Chapter 87: Zhao Xifeng's sword

Zhong Li once said to Zhao Xifeng on a midsummer night last year that the tiger is the king of beasts, and when he has the momentum of the mountains and forests, it is impossible to comprehend the essence of the gods with the idea of defeat.

Today, when Zhao Xifeng faced Xiao Yin, who was firmly standing above the Zhiwei Realm, not to mention victory, even the hope of being able to escape was very small, but the Tiger Leap was a great success at this moment!

The reason is also very simple, for the sake of Zhao Xifeng's own life, and for Zhao Wu, who was still hiding in Beiyue Academy at this time, although he did not dare to say that he would win this battle, he must win!

And at this moment, Zhao Xifeng in Xiao Yin's eyes turned into a tiger who was cornered, his eyes were blazing, and it was daunting.

Tiger leap move, whether the move is subtle or not, the first thing is momentum, Zhao Xifeng has entered a desperate situation, and he has taken his life with a counterattack, and his momentum is extremely strong, and Xiao Yin, who has just broken through Zhiwei, is also at his peak, seeing Zhao Xifeng rushing over without fear of death, he sneered and pounced.

The yellow-mouthed child is only five feet tall, and he wants to fight me hand-to-hand?

The two sides collided together in an instant, fist to fist, palm to palm, and greeted each other like crazy, among which Xiao Yin didn't care at all, let you attack with all your might, and Zhao Xifeng could only do this, blood for blood, and injury for injury.

But after a while, Xiao Yin regretted it, originally he thought that the cultivators in the agreed period, regardless of their physique or Yuan Spirit, would definitely not be able to withstand his three or two punches, but when the two of them really fought together, Zhao Xifeng's body suddenly lit up with a clear and green ghost, and it turned out to be the Yuan Spirit Shield!

For all cultivators, the Yuan Ling Passport is issued out of the body, just like Ma Sichen at the beginning, once the shield is opened, Zhao Xifeng can be bounced away several feet away, like this, like the protective strength of a pure martial artist, condensed on the surface of the body, Xiao Yin is the first time to see it.

Zhao Xifeng's Yuan Ling shield brought Xiao Yin a huge trouble, first of all, it was reflected in the calculation, in the original boxing, the two sides each relied on their flesh to carry hard, that was definitely Xiao Yin, who was better at cultivation, took a big advantage, and now, Xiao Yin's first punch hit the shield, and Zhao Xifeng's tiger claw was firmly buckled on his left shoulder!

There was a clear and audible cracking sound from the green shield, like porcelain splinters, knocking on ice and snow, but the crumbling never disappeared, and a desirable cultivator only relied on the Yuan Spirit shield to hit the heavy punch of the master of the Zhiwei Realm, if it was spread out, I don't know how many people's jaws would be shocked!

At the same time, Zhao Xifeng's fingers were already deeply inserted into Xiao Yin's flesh, and he could almost feel the pipa bone! If the pipa was broken, this battle would not be fought again.

Xiao Yin screamed in pain, and when he kicked Zhao Xifeng's Yuan Spirit shield in the chest, Zhao Xifeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the sky, but his right leg immediately jerked up like a tiger's tail and kicked Xiao Yin's chin.

The tiger pounce is followed by the tiger's tail, and anyone who has seen a tiger hunt its prey knows that this is the most common routine.

Staggered to stabilize his body, Xiao Yin flew up and kicked Zhao Xifeng, who fell to the ground, three feet away, and directly hit the peach blossom tree in the yard before stopping.

Zhao Xifeng was punched and kicked in his body, both of which were bombarded with the full force of Zhiwei, and all the Yuan Spirits were scattered, and he couldn't stand up at all, but he was still vomiting blood while laughing: "Xiaoyan'er, you have two scars on your face, and a shoe stamp was printed on your chin, and now everyone knows that you have fought with me, even if you kill me, see how you still swallow the star stone alone!"

Xiao Yin touched the wound on his shoulder that was still bleeding, his painful body trembled, and today he almost capsized the boat with Zhiwei and was deeply injured in several places, and he was already angry to the extreme, he walked slowly in the direction of Zhao Xifeng, the cold light of the frost sword finger on his fingertips, and said with a hideous face:" Don't worry, after Lao Tzu divides your body, first find a place where no one is there to hide for a while, and it doesn't matter if you return to Jiangnan when your injuries heal, during this period of recuperation, I will kill your father first, don't worry, I will let him take one last look at you before he dies, but it's just your head. ”

Zhao Xifeng turned over, his hands on the ground, and wanted to stand up, but the soil under the tree had already been shaken extremely soft by the impact he had just made, and coupled with the weakness of his hands, he had failed to try several times.

Finally, Xiao Yin came to a very close distance in front of Zhao Xifeng, slowly raised his finger, as if he had killed a worm, and gently stabbed his finger with sword qi downward, he deliberately made Zhao Xifeng's death more painful, so he didn't start quickly.

Just when Zhao Xifeng thought that he was going to die, a fresh wind blew in the town.

The wind came from the north gate, with a little lazy spring, which made people can't help but relax their spirits, they don't want to resist, and they can't resist.

Zhao Xifeng is really familiar with this breeze, it is the pardon decree that Zhong Li used on him when they met for the first time, but it is countless times stronger!

Xiao Yin had never seen the Returning to Tibet Pardon Decree, so he didn't know what was happening, but he just watched as the frost and cold sword qi at his fingertips dissipated in the air like smoke and dust, and then the Yuan Spirit began to disperse rapidly!

With the blessing of Kuhai and Zhou Zhe, the forgiveness decree of returning to Tibet, coupled with the two peerless arrays of Liancheng and Fan Li, the power is so strong that it has never been seen in ancient times! I'm afraid that even the person who founded this technique can't do it to such an extent! The great warriors above the Zhiwei Realm will return to Zhiwei in a short time, and below the Zhiwei Realm, the whole body will be temporarily abolished!

Xiao Yin had never felt so desperate, seeing that there was not much Yuan Spirit left, he knew that time was not waiting, so he hurriedly condensed and slashed at Zhao Xifeng with a palm!

If you can grab the star stone, even if you can never recover the cultivation in the first half of your life, what is it!

Zhao Xifeng turned his back to Xiao Yin, felt a gust of wind coming, and knew that Xiao Yin had finally made a killer, so he grabbed a hard object from the soft soil in a panic, and slammed it back! Then, a warm liquid spilled on his neck, sticky and fishy.

Zhao Xifeng turned his head with difficulty, Xiao Yin was still the same Xiao Yin, but his head had already rolled down a few feet away!

Zhao Xifeng raised the thing in his hand blankly, it was a short sword with a black body and pitted all over, and I don't know what material it was made of.

Thirteen years ago, Princess Yongle of the Great Zhou Dynasty drew a star map with blood outside Panlong Town, and forcibly attracted the power of the star tide with her eyes, and died under the peach blossom tree.

On the same day, the previous head of the Four Kui of the White Sea, Thunder Wolf replied to the tooth to bury Zhao Yuzhen under the tree, and buried him with the sword and dragon tooth Bi.

Thirteen years later, Zhao Xifeng was on the verge of despair, pulled out this sword in the loose soil under the peach tree, and cut off Xiao Yin's head with a wave of his hand!

This moment will be remembered forever by future generations, because this not only represents the inheritance of some kind of providence, but also the first time in Zhao Xifeng's life that he has made a sword in the true sense!

The sword slashes the subtlety!