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As we all know, if the cultivation of Qi is assigned to different directions of concentration, the result will only be that the Qi and the body cannot form a good fit and amplification, and there are only two kinds of people who vainly try to match and increase the Qi with all aspects, the madman and the fool.

Unless you're a gifted darling under the laws of fernu, no one chooses this crazy path.

And how to explain the eccentricity of DeWitt?

Anyway, Xia Lan would never believe that the other party would be the darling of that kind of amazing and glamorous law! After all, the appearance of such a person often represents the beginning and end of an era, and if he is really that kind of person, I am afraid that he will not commit himself to the little Sisinia as a subordinate commander of an earl.

Avoiding DeWitt's fierce slash again, Xia Lan retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, the void ring in his hand flashed, and the quaint long sword transformed into an inscription long sword glowing with blue light in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

The change of the long sword in Xia Lan's hand naturally couldn't escape DeWitt's eyes, and after a slight fixation, a grim smile appeared on DeWitt's face.

"I didn't expect you to have an inscription sword! I guess the root cause of your escape from Byzeizer and Bukins came from it, right? ”

In the face of De Vita's speculation, Xia Lan did not explain, and after his body showed the best fighting posture, he said calmly: "Compared to the inscription sword in my hand, the strength displayed on your body is probably the most worthy of attention!" ”

"You're surprised?" DeWitt said with his head held high.

"Indeed, because I have a hard time believing that someone like you would work in such a small place." Charland Road.

Look at Elderland as a whole. For people like them, Sisinia is indeed an insignificant little place.

"Even if you travel thousands of miles, you will never forget your hometown. No matter how small the place is, it is our home after all. DeWitt said.

"I can't imagine you're that kind of person." Xia Lan sneered.

"It's not your turn to judge what kind of person I am." Devit said coldly. "Especially a dead man in my eyes!"

"Really? So, as a dying man, can I ask you a question? Xia Lan suddenly sneered.

"What's the problem?" DeWitt frowned slightly.

"I guess Earl Heather doesn't know your true strength, right?" Charland Road.

"What do you want to say?!" Devitt said with a cold look in his eyes.

"Although your strength is not enough to resist Baixizer, if you want to support and resist for a period of time, it may not be a problem, if Count Heather sends you to intercept and block Baixizer for a period of time when he attacks Diorda, and destroys the other party's command to dispatch Diorda's army, Earl Heather will probably have a great chance of succeeding in breaking Diorda's strategic intention!" Xia Lan showed a meaningful smile at the other party and said: "With Count Heather's covetousness for the Viscount of Farrante's domain, he will definitely seek Diorda, the key gateway to the Viscount of Farrante, at any cost, but the problem is. Once again, he failed! The reason for the failure is still the inability to effectively prevent the raid and destruction methods of a high-ranking peak powerhouse......"

"Shut up!"

De Witt, who was aware of the strange gazes of the soldiers around him, immediately reprimanded, his long sword clenched, and his body was ready to launch another attack on Xia Lan at any time!

"Why should I shut up?" Xia Lan chuckled, "Is it just because I saw through that you were hiding your strength in front of Count Heather?" Or do you have some ulterior secret?! ”

As soon as the words fell, De Witt not far away had already turned into an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, a cold light appeared in front of Xia Lan, and Xia Lan, who had been prepared for a long time, dodged away. The "Gale Wind" in his hand slashed out with a backhand, and the cyan sword qi forced the other party to change the aggressive next offensive.

Groan, who was in the field, stared at the fierce battle scene in front of him in a daze, the piercing sound of metal collision kept echoing in his ears, the faintly visible vague figure, countless sword shadows danced, and sparks burst apart, but Groan's head was all thinking about what Xia Lan said just now.

Why did the Commander DeWitt hide his strength? If it's really as Xia Lan said. What is his purpose?

He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and a terrible thought suddenly sent chills down Groan's spine.

Could it be that Commander DeWitt betrayed Earl Heather?!

Among the soldiers who surrounded Groan Charan and his party, an officer in a corner whispered something to a soldier beside him. After a while, the soldier slowly disappeared into the line of soldiers surrounding him.

Relying on superb swordsmanship. After being familiar with the opponent's strength hole cards, Xia Lan continued to fight and stalemate in the face of DeWitt's stormy and continuous offensive, and he basically no longer confronted DeWitt head-on, because he knew that it was difficult for him to win in a head-to-head confrontation, not to mention that the threat of soldiers surrounded by him involved part of his mind.

There is only a gap between him and DeWitt in rank, so DeWitt can't form an absolute suppression of him like Bai Xize in terms of strength, with the increase of "Gale" and rich combat experience, Xia Lan was able to maintain an undefeated situation, but the rank gap is a gap after all, even if Xia Lan has the ability to resist the opponent for a short time, but once the time is extended, the essence of the rank qi will completely affect the outcome of the battle.

The qi in his body will definitely be exhausted before the other party, and at that time, he will no longer have any room for stubborn resistance.

He thought about using "Swift" to escape, but this is the barracks, this is Cantrant! Even if he was able to escape from the encirclement of the soldiers here, he would inevitably consume a lot of essence, and with the strange power of De Witt's speed and concentration, he would not be able to escape death in the end!

Can't help it?

As soon as his thoughts were not concentrated, Xia Lan's body was immediately brought out by DeWitt's sword blade.

"Humph! An unknown new high-ranking swordsman also wants to compete with me for the essence of life!? This is the place where you will die today! ”

Seeing that the victory was in hand, Devit maintained a fierce attack and still had the strength to sneer at Xia Lan.

Although he had to admit that the opponent had excellent abilities in swordsmanship and agility dodge, he knew that he had the upper hand in battle. He only needs to exhaust the opponent's internal body air flow through a steady stream of attacks, and victory will be his own sooner or later. Perhaps the only thing to pay attention to is the desperate hole cards and the desire to escape when the opponent is on the verge of despair.

As a powerhouse of the upper and middle ranks, he is logically not inferior to a swordsman of the upper and lower ranks in terms of agility, but the problem of his own cultivation qi has led to some imbalances in agility.

And the reason for this is that the direction in which he cultivates concentration qi is not one aspect.

Devitt has shown an endowment for natural divine power since he was a child, and when he began to exercise his sense of qi, everyone around him thought that he would be a genius who would make great achievements in strength concentration in the future, but in fact, he strangely chose to focus on speed.

Because he was unwilling to become an ordinary strong man.

In Elderland's history, all the strong men who have successfully matched all aspects of concentration are undoubtedly proud of the era to which they belong, and they are like the brightest meteors twinkling on Elderland's continent. Leaving behind countless chapters of epic legends, and DeWitt's ambition is to keep his name on the continent of Elderland, even if he can't become one of these people!

And this divine power given to him by God is the firm cornerstone of his dreams.

Even though this road is full of countless hardships and doubts and ridicule, DeWitt has persevered to get to this point.

In the process of cultivation, he tried to use the Qi Fusion in speed and strength concentration countless times, and after many years of practice, he finally found the best way to distribute the Qi. And this method allowed him to finally successfully enter the upper class, and since then, he has never been confused in the direction of the road to the rank.

Although DeWitt successfully reconciled the balance of qi between strength and speed focus, the result was that he was inferior to the powerhouses of the same level in terms of strength and speed.

However, such a result made DeWitt, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, quite satisfied.

Although he is inferior to a single concentration powerhouse of the same level in one aspect of focus, he can make up for this deficiency with another concentration advantage. Especially when facing combat, the advantages of the two concentrations and mutual support can often allow him to defeat his opponent easily.

He could say that arrogantly.

There is no rival in the same rank.

Another sword slash into the air, DeWitt keenly found that the slippery kid in front of him was probably going to be unable to support it, because his dodge speed was gradually dulling and slower than at the beginning, and they were fighting at this level. It's always the little details that make the difference to victory.

Glancing coldly at the heavy soldiers around him who stood still like stone sculptures, DeWitt quietly made an inexplicable gesture to the officer in a corner. When the officer nodded, DeWitt's mind was once again on the opponent in front of him.

"I'm guessing the airflow in your body is already in the point of failure, right?"

The blade of the sword slashed across the opponent's chest and brought up a bloody flower, and the figures were staggered, and DeWitt said to Xia Lan with a sneer.

Xia Lan didn't answer, but looked solemnly at the sword blade that the other party attacked again.

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Looking at the life that kept falling, Xia Lan's body gradually began to feel numb and stiff, and the blood flow at the wound was continuous, even the air flow in the body could not be effectively suppressed, and if it continued like this, it was only a matter of time before she fell into a state of serious injury.

However, this is exactly what Xia Lan intended.

Because he knew that he could only survive after falling into a state of serious injury and opening the "Swordsmanship".

For some reason, Devit suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and with the ferocious power of the blade, he successfully slashed behind the cyan inscription sword that the opponent hastily blocked, and suddenly, the other party seemed to be wounded in his internal organs, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed towards his face.

Turning sideways to avoid the large amount of dirty blood sprayed by the other party, DeWitt instantly felt a chill invade the surroundings, which was a kind of early warning of the body's instinct!

"Qiang—"

In a trance, he saw a cyan sword light blink in front of his eyes.

At the critical moment, Devit rolled to the ground and rolled several times in a row before he was able to get out of the opponent's range.

Standing up, Devit looked at the young man in front of him, calm and rational, this was the first time he had seen the other party have such a look.

At this moment, he personally felt the threat of his life.

What happened to him? Why does he seem to be a different person?

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't bother to think about it!

Because, he's going to die soon!

"Shoot the arrows!"

With a wave of the long sword, countless soldiers armed with strong crossbows appeared among the besieging soldiers who looked like stone sculptures around them, and in the next moment, the whole world was enveloped in black arrows that shot out overwhelmingly. (To be continued)