In the face of an imminent attack, the strange-faced man raised the feather fan in his hand.

"Flowing water meander!"

The strange-faced man was born in the blessed land of Luohe, and he can have today's achievements, and naturally he has experienced a hundred battles, so his reaction at this time is definitely not slow.

After perceiving the sharpness of the long sword in Nan Xiao's hand, he immediately leaned back tactically, narrowly avoiding the cold light and shimmering Sen Leng sword.

At the same time, the feather fan that the strange-faced man had been holding high disappeared into thin air.

In front of him, three shields appeared in an instant, and they overlapped each other in an instant, directly colliding with the long sword that Nan Xiao swung back.

Nan Xiao couldn't strike a blow, but he didn't retreat.

Straighten your waist and turn forward, and the killing nail is submerged in the sea of suffering under your feet.

The strange-faced man had a gloomy face, and he just wanted to withdraw the nine miserable white lotus flowers, but he found that the dark sea of bitterness was heavier than before.

How can it be?

As a cultivator in the realm of the other side, the sea of bitterness did not cultivate as a person lower than himself?

If the strange-faced man knew that Nan Xiao's bitter sea had condensed all the essence of more than four hundred pills of the elixir and the rhizomes of the two thousand-year-old elixirs, he would probably vomit blood in anger.

Even if his background is extraordinary, it is impossible for him to be such a loser!

It's just that the strange-faced man doesn't know all this.

By the time he realized that the bitter sea background of the beautiful girl in front of him was far better than his own, it was already a little late.

Putting away the Sikong long sword in his hand, Nan Xiao was like a cocoon of silk grass, clinging to the man's shoulder.

The Eight Methods of Killing the Holy Saints have reappeared.

During the half-year retreat, Nan Xiao actually integrated the double increase of Jin Ge Rui Ming into the mundane martial arts he cultivated.

Although the consumption of vitality and divine power is far greater than before, the increase in exchange is Nan Xiao's strong capital to attack the strong with weakness.

Immediately afterwards, beneath the surface of the water, there was a sharp ray.

The butcher is a murderer!

The two killing nails that had just been ambushed suddenly burst out.

The strange-faced man subconsciously used the light shield to block the killing nail, but this was equivalent to sending the face door out of the death hole.

Two more killing nails appeared in Nan Xiao's hand, and with a sonorous sound, they were actually chiseled into the temples of the strange-faced man.

"Throw in the towel? Otherwise, I can't guarantee that if you score three more points in the killing nail, you will be able to survive. ”

Nan Xiao is like a noble python, her eyes are indifferent but there is an undisguised vicious murderous intent.

Blood flowed down the cheeks of the strange-faced man, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the hot heat.

There was no longer any more conceit, and after truly feeling that death was so close to him, the fear of Tarzan causing the strange-faced man to hold his head and cry: "I admit defeat, woo-woo-I admit defeat-it hurts, it hurts-don't kill me, please, don't kill me-"

In the face of death, no matter how arrogant and domineering the strange-faced man is, he can only be afraid.

The killing intent is cold, and the head can feel the sharp light and cold light of the killing nail.

The blood was dripping, and the strange-faced man in his early twenties was in pain.

Nan Xiao slowly withdrew a few killing nails, and fell to the ground, her thin lips slightly revealed: "You are too arrogant." ”

Although Nan Xiao's condition was still intact at this time, her back was already wet with cold sweat.

The previous series of moves are interlocking, and if the strange spirit man always greets the victory and defeat with the posture of a dog, it is not yet known.

I have to say that the exercises of the blessed land of Luohe are somewhat special.

It is similar to the rotten wood recipe that Nan Xiao once came into contact with in the Qingya blessed land.

Step by step, layer upon layer, wave after wave.

Over time, damage can burst into more power.

But it also gave Nan Xiao, who was keen on breaking out the strongest power in an instant, an opportunity.

The pitch-black sea of bitterness, the miserable white lotus, and the light shield all dissipated, and the strange-faced man who could barely stand finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Give me the exercises."

Nan Xiao's forehead rolled down the sweat of a grain of rice, and she wiped it down casually.

The exercises that can make the demon clan return to their ancestors and even turn into a dragon make Nan Xiao very enthusiastic.

The law is the same, perhaps, she can find the direction in which she will become stronger next.

Feather Body, Twin King Body, Heavenly Demon Body, Holy Body, Dao Fetus......

The road to future revenge is full of powerful enemies, and Nam Xiao must find a way to survive.

And the strange-faced man's "Deduction of Turning into a Dragon" is one of the few choices she relies on to survive.

Even though Nan Xiao hasn't won the next two games yet, Nan Xiao, who is now awe-inspiring, is very strong, and he is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger.

The strange-faced man struggled to get up, forcibly cheered up, took out the ancient book and threw it at Nan Xiao, then quickly meditated cross-legged, and took out a large handful of healing pills and swallowed them.

If it is not treated in time, when the killing machine in his brain is completely raging, the strange-faced man will lose his mind and become a madman even if he does not die.

Nan Xiao stretched out her hand to catch the book, carefully put it in her arms, and then swept her phoenix eyes and looked at everyone.

Most of the people watching the battle were confused.

Didn't it take a while to decide the winner?

Everyone was a little surprised, and they felt a little inexplicable when they saw the cold sweat on the forehead of the strange-faced man and the blood still flowing.

After performing the Xiao Wuxiang Gong Method, why did the strange-faced man who was originally a strong crushing man suddenly lose?

Even if Nan Xiao is good at skills and the exercises she performs are not mysterious, why can she break through the encirclement and go straight to the strange-faced man?

It was either a nail that was not triggered or was sharpened, and Sen Han's killing intent made everyone watching the battle frightened.

It was only now that they realized that they had underestimated the fairy-like girl in front of them.

can defeat the strange-faced man of the other side realm head-on with the Shenqiao realm, and it seems that there is still strength left, you can imagine how rich and solid the girl's wheel sea base is.

In fact, those who can cultivate on the second floor, in addition to their good backgrounds, basically have cultivation techniques, and each has their own tricks and life-saving means, otherwise they will not win two of the three battles in the qualification battle for climbing the building.

But maybe it's because they go out more "noblely", and they haven't met Nan Xiao, an alternative cultivator who is good at hand-to-hand combat.

In the past, it was a collision of spells.

Now it's the complete opposite, punching to the flesh, killing all straight to the door.

So much so that it was difficult for this group of people to adapt to the spell for a while.

The strange-faced man was still in tears while healing.

The blood on his cheeks had congealed, and his lips were still trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not good at martial arts, I only kill people."

Nan Xiao apologized to the strange-faced man on the ground without apologetic at all, and at the same time indifferently took out a spirit pill to replenish his divine power.

The onlookers looked back and forth on the medicinal Yunling Pill and the domineering Nan Xiao, but no one said anything.

Majesty is punched out.

Only by being stronger than them can you be respected.

Nan Xiao was silent in the Qingya blessed land for nine years, and it was not until the final blockbuster in the martial arts competition that she really began to move forward to the journey of the strong.

The second floor of the Red House is empty and lonely.

In the breath of everyone, Nan Xiao's light and crisp voice sounded.

"Next."