Xiang Long kept attacking Ning Qiancheng, but Ning Qiancheng was like a loach, leaving Xiang Long with nothing to do.

After being entangled for a while, the suffocating anger in Xiang Long's heart finally made his injuries worse.

His face was pale, and although he tried his best to suppress the surging qi and blood in his body, he still inevitably turned his Adam's apple up and down.

For all this, Ning Qiancheng naturally saw it. It's just that he doesn't have any pride. On the contrary, he smiled unhurriedly and said, "I advise you, let's consider my suggestion." ”

"You!"

Xiang Long's expression froze, and in a hurry, the blood that had been suppressed for a long time finally spurted out uncontrollably.

"I said I wouldn't do anything with you until your injuries healed!"

Ning Qiancheng stood proudly in the ring, his empty sleeves constantly swinging. He is obviously at a disadvantage, but at this moment, he is like a giant standing in front of Xiang Long, and the roles of the two seem to have been completely subverted inadvertently.

"Okay! give me a quarter of an hour!"

Although Xiang Long was very reluctant to admit it, he also had to admit that his current state was indeed no longer suitable for continuing to fight: "After a quarter of an hour, I want you to know that the gap in strength between you and me, one in the sky and one underground, is insurmountable!"

Ning Qiancheng nodded lightly, as if he didn't take Xiang Long's words into account at all.

"I warn you! If you dare to sneak attack during my healing period, don't blame me for being polite!"

Although Ning Qiancheng promised to let Xiang Long heal his injuries, Xiang Long was still not at ease, for fear that this was a trick by Ning Qiancheng.

The corners of Ning Qiancheng's mouth were teased with a hint of playfulness, and said: "Ning has always acted above board, and I am afraid that only you can come up with such a villainous act." ”

Xiang Long was so angry that he knew that he didn't have the energy to rap with Ning Qiancheng here now. However, he did not take it lightly, but turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in the audience and said, "Lord Chen, I hope you will give a witness to Xiang Mou." If this person sneaks up on Xiang X while he is healing, I hope Lord Chen, you can handle it impartially!"

When Lord Chen heard this, he couldn't help but have a look of disdain in his eyes, and said, "A martial artist of the first order of the Dao Fetal Realm is actually afraid of a sneak attack by a Dao Foundation Realm person? Don't forget, where are you now! In this, there is only winning or losing, and there is no despicable means!"

Xiang Long's eyes froze, but he understood that he had inadvertently done such a stupid thing.

At that moment, he glanced at Ning Qiancheng resentfully. The gloom in his eyes is like a poisonous snake.

He sat down cross-legged with apprehension, took out a healing elixir from the storage ring, swallowed it quickly, and immediately began refining.

......

After a while, Xiang Long finally opened his eyes. In his gloomy eyes, a cold cold light flickered, like a sharp sword that wanted to pierce Ning Qiancheng.

He stood up slowly, although his face was still pale, and the aura on his body had completely recovered.

"Ning Qiancheng, your time of death has arrived! I really didn't expect that you wouldn't do such a good opportunity just now? Now, I want to see how much ability you can have!"

Xiang Long held the big knife again, but the momentum of the whole person changed inexplicably. Like a sleeping jackal, after waking up, he slowly opened his scarlet eyes.

"Die!"

Xiang Long held a big knife in his hand, broke through the air, and with a piercing sound, the sharp knife momentum attacked Ning Qiancheng directly.

Ning Qiancheng gradually became serious, and saw Xiang Long's voice gradually dilating in his pupils. Suddenly, an extra sword appeared in his hand.

Bite!

The swords met in the air, and under the sparks, a powerful aura suddenly burst out, blowing Ning Qiancheng and Xiang Long away.

Although Ning Qiancheng's strength is low, he is extremely steadfast in every step. Although the concentration of spiritual power is not as good as that of Xiang Long, the strength is not bad at all!

In the first confrontation, Ning Qiancheng's combat power was not inferior to Xiang Long.

Ning Qiancheng forcibly suppressed the blood flowing in his body, and in his eyes, he gradually became a little more fierce!

The four eyes met, and the gazes of Xiang Long and Ning Qiancheng collided in the air. At this moment, Xiang Long felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast, and a trace of panic flashed in his heart.

Although, this panic was only fleeting. But he was still caught by Ning Qiancheng, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and this time he actually took the initiative to attack.

The long sword danced wildly in the air, and the cold sword flowers bloomed in the air, releasing an icy, dangerous aura.

"What a death!"

Xiang Long quickly came back to his senses and saw that Ning Qiancheng actually took the initiative to rush towards him. A feeling of humiliation of being despised involuntarily welled up in my heart.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and Xiang Long raised his knife again to kill Ning Qiancheng!

For a while, on the ring, spiritual power intertwined and flew, like meteors colliding with each other, and every time they fought, a strong momentum would erupt.

Ning Qiancheng gradually had many more wounds on his body, however, he did not retreat at all. On the contrary, he became more and more courageous, and the wounds on his body inspired a very strong desire to win in his heart.

On the other hand, Xiang Long, although he was a first-order master of the Dao Fetal Realm. Whether in strength or physical condition, it is obviously stronger than Ning Qiancheng.

It's a pity that he couldn't attack for a long time, and even repeatedly fought to a draw, so that this acute son, who was already on fire, finally lost his calmness in his mind.

After a while, his attacks began to appear chaotic, and although he was still able to injure Ning Qiancheng with his stronger strength, he could no longer pose any lethal threat to the other party.

Qin Yi's eyes never left the ring, and seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of excitement: "It seems that there is no suspense in this battle." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Qiancheng's shoulder was slashed by Xiang Long's big knife again, and blood poured out, staining his white robe, and even more dyeing the ring under his feet.

Kening Qiancheng seemed to have turned into a monster without pain, and the wound of this knife was not deep, but he seemed to be unaware.

Suddenly, there was a flash of ferocity in his scarlet eyes, and then he used the flesh and blood of his shoulder to suck Xiang Long's big knife on his shoulder.

The long sword quickly sliced through the air, with a thick murderous aura, like a silver electric light, and rushed straight towards the dragon's neck.

Swish!

The sword sliced through flesh with a muffled thud. The blade of Ning Qiancheng's long sword rested on Xiang Long's neck. Blood streamed through the skin and down his neck, staining the clothes on the dragon's chest red.

This was the first time Xiang Long had been injured since the battle, and compared to Ning Qiancheng's dense wounds, it could be said to be insignificant.

However, it was this sword wound that completely collapsed Xiang Long's psychological defense!

(End of chapter)