Chapter 64: Xia Wang VS Xiao Yixuan (II)

64. Xia Wang VS Xiao Yixuan (II)

Xiao Yixuan snorted lightly, took a step back unhurriedly, and saw that King Xia's sword was about to stab him, between the lightning and flint, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", Xiao Yixuan already had an extra folding fan in his hand, just against the tip of King Xia's sword.

Xia Wei was frightened when she saw it, her mouth was tightly covered, and she thought... I thought he wouldn't be able to stop it...

King Xia's eyes were cold, and he didn't put away his sword, he had the strength in his hands, the corners of his body suddenly flew without wind, his hair flew out of thin air, and a compelling killing aura suddenly came out, and he stabbed straight down with a fierce momentum.

Xiao Yixuan was on tiptoe, and the whole person flew backwards like flying flowers and falling leaves. The folding fan in his hand was skillful, and he was able to unload the sword of King Xia. Xiao Yixuan did not retreat but advanced, his toes borrowed slightly from the branches, waved a folding fan and bullied him, and in the virtual shadow dance, he connected the big hole on King Xia's chest.

King Xia waved his sword and flew, taking attack as defense, the speed was amazingly fast, only to hear the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding" sounded continuously, and in an instant, the two had already exchanged ten moves, and each sword of King Xia was stabbed at Xiao Yixuan's folding fan when it came, and before he got close, he was stabbed by King Xia and changed his moves.

And the sword in King Xia's hand wanted to hurt Xiao Yixuan, but he couldn't.

The folding fan in Xiao Yixuan's hand is varied, short and flexible, virtual and real, and virtual and real. You have to block it back with every hit, otherwise it's just a false move, but if you don't block it, it will become a real move, and you will lose if you hit it with one hit.

And if Xiao Yixuan wants to hit King Xia, he can't do it for a while.

King Xia is holding a long sword, lifting weights like light, every move is mixed with a fierce spirit, both fast and accurate, ruthless and very, absolutely cold-blooded, a little poor, it will be the end of blood splashing.

Both of them had internal strength, and they were full of energy for a while, and wherever they passed, there must be broken flowers and leaves flying all over the sky, Xia Wei felt that her face was shaved and hurt, and she had to retreat behind a tree to avoid being injured by mistake, but she couldn't help but poke her head out to watch.

Unconsciously, the two had been fighting for ten minutes, Xia Wei saw that the two of them suddenly maintained a posture, slowly falling to the ground from mid-air, the fan bone and the tip of the sword confronted each other without yielding, the clothes of the two of them bulged out without wind, the hair flew back strangely, and the remnants of flowers and leaves scattered around were rolled up by the energy, and they scattered like swords.

Xia Wei was shocked in her heart, knowing that this strange situation was the internal force of the competition often broadcast on TV?

Suddenly, the purple spirit who was pointed at the acupoint let out a miserable scream, Xia Wei hurriedly looked, only to see that the purple spirit acupoint had been solved, but she didn't know the surrounding situation, and she was just on the verge of their internal strength competition, and those scattered residual leaves grazed past her like swords, and some had even pierced into her body.

And Zi Ling was pranked by himself just now, and he was still covered with a flower basket on his head, so he couldn't see it so he didn't know how to dodge.

Xia Wei felt ashamed, didn't think about it, shouted, and ran over to pull her away. But those sword-like remnant leaves still shot mercilessly towards Xia Wei. Seeing that she couldn't dodge, Xia Wei had no choice but to pounce on Zi Ling, and used her flesh and blood to block in front of Zi Ling.

However, the expected pain did not come, only felt a gust of wind blowing around me, and when I opened my eyes again, there was not even a single residual leaf around me, which was cleaner than a broom.