It is also reasonable to not be able to determine the direction of the other party, with Bao's beast instinct is more sensitive to killing intent, as long as the other party wants to kill himself, he will expose his position, and when the time comes, he will attack from afar, which can be said to have the upper hand.

As for not revealing the killing intent when the other party shoots, Yu Xiang is confident that the other party will not be able to do it, otherwise he will already be in a different place, and in the same way, he will be close to his own distance and force himself to not be able to use the bow and arrow, which the other party also has no way to do.

The atmosphere is pressing, oppressive, tense, and breathless, and the situation in the arena is like a volcano about to erupt, and once it breaks through the obstacles, it will be an earth-shattering duel.

In the field, Yu Xiang held the Liuyue Ice Crystal Bow in his hand and rode the spirit beast White Tiger.

Secretly gloomy, pressing the sword with his right hand, his face was calm, there was no joy or sorrow in his heart, his eyes were like the chains of death, staring at Yu Xiang tightly.

Calm, steady, hold your fluctuating emotions, once there is a small movement, or a flaw, it will inevitably be preempted by the other party.

In the same way, the two sides did not play any tricks and sell the so-called flaw trap.

The master is opposite, a mistake will fall into the disadvantage, the soul will fly for nine days, selling the flawed trap, is playing with fire [***], the opponent is free to attack and defend without fear, but you yourself can not lose, once you lose, you are losing your life.

Time passed silently, and the two sides still did not move, the only difference was that the white tiger under Yu Xiang kept roaring in a low voice, and some couldn't bear it.

The clash of consciousness, the competition of patience, and the success or failure of the details will determine the ownership of this duel.

The longer the time, the more surprised he was in his heart, according to the invisible pressure he thought, even if he would not make the other party lose his calm, but he would also be upset, but in fact he also succeeded in doing it, but the target was not Yu Xiang, but the white tiger under her.

As for Yu Xiang, it was still the same as at the beginning, like a statue, if it weren't for the trace of white breath exhaled from his nose every once in a while, I am afraid that everyone would have thought that Yu Xiang had died unconsciously.

"Good patience, good mood!" Not only did the gloom in the field secretly praise in the bottom of his heart, but the two onlookers around him couldn't help but praise in their hearts at the same time.

It's just that how did they know that Yu Xiang was trapped in the uninhabited ice and snow and stayed like a prison for more than a year.

One year doesn't sound like a long time compared to hundreds of years of cultivation.

But don't forget that in the state of cultivation, it is equivalent to sleeping, but at the same time, you are also aware of the outside world.

But what about being awake?

Cultivators don't need to sleep, they get up every day to face the same place, they can't move more than ten square meters every day, and they are alone every day.

If it weren't for Yuxiang having Ah Bao by his side, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

The most terrible thing is not natural disasters, not strong enemies, but time, loneliness.

And now some waiting time is not enough to make Yu Xiang feel restless, which leads to the appearance of his flaws.

"Don't be impatient, don't be anxious." With a smile on his face, Yu Xiang stretched out his left hand, gently stroked Ah Bao's head, and said in a low voice.

"Roar!" Hearing Yu Xiang's words, Ah Bao let out a low roar and slowly calmed down, but his eyes were already looking around, trying to find out the gloom hidden in the dark.

Time passed again minute by minute, and after a while, the sun was already hanging over everyone's heads, but it was already noon.

"This battle is boring and boring." With a cold snort, the Lord of Flame said in a deep voice.

Although he was a person on his own side, he still didn't give a good face, his face was full of impatience, if it wasn't for the question of the belonging of the Holy Spirit, I am afraid that he himself would immediately go into battle and want to force the gloom out.

"The competition of endurance, regardless of up and down, the next competition is your own vigilance." Heavenly Buddha looked at the field with a solemn face and said slowly.

This is not a solution, after all, time passes minute by minute, no one can help anyone, and in the end it can only be a tie.

However, whether it is gloomy or Yu Xiang, they are all conceited that they can win, and naturally they will not accept the situation of a draw.

So the next thing is to see when Gloom will do it.

Yu Xiang, who could not detect the whereabouts of the other party, naturally could not take the initiative to attack.

Although he lost the opportunity to take the lead, as long as he could block the opponent's move, he would have won a three-percent win rate.

This is extremely demanding for Yu Xiang's vigilance surname.

As for Chou Shen, he has to restrain his breath, and at the most suitable and critical time, he will deliver a fatal blow, either killing and injuring Yu Xiang, or approaching her, so that she does not have a chance to distance herself.

Otherwise, once the opportunity is pulled away, then Yu Xiang, who is prepared, will definitely not let the gloom hide for the second time.

"Speed and speed are in the competition, reaction and speed are in the fight." Xuan Zhen nodded silently and echoed the words of the Heavenly Buddha and said.

Indeed, Gloom only needs to attack as fast as he can.

However, Yu Xiang must not only have speed but also react, otherwise, what awaits her will only be death or a difficult battle.

Is it a tough battle?

Hearing the words of Heavenly Buddha and Xuan Zhen, Yin Yuexing and Lin Hua couldn't help but smile at the same time.

Others think that Yu Xiang is a monk who uses bows and arrows as a magic weapon, but Lin Hua and Yin Yuexing know that Yu Xiang is a martial artist.

Although he is a martial artist with a bow and arrow as a weapon, if he is not as good as an assassin with a monk's way out, then the name of martial arts is not worthy.

And even if melee kung fu can't compare to gloom, isn't there still Po.

A late-stage congenital spirit beast combined with a congenital peak martial arts cultivator is enough to make that gloomy drink a pot.

Time passed again, and finally the gloom hidden in the darkness, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure moved instantly, turning into a streamer and coming to Yu Xiang's side in an instant.

At the same time, almost at the moment when a cold light flashed in his gloomy eyes, Po roared in a low voice, and a huge tiger tail suddenly straightened.

"Stasis Flow! Drink! The body does not move, the god does not change, Yu Xiang drank awe-inspiringly, and the true qi in the body of the movement exploded in an instant, and a palm carrying the power of the ice wind bombarded out head-on.

Face the gloom of sword-wielding killing.

"Not good!" The gloomy face changed, and he didn't expect that the other party's reaction was so fast, he had just arrived, and the other party's extreme trick was also issued.

What I didn't expect was that the other party was so relaxed and freehand.

Although he had already known that the other party would definitely have a close combat skill, he did not expect to be so proficient.

The ice crystal longbow in his hand, could it be an ornament?

Withdrawing from the retreat, the black sword swung and shattered the ice crystals condensed by the palm qi one by one, and scolded in his gloomy heart.

But even if there is anxiety and anger in his heart, he can't avoid the distance between the two of them.

"Your life's destiny has come to an end." The cold voice, the cold breath that made people unable to resist, I saw the white tiger riding high in the sky, holding the ice crystals in the sky, Yu Xiang said coldly. (To be continued.) )