Wu Xian'er's every blow does not have the momentum of Xuanhe, but it is accurate and efficient, and he can always easily find the opponent's weaknesses, hit the nail on the head, and cannot be prevented. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhan Ling'er's eyes lit up, she made a move that surprised everyone, and she actually gave up the Poor Tiger Hammer decisively, the holy power between the fingers of her left palm gushed out, and the dark golden light covered her skin, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed the sword blade that stabbed over.

She used the same method to deal with Chu Fei back then, but the sword Chu Fei used at that time was not at the same level as Wu Xian'er's sword in terms of quality, and it was extremely risky for Zhan Ling'er to do this, but Zhan Ling'er was Zhan Ling'er, and she still did it.

The sharp sword light penetrated Zhan Ling'er's body protection holy power almost instantly, hurting her fingers, but Wu Xian'er was obviously a little surprised by her bold counterattack, and did not urge the holy power to continue the attack at the first time.

The game, after all, is not a real battlefield, and they don't want to really hurt each other.

Zhan Ling'er seized the momentary opportunity, looming in all directions, the light golden holy power light rushed out from her body, and an extra scimitar appeared in her palm, and the two forces of ice and fire circulated on the blade, and she slashed out with a knife.

This knife actually slashed at Wu Xian'er's body.

All the audience was stunned, is it another counterattack?

However, when the doubts of the spectators were still in their minds, the figure of Wu Xian'er in the arena gradually blurred, turning into a floating light and shadow.

The white light and shadow coincided, and Wu Xian'er stood ten meters away from Zhan Ling'er intact.

"You're so bold, if I insisted on attacking just now, your left hand would be gone!" Wu Xian'er sighed lightly.

"The ring is the battlefield, how can the fears of war deserve to stand here?" said Zhan Ling'er.

"Okay, but I'm not going to keep my hands on that. Wu Xian'er's eyes were soft and neutral, with a hint of kindness.

"Let the horses come!" Zhan Ling'er's eyes were like torches.

"Be careful!" Before the words fell, Wu Xian'er raised a sword in her hand, and the sharp sword suddenly appeared on Zhan Ling'er's chest, and where she was standing, the white-clothed Raider was slowly dissipating.

What a quick sword!

Zhan Ling'er was awe-inspiring, she felt the ubiquitous soul holy power, and it was with her super power of mind that Wu Xian'er conjured up a body in place, interfering with her judgment and making the already extremely fast sword even more sudden.

Zhan Ling'er retreated a meter like lightning, and the heavy hammer in his hand was suddenly raised, and Wu Xian'er's sword followed like a shadow, but Zhan Ling'er did not dodge or dodge, and smashed down with a hammer.

A life-for-life style of play.

Wu Xian'er's pupils contracted, but she didn't retreat, and the sword swept straight across Zhan Ling'er's chest, until the sharp sword broke through Zhan Ling'er's body protection holy power, she quickly moved sideways, avoiding Zhan Ling'er's heavy hammer.

"Huh!" Wu Xian'er let out a soft sigh, because when her sword blade stabbed Zhan Ling'er's chest, she felt a strange wave of holy power, dissolving the power in her sword.

"Silver-level armor!" Wu Xian'er just stabbed out the sword, although in the end in order to avoid the heavy hammer, the strength was retracted, but the ordinary armor would definitely not be able to stop it, Wu Xian'er suddenly said softly in his heart.

In the next battle, I saw Zhan Ling'er hammer out one after another, and the violent holy power fluctuations formed ripples of power, which continued to spread, but it still couldn't stop Wu Xian'er's elusive sword, in just a dozen times, Zhan Ling'er was stabbed with more than a dozen swords, but fortunately, the Phantom Wind Secret Armor was powerful and dissolved most of the sword power, and Zhan Ling'er was only slightly injured.

Wu Xian'er sneaked up on another sword, and Zhan Ling'er suddenly threw away the heavy hammer and replaced it with a purple battle knife.

The purple gold war knife, with a blue light, frantically attacked the past, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed more than a dozen knives, Zhan Ling'er only attacked but could not defend, the knife was fatal, and the cold power released from the knife made the radius of ten meters turn into a blue color, and the temperature plummeted.

At the same time, in the void behind Zhan Ling'er, the three relics all emitted a faint blue, and one of them shattered, blessing Zhan Ling'er with majestic holy power.

The holy power skyrocketed, and there was an indomitable momentum in Zhan Ling'er's eyes, and the cold power drove away Wu Xian'er's soul holy power, and she actually locked Wu Xian'er's position and chased and slashed desperately.

Wu Xian'er frowned, she could see that Zhan Ling'er's lifeless attack would definitely not last long, but this crazy momentum made her have to avoid the edge for a while.

Wu Xian'er was retreating, but Zhan Ling'er was in hot pursuit, and suddenly one of the remaining two relics was broken, sprinkling a massive amount of holy power on Zhan Ling'er.

The battle knife broke through the air, this time it turned red, the red fire soared into the air, and there was a violent explosion sound in the fighting arena, although the temperature of the flame formed by the Void Yuan Holy Power was not high, but it had terrifying destructive power, and now it was all exploded.

Wu Xian'er retreated again.

Zhan Ling'er chased after him, the purple gold battle knife pointed at, the light changed back to blue, and the holy power of the water system rose up, turning into thousands of ice thorns, falling sharply from mid-air, and stabbing towards Wu Xian'er.

Wu Xian'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and the soul holy power came out of his body, and he also turned into a vast white mist with a virtual reality, and from Zhan Ling'er's field of vision, Wu Xian'er suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Losing the trace of Wu Xian'er, all of Zhan Ling'er's attacks naturally fell into the air.

Zhan Ling'er was on full alert, and there seemed to be countless starlight flashing in her bright blue-gold pupils, and suddenly she slashed backwards with a knife, slashing halfway and then changing direction.

Several times, nothing was found.

The misty white mist slowly spread in the arena, obscuring the sight, and suddenly those white mist emitted a silver-white light, and then turned into a verdant jasper color, a jungle, with the war spirit as the center, thus formed.

The power of the mind and the qi of the void element were actually blended together, and the mind manifested itself as a forest.

Zhan Ling'er's smart eyes were full of light, but he couldn't see through the reality of this forest, Wu Xian'er's idea of the forest's means made people know that it was fake, but it was enough to confuse the real with the false, and it was impossible to break through the reality.

In the blink of an eye, there was a beast roar in the jungle, and several jungle gray wolves howled and pounced on the war spirit.

The gray wolf was instantly disillusioned with a swing of her sword, but more jungle beasts rushed out of the dark corners, howling and pounced on her.

The level of these beasts is not high, and every time Zhan Ling'er swings a knife, he can destroy a piece, but the victory is in a large number, and in a few breaths, the scattered beasts gather into a beast tide, and a thousand beasts roar, and the momentum is terrifying.

Zhan Ling'er was immediately at a disadvantage, surrounded by a group of beasts, she fought hard to kill, and the last relic also exploded into a massive amount of holy power, but it still couldn't recover the decline.

At this moment, the battle seems to be coming to an end, Wu Xian'er with the power of majestic thoughts, turned into thousands of beasts, chasing and fighting, Zhan Ling'er is broken, the holy power is insufficient, although he struggles hard, but he is shaking, and it seems that he will not be able to hold on soon.

But the strange thing is that Zhan Ling'er looked like she couldn't hold on right away, but she didn't fall for ten minutes, and in these ten minutes, she looked like she was about to fall, but she didn't fall.

Wu Xian'er couldn't help frowning, and after a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart, and she was already aware of it, and at this moment, she understood Zhan Ling'er's intentions.

From the beginning of the thunderous offensive to the later show of weakness to the enemy, in fact, they were all implementing a strategy and delaying time.

Zhan Ling'er used Thunder Wan Jun at the beginning, so that Wu Xian'er mistakenly thought that her holy power was insufficient, and she wanted to fight quickly with the power of thunder, so she avoided its edge, and then Zhan Ling'er continued to break down, it seemed that the strength was insufficient, Wu Xian'er accelerated the consumption of her holy power with the Forest of Thoughts, judging from the situation at the time, Zhan Ling'er was defeated in five minutes at most, who knew that after more than ten minutes, she was in this state of being defeated and undefeated.

"What a smart girl!" Wu Xian'er smiled slightly, in order to face Chu Fei next, she naturally retained the strongest means, seeing that Zhan Ling'er was about to lose, she naturally didn't want to consume too much strength, which caused a stalemate at the moment.

"Let's finish!" Wu Xian'er said softly, in the Forest of Thoughts, all beasts roared together, the earth roared, and a huge beast claw, with the might of the beast king, crossed the void and crushed it.

Zhan Ling'er did not retreat, dragging the purple gold war knife in his hand, there seemed to be ten thousand golden rays flashing on his chest, and he converged in one place in an instant, and the next moment, the war knife was in the air, and he attacked the past strongly.

Boom! Under the strong Void Yuan fluctuations, the Forest of Thoughts collapsed, the beasts turned into nothingness, and the light on the giant claw finally dissipated after a few moments, and the battle spirit had already flown up, flipped in the air a few times, and finally stood on the ground again.

Her face was like gold paper, her purple gold sword was on the ground, supporting her body, and there was a fearless light in her bright eyes, glaring angrily at Wu Xian'er.

"It's just a competition, is it worth it?" When Wu Xian'er said this, his eyes seemed to look at Chu Fei in the lounge intentionally or unintentionally, at this moment he was trying his best to recover the Void Yuan Holy Power, his side was full of beast pills, most of them were third or fourth level, the integrity was good, and the overflowing Void Yuan Holy Power was so viscous that it almost turned into a liquid state, but as soon as it overflowed, it was swallowed by Chu Fei's stagnant relics and insect crystal whales.

Chu Fei sat down like an old monk, ignoring the competition on the field, and seemed to have forgotten about it for a long time.

"Fighting for honor, I'm never going to back down. Zhan Ling'er's voice was clear, but there was an indomitable momentum. She naturally knew that with her strength, even if she was at her peak, she was far inferior to Wu Xian'er, although she was not an ordinary Sanshe, but as a martial saint son, how could Wu Xian'er be an ordinary Sishe?

But she was fearless and has persevered until now.