Ling Xi's temporary defeat was a very encouraging fact for Father An. But Father Ann knew very well that a strong enemy like him could not be without a backhand.

So, when he saw that the other party showed himself that tenacious self-healing ability. Without any fluctuation in his heart, he clenched the hilt of his sword again, and decided to let the opponent suffer more deadly, even irreparable damage, in the next battle.

In this way, both sides sorted out their thoughts and started the second battle.

Maybe it was because the previous defeat hit Ling Xi too hard, but now he can be said to have no intention of snubbing the priest in it. Not only is he engrossed in a fierce battle with Father An, but even in the means of duel, he is relatively more clever.

If nothing else, let's just say that Father An has never touched Ling Xi's body since he took advantage of it before.

This is already very telling.

Whenever Father An wanted to stab or slash the opponent with a sword body about one meter five or six long, Ling Xi, who had a longer attack distance than him, would use his 'length' to avoid frontal damage.

And whenever Father Ann gave up a frontal attack and tried to close the distance, the other party would use the sacrificial short knife held in his right hand to swing one 'dance of death' at Father Ann one after another.

As a result, the whole battle was deadlocked.

No one can seize the opportunity for themselves in this situation. A tug-of-war visible to the naked eye appeared in front of Yu Siqi.

But as a spectator, Yu Siqi knows two things very well.

First, Father Ann undoubtedly won the battle, otherwise he would not have survived to this point.

Second, judging from the current scene, the priest does not have much chance of winning. Even at the extreme, he may be at a disadvantage. Because no matter how you think about it, the priest's physical strength should not be able to compare to Ling Xi, who is no longer human, right?

However, the truth is so wonderful, which also prompts Yu Siqi's determination to continue to observe.

When he moved his gaze to Father An again, Yu Siqi noticed that the circle of yellow light on his body seemed to have faded a lot. And it is worth noting that the big sword in the priest's hand does not seem to be as 'hot' as before.

Does this mean that the priest's power is declining? ’

Yu Siqi didn't know, but he knew very well that Ling Xi had obviously noticed this, and he also took the opportunity to say something irritating to Father An.

"Is that all you can do? If so, then I am afraid that your conquest will fail again. ”

"It's not appropriate to say this now, right? Or do you really think I'm running out of options? ”

Father Ann thrust his sword into the ground with his backhand and pressed it downward.

At this time, a huge amount of energy was transmitted underground along the sword body, and then rushed along the surface towards the area where Ling Xi was.

In the face of the priest's new methods, Ling Xi's side showed no signs of contempt.

With a wave of his left hand, countless vines swelled to the size of a stake, and they were nailed under the surface, forming a 'barrier' with almost no flaws.

Then, it's a hard-fought battle.

In this competition, the huge energy wave released by Father An burst out with an incomparably huge impact when it hit the 'isolation zone' set by Ling Xi.

It was this terrible impact that made Yu Siqi, as a bystander, faintly feel that his scalp was tingling.

Before these energies could completely dissipate, Yu Siqi saw Father An holding the big sword upside down in both hands and rushing directly towards Ling Xi. The latter, on the other hand, repeated the old trick and held up a strong shield, vowing to stop the priest.

The two sides once again repeated the scene of 'attacking their own shield with the spear of the other'.

In this 're-screening', Yu Siqi saw Father An's full output, how strong it was. I also saw how difficult Ling Xi was as a target of crusade. txt Book House

As the two-handed greatsword left several deep marks on the shield made of vines, Father An's offensive finally fell into decline.

It's no wonder that several fierce encounters have actually taken a lot of his energy and physical out.

Now, he is undoubtedly dragging a tired body, and continues to fight with a strong enemy he has never encountered.

However, this does not mean that Fr. Ann will give up.

In fact, his heart is incomparably firm now. Because he firmly believed that this was actually a test given to him by God.

Faith can sometimes bring out the best in people.

Just when Ling Xi felt that it was impossible for Father An to continue to swing the sword in his hand as before, the latter unprecedentedly turned the big sword in a half circle with the shaking of his wrist, and made an upward pick.

This unannounced upward blow not only caused Ling Xi's newly healed left hand to be cut off again, but also caused Setas, who had been hiding in the middle, to fall out of it.

The moment the guy hit the ground, he bounced up again, and while jumping into the air, he desperately stretched out the rattan that bound his limbs.

"I don't know how to say 'thank you' to you. Well, you can go and rest later, and I'll take care of this guy. ”

Setas, who had regained his freedom, glanced at the exhausted Father Ann and showed him infinite gratitude.

"That's what you said."

Father Ann forced a smile as he plunged his sword into the ground, and said with his own pestle.

Unlike the scene of laughter and joy on the priest's side, Ling Xi, who was injured twice by the same weapon, can be said to be completely angry. Obviously, he has already estimated everything, and even prevented 'everything'. As a result, he was still at the last moment, losing his advantage.

Not only that, but he even had to lose a 'hostage' that had been taken a long time ago.

For Ling Xi, this is not only a difficult fact to accept.

It's even more of a shame.

Ling Xi, who had restored his left arm for the second time, looked at Setas who was walking towards him, and the anger in his heart had risen to his face. He said angrily, "Do you know what I want to do most now? ”

"Of course I know, haven't you written all your intentions on your own stinky face?"

Setas stretched out his hands, and two zigzag-shaped mountain-opening knives appeared in his hands. He only shook his wrists slightly, and let them spin in his hands.

"Now that you've guessed it, I won't have the time to continue playing with you."

Ling Xi took the sacrificial short knife in his mouth and raised his intact right arm to his mouth. From top to bottom, stroke down your shoulders to your palms.

In the face of Ling Xi's active 'self-harm', Setas watched vigilantly for a while.

If it was in the past, he would probably take advantage of this time to go up and give the other party a few knives. But since the last time he suffered a loss, he has obviously understood a truth, that is, don't be impulsive.

Fortunately, Setas held back this time, otherwise if he really rushed over, he would have crashed directly into Ling Xi's arms.

It turned out that after Ling Xi, who took the initiative to scratch his right arm, splashed blood on those vines, his entire body shape changed very strongly.

The once bloated and strange body was completely transformed into a giant made entirely of vines with the blessing of vines watered with blood.

Looking at this 'vine giant' that was dozens of meters high, Yu Siqi suddenly realized that the two mountain-opening knives in Setas's hands seemed to be no different from 'toothpicks' to him.

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