The Blade is Approaching!

Still far away, the dragon scale armor on Fan Lang's face was cut open, and even his mind felt a sharp edge.

This sudden stab is really terrifying.

Fan Lang responded with all his attention, flipped the divine sword in his hand, exerted three percent of the power of the gods, and the sword body was bathed in flames, blocking the incoming knife.

The sword was hot, the sword was cold, and the two collided together, and ice and fire exploded.

Fan Lang guarded the middle and attacked, his left fist clenched, condensed the dragon's head, and roared out. Frost withdrew the knife at this moment and left, her body made an iron plate bridge movement, leaned back, her waist was flexible, and the long legs under her skirt bowed out and kicked Fan Lang's wrist.

This time, it was replaced by fists and feet, the dragon's head was shattered, and the cold air soaked into Fan Lang's wrist, and even the wrist bones were frozen with a layer of frost.

The two fought each other in close quarters, and launched a round of hand-to-hand and fast-eyed close-range exchanges, each move was thrilling, and if you were not careful, you would lose.

I saw two figures flickering frequently in the ring, ordinary people couldn't catch up with this speed at all, and only a few people could see the process of fighting.

Bell!

The swords collided one after another, making a crisp sound, and the cold light bloomed.

Brush!

It was another close confrontation, the knife in Shuang's hand bloomed with ice flowers, and collided with the lotus flower under Fan Lang's sword, and the two flowers broke apart, competing for beauty, each with a martial arts beauty.

The two of them were impacted by the collision, and each flew out in the air, sliding for a distance before stopping castration, and then looking at the place where they passed, one after another waves of air burst.

The frost didn't give Fan Lang a chance to breathe, holding the knife in one hand and sealing it with the other, printing different runes on the snowy blade, and one rune after another shone brightly. With a swing of her sword, red plum blossoms bloomed in mid-air, and a cold wind swept through.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!

Fan Lang smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, even if he blocked his nose, it was useless, this cold aroma penetrated his body, freezing flesh and blood, freezing Xuan power, and even his thoughts could be frozen.

This kind of pervasive attack is impossible to prevent.

Fan Lang has fought against many Xuan Emperors, and the strength of the frost is probably slightly better than that of Yuan Zuocang.

No wonder Shen Junwolf dared to make such a big bet, spending money like dirt, throwing millions of spirit coins, he must have full confidence in frost.

Fan Lang's heart pounded wildly, squeezing out all the golden dragon blood, the dragon blood was like magma, emitting high temperatures, melting the invading plum blossom chill.

He had just unsolved a move, and Frost's next move followed.

"No one in the capital is worried like me, tonight the snow is there, there are plum blossoms, like I am worried. ”

The frost mouth recites ancient poems, one sentence and one knife, four knives in a row, rolling up the wind and snow, and countless plum blossoms dance wildly in the white world.

When the fourth knife slashed, Fan Lang suddenly stretched out his left hand, which turned into a dragon claw, and caught the straight knife, the dragon scales were broken, and the skin was opened.

Blood flowed down the blade.

Fan Lang smiled evilly, and released the Extreme Demon Dao True Scroll, wanting to drag the two of them in.

This competition is originally irregular, and card treasures and so on are all used casually.

Frost calmly glanced at the Demon Dao True Scroll that was close at hand, and judged that this was a spatial treasure of the Demon Dao. She immediately took out another straight knife and slashed it in the air, forcing Fan Lang back, this knife could open up space and allow her to hide in an independent space.

A hexagonal independent space emerges around her, and a layer of beautiful ice flowers spreads out from her surface.

The Demon Dao True Scroll released its suction and tried to devour her, but failed due to the barrier of space.

This is the first time that the Demon Dao True Scroll has failed!

The strength of the frost even made Fan Lang feel tricky, as if facing a hedgehog full of thorns, he had no way to start.

Fan Lang simply changed the way of using the Demon Dao True Scroll, absorbed the majestic magic power from it, injected it into his body, and then transformed it into Xuan Li and attacked with a sword.

The power of his swordsmanship increased sharply, and it was even more powerful than just now, and the divine sword broke through the sky and slashed the sky, sweeping through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe.

Frost changed to meet the enemy with two knives, one knife was extremely cold, and the other knife broke through the space, her figure was erratic, shuttling through the space, and the offensive was elusive.

This kind of advanced combat method of shuttling through space is very difficult, and Frost himself can't do it, relying to a large extent on the help of the second knife.

Fortunately, Fan Lang had just learned the glaze Zhaotian skill before, which came in handy at this time.

"Broken!"

The divine sword in Fan Lang's hand rippled with the color of glass, and a layer of spatial blades was attached to the surface, cutting through the independent space and heading straight for the frost's face door.

Even he didn't know Frost's face, and this knife had the intention to split the mask to find out.

Frost's gaze flickered, releasing the Frozen Protector, causing a layer of ice to freeze on the surface of his body, blocking the incoming sword, but at some cost, his clothes were torn and there was an extra wound on his body.

The clothes are torn, but the mask is fine, and her appearance remains a mystery.

Click!

The ice armor shattered, and Frost came out with a knife in his hand.

The cold wind swept through her pink and white dress, and the torn part revealed the wound, and also revealed the cold and white jade skin.

The two tried their best, and all kinds of combat methods were full of tricks and colors, and until now they have not been able to distinguish the winner or loser, and they have fought equally.

Frost looked down at the wound, and a layer of cold immediately spread from the wound, stopping the bleeding. When she looked up again, her gaze sharpened, like a blade.

"Have you ever seen the beauty of the wind and snow?"

Frost raised her twin knives, her gaze level with the blades, and the shiny body of the knife reflected her white-haired side face.

"Then have you ever seen a military coat?" Fan Lang asked with a smile, took out the fashion military coat, and put it on his body, covering other equipment.

The military coat is placed in a different world, and the painting style is too curious, and Fan Lang really doesn't want to wear it until he has to.

This battle is in a stalemate, and it is necessary to increase the strength, so it is not so much to care about.

Fan Lang put on a military coat, and the painting style of the whole person changed. For the otherworldly, this is fancy dress.

Frost looked up and down, and said coldly: "What kind of weird costume is this, are you kidding me?" ”

"Don't underestimate this dress. Fan Lang felt a new surge of power, prepared the temporary explosives in the system, and was ready to attack.

The two looked at each other, and the battle intent in their eyes increased sharply.

Almost at the same time, the two attacked each other.

Romantic!

The frost twin knives flew over, the sky and the earth dimmed, became dark, the relentless wind was howling, the goose feathers and snow were flying, making people shiver with cold, and the plum blossoms danced with the snowflakes, one red and one white. The full moon rises high in the snowy night, giving off a bright and lonely moonlight.

A beautiful scenery on a snowy night, shocking.

This is a dangerous beauty, and the entire beauty is made up of sharp sword qi, forcing Fan Lang from all directions.

Fan Lang also showed his hole cards and bet on the next ten seconds.

Ten times the explosion!

Rumble!

Fan Lang's strength doubled, the momentum was deep, the breath was like a dragon like an elephant, and the divine sword in his hand was split in the air, and this sword was called - Dragon Burning Doom!

"Roar!!

A fire dragon roared out, the dragon's head was a hundred feet huge, with the high temperature of the sun, burning the sky and boiling the sea, charging forward, and the dragon's body continued to extend.

Under the moonlit night, the fire dragon roars, and the victory is about to be announced.