The aura of the torture body became more and more violent and dangerous. Le Wen Novel|

Zhuang Xuan stared ahead with a solemn face, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning, thinking about what method to use to resist the long-standing trick of torture.

The power that emanates from Xing Kuai's body now is no weaker than when Di Rong used the Blood Demon Skill at the beginning, and even faintly exceeds a trace. On that day, Zhuang Xuan dodged the killing blow by casting the thunder movement for nine days.

But now in the face of Xing Kuai, he knows that even if he casts thunder for nine days, he can't dodge it.

First, because the speed of Xing Kuai is not much slower than his own, he can use his thunder for nine days, and Xing Kuai can also use his body to pursue. Besides, the stone platform is so big, even if you dodge, you can't hide it.

Another reason is that when Di Rong performed the Blood Demon Skill that day, the whole person had almost lost his mind, and he lacked flexibility in battle. But this is not the case, those clear eyes don't look like they have lost their minds.

But Zhuang Xuan didn't think about dodging this blow.

Even Zhuang Xuan himself didn't realize that in his bones, there was actually a belligerent factor and a belief in not admitting defeat. He knew that such an opportunity was rare, and he wanted to fight with other geniuses to see the gap between himself and others, only in this way could he cultivate better.

At this time, Xing Kuai's momentum had reached the final stage, he set his eyes on Zhuang Xuan, and the aura in his body gradually calmed down, becoming no fluctuation at all.

Zhuang Xuan's eyes shrank, but he didn't relax because of this, but his expression became more solemn.

Because at this moment, the feeling that the torture gave him was much greater than the threat of Di Rong back then.

"Are you ready?" Xing Kuai grinned, looked at Zhuang Xuan in front of him, and asked with a slightly crazy expression.

"Just let the horses come!" Zhuang Xuan said.

Despite his solemn expression, despite the threat he felt like never before, even though he was not sure that he would be able to take the blow. But there was a voice in his heart telling him that he couldn't retreat, he couldn't lose.

At this time, his mind had already put aside everything such as the ranking of trials, inheritance, rewards, etc...... There was only this battle left in his heart, and only the momentum of Xing Kuai was left.

His eyes were glued to Xing Kuai, trying to see the trajectory of his moves, so that he could grasp the slightest opportunity.

In such a state, Zhuang Xuan's nerves tensed, and all his strength was condensed on his eyes. Even Zhuang Xuan himself didn't notice that at this moment, his eyes underwent a wonderful change, and there was a faint purple light above his pupils. The purple light was so faint that Xing Kuai, who was standing opposite Zhuang Xuan, didn't notice it at all.

In this case, Zhuang Xuan found that the scene in front of him had become a little different.

The hair flying on the shoulders of the opposite torturer became slow, as if it was dozens of times full at once.

Zhuang Xuan was surprised in his heart, and then he cheered up.

He didn't know what his situation was right now, but it was in his favor. As for the rest, let's wait until after the battle.

While Zhuang Xuan was thinking, the punishment moved.

"Rakshasa Seal!"

I saw his body flash, shooting towards Zhuang Xuan like a bolt of lightning, and the speed was incredible. A strange handprint was pinched out of his hand and pressed towards Zhuang Xuan.

The action of the torture is not unpleasant. But all this has been slowed down dozens or hundreds of times in Zhuang Xuan's eyes at this moment, so that Xing Xuan's movements are no longer uncatchable.

When Xing Kuai was only one meter away from Zhuang Xuan, Zhuang Xuan moved. He made a mistake at his feet, leaving an afterimage in his place.

And it was also at this moment that Xing Kuai's handprint had reached Zhuang Xuan's forehead.

Looking at Zhuang Xuan, who was standing still, Xing Kui was startled, it was too late to stop at this time, so he had to shift his handprint to the right a few points.

After doing this, his handprint had already touched Zhuang Xuan's forehead.

But soon, he became stunned. Because his hand passed through Zhuang Xuan's revelation without hindrance, without a trace of condensation.

"Afterimage?" Xing Kuai breathed a sigh of relief while marveling at Zhuang Xuan's speed.

Zhuang Xuan was the most outstanding teenager he had ever seen.

Even in their big family, they can't find a peer who can compete with Zhuang Xuan. Even he himself was far inferior to Zhuang Xuan's age. Therefore, I unconsciously have a trace of cherishing talent in my heart.

Seeing that he didn't hit Zhuang Xuan at this moment, he was not only happy for Zhuang Xuan in his heart.

But his body did not pause at all, his feet were three points faster, and his body turned flexibly in place, attacking Zhuang Xuan, who had just shown his figure.

Zhuang Xuan was shocked when he saw this, he thought that he could only make one move in this state, but now it seems that he was wrong. The state of the current torture can obviously last for a while.

Seeing that the torture was coming, Zhuang Xuan did not continue to dodge. Under the trembling of the four blood pills in the dantian, a crackling bone explosion sound came from Zhuang Xuan's body. With his right fist clenched, he swung it out with all his might.

Xing Kuai had already attacked in front of Zhuang Xuan, and in the face of Zhuang Xuan's coming fist, he shouted violently: "It's a good time!"

Then he also threw a punch and slammed it towards Zhuang Xuan's fist.

"Bang!"

A dull crashing sound sounded, and Zhuang Xuan's body shot out backwards. It retreated to the edge of the stone platform before stopping.

"Poof!"

Zhuang Xuan's throat was sweet, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But his eyes were terrifyingly bright. Not only did the fighting spirit of the whole body not weaken because of this, but became more and more amazing.

Xing Kuo is worthy of being a genius who can break into the top fifty, and that punch is already the strongest blow that Zhuang Xuan can exert so far when he mobilizes the strength of his whole body. However, he was repelled by the torture and spurted out a large mouthful of essence blood.

At this time, Zhuang Xuan's right arm seemed to have lost sensation, and the muscles all over his body were trembling. Only a pair of eyes are full of the will not to lose.

"Admit defeat, although you are very good, but now you are not my opponent!" Xing Kui was infected by Zhuang Xuan, and he couldn't bear to fight with Zhuang Xuan.

"Do you know why I dare to fight Di Rong and offend a four-grade sect?" Zhuang Xuan asked with a bright look in his eyes.

Xing Kuo looked at Zhuang Xuan puzzled, waiting for his next step.

"Because I need to fight!" Zhuang Xuan grinned.

Xing Kuo was stunned for a moment, and his gaze became a little different. At this moment, he saw a kind of madness from Zhuang Xuan's body. A madness that is all about fighting.

"Although you make me admire me very much, but judging by the current situation, you can't fight anymore!" Xing Kui said with regret.

"Really?" the smile on Zhuang Xuan's face was even more than three points. Then he slowly stood up in the shocked eyes of Xing Kuai. A crackling sound resounded throughout the stone platform.

"Comfortable!" Zhuang Xuan twisted his neck, stretched his waist, and said lazily.

During the conversation with Xing Kuo just now, Zhuang Xuan only felt a coolness flowing down the spiritual platform all the way down, spreading to every corner of his body. Where this coolness passed, all the injuries were healed. Moreover, Zhuang Xuan was also pleasantly surprised to find that his physical strength was a little stronger than before.

"Now, is it possible to continue?" Zhuang Xuan said with a grin.

"You've surprised me so much!" said Xing Yu. "Since you're okay, go ahead!"

"It's exactly what I want!" Zhuang Xuan finished speaking, and rushed to attack the torture first. The shot is the fury of thunder.

In an instant, Zhuang Xuan's whole body flashed with lightning, making a crackling sound. The finger-thick electric glow faintly emitted a lilac glow.

Xing Kuai's face was solemn, Zhuang Xuan had performed this trick before, and the lilac electric glow did not make him suffer less.

Zhuang Xuan's whole body flashed with thunder, making his whole person look full of inexplicable majesty.

The two fought together again in an instant, and the sound of banging was endless.

Xing Kuai is a genius among the descendants of the criminal family, and the exercises he has learned are naturally extraordinary. In addition to the Rakshasa Seal that he had just cast, the martial art he was fighting with Zhuang Xuan at this moment was a fist technique.

I saw more than a dozen fist shadows flashing around him, intersecting fists and fists, directly attacking Zhuang Xuan.

Zhuang Xuan suddenly felt that the pressure had increased greatly, and the move in his hand changed, and the sky-breaking finger turned into a sky-wide finger, canceling out the fist shadow attacking him.

It's just that he hasn't had time to catch his breath, and another round of attacks by Xing Kuai has come.

As a last resort, Zhuang Xuan had no choice but to retreat quickly, and while retreating, he was brewing his next moves.

Seeing that Xing Kuai was about to attack Zhuang Xuan's eyes, the long hair in front of Zhuang Xuan's forehead had been blown by Xing Xuan's fist wind.

But at this moment, Xing Kuai's heart was alarmed, and he didn't care about attacking Zhuang Xuan, he kicked the ground with both feet, Shengsheng stopped the trend of advancement, twisted his body, and turned his back to Zhuang Xuan and walked away.

Just when the torture was a zhang away, Zhuang Xuan's body exuded several sword qi. This sword qi was only a few at first, and slowly ten, twenty, and forty, until later, Zhuang Xuan released sword qi everywhere in his body.

The dense sword qi filled the entire stone platform, forcing the torture to dodge again and again.

Despite this, there were still several cuts on his body, and blood soaked the green robe of the torturer.

Zhuang Xuan was unforgiving, and while Xing Kui retreated, his whole person followed behind Xing Kuo like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and the sharp sword aura forced Xing Kui to be embarrassed.

Now he understands that Zhuang Xuan only fell into disadvantage because of his lack of combat experience.

As the two fought longer and longer, Zhuang Xuan slowly mastered the rhythm of the battle. In this way, Xing Kuai felt that he was controlled everywhere, and he wanted to vomit blood in a depressed heart.