As soon as the thought in Ba Renxiong's mind flashed, he saw Shi Xiaole on the opposite side pull out a knife, and the red swift knife slashed towards him.

Knife Drawing!

"It's useless for me to have a few knife moves. ”

Ba Renxiong smiled coldly and directly performed the first form of the five blood knife slashes.

Pounds.

The two knives collided violently together, and their respective forces were transmitted along the hilts to each other.

Ba Renxiong is worthy of being the best of the second-level heroes, and his skills are not comparable to Zhang Qing's, plus this knife is his trick, which immediately forced Shi Xiaole to retreat again and again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shi Xiaole's footsteps stood firm, he immediately stepped up in the air, and slashed out a second knife without saying a word.

It's still a knife drawing technique.

A long time ago, Shi Xiaole had mastered the knife drawing technique and raised it to a new level, and now, not only did he not need to deliberately draw the knife, but he could also perform it continuously.

Bang!

Drawing a sword is a combination of emotion and strength.

On the other hand, the blood knife slash is a big move that requires a lot of internal force, so the recovery time is inevitably longer, and Ba Renxiong's internal strength is not as good as Shi Xiaole's, so he was suddenly seized by the latter.

"Damn boy!"

Where did Ba Renxiong expect this situation, the second knife was suppressed, and he was about to fight hard, when Shi Xiaole's third knife drawing technique came again.

Pound!

Like a hammer blowing, and like a storm crashing on the shore, Ba Renxiong only felt a numbness in his arm, almost unable to hold the knife in his hand, and his whole brain was in a state of confusion.

The Ba people were stunned, and the people around them were no better.

"This kid, how can he be so fierce?"

"Three big moves in a row, if they had been used to deal with Zhang Qingfang earlier, Zhang Qingfang might not be able to stop it at all. ”

There was a buzzing uproar from the crowd, and many said in disbelief.

Click.

Zhang Qingfang clenched his fists loudly, and his face turned pale. He never expected that Shi Xiaole's victory by himself was so thrilling, it was actually the result of hidden strength?

It's nothing short of humiliating.

After the third sword drawing technique, Shi Xiaole's offensive slowed down.

Although the sword drawing technique is fast and powerful, it also consumes more mind than ordinary people imagine, and it has reached Shi Xiaole's current limit by sending three shots in a row.

If you continue to use it, it will inevitably hurt your mind, which is not what Shi Xiaole wants to see.

"Is it over? boy, I thought you were so good. ”

As soon as he came up, he was taken aback, and Ba Renxiong's anger jumped to his chest, and this shame and anger was even worse than yesterday's defeat to Zuo Feiyang.

Zuo Feiyang is a strong enemy, and it is understandable to lose to him. But being repelled again and again by a kid who had just emerged, especially on the premise that he swore that he wanted to teach the other party a lesson, it was embarrassing.

"Leave me!"

With a long roar, Ba Renxiong had just regained his breath, and immediately used the second form of the blood knife slash, and the blood-red sword was as dazzling as a jewel, and it fell on Shi Xiaole's body fiercely.

As soon as the grid knife was blocked, with a scandium sound, Shi Xiaole was knocked out, his chest was churning with qi and blood, and the Baizhan knife was cut out of an inch-deep gap.

Ba Renxiong didn't give Shi Xiaole any respite, stepped forward, and the third form of the bloody knife slash shot again.

"Jin Yangong!"

With a little footstep, Shi Xiaole flew up, and this time, in the amazed eyes of everyone, he took thirteen steps in the air like a wild goose, and he just escaped from the bloody knife slash.

"If you want to dodge with light skills, I'll see how long you last. ”

Without Shi Xiaole's gag attack, Ba Renxiong didn't have to worry about the problem of obstructing his return to qi, so he slashed around with a knife, and soon there were more messy pieces of blood in the field, crisscrossing and murderous.

In the blood, Shi Xiaole, who was dressed in a green shirt, sometimes flew in the air, sometimes swept lightly, and many times he saw that he was about to be hit by a bloody knife, but he avoided it dangerously, and many people saw that they were both admiring and worried.

However, as long as it is a clear-eyed person, it can be seen that according to the current situation, Shi Xiaole will not last long at all.

"It's better to hack him to death. ”

Tao Ding cursed coldly.

"If you don't admit defeat yet, are you still wishful thinking about winning? Ba Renxiong is not Zhang Qingfang. ”

The senior disciple of the Silver Spear Sect sneered.

Not far away, the four members of the Sword Painting Sect were nervous, especially Yu Fangge, who had secretly urged the internal force, for fear that Ba Renxiong would accidentally slash Shi Xiaole and be unable to rescue.

"Jin Yangong is really wonderful, especially against the enemy, it can make me more comfortable. However, it is a pity that this kind of light power is not fast enough, so it is not suitable for escaping. ”

In the eyes of others, Shi Xiaole, who was in crisis, not only did not panic, but was still analyzing the advantages and disadvantages of Jin Yangong.

If Ba Renxiong knew about Shi Xiaole's situation, his heart would definitely be as cold as water. Because this means that Shi Xiaole didn't get serious at all.

This is exactly the case, since cultivating Jin Yangong to the perfection of the transformation, Shi Xiaole has not really used it in battle, yesterday I wanted to use Zhang Qingfang to hone it, but who knew that the other party was so unbeaten, and he was defeated all of a sudden.

Today's Ba Renxiong is a whetstone.

After dozens of moves, the heavy sword light disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ba Renxiong froze in place, holding the knife in both hands, his eyes were like a devouring beast in the primeval jungle, as if he wanted to pierce Shi Xiaole.

"Boy, you forced me. ”

The five-style bloody knife slash couldn't help Shi Xiaole, which made Ba Renxiong angry, and even gave birth to a trace of murderous intent for the first time.

A ferocious momentum erupted from his body, and the long knife trembled with his hands, gradually lighting up with a layer of blood-red light that was far better than before.

"Oh no, he's going to do a killer move!"

Yu Fangge stood up suddenly, his face gloomy.

He remembered Ba Renxiong's invincible blood knife slash, the power of that knife, but he almost defeated Zuo Feiyang, how could Shi Xiaole stop it?

Not to mention blocking it, I'm afraid the injuries are light.

"We throw in the towel. ”

Yu Fangge shouted, and was about to intervene, when he saw an old man standing up on the corridor in mid-air, jumped down, stopped in front of Yu Fangge, and shouted: "If the party does not admit defeat, no one is qualified to obstruct the game." ”

The old man was none other than the Great Elder of the Sword Suppression Sect.

Now everyone can see that Ba Renxiong's goal of teaching Shi Xiaole a lesson has not been achieved, not only has it not been achieved, but to a certain extent, Shi Xiaole's prestige has been achieved.

Looking at the Cloud Delta region, there are not too many peers who can block the five-style blood knife slash.

Not to mention, Shi Xiaole is only fifteen years old, as long as the word spreads in today's battle, he will immediately become famous in the Cloud Triangle.

Therefore, the only way for Ba Renxiong to save face is to defeat Shi Xiaole with a killing move at the last moment.

As the Great Elder of the Overlord Sword Sect, of course he has to stand on the side of Ba Renxiong, as for whether Shi Xiaole will be injured, how many injuries he will have, how can he care so much.

"You ......"

Yu Fangge felt the pressure from the Great Elder of the Sword Sect, and he was furious, but the other party took advantage of it, so he had to shout to Shi Xiaole: "Xiaole, admit defeat quickly." ”

Shi Xiaole in the field didn't hear it, but just like Ba Renxiong, he held the Hundred Battle Sword with both hands.

"Boy, you have a kind, since you want to find yourself suffering, I will fulfill you well. ”

With a cruel laugh, Ba Renxiong made a move. That blood-red sword that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, like an inverted heavenly river that had shrunk countless times, surging towards Shi Xiaole.

The furious energy, before it was approaching, had already made the hearts of many sect disciples ten zhang away behind Shi Xiaole frightened.

A lot of people shouted, and if they were on the field, they would probably have collapsed on the ground.

"Senior sister, did you go too far this time?"

In the attic in the distance, Wang Zuying sighed.

The power of the sword of the Palestinian Renxiong, even if Shi Xiaole used a glimmer of life, he was far from being defeated, not to mention that he didn't even have a chance to draw the sword.

Xu Nianxue's face also flashed with a hint of regret.

She just wanted to teach Shi Xiaole a lesson and lose face to the other party, and she didn't want the other party to be hurt. After all, her parents are kind to the Xu family in Jiangbei, no matter how delicate she is, it is impossible for her to do something ungrateful.

But looking at the current situation, it is too late to recover.

"If he's really hurt, I'll take responsibility. ”

Xu Nianxue snorted.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Wang Zuying's eyes suddenly widened, and with an incredible gaze, she looked at the clearing in the distance.

At the moment when the knife fell, Shi Xiaole stood still like a clay carved wood sculpture, which once made many people think that he was stupid.

Yuan Qiuwei, Xiao Yuanbo, Mao Wenjing, as well as Lan Ning, Sha Zongheng and other acquaintances, stood up one after another, and their hearts beat violently.

The exclamations one after another resounded in the air.

Even Yue Changzheng urged the internal force. If there is a death in a battle between Heroes in Dragon Castle, his face will be disgraced.

When the knife was still half a zhang away from Shi Xiaole, Shi Xiaole suddenly moved.

He raised his eyes slightly, and in his eyes as black as jewels, the trajectory of the blood-colored sword was clearly reflected. Then, with a flick of his arms, from left to right, he struck a knife that was as light as nothing.

Compared with the domineering and boundless invincible blood knife slash, this knife is like a paper paste, giving people the illusion of being vulnerable.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Because this knife cut in from the blood-colored knife at an angle that no one expected, and slashed lightly at Ba Renxiong, who was laughing.

A moment ago, it was far away in the sky, but now it is close at hand, and its power seems to have doubled out of thin air!

There was a soft snort.

A puddle of blood splattered.

Shi Xiaole stepped back abruptly, staggering a few steps before standing firmly, a slight abnormal flush on his face.

On the other hand, Ba Renxiong stood on the spot, holding a knife on his right arm, and there was an extra wound half a foot long, and blood was pouring out of it.

"What?!"

When he saw this scene clearly, the face of the Great Elder of the Overlord Sword Sect changed suddenly. Many people also stood up at the same time, with a look of hell.

"The knife?"

Yue Xunxian narrowed his eyes.

Shi Xiaole's knife gave him a fluctuating and very strange feeling, like a cloud, a wisp of wind, elusive.

He couldn't figure out how that fifteen-year-old kid could swing that knife?