In the new ring, Gu Shaohua and He Xiaoran were far away from each other, and the two did not make the first move, they were both accumulating momentum and breeding a strong offensive. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He Xiaoran's whole body was full of qi, and an inexplicable momentum emanated, as if there was an invisible power, stirring around him.

The momentum on his body became more and more cold, He Xiaoran picked up the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Gu Shaohua's eyebrows, like a nail nailed here, causing a stinging sensation.

The tingling sensation was not strong, it came and went, and it could not cause substantial damage to Gu Shaohua, but it made it difficult for his spirit to concentrate, and the momentum that had been condensed before collapsed for a while.

"Bloodkill!"

"Blood Collapse!"

"Bloodkill!"

The moment the condensed momentum collapsed, Gu Shaohua made a move, and if he didn't make a move, he would be interrupted by He Xiaoran, and his disadvantage would become more and more obvious.

He Xiaoran's strength was too strong, and he was not the enemy of all the outer disciples he had fought before, so Gu Shaohua no longer made any temptations, and went all out as soon as he made a move, wanting to finish his work in one battle.

The three swords were used in succession, and the blood on the blood-drinking sword was released, and the dazzling red light formed a small sun, so that the people watching the battle around did not dare to look directly.

In the blood-light sun, three swords flew out in a row, slashing towards He Xiaoran, and Gu Shaohua himself also held the blood-red little sun and killed He Xiaoran.

The three swords were combined into one, and the bloodthirsty killing intent on it was even more sufficient, and when it slashed in front of He Xiaoran, a snow-white long sword stabbed over, and the tip of the sword was pointed on the blood-colored sword.

The snow-white long sword was cold, and it was applied to the blood-colored sword, as if it was about to freeze it, and the stagnation lasted for several breaths, and it was finally broken.

Part of the power of the blood-colored sword continued to move forward, and part of it was dispersed and detonated, and the blood was vertical and horizontal, and the ravines and ravines on the ring were exploded.

He Xiaoran shook his long sword, Sen Ran's chill was still there, but a flame appeared on the tip of the sword, a pale to colorless flame, jumping on the snow-white long sword.

This flame was contaminated with the sword, and it immediately burned violently, and its momentum was so fierce that it was caught off guard.

The blood-colored sword is like fuel, supplying the burning of the white flame, but in a short period of time, it is difficult to burn it all.

The knife finally slashed in front of He Xiaoran, but before it could reach her, it was blocked by a light curtain, and the power of the knife was strong, but it seemed to hit an invisible water wave on it, rippling non-stop.

This defensive light curtain was sent out by the jade pendant on He Xiaoran's waist, and she flicked the jade pendant lightly, and the light curtain like water waves flickered, and she actually pulled the blood-colored knife down.

"Boom!"

The earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the earth and rocks fly.

The three bloody knives were led to the ground and slashed into the ring, a long and deep ravine, so it lay in the center of the ring, shocking.

The power of the three swords was not fully utilized, Gu Shaohua did not feel sorry, his firm gaze did not change in the slightest, he still stared at He Xiaoran, the hand holding the sword was very steady, and the speed of rushing forward was very fast.

Immediately after the three swords, Gu Shaohua rushed to He Xiaoran, slashed down with a sword, and the blood-drinking sword exploded with a "bang", and a huge blood-red sword shaped like a substance was generated.

A heavy slash slashed at the defensive light curtain, and the light curtain like water violently shook up, like a stormy wave in the Pacific Ocean, rising and falling.

"Click......"

After all, the defensive light curtain failed to block this knife, and shattered like a spider's web, and almost at the same time, the jade pendant that formed the defensive light curtain was also densely cracked and shattered into several pieces.

At this point, Gu Shaohua went all out, and the bloody killing knife that he attacked by all means was officially broken, and was blocked by a jade pendant.

was attacked, He Xiaoran would not stand and be beaten, and the long sword stabbed at a tricky angle again, just when his old power was exhausted and his new power was not born.

If Gu Shaohua's normal reaction was true, he would definitely not be able to dodge this sword, but a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind him, and with a slight fan, his figure flashed back, and the speed was much faster than He Xiaoran's sword.

"Boom!"

He Xiaoran pinched the trick, and on the way Gu Shaohua retreated, a flame suddenly rose, this extraordinary fire, without a little heat, the jump of the flame also seemed to be very sluggish, as if it was frozen.

This kind of flame, an abnormal flame, is somewhat similar to the characteristics of yin fire, which makes people feel the temperature and is said to burn the soul when it touches a little.

Sensing the danger of this fire, Gu Shaohua would not be stupid enough to bump into it, the wind and thunder wings fanned hard, and a gust of wind lifted his figure.

After cultivating to the acquired realm, after possessing the internal qi, Gu Shaohua could exert the greater power of the wind and thunder wings, and it was not a problem to move in the air for a short time.

The body rose into the air, avoiding the cold flames, and the blood-drinking sword pointed downward, like Harry Potter's magic wand, and a gust of wind swept the thunder and lightning, slashing towards He Xiaoran.

A small tornado, in which lightning and thunder, was very lively, with the meaning of destruction and destruction, moving towards He Xiaoran.

The wind and thunder and lightning were equivalent to a small storm, and the destructive power was amazing, floating over the ring, and before it could be realized, the solid ring had trembled again and again, cracking cracks one after another.

Seeing such a might, He Xiaoran was startled, but he was not panicked, and out of nowhere, he took out a small jade sword that was an inch long and slapped it on his snow-white long sword.

The jade sword blended into the long sword without hindrance, and with a flick of He Xiaoran, the long sword made a clear sound, flew out of his hand, and hung in the air.

On top of the long sword, a powerful momentum rose, and the whole sword instantly gained a circle, and a fierce sword intent penetrated the heavens and the earth.

The sword gang formed on the long sword was condensed like substance, and under the finger of He Xiaoran Yu's hand, the huge sword was cut down, and the space seemed to faintly vibrate.

Imperial sword art is a method of controlling magic weapons, the power is quite strong, and the requirements for practice are also very high.

Now, He Xiaoran has used his swordsmanship, and with a powerful sword, he has the power to cut down with one sword, which really has the power to divide mountains and rivers.

The huge sword of Gang Qi slashed through the storm, and the seemingly powerful tornado was crushed inch by inch, leaving only a few whirlwinds that rolled up a little dust. The thunder and lightning in the tornado were all destroyed, as if the flashing lights flashed a few times and the artillery exploded a few.

This sword was not only strong, but it slashed heavily in the ring, and the ring that had been destroyed a lot collapsed, and even the top of the mountain was cut out of an extremely deep ravine, if it were not for the mountain being reinforced by secret methods, this sword would probably split a mountain in half.

Fortunately, Gu Shaohua retreated quickly and was not swept by this sword, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.

When that sword fell, Gu Shaohua clearly felt that the sky was about to fall, and that sense of doom was extremely profound.

"Stop, I'll throw in the towel!"

Slashed a sword, the power of the sword was slightly weaker, but he still didn't know how many swords he could cut out, and when the sword slowly rose and was about to be cut down again, Gu Shaohua shouted loudly.