With Duanmu Haoyang's spiritual power and soul power, he could only barely launch a spell attack, and now he has not achieved actual results, and his situation is extremely bad.

Although with the protection of Xuanwu, he would not be in danger of his life, but as a cultivator, he could not always rely on external forces, in that case, how could he go out of the longer "Dao" path.

Leng Chengming was not having a good time, he thought that he would be killed with a direct blow when he approached Duanmu Haoyang, but he was resisted by the Xuanwu Shield, and when he was caught off guard, he had a spell collision with Duanmu Haoyang.

What made him strange was that the attack power of the mid-stage cultivator spell was not as strong as Duanmu Haoyang's, and the two were on par.

According to the power of the technique, the later cultivators could only launch two or three attacks in a row, and at this time, Leng Chengming had already used it once, and when Duanmu Haoyang was taking the pill, he also threw the pill into his mouth.

"I didn't expect that you still have a strange treasure, which is inspired by soul power, right? At this moment, you are at the end of the crossbow, take your life!"

Leng Chengming didn't want to give Duanmu Haoyang a chance to recover, the son in front of him was a bit evil, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Leng Chengming, a successive cultivator, I didn't take advantage of the hard spell of an early stage cultivator, how do you feel in my heart?"

"Duanmur, Hugh is rampant, if it weren't for relying on strange treasures, he would have died under my sword!"

Duanmu Haoyang tried his best to dodge the fierce weapon attacks, relying on his temporarily barely maintained body technique, and continued to entangle with Leng Chengming, while the medicinal power of the elixir was quickly absorbed by him.

Every time the two bodies approached, Duanmu Haoyang would rather lose a lot of spiritual power, and he tried his best to dodge, not too close to Leng Chengming.

Because the opponent's strength and speed are beyond Duanmu Haoyang's reach at this time, with the explosive power of the Take-off Transformation Method, he is obviously overstretched at the moment.

Leng Chengming once again knocked Duanmu Haoyang's Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword into the air, grabbed the gap, and quickly approached Duanmu Haoyang, because the impact force of the Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword was too great, one was not well controlled, Duanmu Haoyang lost absolute control of his body, and the Snake Transformation Method did not achieve the purpose of moving his body quickly.

A palm slaps at him, and if he doesn't dodge in time, he will hit his face, and he is likely to be killed on the spot.

At the last moment, with the power of the weapon being knocked away, Duanmu Haoyang's body seemed to be broken from his waist, and he lowered his waist and landed on his palms, and then took the midline of his body as the axis, rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, poured spiritual power into his feet, leaned forward, and Duanmu Haoyang sprayed out like a cannonball.

The moment Leng Chengming knocked the Nine Phoenix Soul Slayer Sword into the air, it was expected that Duanmu Haoyang would lose his center of gravity and find it difficult to control his body, and his spiritual power infused his palm towards the door in front of him, wanting to kill Duanmu Haoyang under his palm.

As a result, things did not go as predicted, at the moment when the palm of his hand was about to touch Duanmu Haoyang's face, Duanmu Haoyang's waist was bent down one hundred and eighty degrees, avoiding a fatal blink

Leng Chengming's arm changed forward and downward, slashing at Duanmu Haoyang's abdomen, what he didn't expect was to miss again.

Duanmu Haoyang's figure stood up twenty meters away from Leng Chengming, his chest rising and falling continuously, panting, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

The severe overdraft of his physical strength and the fright just now made him feel like he had walked away from the ghost gate again.

"Duanmu'er, it's useless to struggle in vain, admit defeat, maybe you can die a little more comfortably!"

"Leng Chengming, you are a late-stage cultivator, how can you come out so ridiculous? No wonder you are an elder in the late stage of cultivation, but you are under the cold ding in Danyang Hall!"

Duanmu Haoyang's image looks extremely poor, but the spiritual power and soul power consumption caused by his use of the Clear Void Imperial Sword Technique has been partially replenished, although the amount is small, but it is much better than before.

Seeing Leng Chengming rushing over again, his body retreated directly to the back, and threw the two pills into his mouth again.

What he needs is time, and his spiritual power and soul power can be replenished in order to have a chance to fight with the other party.

How could Leng Chengming give him such an opportunity so easily, Feichong's body speed did not decrease, and he came to him in the blink of an eye.

In line with the principle of not accepting the recruitment, the Teng Snake Body decreed that Duanmu Haoyang was like a loach, and he could break free from Leng Chengming's hands almost every time.

At this time, Duanmu Haoyang's image was extremely embarrassed, his hair was messy, his clothes were torn, he was not happy just now, he was hit on the shoulder by Leng Chengming's palm, and his left hand was numb for a while, and he has not yet regained consciousness.

Duanmu Haoyang, who was in the midst of dodging, hurriedly took throat medicine, and the Three Treasures Restoration Pill.

After a period of stalemate, Duanmu Haoyang's strength recovered fifty percent, and Leng Chengming's strength recovered to eighty percent.

The gap in strength is insurmountable, and Duanmu Haoyang can only fight hard if he wants to gain a chance in this battle.

After the medicinal power of the pill was almost absorbed, he directly threw three pills into his mouth and took them in turn, which were the Continuation Spirit Pill, the Awakening Pill and the Three Treasures Reduction Pill.

Duanmu Haoyang's appearance and spiritual power state were not much different from when he had just used the Clear Void Imperial Sword Technique, and he still tried his best to avoid fighting Leng Chengming.

But Leng Chengming's strength had almost recovered, and his attacks were even more aggressive, and Duanmu Haoyang was obviously not as good as that.

"Duanmur, swallow those pills for nothing, since it's so bad, I'd better finish you off as soon as possible!"

Staring at each other coldly, his eyes were full of anger and helplessness, Duanmu Haoyang's heart had already planned, what he wanted was that the other party would lose patience, and his weak performance made Leng Chengming careless.

After Leng Chengming finished speaking, his speed increased suddenly, and he lost his patience, thinking that the consumption of spiritual power in Duanmu Haoyang's battle had not been replenished, and he had lost the ability to continue fighting.

"It's a good time, let's see which of us kills who first!" Finding that Leng Chengming had made a mistake in judgment at the moment, he muttered secretly in his heart.

Duanmu Haoyang's speed was reduced compared to before, and when the weapon hit, every time the Nine Phoenix Soul Slayer Sword was knocked away, it was able to return to its normal position to defend by chance.

Leng Chengming felt that Duanmu Haoyang's weapon was about to be knocked out of his hands every time, but he just couldn't achieve his goal, and after several consecutive hits, he no longer thought about this problem.

Killing Duanmu Haoyang in the shortest time is what he wants.

The Nine Phoenix Soul Slaying Sword was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, fluctuating, as if it had lost the target and power of its attack.

Duanmu Haoyang's gaze became cold and silent, and when the sword body was defending, it contained some power, Leng Chengming could occasionally hurt Duanmu Haoyang, but it was not life-threatening.

The sword "Zangfeng" sword style appeared again, this is Duanmu Haoyang's way of fighting for his life, "Hidden Zangfeng is the guide, and the plan is clear in the heart; ”

Leng Chengming didn't notice anything abnormal, but the time couldn't be dragged on too long, and Duanmu Haoyang had been waiting for an appropriate time.

With the most damage, he took Leng Chengming's life.

Leng Chengming took out a sword, the Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword blocked, and was knocked away, he took the opportunity to dodge and turn around, his back was facing Duanmu Haoyang, preparing to rotate his body, and the sword walked behind him, stabbing Duanmu Haoyang's heart diagonally upwards from below.

But at the moment when Leng Chengming's back was facing Duanmu Haoyang, Duanmu Haoyang's eyes lit up, and his gaze was cold in an instant, and the Nine Phoenix Soul Slayer Sword that was knocked away turned back.

The body moved forward rapidly, estimating the position of Leng Chengming's heart after turning around, and the Nine Phoenix Soul Slaying Sword stabbed out decisively.

Leng Chengming's back was cold, but it was too late, after all, his speed was too fast, and he was in the middle of inertia

Poof, two times, both of them were stabbed by the other party