Ying shook his long knife and held it behind him: "Where is your sword? Without a blade, you will definitely die today!"

The palm of the right hand turned into a fist, and the fist of the left hand turned into a claw: "When you were in the pit, you told me that you used your fists and feet to do kung fu." ”

Under the mask, his eyebrows were cold, his feet were kicked, and the long knife was directly raised above his head, and he turned around three times.

The left claw grabbed the sky, the same did not dodge, but this time it was a piercing sound, the knife was not a foot outside Ji Ziming's hand, this time, it was holding the blade tightly, and there was a faint blood mark on the palm of the left hand. And Ji Ziming's right leg was also slightly bent. Although it is not conspicuous, both of them are well aware of each other's status.

Seeing the benefit, Yingsha directly shifted his center of gravity back and drew the knife back, but the knife was also pressed downward, so that Ji Ziming had no extra strength to deal with the situation.

Like a slash on steel, the blade of the autumn wind sparked. Just as the blade was about to leave his hand, the unchanged left hand changed, and Himeko moved. Directly holding the tip of the knife, for a while, the warbler did not draw the knife.

Without the slightest panic or pause, he took two steps forward and kicked his left foot directly to the front. And Ji Ziming also blocked down with his right hand and hit it directly. One blow retreated, and the two were tied, but the blade of the chopping autumn wind was still held in the palm of Ji Ziming's hand, and he refused to let go, because there was no force of the sword, and the method of personal use was more useful.

Pulling forward, the sand under Ji Ziming's feet had already sunk half a finger. Not to be outdone, Yingsha pulled back, from the right side of the knife to the left, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, at the same time, the two of them were in the same luck Zhenyuan, the feet were shocked, the body was sunk half a finger, and the surrounding sand and stones jumped high.

Without saying much, Yingsha leaned forward and leaned forward with his left hand directly, while Ji Ziming also shot at the same time, and his free right hand came out with a palm. The palms struck, and a circle of qi directly swayed from the place where the two palms met. At the same time, the palms were retracted and then released, the two fists were opposed, and the explosion sounded, like thunder in the sky. The hand holding the knife is pushing backwards at the same time, while the other hand is maneuvering the tricks, and the speed of the moves is overwhelming.

After the two moves, the third move, the two of them were clawing at the same time, their hands facing each other, their fingers interlocked, and Zhenyuan's rough hedge together.

Ying's hoarse voice flashed with a hint of arrogance: "Unwise!"

A light blue dragon shadow was fleeting, and the left hand was stunned and let out a shocking dragon roar, and the power of the evil dragon was revealed. Facing the sudden force, a golden light flashed in Ji Ziming's right hand, and the golden dragon shadow surrounded his right hand. Two dragon shapes, two dragon roars, two human figures, the top of the phoenix mountain, fierce battle.

Yingsha's female body has not recovered now, and her strength is naturally smaller, even if Zhenyuan is all in her hands, but there is still a gap between her and Ji Ziming. The pain of the left hand being held, and the armor and martial arts scripture were directly transported at the same time, and Ji Ziming also looked directly at the hand, where there was like a black hole, devouring his true yuan. However, the feeling is that the true yuan was sucked away, Ji Ziming did not retreat but advanced, and the real yuan was even more agitated and directly teleported in.

"I want it!"

In addition to the absorption of the Martial Arts Scripture of the Armor, there was also Ji Ziming's active transportation, and for a while, Ying Sha felt that the true yuan that had been transmitted into the body was wandering around the limbs and hundreds of remains, and did not listen to the guidance.

"What a guts!" Yingsha didn't care about Zhenyuan, but continued to absorb it directly, since Ji Ziming dared to give up her life, why didn't she dare?

The evil dragon, the golden dragon, fought endlessly, and the two hands that were clenched were white and red.

A bright light in the sky illuminated the night that had just been dark, and then, a deafening thunderclap roared.

Ji Ziming was the first to let go, his head was a little dizzy, and the true yuan of his whole body was empty, even if it was a meditation, it would take an hour to recover. And Yingsha's condition was not very good at this time, she took a few steps back, supported the ground with a knife in one hand, and forcibly absorbed Ji Ziming's true yuan, and her whole body was swollen. And if you want to sort out these true elements, I'm afraid that one hour of meditation is not enough.

Without hesitation, Ji Ziming directly took out a pill and swallowed it in his stomach. Seeing this, I wanted to take advantage of his unpreparedness and do it directly, but the four limbs and hundreds of bones of the true yuan violently collided with the tendons and veins, and the warbler directly let out half of the true yuan to guide the inhaled true yuan to dissipate.

Both of them stopped, because now, there was no extra strength to fight again. However, Ji Ziming took a deep breath and exhaled the air around him, his eyes glowing with golden light.

Feeling a circle of true yuan swinging out of Ji Ziming's body not far away, Ying squinted his eyes: "Recovery is so fast! This elixir is worthy of the heritage of the four-hundred-year-old dynasty." This kind of good stuff is there. ’

directly spit out a mouthful of essence blood, forcibly guiding out the excess true yuan in the body, and the body shape is also quite one, and the true yuan of the limbs is directly empty by five points. Even if there are eight supernatural powers that provide true yuan endlessly, they can't catch up with such a huge consumption.

Ji Ziming didn't have the slightest room for relaxation, and just felt that half of the true yuan in his body had recovered, so he jumped up directly, made a knife with his right palm, and slashed horizontally.

Yingsha couldn't help but say more, and threw out a knife directly with his backhand, and the faint knife aura was directly aimed at the palm knife. But it was Ji Ziming's direct two impacts that disappeared, but the figure did not retreat, but the right foot touched the ground again, the figure rushed forward, the left hand directly clenched into a fist, and a punch blasted out, from the side, you can also see a circle of qi waves waving out of the hand.

The knife in one hand in his right hand was just thrown out, and he quickly withdrew it vertically in front of him, and his left arm was behind the blade of the knife, resisting Ji Ziming's heavy punch.

"Boom!"

The heavy punch hit the blade directly, and the autumn wind trembled incessantly, and even the tiger's mouth was a little numb. And after this punch, the knife trembled in front of him, and he was also knocked away. After landing, he took seven steps back, and in the last step, his right foot directly fell out of the original seventh step of the ground in three positions before he staggered and stood firm.

"Your spiritual dynasty background is really not bad!But unfortunately, after today, it will all be the deity's!" The knife was directly slanted into the ground, and then directly grasped the hilt of the sword that Mo Yu was looking for, and pulled it out of the knife.

"Why bother!" put on an offensive posture, and the illusory dragon shadow surrounded Ji Ziming: "What's the trouble!"

The warbler exhaled, adjusted his breathing, snatched flowers in his eyes, and the beast flowers opened, and then, only an afterimage was left in place.

A drop of rain fell, followed by a torrential downpour. And under the rain, Ji Ziming saw the trajectory of the invisible sword, and the rain directly covered the sword qi before disappearing, and it can only be said that this rain came too timely.

The left hand pinched the blade directly in front of it, with the tip of the sword against the palm of the left hand. But Ji Ziming didn't take a step back, his right hand directly praised the palm, and his backhand covered Yingsha's abdomen. Disturbed by the rain, he lost the invisible power of the sword, but he couldn't retreat, and his left hand was also a crack in the wind, facing horizontally.

With the power of one palm, the two of them took three steps back at the same time, and the jade crown on Ji Ziming's head was directly shattered, scattering a head full of silver hair. And when Yingsha was also shocked and retreated, the Zhongtian mask on his face was affected by the aftermath and was shocked to the ground, and cracks appeared on the black dragon mask.

But without any hesitation, before he could stand firmly, Yingsha directly swung his sword and stabbed, holding the sword in his right hand, and holding the low end of the hilt with his left hand, heading straight for Ji Ziming's throat.

With a quick eye, Ji Ziming's right hand first hit the blade of the sword, then lowered his center of gravity, squatted back, and dragged his left hand upward, so that the trace of Mo Delusion passed in front of his forehead. After the sword qi, the rain that was driven floated in front of him.

The right hand directly grabbed the right wrist of the warbler, dragged it down, and the left knee went directly up, and the head of the right hand of the warbler was traced, and the long sword flew straight up.

But Ji Ziming didn't let go, and turned his right hand, wanting to suppress Yingsha with his backhand. But Yingsha was not to be outdone, and directly grabbed Ji Ziming's right wrist with her left hand.

"In vain!" With a futile sound, Ji Ziming's free left hand went straight to the Ying Evil Heavenly Spirit. He learned a lot of martial arts, but he didn't have kung fu on his legs, so he had to temporarily withdraw his left hand, and a Taiji pattern reflected in his hand, and he hit it with a bang. The rain was directly blasted back by the two of them, and the rain within a radius of four zhang was directly blown away, and no rain and dew fell.

But at this time, Mo Delusion fell directly and fell straight between the two.

The plan in his heart was instantaneous, and Ying Sha directly pushed forward, taking a step forward, and the sword also fell behind him. Just as the blade of the sword just touched the ground, a black boot directly kicked the hilt of the sword, Yingsha's left leg kicked backwards and upwards, the sword just went forward, swirled to the side, without any fancy eyes, and the left hand directly grabbed Mo Yu and stabbed away.