Chapter 65: Against Jin Dan

Xin'er rushed forward, and stabbed Zhuo Kang's palm with a sword in her hand, and the sword bloomed, but Zhuo Kang had a disdainful smile on his face.

"Silly girl!"

Xiao Yang scolded secretly, and hurriedly stabbed Zhuo Kang with the same sword.

The two swords and one person met in an instant.

"Boom"

"Poof"

Xin'er immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled back with Xiao Yang's main sword body.

"Buzz"

The sword body continued to tremble, and Xiao Yang felt as if he was about to fall apart.

At that moment, a strong force surged towards the sword body, and Xiao Yang didn't even have time to control the devouring power of the sword body, and that force crushed by,

"Phew"

A mouthful of golden brilliance spit out from Xiao Yang's mouth, and then disappeared immediately, this was the first time he vomited blood in the true sense, just like the golden color of the ethereal spirit body in his upper body now.

In mid-air, Xin'er forcibly twisted her body so that she could fall down on her feet, but this force was too strong, and she still retreated a long distance after she landed.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Xin'er raised her head and stared at Zhuo Kang coldly,

Zhuo Kang looked at Shangguan Yuxin, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and the contempt in his eyes was even stronger,

"Hmph, don't think about it, let me ask you again, do you give this sword or not?"

Xin'er stood up and took out a restorative spirit fruit from the storage bag and ate it to alleviate the pain caused by that moment.

"In vain, you are a dignified Jindan power, but you will only take advantage of it, I said, I will not give this sword unless I die. ”

"Okay, then you can die. ”

Zhuo Kang's right palm shone again, and with a slight leap of his foot, he was in mid-air, and he slapped it towards the top of Xin'er's head, this time he really wanted to take her life.

Seeing Zhuo Kang attacking again, Xiao Yang was in a hurry, if this palm was implemented, Xin'er was afraid that she would be seriously injured if she didn't die, so she hurriedly shouted,

"Xin'er, quickly, use me, use sword skills, we need to work together. ”

Xiao Yang flew in front of Xin'er, hanging just enough distance for her to hold it,

After getting Xiao Yang's transmission, Xin'er didn't talk nonsense, put away another superb magic sword, and then held the sword body, and an inexplicable connection immediately appeared in Xin'er and Xiao Yang's hearts.

Zhuo Kang was already very close, Xin'er could feel the pressure brought by this palm, and she didn't have time to use any other swordsmanship, so she directly used the fastest move.

"Swordsmanship, point moon killing. ”

Even if it was daytime, Xin'er's swordsmanship was used, and a layer of white light appeared on the sword, like a moon shadow.

After the blessing of Xin'er's sword skills, Xiao Yang immediately felt the difference,

Streams of spiritual power belonging to Xin'er poured into the sword body, and then continued to accumulate in the sword body, and the sword body seemed to tremble faintly, as if announcing its own joy.

This is not Xiao Yang's emotion, but the sword body itself, and this emotion is also transmitted to Xiao Yang,

As soon as Xiao Yang's mind moved, more than fifteen thousand devouring silk threads appeared on the sword body, which was not enough, he was still trying his best to increase,

"Fifteen thousand one..."

"Fifteen thousand two..."

"Sixteen thousand..."

There is no time!

"Boom"

A muffled sound came out,

Xin'er held the White Lotus Sword and stabbed Zhuo Kang's palm, and just like just now, an irresistible spiritual power was transmitted to the sword body,

As soon as the spiritual power came, the spiritual power belonging to Xin'er's swordsmanship immediately greeted it.

This time is also like the previous time Xin'er confronted the six elders in the hall, Xiao Yang was sandwiched in the middle, and the two spiritual powers were sandwiched back and forth, and Xiao Yang was the first to bear the brunt.

"Knock"

There seemed to be a muffled sound in the space of the sword body that no one heard,

As soon as the spiritual power of this Jindan monk came, he and Xin'er's spiritual power centered on Xiao Yang's spiritual body and turned into a battlefield.

Xiao Yang is the bearer of the battlefield,

"Ah~"

Even though he had been prepared in his heart, Xiao Yang couldn't help but shout in pain, he felt that he was about to be crushed, and a feeling of reverse blood immediately surged up his throat,

"Poof~Wow~"

Xiao Yang spat out a mouthful of golden blood again,

"No~ no, be sober, sober,"

His eyes continued to darken, Xiao Yang reminded himself that he couldn't faint, and at the same time controlled the devouring silk thread to connect to Zhuo Kang's spiritual power, and as soon as the devouring mouth opened, a spiritual power that was a hundred times purer than that of the foundation building monk was refined.

As soon as this spiritual power came, Xiao Yang immediately invested it in generating more silk threads.

"Seventeen~"

"Eighteen thousand~"

"Twenty thousand~"

When the devouring silk thread grew to 20,000, the pressure on it was slightly reduced.

With the power of devouring, Xin'er's swordsmanship spiritual power finally slowed down the speed of defeat and retreated, and gradually stabilized.

Although the clash of spiritual power was endured, Xiao Yang was not very comfortable, and he had to bear the pain caused by it when he took on the role of the battlefield.

A large amount of spiritual power was transformed, and Xiao Yang had just spit out two mouthfuls of golden blood, causing his spiritual body to retreat slightly from the root of his thigh, and at this time, the replenishment of spiritual power was stabilized.

There is also a tendency to continue to transform, but there is still more and more spiritual power, Xiao Yang has no time to absorb and fuse, and the spiritual power stored in his entire spiritual body is becoming more and more expanded.

"No, I have to disperse, or I'll be stunned again. ”

While thinking about it, as soon as Xiao Yang made a stroke of his empty hand, a transportation line appeared between him and Xin'er, and a large amount of spiritual power continued to surge over.

These are long stories, but they are all things that need to be done in a moment, and when fighting, it is a real race against time, and the slightest carelessness is a waste of all efforts.

The moment Xin'er held the sword and touched Zhuo Kang's palm, Zhuo Kang's face still had a cold smile, and he was full of murderous intent.

But soon his expression froze, this time he expected to bounce again did not appear, and the woman in front of him just snorted and held on.

"Hmph, the mantis arm is a car, I don't believe you can hold on. ”

After speaking, Zhuo Kang immediately increased his spiritual power output, he could feel that his spiritual power was crushing the other party, although he was temporarily blocked by the other party's spiritual power,

But how long can a person who has built a three-layer meat man on the foundation and a person on the first layer of his Jindan compete with?

Xin'er, who was struggling to hold on, suddenly felt a huge and extremely pure spiritual power coming, and this spiritual power came directly to her dantian.

was reluctant to insist, but her spiritual power was rapidly consumed, which made her feel a little unbearable, but as soon as this spiritual power came, Xin'er immediately felt different.

A touch of strangeness couldn't help but rise in the depths of her eyes, and she continued to fight in turn by accepting other people's spiritual power, which always felt shameless.

At this moment, her spiritual power couldn't help but not decrease, but gradually increased.

A golden pill and a foundation building were stalemate for a while~

In less than a moment, Zhuo Kang felt that something was wrong, with a large influx of spiritual power, how could he feel that the other side seemed to be getting more and more spiritual?

"No, that's not right. ”

Zhuo Kang felt that something was wrong and planned to take his hand back, but as soon as he moved, he found that his hand was sucked and pulled, as if he couldn't pull it away.

"Not good~"