The two are now competing to see whose speed is faster, if Cheng Daonan's speed is fast enough, one punch is enough to blow up the sword demon, and if the speed of the sword demon is fast enough, one knife can cut Cheng Daonan into two.

None of them can take a step back, because once they retreat, they will be found by the other party, so that they will be killed with one blow, and they may die a little faster.

"You lost. "The scarlet pupils of the sword demon seemed to be bleeding. Although his body was faintly unbearable, and he was about to collapse, his spirit was extremely excited.

At this time, Cheng Daonan's fist was still a foot away from the Sword Demon, but the knife in the Sword Demon's hand was already less than an inch away from him. This inch of distance is simply negligible for a martial artist at their stage.

The Sword Demon's eyes were cold, and he didn't rejoice at the impending victory. So many years of combat experience taught him that anyone who underestimated his opponent would die a miserable death.

So, his hands are still steady, and the blades are still sharp. Until the last moment of killing the enemy, he is not qualified to relax.

One foot and one inch seem to be not far apart, but at this time, it is the distance between heaven and earth, the distance between life and death. There is no fluke, no whatever, if you are slow, you will lose.

The sword demon's knife is fast, and Cheng Daonan is too late to explode at this time. One inch of distance, no matter how much it erupts, it will be futile.

However, he did not fall into despair, as long as he did not die. There will be a chance to turn the tables, even if death has kissed you on the neck.

"Snort. Cheng Daonan's wrist flipped over. The strength is shaken, and there is no room for hair. Five sharp, white nails burst out of his flesh, like a civet cat's claws, without showing a trace.

"Again and again. The nails were about two feet long, instantly making up for the previous distance, and after staggering in the void a few times, five bloody cuts were made on the sword demon's body.

One inch long, one inch strong, this truth. It never goes out of style anywhere. I'm a little bit older than you, so I have this little advantage. And in many cases, it is this little advantage that can make the difference between life and death.

Cheng Daonan's nails slashed across the sword demon's body, and every time he exerted force, it was extremely accurate, and there was no deviation in the node where the sword demon exerted his strength.

At this time, the scimitar will only go out half an inch, and the blade will be separated from Cheng Daonan's body. It's half an inch away. The cold sword qi wanted to pierce Cheng Daonan's skin, but he didn't even cut his clothes.

There's still half an inch left, but that's it. He couldn't cut it down. The strength of his whole body was pouring out wildly, even if his will was terrifying. But it still needs to rely on the physical body to exist. This half-inch distance is now for him. It's an insurmountable moat.

Cheng Daonan's feet stepped on the ground, and suddenly borrowed on the ground. The strength of the whole body was through, connected into one breath, and the strength of the whole person converged on one point, and bombarded towards the body of the sword demon.

The power of this punch, the sword demon has no means to stop it. His body was traumatized, and after his will was frustrated, he no longer had the courage to move forward, and seeing this punch coming, all he could do was close his eyes and wait for death.

"Don't think about it!" Li Wuxie's eyes were cold, he didn't expect that the sword demon, who had always been regarded as a madman, would be defeated so quickly, so fast that he felt a little caught off guard.

However, he couldn't sit idly by and watch the sword demon die. On the one hand, the power of the gods and demons is not yet able to compete with the human race, and the death of such a genius is a great loss to the gods and demons. In the second aspect, Cheng Daonan's strength has already made him extremely vigilant, and it may be difficult for him to deal with it alone.

As soon as he spoke, a mandala flower rose beside the sword demon, and it couldn't stop opening and extinguishing. Cheng Daonan's fist bombarded it, and the power was unremittingly canceled and unloaded by the soft petals.

However, Cheng Daonan's punch is to accumulate the strength of the whole body, and it is fierce and unstoppable, and this mandala flower is released in a hurry by Li Wuxie, but after resisting less than a breath of effort, it will continue to rout, and finally turn into a ball of nothingness.

Cheng Daonan's fist continued to rush forward, and Li Wuxian's eyes turned pitch black, and mandala flowers appeared out of thin air. What he has to do now is not to fight hard with Cheng Daonan, but to delay time and give the sword demon a chance to leave.

"Boom, boom. With a loud and violent sound, Cheng Daonan danced his fist wildly, and in an instant, the shadow of the fist in the sky, and the temperature around him was also rising, this fist represented the most rigid to the yang.

"Hmph. Li Wuxian sneered, if he was Cheng Daonan, he would choose to stop at this time. Now that he has spent so much physical strength, why should he fight against him in that moment of fighting.

"Bang bang bang. With the smashing of Cheng Daonan's fist, a large area of mandala flowers was swept away. And the sword demon took advantage of this time to escape to Sanzhang away.

This distance is almost a safe distance. Even if Cheng Daonan wants to continue the pursuit, it is already too late. At the mouth of the sword demon's heart, there were five one-foot-deep wounds, almost crushing his internal organs.

However, the vitality of the gods and demons is strong, and such an injury will damage his combat power at most, and it is far from enough to kill him.

There was a hint of depression in the eyes of the sword demon, he loved knives all his life, and even named his name after knives. But today, he encountered the most aggrieved battle, and in the whole battle, he didn't even cut out a complete knife.

Immediately, a battle intent appeared on his face again. As long as he can cut a complete sword, this person is definitely not his opponent. He claims to be unparalleled in attack power among his peers, but it's not for fun.

"Hmm, what is that?" In the void of countless black mandala flowers, an extremely thin and extremely sharp light suddenly appeared there, and at an extremely fast speed, it came towards his side.

The Sword Demon's eyes couldn't help but open, and from his scarlet eyes, a thin white sword light was reflected. His eyes widened and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Not good!" Li Wuxian also found out about this, and couldn't help but exclaim. This kid is so cunning, he uses his fist to bombard his mandala flower on the surface, but secretly he has another trick.

It's too late, this white sword light slashed fiercely at the sword demon who had no power to fight back. "Next. A slender wound appeared between the chest and abdomen of the sword demon, almost cutting his body in two, and at the same time, the powerful impact knocked him out for several feet. (To be continued.) )