Even in the past period of time, Zhao Xin's mental qi and aura quality in her body have increased several times, and breakthroughs have been made in the suppression and manipulation of blood energy, but the mutual imbalance between the three still has various effects of practical significance in all aspects of her movements.

With the help of the crimson wings of the mutant blood clan's innate agility technique, Zhao Xin, who absorbed the excess blood energy in his body and then established a more lasting balance in his body, used the mixed energy of the perfect ratio of mind qi, aura, and blood energy to reach the balanced state of Shengke's operation, and further purified and condensed it with the Haoyue Mental Method, and then turned into the true yuan internal strength that promoted the operation of martial arts.

It was this change in the source power of the essential transformation that allowed Zhao Xin's Spiral Nine Shadows and Nine Yin Divine Claws to firmly suppress Yan Chixia's transcendent and mundane martial arts with their weird, tricky and ruthless characteristics in the attack.

However, like a continuous rush of attack, when the tide finally receded, after Song Yan and Ye Lin retreated to the main hall of Lanruo Temple where Mu Yuchen and the others were located, Zhao Xin, who occupied a dominant position on the scene, was in a stalemate with Yan Chixia for more than ten seconds in the attack, but he still couldn't shake the other party, so he chose a wise change of move in the initiative.

In the fluttering of the crimson wings, Zhao Xin was covered in blood like water, and the low cry of sobbing between the originally slender ten fingers suddenly disappeared as the overwhelming offensive of the tide faded, and her zigzag arc turned to press the opponent, firmly following Yan Chixia's body trajectory. Leaving a distorted light and shadow in the polar movement, her figure froze.

Zhao Xin, who suddenly came to a standstill, was suspended in mid-air, as if she had escaped from the gravity of the planet, and her pure long hair was shining with a bloody color. In the wave-like state of stagnation full of flexibility, Feiyang's already tense and more cultivated figure was invisibly raised by at least forty centimeters, making her whole person's momentum swell more and more.

At the moment when Zhao Xin's offensive suddenly stopped and his figure froze, Yan Chixia was closely linked between the two sides, and under the intuitive traction of the qi induction, she neatly changed the sword technique of her hands. Yan Chixia, who had been silently waiting for the opportunity, flashed a rustic cyan in her hands. Immediately, the thick-ridged sword that flew three feet around him roared.

The long sword, which was still in the shadow of the cold claws just now, seemed to be filled like some hard object, and instantly and completely tightened into a straight line, full of rhythmic and rhythmic sounds. Accompanied by a quiet special brilliance, a deep sword blade was attached, and then in a very low audio swish that broke through the air, the long sword that had turned from defense to attack showed fangs that were not inferior to Zhao Xin's sharp claws.

Yan Chixia's sword was like a dragon swimming like a dragon before, showing the flexible and unrestrained posture of the swordsmanship, and there was no beauty of swordsmanship at all. However, this blow was a sword that condensed the speed and strength of the body, and went straight to the position of Zhao Xin's middle palace, but it brought a simple beauty in the simple answer, the kind of condensation and purity after washing away the lead.

Moment. The cold light flashed in the shadow of the sword in the side hall of Lanruo Temple, and the turbid air that was still filled with a bad breath. Left behind a fleeting trail like a flow. The lightning-fast sword light mercilessly crushed Zhao Xin's astonishing figure in levitation. It completely tore open her chest and abdomen, but a little bloody breath was released.

The simple sword weapon held by Yan Chixia, although it looks thick and dark, is like the steep peaks and peaks that seem to stretch with the mountains between the mountains, but actually go straight up and down proudly and independently.

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Since Yan Chixia's long sword is not a demonic weapon, naturally there is no such thing as in the novel, where the sword light instinctively devours the opponent's blood and soul after killing the enemy. Then there is only one explanation for Zhao Xin's abnormality, that is, Yan Chixia's sudden burst of sword hit nothing more than a phantom.

Zhao Xin's condensed figure of being crushed into his waist and abdomen, blurred and twisted like a hallucination in suspension, this is a tactic from extreme movement to extreme static, and then from extreme static to extreme movement, just right between the electric light and flint, grasping the balance of his own movement, as well as Yan Chixia's dynamic on-the-spot change, attracting the opponent to attack with the breath of phantom, and then making full use of the short gap to slip away from the opponent's fullness, there is no doubt that Zhao Xin's choice is to walk a tightrope.

However, Zhao Xin is not gambling, and her full understanding and confidence in her own strength is the biggest reason for her seemingly risky actions. Even if there is a so-called case in the state, Zhao Xin, who has some spare strength in the active change of moves, is still sure that he can retreat under this blow, which is not a gamble but a good and better choice.

Zhao Xin, whose body fell gracefully to the bottom of the crimson wings in the stretch, almost clinging to the small steel balls embedded in the wooden floor, slid silently towards the exit of the side hall with a graceful posture. The bright red that was violently plucked along the crimson wings floated flat on the cracked floor, and the three-color ripples that enveloped Zhao Xin's body vibrate, and there was a silent silence in the staggering.

Yan Chixia, who had been silent since she appeared, had nearly doubled the speed of her thick finger movements, and the quaint sword weapon that had missed with a single blow was not finished, as if it had been suddenly retracted by a magnetic field network. The hilt of the sword and Yan Chixia's flickering ten fingers resonated from a distance of a few inches, and the ancient cyan leaped out from his fingertips, and the dark heavy sword was smeared in a breath.

There is no repertoire of ordinary magic sticks that is to speak the truth, and Yan Chixia, who completed the fingertip sword technique in an instant, finally formed a flower with the ten fingers of both hands in the fluctuations, which looked like a lotus flower constantly opening and closing, and then his hands together seemed to be like ten thousand jun, and he seemed to slowly push forward the long sword that turned into green light.

Yan Chixia, who was instantly weakened by the fluctuation of her breath, although she did not show any pale fatigue, the pace under her feet was also affected and slowed down. The sword light reflected in his eyes moved like thunder, but it didn't even stir up even a trace of wind, it shot straight towards Zhao Xin, who was only a few meters away from the exit of the side hall.

Zhao Xin, who was shaking his red wings close to the ground. The original surging aura of the body was staggered, and the strongest blood color was left in the restraint, her white hands and ten fingers folded in front of her chest, and her eyes were closed in a quiet face as if she was sleeping, and it seemed to be extremely solemn, expecting something from a certain existence in the dark.

Yan Chixia's sword weapon, which turned into a cyan streamer, moved several times faster than Zhao Xin's wings, and it came silently through the air. In an instant, he caught up with her bright red demon figure. Closing her eyes and concentrating to raise her perception and concentration to the extreme, Zhao Xin, who was currently at her extreme, suddenly shattered her calm face, and suddenly the restrained aura around her fluctuated like an explosion.

Jewel-like crimson eyes. At the moment of looking directly at the cyan brilliance, I unconsciously gave birth to a painful feeling in my mind, as if I had been pierced through the skin by a sharp blade. Zhao Xin narrowed his flickering eyes slightly, and with a cold breath, he used his constricted pupils like needle tips, Gu Bo stared at the deadly brilliance without being shocked. A faint icy blue water rippled.

Zhao Xin, who seemed to be calm at this moment, was actually thinking in her mind like boiling seawater, constantly calculating, comparing and brewing, and her chest was like a tightly overlapping slender ten fingers. It is faintly projecting a subtle feeling that there is a clear difference between the skin and other positions. The invisible force is between the flesh and bones of the palm, preparing for a blow that has been gathering momentum for a long time.

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"It's now!" The pupil of the subtle eye is suddenly taken from the inside. Zhao Xin, who was completely covered by the ice blue color that was revealed, said calmly and abnormally in his heart.

Suddenly, blood red, pure white, and silver were intertwined, but the light that floated with special fluctuations was released from Zhao Xin's ten fingers crossed and closed, as if he was making a prayer-like gesture. Zhao Xin's figure was close to the ground, and at the same time, the adjustment of the crimson wings raised a slight angle towards the scarlet wings, and then her hands pushed up with all her strength.

The colorful brilliance of the fusion of Nian Qi, Spiritual Qi and Blood Energy completely assimilated Zhao Xin's hands into it, forming a substantial sphere composed of energy. The two poles of life and death represented by the energy of the mind, under the bearing of the aura, according to the DNA-like spiral structure, rotated rapidly with the very rhythmic and unique rhythm of the rippled immortal road, giving the energy an amazing terrifying penetrating power.

The three-color neon that is simply condensed between the fingers is turned into a meteor that shines with two fists, which can definitely be called another level of move, although the former is more flexible in battle, but the latter surpasses the former at least ten times the energy and density, and its power is destined to be by no means a simple addition, but a multiplication like a continuous superposition on the cloud.

Zhao Xin's opponent who performed this trick for the first time was Mu Yuchen, who had somewhat lost her mind at that time, and forcibly fused the aura, aura and blood energy in her body in a state of insufficient control, and finally in a state that her body could not bear, it caused the volume of this super-large spirit pill to overexpand, seriously dispersing the powerful power she had.

However, now that he is cultivating the martial arts provided by Mu Yuchen, in terms of spiritual power and physical control, Zhao Xin, who has been greatly improved, although she is still able to condense the energy contained in this move into the smallest theoretical category, it is far from being comparable to the original time, not to mention that her strength has also been greatly improved compared to that time.

The invisible pressure spread out invisibly at the moment when the two huge energy condensations came into contact with each other. The three-color light cluster that continued to rotate the size of a basketball cut off the path of the cyan sword light with great accuracy, and the two opposing sides collided silently, and then froze in the air as if stagnant.

Zhao Xin, whose face was unusually flushed, shook her wings, and the thoughts and aura in her body fell to the bottom, and the blood energy that got rid of the suppression almost instantly, injected a cold feeling from her bones into a temperament full of flames in the ice, which seemed to ripple with infinite enthusiasm. The crimson wings behind Zhao Xin became more and more vivid, almost immediately increasing her speed by half.

"Huh!" Yan Chixia, who had always maintained a calm and steady eye, and her eyes were infinitely deep, suddenly frowned as Zhao Xin's breath changed, and then her face darkened unhappily, and the sound of his inadvertent whispering was then drowned out by the sound of the explosion.

Balls of light and sword light frozen in mid-air. It's an unusually fierce collision in the subtlety. The condensed cyan sword light, the tip of the sword was incomparably sharp and sharp, as if the hammer smashed into the quilt was twisted in front of the three-colored light clusters that were constantly rotating like entities. The tip of the sword light was deflected in the twists and turns. The extremely dense light cluster was also slightly concave, and suddenly the brief calm turned into an instantaneous explosion.

Pure white, silver, blood red and cyan were released in a limited space, and the shattered sword light and the balance of the three colors were broken, instantly turning from a calm to a pure violent posture, from the explosion of the collision and the sudden spread, sweeping towards all the life and objects in the side hall, tyrannical and incomparably showing the existence of destruction.

It was already baptized by steel balls, flames, frost and acid. The tattered floor of the side hall was directly exploded, and a thick layer was hung off mercilessly, revealing the well-textured wooden veins inside, followed by cracks like slashes from swords. Once again, it was carved into the floor.

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The three mummified warriors who had been illuminating the side hall like torches that had been carrying objects for the flame of light were swept into the wind and waves of the explosion on the poor floor. The mummified warrior's specially treated bandaged, multi-layered and intertwined body scattered like sand in the chaotic energy. In just a few seconds, it was completely shattered.

Zhao Xin, who had long anticipated the current situation, was folding the red wings behind him, and he was directly in front of him like a shield, overlapping and wrapping around his body. While resisting the chaotic energy released by the explosion, he propelled his floating body with the help of a shockwave. In the slight adjustment, it continued to fall towards the main entrance of the side hall and the main hall.

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"Captain! Captain! Bearded! Bearded! ”

They have no scruples at all and are hooking up with each other on the edge of the pool! No! Describing the relationship between Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen in this way, there seems to be a very mysterious deviation! After all, Ning Caichen is a public official. I came to a place like Lanruo Temple for official business. As for Nie Xiaoqian! They seem to be doing their job. Hey! It seems to be even more subtle when he talks about it!

Song Yan and Ye Lin, who inadvertently replaced the position of the iron teeth, made Nie Xiaoqian, who was disturbed, very unhappy, revealing a dusk vertical pupil full of the ferocity of a predator, and on her standard oriental beauty face with delicate skin, strands of sharp hair were hallucinatory, emerging from the unaudible tight pores, and suddenly that beautiful face became a little hideous.

"Bearded! Oh! I see! Do not worry! Calm down! Mu Yuchen, who lifted the stealth cloak on his body, walked out of the corner as if no one was around, he nodded in response to Song Yan and Ye Lin, and at the same time was 100% apologetic, and said to Ning Caichen, who was in a position similar to that of a 'missionary' and next to Nie Xiaoqian: "If you don't mind!" You can go on! ”

Mu Yuchen was somewhat suspicious of being cute, and his tone was full of ridiculous sentences, which immediately aroused the members of the Phantom World team present, and the eyes of the visible and invisible were the same. Ignoring Nie Xiaoqian's increasingly cold gaze, Mu Yuchen looked at Ning Caichen's gaze, and the fox demon's gaze became more ambiguous.

"Xu! Composed! Brother Xu!! When are you ....... Ning Caichen, who seemed to think of everyone acting together for a while, became very angry and dumb as he spoke, and the little craftsman paused for a few seconds before he changed the topic in a daze and said, "Brother Xu! You see Iron Fang and the prisoners! They don't seem to be able to read it even by chance! ”

"I've always been here! It's just that you two are fully engaged! Didn't notice I existed! In a sense, except for the interference effect of Yuan Nian on Ning Caichen and the others, thinking and memory, which made them all ignore the people of the Phantom World Team for the time being, what Mu Yuchen said was indeed the truth, so he naturally said it confidently.

"Ahh That one......! This one......! After all, Ning Caichen is a simple child, and his reaction at this moment is like a lot of diao, the first time he saw the goddess he had admired for a long time, but he was undoubtedly bumped into by his acquaintance, full of all kinds of entanglements at a loss.

"Allah! Allah! I get it! Saying this like a confidant brother, looking provocatively at Nie Xiaoqian, who was hiding most of her sideways behind Ning Caichen, Mu Yuchen smiled and perfectly showed her eight teeth, reflecting a flash of egg pain in the light of the candle that illuminated the main hall of Lanruo Temple.

Nie Xiaoqian, who clearly understood Mu Yuchen's eyes, was not to be outdone, her sparkling eyes widened, cold but graceful decisiveness, but her delicate face still carried a trace of surprise that could not be completely hidden, as if she was more or less wondering about something.

"Captain! Why are you still in the mood to chat! Song Yan, who was in a hurry, took Ye Lin by the hand, ran two steps in front of Mu Yuchen, and said loudly not very satisfied.

"Calm down! If you care, it's messy! You should learn to trust in the strength of your peers! You should know her well! Mu Yuchen gently faced Zhang Man's anxious Song Yan and said, "At least I believe her!" Even if she's not a match for a bearded man! It's not so easy to be defeated by the other side! And it's an opportunity for her, too! The flowers in the greenhouse are beautiful but fragile! Isn't it! ”

"That's what I said! But....... Song Yan's mouth made a small grinding sound.

"Alright! All right! I'm scared of you! Mu Yuchen showed a helpless look on his face, jumped into the air without moving his feet, and his temperament was leisurely and fast, appearing directly in front of the entrance of the side hall. I'm going to press her! That's it! Troublesome little girl! ”