The knee is like a golden top, and it slams into the endless plain, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Zhou Haoran's face changed slightly, he never imagined that Jiang Xiaoyu gave up the change in his sword technique at this critical moment and chose such a change.

In the face of this sudden blow, he had no defense, and there was no room to dodge at all.

After receiving the blow, he hurriedly took a few steps back, only to feel a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the muscles in his body instantly tensed.

This is an internal injury caused by Jiang Xiaoyu's strength entering the body.

Immediately, he raised his head, and a look of anger appeared on his fairly handsome face.

"River Drifts ......"

He stared at Jiang Xiaoyu and said word for word: "It's me who underestimated you again." Never, though! This time, I won't give you any chance to turn the tables again! ”

Zhou Haoran was completely enraged by Jiang Xiaoyu, and no longer blindly chose to dodge, and even gave up the idea of getting upper-level martial arts from Jiang Xiaoyu's mouth, and directly launched an active attack.

Rumble!

Zhou Haoran waved the iron fan, and the energy turned into sword qi, which was released from the iron fan, like lightning piercing the sky, killing Jiang Xiaoyu not far away.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to underestimate it, and tried his best to block.

At the same time, his figure was as ethereal as smoke, constantly moving back and forth in the gap between sword qi and sword qi.

But this kind of action consumes too much energy on him, and his blood-burning method is fast to the limit, and it is already a little difficult to maintain.

Jiang Xiaoyu took a deep breath, feeling the majestic true qi in his body that was transformed from the burning of essence and blood, and knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this.

And the result of defeat is equal to death.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't think twice, the nameless short knife was clenched tightly in his hand, intending to fight hard and wipe out the two sword qi with a swing.

Immediately following, he stepped on his feet and flew to Zhou Haoran.

Bang Bang Bang!

The short knife and the iron fan clashed, and the sound of gold and iron resounded.

Zhou Haoran subconsciously raised his eyebrows, feeling the amazing maneuver transmitted from the short knife to the iron fan, and the serious expression on his face added three points of seriousness.

Zhou Haoran spun the iron fan, and then kicked it out, first forcing Jiang Xiaoyu back, and then instilling true qi into the iron fan.

Whoosh!

He went all out, from the bottom to the top and from the top down, swinging three sword qi that were completely different from the previous ones, and killed Jiang Xiaoyu in a zigzag shape.

Three swords to kill!

This is one of his tricks to press the bottom of the box.

The three sword qi passed all the way, and even the ground was marked by this fierce qi, and three deep sword marks were drawn.

These three sword qi were completely different from the sword qi that Zhou Haoran had slashed before. It has a fierce aura far beyond the previous one, and in addition, there are extremely alarming dangerous fluctuations, so that Jiang Xiaoyu's perception is all filled with these three sword qi, and he does not dare to underestimate and distract himself at all.

However, even though these three sword qi were so strong, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to dodge. Because of Zhou Haoran's qi, at this critical moment, he locked him deadly.

In such an emergency situation, once Jiang Xiaoyu made a dodge move, he would be quickly locked on to Jiang Xiaoyu's flaws by Zhou Haoran's gaze like a searchlight, and then he would be beaten by a series of attacks that Zhou Haoran was ready to attack, and he doubted his life.

Jiang Xiaoyu is very smart, although he doesn't have much actual combat experience, but in an instant, he understood Zhou Haoran's tactics, so he gritted his teeth and simply chose to resist.

The short knife is wielded, the true qi surges, the energy is overflowing, and the knife qi is vertical and horizontal.

In the face of life and death, Jiang Xiaoyu exerted his strength to the extreme, he took a deep breath, and at the same time swung out countless sword qi, he also used the sword qi flying around him, combined with the movements in his hands, to completely combine the sword qi into a slightly glowing barrier.

Boom Boom!

Three sword qi slammed into the sword qi barrier, and the sound as heavy as muffled thunder shook all directions, and the dust flew up like a butterfly, covering the sky and the sun.

When the dust cleared, the next scene was enough to shock many people.

I saw that the open space between Jiang Xiaoyu and Zhou Haoran had been completely sunken in. And many of the obstacles around them were also destroyed into slag by the aftermath of the collision.

"Whew-"

Jiang Xiaoyu was panting, the energy in his body was exhausted, and his originally ruddy face had already become a fiasco.

To be honest, the method of burning blood is almost unsustainable, because Jiang Xiaoyu's body is almost burned out.

When the time for the explosion passed, it was the time when he fell into weakness.

At that moment, it was undoubtedly his death.

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and finally came back to his senses, looking at Zhou Haoran in front of him, his face slowly calmed down.

Whatever the outcome, he was prepared.

On the other side of him, Zhou Haoran exhaled a breath, this move to press the bottom of the box was obviously quite consuming for him, but it was still within the range of bearing.

When he saw Jiang Xiaoyu's appearance, the sneer on his face became more and more intense.

"I said I wouldn't give you any more chances."

After Zhou Haoran finished speaking, he didn't give Jiang Xiaoyu a chance to breathe at all, his figure flickered like a phantom, and he quickly came to Jiang Xiaoyu.

The iron fan swirled, and the sword qi was attached, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to relax, his palm seemed to be welded by a machine, and he clutched the nameless short knife.

He held his body strongly, reacted quickly, resisted the continuous exhaustion of the stream in his mind, concentrated his energy, and started the final struggle with Zhou Haoran.

"You can only be a defeated man!"

Zhou Haoran saw Jiang Xiaoyu waiting for him, and snorted coldly, his eyes were like a sword, his steps changed flexibly, his body was full of true qi, the iron fan suddenly closed, and the sword qi was like a dragon.

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were like knives, and when he saw Zhou Haoran aiming at the iron fan on his chest, he realized Zhou Haoran's next blow.

In the heat of the day, he made a decision.

What's the joy of life?

Why be afraid of death?

Jiang Xiaoyu thought of this, and a sense of pride spontaneously arose in his chest, and in his body, a force surged again from nowhere.

"Come on!"

Jiang Xiaoyu shouted, took a step forward, and let the iron fan with fierce sword qi penetrate his chest.

Even though he suffered a severe penetrating wound to his chest, his footsteps did not move for a minute, and his body still stood like a rock.

Snort!

Blood flew and splashed on Zhou Haoran's face, however, Zhou Haoran did not feel happy, but felt cold in his heart.

Because, Zhou Haoran sensed an indescribable force that was being released from Jiang Xiaoyu's body, directly covering his perception and making him feel cold in his heart.

"It's ......"

Zhou Haoran's eyes widened, and he only felt that at the moment when his iron fan penetrated Jiang Xiaoyu's chest, the nameless short knife in Jiang Xiaoyu's hand suddenly burst out with an amazing force, as if carrying the great power of nature, and the knife qi that suddenly escaped from the knife seemed to split mountains and rivers and open the heavens and the earth.

Zhou Haoran thought of something in an instant, but his consciousness completely disappeared in the next moment.

He's defeated!

Boom!

Zhou Haoran's head fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoyu's whole body suddenly relaxed, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, grinning his teeth.

In addition, he still had Zhou Haoran's iron fan on his chest, and he didn't even have the strength to pull it out, and he didn't dare to pull it out.

He was exhausted.

He was overjoyed, too.

Not only because he actually killed Zhou Haoran, but also because he realized the sword intent again at the last moment.

It was the knife that contained the knife intent that brought him great surprises and surprises.

Otherwise, with Zhou Haoran's strength, he would not have been beheaded so easily.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu, who had won a miserable victory, continued to burn essence blood, and he knew very well that if he lifted the burning blood as soon as the battle ended, he would inevitably be unable to move immediately due to his weak state, and even fall into a coma. At that point, his situation will be dangerous.

Therefore, it is necessary to continue to maintain a state of blood burning.

Jiang Xiaoyu thought of this, felt the sharp pain in his chest, and gasped again, running the true qi in his body, first stopping the bleeding and then healing.

After a while, he felt that he had regained a little strength, so he moved towards Zhou Haoran's headless corpse tremblingly.