Seeing the two people in front of him, Chen Xuan had already thought in advance that there would definitely be such a result, but he didn't regret it, thinking of ten thousand spirit stones, he tightened the killing sword, and felt that he could only fight!

"Xiao Kill, what should I do? I feel like a fight is inevitable between these two people!"

"What else can I do, like you think, fight!"

“......”

Chen Xuan was speechless, originally he wanted Xiao Kill to think of a way, but it seemed that he couldn't do it.

Just as Chen Xuan was thinking, Feng Haonan directly raised his sword and rushed up!

Seeing this, Chen Xuan subconsciously raised the killing sword to resist, and for a while, the two were entangled!

A few minutes passed, and there were already a few more scars on Chen Xuan's body, which were left by Feng Haonan's sword.

"Hehe, a crumb, if you weren't lucky last time, there was such a person joining forces with you, you wouldn't be worthy of fighting me at all!"

After that, a sword attacked Chen Xuan again, and the latter, as before, subconsciously raised his sword to block, but just when the opponent's sword was about to fall, he actually stabbed forward directly!

Before Chen Xuan could turn around, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, which was the pain from the wound that had been pierced by the sword!

"Ahh

Feng Haonan looked a little happy when he saw Chen Xuan's painful face, and finally his face turned cold and said expressionlessly

"Alright, you can die!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Haonan disappeared in an instant, holding a long sword, performing his best move, going around behind Chen Xuan at the fastest speed, raising his sword and slashing towards his neck.

Feeling a chill in his neck, Chen Xuan turned his head to look at Feng Haonan's cold and piercing expression, and suddenly a sense of fear surged into his heart, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Now he smelled death, and at the same time asked himself

"Am I going to die?"

The enemy in front of him is far from what he can defeat at present, although he is in the same realm, and he has fought before, but it is also because of his senior brother Cai Fu, the two of them can be equal to him when they join forces, and now they are alone, completely in a weak position, and can only be beaten.

At this time, Chen Xuan felt a tingling pain in his head, and then the message came

"Stinky boy, get out of the way! You're not dead yet, what are you giving up!"

These words brought Chen Xuan back to his senses, and the sword in front of him was only a few centimeters away from his neck

"Is it too late to hide?"

This was the last sentence Chen Xuan asked himself.

Then, the whole person's consciousness appeared in darkness, and in front of him was a scarlet light.

"Boy, are you ready to give up?"

"Uh, what else else, I can't beat him!"

"So you gave up?"

"No way! No matter how hard I struggle, the result is doomed!"

"Doomed? How do you know it's predestined? Who gave you the predestined result?"

After asking this sentence, the killing sword was silent, and Chen Xuan didn't know how to answer, yes, the result was doomed? Who gave me the doom?

Outside, just after Chen Xuan seemed to be frightened, his eyes suddenly emitted a burst of scarlet light, he dodged, the speed was like electricity, and he immediately disappeared in place, dodging the sword blade that was only a centimeter away from his neck!

This sudden disappearance made Feng Haonan stunned, he didn't expect that Chen Xuan would be able to dodge his fastest move, you must know that if he was given another second, Chen Xuan's head would have already landed!

Now is not the time to think about this, Feng Haonan quickly turned around, looked at Chen Xuan, who appeared dozens of battles away from him, and sighed secretly in his heart

"When did he get so fast!"

I saw Chen Xuan's eyes emitting scarlet light, standing with a long sword in his hand, and the breeze blew, blowing the torn disciple's clothes on his body into the air.

In the next second, he tightened the sword in his hand, his face suddenly became fierce, and his two eyes emitting scarlet light stared at Feng Haonan.

Being watched by these eyes, Feng Haonan felt an invisible pressure coming from his body, and this kind of invisible coercion would generally only appear in the face of a strong person higher than his own realm.

But the Xuanling Sect disciple in front of him was obviously the same as himself, to be exact, even lower than him, after all, he was already at the peak of the middle stage, and he only needed one opportunity to break through the late stage.

The pressure made him feel red-faced, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on, and at the same time wondered what was going on.

In the next second, the sword in Chen Xuan's hand suddenly burst out with scarlet light, and his whole person suddenly turned into a red light and rushed straight towards Feng Haonan.

Seeing this, the latter was puzzled, but still raised his sword to block it

"Whew!"

Feng Haonan was slashed by Chen Xuan, and the blood was stained on the sword's body, and it was quickly sucked up.

Seeing this scene, Feng Haonan blurted out with a shocked look on his face

"It's a blood-sucking sword!"

When Fu Zixuan heard this, he also paid attention to Chen Xuan in front of him, he frowned slightly, and hurriedly used his spiritual power, and at the same time prepared the talisman seal, if it was not good, he would flee in an instant.

At this time, it was the Killing Sword Spirit that occupied Chen Xuan's body, and his original consciousness was in the sea of consciousness and fell into confusion.

"Who is destined for fate? Who is destined for fate......"

"Only the strong can control their fate, and the fate of the weak can only be controlled by the strong!"

I don't know when, such a message came to Chen Xuan's mind.

"Yes, the fate of the weak can only be controlled by the strong, so I am the weak, and the person who controls my fate is the strong man in front of me, Feng Haonan!"

Knowing that the sword in Chen Xuan's hand would suck blood, as well as the fluctuations in the spiritual power emitted by that sword, it was obvious that the grade was not low.

Feng Haonan was greedy for a while, he felt that such a good magic weapon was a tyrannical thing in the hands of a miscellaneous person like Chen Xuan, so he gritted his teeth and said to Fu Zixuan next to him

"Brother Fu, can you help me, as for the 'White Phoenix Lotus', as long as you help me kill this miscellaneous person in front of me and hand over his sword to me, you can take the rest of the things!"

"Oh, is that true?"

Fu Zixuan was stunned for a moment, but where did he see the situation where he didn't appear, the sword in the hand of the young monk in front of him was definitely not low.

"It's true!"

Feng Haonan replied affirmatively.

As soon as the words fell, a sword silently pierced Feng Haonan from behind, he turned his head slightly, looked at Chen Xuan's face, and showed a look full of incredulity.

However, now, he could only feel the blood all over his body being sucked away, and soon he turned into a dry corpse, lying on the ground, losing his breath.

This sudden change made Fu Zixuan's mouth open and the size of an egg, to describe Chen Xuan's sword, it can only be said that it is fast! It is too fast! Not only did Feng Haonan not react, but even he didn't perceive it! This is really unexpected!