Chapter 69 Fighting Assassins Again
Yangwu looked at Niwu in a daze, but Nijing looked at Yangwu very carefully.
"The eyebrows are full of spring, and the peach cheeks are red. Well, little girl, you are moved..." Nishang turned around the sun dance quickly, and the sun dance was stunned by Nishang's words, just thinking about something silently there.
"Did you scold me a few days ago? Still suspect that I won't return that broken whip to you?" Nishang looked at Yangwu with a funny face, and Yangwu was completely stunned.
"Well, I'll give this whip back to you. I'm going to the city later. Your sister still owes me 5,000 gold coins, and my pet has no food to eat. He didn't see any movement of Nijing. Yang Wu saw his familiar weapon, but at this moment, it was very quiet, as if he had come to the end of his own.
"What's wrong with this whip?" Yang Wu took the whip, but it did not cause any soul fluctuation.
"Oh, I erased all the memories and devouring soul of that whip. You need to start again. Be careful this time. If something goes wrong, the immortals can't save you. Nishang sighed, and then gently fell to the ground and stood next to Yangwu.
Yang Wu took a look at the evil blood whip. The whip was no longer as bright red as before, and even a little lighter than when she just got it. Maybe this is the true nature of this whip, right?
Wrapping the whip around his waist, Yang Wu turned his eyes to the field, and Murong Xiaoxian turned out his long sword again and walked towards the purple night flying flowers step by step.
"Why do you want him to fight?" Yang Wu asked plainly, but there was a kind of concern that she was a little puzzled about.
"So I said you were moved in spring. Do you know that three years later, the enemy he wants to deal with is more than a hundred times stronger than Ziye Feihua, so at present, he can only exercise when he sees a strong enemy. When the time is right, let him improve..." Nishang stopped and looked at the corners of his mouth with a smile.
In the field, Murong Xiaoxian's body has flown flat, and the "body world" is running fast. When the purple night flying flowers are inadvertently like arrows from the string, a red basket and two streamers shot at the purple night flying flowers.
Bang!
The southern fire in the hands of Ziye Feihua was launched at the same time, and the thin sword suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, like a round of sun in his hand, and thousands of golden glow suddenly shot out!
"The first style, the first flaw of Jinwu!"
In the golden light, Murong Xiaoxian suddenly raised a suspended blue shield on all sides. At this moment, Murong Xiaoxian was like a fish against the current, and all the beams that shot on the shield were reflected back unreservedly in a pleasant tinkling sound.
Murong Xiaoxian's forward momentum was slowed down. The purple night flying flower smiled slightly, the sword circled several times in the air like a dragon, and people also floated in the air in an instant. Countless reflected golden beams returned to the south fire and hatred like birds returning to the nest!
Purple night flying flowers, with a solemn face, holding swords in both hands, and the body of the two-foot-long sword suddenly soared. The golden sword light of more than ten feet long emitted a hot fire in the air. The crackling sound could be faintly heard. The purple night flying flower sword slowly raised above his head, and the golden sword more than ten feet long rushed towards Murong Xiaoxian. Direction, split it down fiercely!
Murong Xiaoxian's body turned rapidly, and the four ice shields were instantly united, transforming into a huge diamond-shaped sword shield in front of him. At this moment, Murong Xiaoxian's momentum has not diminished. After the ice shield, he can actually turn away the magnificent pressure of the purple night flying flowers. As long as the Yuan ice shield is fast enough, Murong Xiao Xian can attack at the same speed!
And what surprised Murong Xiaoxian most was that his fire explosion and ice thorns could actually be sent out through the Yuanbing shield, which felt like squatting in a bunker and shooting outside wantonly!
However, the sword of Ziye Feihua is obviously strong for a long time. The whole body is in line with the long sword. No matter what direction Murong Xiaoxian attacks, it will be blocked by Ziye Feihua's sword.
Boom!
First, there were two piercing sounds, a red basket and two beams of light actually penetrated the huge light sword condensed by the purple night flying flowers, and then disappeared into the vast night sky, like two fleeting meteors.
At this moment, the sword of Ziye Feihua finally bombarded Murong Xiaoxian's Yuan Ice Shield!
Boom!
With a loud noise, the purple night flying flower man bounced high into the sky by this huge impact, while Murong Xiaoxian fell straight down, and Yuan Bing Shield was much smaller under this blow. Although it was not shattered, it was much darker.
Looking at the situation, it seems to be more tragic than the destruction when fighting with Qingkong Feiyu. After all, this is a collision between two forces with different attributes. Not to mention how much power the two used, in terms of attributes, it inadvertently enhanced the power of the two divine soldiers.
Purple night flying flowers slowly fell from the sky, but their eyes were much more solemn. This time, they only used 80% of their strength. But she can feel that the other party's strength is very strange. It can be said that the firepower is full, or it can be said that he did not use any power. What he attacked this time depends entirely on the power of the divine soldier himself!
After anyone sends out a full blow, at least the flow speed of the true element in the body will fluctuate a little, especially after this terrible impact, Ziye Feihua boasts that few people can stop this blow at present.
Of course, she also knows that the woman in red can see clearly. If she increases her strength by a lot, Murong Xiaoxian's ice shield will inevitably break and I'm afraid she will be injured.
At this moment, it is not a battle of life and death, otherwise with Murong Xiaoxian's empty door at this moment, Ziye Feihua would have already stabbed hundreds of swords! Therefore, Ziye Feihua stood quietly in the air, quietly waiting for Murong Xiaoxian to get up.
At this moment, it is late winter, and the ground is much harder than before the month, so Murong Xiaoxian's collision this time is much heavier than the last time. Last time it was just muddy ground. Although it was a little cold, it was still relatively soft.
In the past month, it can be said that there has been no obvious progress in my strength, and the strange Yuanli seed can't control it. Although I have initially mastered the secret of controlling the size and shape of the fire red lotus and purple indish ice flame, this power is still uncontrollable. Especially when he was strongly stimulated by the outside world, Murong Xiaoxian felt that the "three gang" in his body would run rapidly, and even the Yuanli seed would directly take over his body and become a doll.
So when Murong Xiaoxian hit the ground this time, the impact was stronger than the last one, but fortunately, it was his demon physique, but the impact was relatively serious, and his internal organs gradually calmed down after a burst of churning.
When Murong Xiaoxian stood up, the Yuan ice shield, which had shrunk a lot, was still protected outside the body, and the purple ice flame in the body rotated much faster than the Yuanli seeds and the fire lotus.
Seeing Murong Xiaoxian's unreliable rise, Ziye Feihua raised her sword again.
"The second type, sparking!"
The sword formula sung by Ziye Feihua seems to be much shorter than the sword formula of Qingkong Feiyu, and the speed of the sword move is also faster, but it is much less powerful than Qingkong Feiyu.
As an assassin, if you need to sing the sword formula for a long time, you will miss the opportunity.
However, Murong Xiaoxian is not clear. At this time, whether it is the flying feathers in the blue sky or the purple night flying flowers, it is close to the realm of issuing sword moves without chanting the sword formula. However, although it is a little worse, it is still necessary to rely on singing to complete the gathering and use of power between heaven and earth. In the final analysis, the two are not It's just the realm of "borrowing the situation"!
Different from the last time when thousands of glows were shot from the sword body, after the purple night flying flowers sang the sword formula, first of all, the sword body was red again dazzling, and then suddenly there were countless jumping sparks within 30 feet around, but these sparks were of different colors, including light red, crimson, yellow, green, and even A little light cyan!
Then these jumping sparks gradually brightened up, like dancing firemen, and began to rotate around the red flames on the southern fire. Then, the rotating flames finally formed circles, like countless concentric circles, and then huge circles of fire rose up in the air, even He rushed to Murong Xiaoxian endlessly!
Wow!
The sound of the flame breaking into the air was quite terrible, and the surrounding air became hot in an instant, and the hundred-foot square suddenly became a desert under the scorching sun!
And the sword of the purple night flying flower is still in the accumulation of power. More than ten fire circles nearby were sucked into the sword by Nanhuo's hatred, and then the sword body suddenly dissipated and turned into countless sparks, with the sound of hissing through the sky, and then ran to Murong Xiaoxian first.
Yang Wu found that the route of the countless sparks was obviously constantly jumping, but there was no light in the space passing by, just a piece of darkness!
Murong Xiaoxian stood quietly on the ground. Under the inducement of the strong pressure outside, the originally quiet Yuanli seeds in his body began to move again, and the rotation speed began to accelerate. A touch of pale yellow halo also began to come out. From a distance, Murong Xiaoxian was like a golden Buddha standing on the ground!
Looking at everything in front of him, Yang Wu couldn't help but be stunned!
Is this a trick that these mortals can use? This power is unbelievable!
Obviously, everything in front of her makes her feel like a different world, which is not a battle that people at their level can participate in! However, the legendary chaos seems to be the case, right?
Demons are comparable to sages; advanced monsters, dead creatures, can never be stopped by ordinary soldiers!
Murong Xiaoxian makes himself more confused. What kind of strength is he?
The stronger you are, the weaker you are?