Fighting fast and slow is often the only way to determine the outcome of the victory, as the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken.

In just three breaths, that man had at least made nearly a thousand moves.

In the silver sky, a looming black shadow shuttled through it, like a nimble black swimming fish.

That was the color of the sword of life and death.

With such a stormy attack, he almost shot with all his might, and the person at the head was shocked to find that it was almost impossible to hurt the Dao Yuan, even if it touched the corner of his clothes.

The other party didn't know what kind of strange body technique he used, and he obviously looked at a very ordinary step, and his exquisite sword moves fell into the void, and the only few effective attacks were also led to the side by the black giant sword, and he did useless work.

Seeing such a result, his face became more and more ugly, and his heart became more and more shocked.

This is something he has never encountered in his decades of walking.

If the opponent is a half-step master or even stronger, it is not surprising that there is such a result, but the opponent's cultivation is obviously two realms lower than his own, and he is still so young...... What's going on here?

Well, maybe this kid is just a little weird in his body and footwork, and his real combat power must be ordinary, otherwise, why wouldn't he dare to confront me head-on?

Could it be ...... Was he trying to escape? Well, it must have been. I'll just say, how could he have such a high level of cultivation at such an age, he definitely took some kind of elixir to improve his strength, and he forced it out.

He felt that he had guessed the key, so the offensive became more and more fierce, trying to force Dao Yuan to fight him head-on.

Wave after wave of sword light came out as if it didn't need money, and the hard stones under his feet were like tofu that were drawn out of countless criss-cross ravines, and the wind howled within a range of dozens of zhang, and the smoke and dust were filled, looking from afar, it was like a tornado.

Showing weakness to the enemy and paralyzing the opponent in this way is naturally deliberately done by Dao Yuan.

Since you have made up your mind to leave the opponent behind, you naturally have to make him careless and underestimate the enemy, so that you can suddenly use a killing move at a critical time and attack him unprepared.

It's just that the other party's true cultivation is where it is after all, so the Dao Yuan is not without pressure at all.

Fortunately, today's Xingbu is already approaching the realm of Dacheng, and his cultivation has reached the initial realm of Chongyang, so his shots are more accurate and his perception of the opponent's intentions is more keen, so he can be so comfortable.

Of course, it can't be shown on the surface, and you even have to pretend to be in a hurry.

While the two of them were fighting, the Hulie and Lei Luo couples on the other side also met their respective opponents at the same time.

Since Broken Wall Peak accepted the inheritance of the Sword Venerable, the momentum of Hu Lie's whole person has been very different from before.

Now he is like a peerless sword that has really opened, sharp and domineering.

The previous competition between the Spirit Clan and Cang Ruoyuan was actually not a battle for him, at best it was just a warm-up.

Compared to Lei Luo, his ascension was slightly faster, and now he was in the Soul Condensing Middle Realm, but the opponent in front of him was definitely the peak of the Soul Condensing Realm, and he was also a master who faintly touched the threshold of the Chongyang Realm.

At this moment, he was not surprised or overjoyed when he encountered a strong enemy, and his natural belligerent nature gave him an urgent desire.

is still the same sentence, no matter whether he wins or loses, he just wants to have a good fight.

With all his strength, the Heavenly Sword thunder flashed and roared.

The multi-meter-long sword was dazzling, almost obscuring the sun's rays, and everything was turned into powder.

His opponent is a thin man with a cold expression, and his gloomy eyes are faintly cold, and he knows at a glance that he is a powerful character who doesn't talk much.

At the beginning, he saw that Hu Lie's strength was two realms worse than his own, and he didn't take him to heart, but he was only a little cautious because of that unusual momentum.

As soon as they fought, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Hu Lie's set of sword techniques is Li Wujiang from the void thunder, the most important thing is the momentum, the so-called thunder, the universe is easy.

A knife out, like the wrath of the thunder god, the sky is full of thunder and lightning, and there is a kind of domineering power that will not give up if the heaven and earth are not split.

From the first move, he was overwhelmed by Hu Lie's momentum and fought passively.

Although he was a little surprised, he was not worried, because this situation, he had not never seen before.

According to his experience, as soon as he came up, he left no room for all-out shots, unless his strength was much stronger than his own, Zhenyuan would not be able to withstand such a squander, the so-called wind would never end, and the rainstorm would never end.

When this kid's true yuan is exhausted, he can save more energy, not to mention that his strength is stronger than him, so naturally he doesn't need to worry.

And what made him even more excited was that the weapon in Hu Lie's hand was obviously good, and it must be a good knife, so as soon as the battle began, he set his eyes on the Heavenly Sword, and said in his heart that he would kill this kid after waiting for a while, and he would have a good knife, and he would finally be worthy of the hard wait of these days.

Fortunately, his weapons are also extraordinary, and after infusing the true element, he is comparable to a divine weapon, but he is not afraid of a hard confrontation with it.

To walk the rivers and lakes, you must have one or even more good weapons.

This is the experience he has gained in exchange for his life.

Unexpectedly, the two of you fought back and forth for hundreds of moves, and Hu Lie's momentum not only did not weaken, but even gradually increased.

Every time the huge blade fell, it carried the power of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, and he actually had a feeling that it was becoming more and more difficult to resist.

In this way, he was a little confused, and his heart said how could this be possible?

If you look at the number of true elements in the Soul Condensing Middle Realm, even if this kid doesn't reach the point where he runs out of oil and the lamp is dry, he shouldn't still be so fierce!

Taking a step back, even if he is talented and powerful, what the hell is it that he has been fighting for so long, but he is getting more and more powerful?

How did he know that his current self was like a good whetstone, and the power that Li Wujiang left to Hu Lie was stimulated little by little in this battle, which also made Hu Lie's use of those moves and true elements more clear and comprehending.

After a few moments, he was shocked to find that it was not easy to take the initiative even if he tried his best.

The power of the thunder and lightning emitted from the opponent's sword became stronger and stronger, and every time he made contact, he actually felt a feeling of paralysis, and he was still disturbing his true yuan while attacking.

And as time went on, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it was as if I was in the center of endless thunder, and countless thunderbolts were about to split me into ashes.

Frightened, he changed more than a dozen body techniques and moves in a row, but he still couldn't get out of the huge thunder vortex.

At this moment, he had the urge to scold his mother.

Compared with the opponent's grievances, Hu Lie can be said to be in high spirits this time.

True Yuan was constantly emerging from all over the body, and all kinds of exquisite moves flashed in my mind one by one, and an inexplicable but joyful feeling gradually appeared.

At this moment, he had a kind of lofty ambition to split the heavens and the earth, and finally realized the proud sword intent of self-respect.

It turns out that this is what the master said when you have a knife in your hand, you can see the world.

Under the Heavenly Sword, even heaven and earth must be surrendered, let alone human.

It's just that although he has the upper hand, his opponent is an old man with considerable experience and strength after all, and it is still unknown who will die in this battle between the two.

In the three-way battle, on the contrary, the thunderfall and the gloomy situation are a little bad.

First, the opponent's strength is strong, and it is also the peak of the Soul Condensing Realm, and secondly, Youyou was injured a lot from the beginning, and Lei Luo had to spare energy to take care of her.

In addition, the man saw that it was cheap, and most of the attacks were directed towards Youyou, so at this moment, Lei Luo had more than a dozen wounds on his body because he was protecting his beloved wife, and the blood was pouring out.

Youyou saw it in her eyes and was anxious, but because of her lack of strength, she couldn't turn the situation around, and even she couldn't even get out of the fight.

The opponent is trying to contain Lei Luo in this way, so he is not willing to give up easily.

The more this happens, the more frivolous and disorganized she becomes, and in this way, a vicious circle is formed, which makes the situation of the two more dangerous.

Another sword light came suddenly, and Yu You's heart was shocked, and he blocked the horizontal sword, trying his best to avoid its edge, but his arm was still injured by the escaping sword qi, and the gushing blood suddenly stained the white shirt.

"I'll grass your uncle......"

Seeing this, Lei Luo's eyes suddenly cracked, and he pounced on him like crazy, and the Soul Breaker Gun whimpered and roared, like a ghost crying.

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