, and there was a sound of Jin Ge intersecting, and the two big swords were pressed together, bursting out with a little spark.

Obviously, the strength of the south wind is far above Xuanqiu, and Xuanqiu's sword is completely suppressed by the south wind, although it is at a disadvantage, Xuanqiu still gritted his teeth and persevered with all his strength.

Nanfeng's side is extremely relaxed, although he is holding on to Xuanqiu, he is not as hard as Xuanqiu at all, and he obviously still hasn't done his best.

The collision between the two was completed in only an instant, Xuanqiu just blocked Nanfeng's first attack, and before he could blink, Nanfeng's move changed, the sword body turned, and he turned to a slash towards Lu, and slashed along the big sword blocked by Xuanqiu, and the next sword went down, Xuanqiu's throat was bound to be cut.

Fortunately, the rich battlefield experience made Xuan Qiu subconsciously dodge, and almost instantly, Nanfeng's sword slashed through Xuan Qiu's throat, bringing out a blood mark, if Xuan Qiu reacted a little slower, he would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot.

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, a trace of disappointment flashed in Nanfeng's eyes, but this set of attacks did not end, the sword body turned, the attack changed again, and it was turned into a cut, and the sharp sword was from top to bottom, and the moves were extremely smooth.

Xuan Qiu, who had dodged a blow before, could not avoid it at this time, and sure enough, in an instant, Xuan Qiu's leg had an extra scar, fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the skin and flesh that rolled outward and the blood gushing out were also worry-free to see.

Seeing that his attack had hurt Xuanqiu, Nanfeng was a little proud, danced a sword flower, took a step back, and looked at Xuanqiu coldly.

Although the injury on the leg is not serious, after all, it is on the supporting leg, and it is inevitable that the wound will be pulled when standing, and the severe pain will affect the movement to some extent, which can't help but make Xuanqiu support his body with a sword.

Looking at Xuanqiu's embarrassed appearance, Wuwu suddenly felt a little sad, although she was not Graniwin, but after experiencing so many things in Graniwen's body, she was still moved by Xuanqiu's affection. Seeing the man in front of him so embarrassed, he couldn't help but chant healing magic.

In an instant, a white color shrouded Xuan Qiu's body, and the blood from the wound on Xuan Qiu's leg no longer gushed, and the wound slowly healed.

Nanfeng saw that Wuwu was treating Xuanqiu's injuries, and his heart suddenly ached, he couldn't imagine that his wife would help his opponent at such a moment, and his face was gloomy in an instant as if he was about to drip water.

And Xuan Qiu's expression is even more complicated, for the help of worry-free, Xuan Qiu is naturally very moved in his heart, but the glory of the warrior does not allow him to accept the help of others in the duel, but his beloved woman is so protective of himself, Xuan Qiu can't say anything to blame no matter what.

And Jerry saw that Carefree was using magic to assist Xuanqiu, and almost subconsciously wanted to join the battle, but as soon as he raised his staff, he saw Nanfeng's murderous eyes looking at him, signaling him not to interfere.

Sanssouc's help to Xuanqiu completely angered the South Wind, and before the healing magic could fully take effect, the South Storm's stormy attack began again.

Even the previous flashy and fluid attacks were abandoned in favor of more frantic and direct attacks.

Under such an attack, Xuanqiu could only support himself, but fortunately, Nanfeng, who was furious, only wanted to kill Xuanqiu as soon as possible, which instead gave Xuanqiu a chance to breathe.

Although Nanfeng's offensive was extremely fierce, despite Xuanqiu's ability to block the general, it was just that he would suffer some damage if he was passively defended like this, so as time went by, after a few rounds, Xuanqiu's body had a few more scars.

Xuanqiu was defeated and retreated under the attack of the south wind, and he had no power to fight back. After the end, he was still slashed by a sword from the south wind, and fell off the stone slab again, making a dull sound, but fortunately, Xuanqiu rolled in time and unloaded the strength on his body, so as not to seriously injure himself.

But this time, the south wind didn't have such a good mentality to maintain his demeanor and stop attacking.

Almost the moment Xuanqiu fell to the dust, the south wind followed, and the big sword slashed down. Xuanqiu shrewdly rolled sideways, and finally dodged Nanfeng's fatal blow, and Nanfeng's long sword was like cutting tofu, digging deep into the earth.

This moment was Xuanqiu's dream opportunity to fight back, and the intuition cultivated on the battlefield made Xuanqiu subconsciously kick and kick Nanfeng's shin with an unconventional action, Nanfeng snorted, unconsciously limped his legs, and fell to the ground on one knee. And Xuan Qiu took advantage of the momentum with a long sword and slashed towards the south wind.

Nanfeng, who was temporarily injured in his leg, could only half-crouch and set up a big sword to resist, but this posture couldn't let him exert all his strength at all, so under Xuanqiu's angry blow, he actually fell down.

And Xuanqiu naturally would not give up such a good offensive opportunity, and changed his previous defensive posture to a frantic attack, not caring about his injuries at all.

In the face of Xuanqiu's lifeless style of play, Nanfeng was also a little depressed, originally his strength and skills were far superior to Xuanqiu, but because he was carefree but lost his mind, Xuanqiu seized the opportunity and fell behind.

Nanfeng wants to become a god, although he has a connection with the shadow world, he constantly takes all kinds of rare and exotic objects, those magical magic drugs, and somewhat transforms Nanfeng's body.

So after a short period of pain, under the healing of no magic, Nanfeng's leg actually gradually healed.

After Xuan Qiu's mistake in one move, Nanfeng finally stood up, and then completely blocked Xuan Qiu's attack, and then looked at him with a wicked smile.

At this time, the south wind is the most terrifying, although the tricks are gradually familiar to Xuanqiu, but the south wind that has regained his reason and scheming is still something that Xuanqiu can't resist.

After a while, Nanfeng once again grasped the initiative, and after combining his skills and strength, Xuanqiu retreated again as he did at the beginning, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

But Nanfeng changed his previous fierce offensive, and didn't seem to want to put Xuanqiu to death at once, but slowly added wounds to Xuanqiu's body, one by one, even if each scar is not deep, but the accumulation is still very deadly, on the face, on the legs, on the arms, the more scars on Xuanqiu's body, the weaker the resistance, and the weaker the resistance, the more wounds on the body will naturally be, this is a vicious circle.

As Xuan Qiu used all his strength to block Nanfeng's blow, Nanfeng's left hand hit Xuan Qiu's waist with a straight punch, and suddenly Xuan Qiu groaned in pain, and the defense was completely broken.

After the punch, Nanfeng hit Xuanqiu again and kicked heavily on Xuanqiu's stomach, which condensed all of Nanfeng's anger.

Wu Wu could only hear a bang, and he saw Xuanqiu like a sandbag being kicked away and smashed against the wall.

There was an extra deep pit on the wall behind Xuanqiu, and the wall suddenly cracked like a spider's web, and the rubble kept falling, which showed the force of this blow.

Xuanqiu, who fell to the ground, barely supported his body with his hands, but he couldn't lift his strength because of serious injuries, and he didn't even have the strength to vomit blood, so he could only open his mouth and let the blood flow out of his mouth.

At this time, Nanfeng's eyes were gloomy, and when he saw that Xuanqiu, who was seriously injured, he did not have the slightest sympathy, and strode in front of Xuanqiu, who was exhausted at this time and couldn't make any resistance at all, so he could only watch Nanfeng walk in front of him.

Rao is like this, Xuanqiu still raised his head high, the south wind can defeat himself, but he can't make himself afraid, this is the dignity of a warrior.

Nanfeng smiled contemptuously, then raised his right foot and stepped heavily on Xuanqiu's back, the huge force made Xuanqiu suffer a heavy blow again, his body smashed to the ground, and even the stone slab had huge cracks, Xuanqiu snorted in pain, and then wanted to support his body with his hands, but he couldn't use any strength.

Before Xuanqiu could continue to exert force, Nanfeng let go of the foot that stepped on his back, and then kicked Xuanqiu in the stomach, and Xuanqiu was kicked away again like a sandbag.

Looking at Xuanqiu who was struggling with blood vomiting not far away, Wuwu couldn't hold back anymore, his eyes were already full of mist, and he ran to Xuanqiu's side to help him up.

And Nanfeng also walked in front of Xuanqiu again, but was blocked by Wuwu, looking at Wuwu's stubborn expression, Nanfeng also froze.

Xuanqiu, I'll protect you this time!