Murong Xi moved his muscles and bones, and with a "click", the power that imprisoned him disappeared, and he was able to move.

Murong Xi held the sword in his hand and met Qi Lian's sharp gaze.

Things have come to this point, and between them and Qi Lian, there will be a battle, one win and one loss.

Murong Xi held the fairy sword in one hand and fell into the dust, his eyes looked at the distant mountains, and with the other hand, he quietly made a mark in the sleeve of his robe.

Qi Lian's spell just now had not completely dissipated, and although the dust blown up by the wind had fallen to the ground, the leaves that were swirling and falling were still floating between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked at the two people who did not move, and their eyes became sharp.

Murong Xi looked at the leaves that were beating Xuan'er in the sky, and silently recited a spell in his heart.

Qi Lian didn't make a sound, looking coldly at the fluttering leaves.

Thousands of leaves seemed to be manipulated by some kind of force, and they turned in the same direction.

The overwhelming leaves were intertwined, as if weaving a narrow barrier, cutting Qilian off from the outside world.

The denser and denser foliage finally formed an independent space, enveloping Qilian in it.

Qi Lian looked at the enchantment woven by Murong Xi, it was obviously just a piece of non-lethal leaves, and it could be woven by him so perfectly.

Even as an opponent, Qi Lian's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

However, it was his momentary emotion and distraction that a leaf suddenly floated out of the barrier and slashed across the back of his hand.

In an instant, a long blood streak was drawn.

Looking at his wound that was scratched by a leaf as sharp as a blade, Qi Lian was shocked again.

No one has ever been able to combine an enchantment with a sharp weapon.

Because no one can have such a powerful spiritual power, which can not only create an enchantment, but also dedicate a part of their energy to transform one piece of it into a weapon that hurts people.

Murong Xi's spiritual power has indeed reached a point where no one can compare.

Could it be that this is the power of God?

Qi Lian frowned, and a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

If there was no help, he would be trapped in his enchantment by Murong Xi alone, and he would have no chance of winning.

His gaze alertly skimmed over Murong Xi and fell on Tong Yao, who was protected by Suzaku.

She is the only breakthrough.

Thinking of the way to deal with it, Qi Lian instantly had another plan.

He raised the long sword in his hand high and swung it down in an instant.

The long sword already carried an innate aura, and with this swing, a red light suddenly shot out from the sword.

This is the unique power of the sword.

The red light quickly spread out in the barrier, hitting all parts of the barrier.

Seeing this, Murong Xi waved the sleeves of his robe and made a new seal.

The seal appeared in the sky above the enchantment, the knot in the knot, and the seal in the seal, which has surpassed Qi Lian's understanding of the enchantment and the other party's art.

Luo Yang looked up at this seal, and his eyes also exuded a strange brilliance.

The red light spread out in the middle of the barrier, as if summoned by the seal, and invariably soared towards the middle of the seal.

Just when everyone was surprised by this power, Qi Lian coldly took out a red thing from his sleeve and bounced it towards Tong Yao.

"Oops!" Tong Yao couldn't help but let out a low sigh, and her body staggered.

Thousands of calculations, I didn't expect this to be calculated.

Hearing Tong Yao's voice, Murong Xi instinctively withdrew his hand and turned back.