Chapter 21 Stalemate

Li Xiaohe, who was wrapped in the light of Taoism, was already black. The corners of his mouth began to shed blood, his chest was stained with blood, and his expression was also in a trance. The light of the sword in his hand was scattered, and there was only a faint vitality, which was still absorbed and gathered by the sword. He seemed to wave the long sword in his hand, as if It will collapse the next moment.

But Li Xiaohe is meditating in his heart.

"The earth's feng shui and fire are one, and the sword's front is mixed."

He is looking forward to getting closer to Mr. Poison.

Hunyuan Yiqi Sword is the best sword cultivation secret method of Qionghua School. Li Xiaohe relied on this set of sword formula to fight with Yin Hao, who was much higher than his own cultivation in the Yunyanhui sword. However, after fighting with Yanqing and seeing the power of the immortal sword school, Li Xiaohe already knew that this set of sword formula was actually far away. As powerful as he imagined, there are many secret methods of sword cultivation that are better than this set of sword secrets.

However, the poisonous prince in front of him is a poisonous skill and does not know the method of sword practice at all. Unexpectedly, Li Xiaohe suddenly applied the last sword formula of the mixed yuan and one gas sword, which will definitely make the poisonous prince suffer a heavy hit.

The poisonous son is now getting closer and closer to Li Xiaohe. He holds the purple dragon tripod in one palm. All kinds of lights in the tripod are constantly rising, which are poisonous, and his other hand swims with five fingers. The various colors rising from the purple dragon tripod are pulled by five fingers and condensed between his five fingers. Gradually, His other palm has been infected with poison gas and become colorful, and his fingertips are even more colorful and mysterious.

After a moment, Mr. Poison finally showed an evil smile at the corners of his mouth. His colorful palms took up a shadow in the air and hit Li Xiaohe's chest.

Li Xiaohe only suddenly felt that the palm wind was coming, and there was already a poisonous gas on his face, causing the blood to surge in his chest, and there was a burst of fishiness, and the poisonous prince's open palm seemed to have the momentum of ten thousand catties, like a mountain pressing on his face.

But Li Xiaohe shouted in a low voice.

"Good to come."

His eyes were so turbid, and the sword in his hand was just powerless to wave, with a faint vitality, but it was slowly sucked into the sword in the front of the sword in his hand, and there was not much power released, as if he was completely free at this moment, and anyone could easily kill him.

"Brother Li••••••"

The poisonous prince is getting closer and closer to Li Xiaohe, and the colorful palm is about to hit Li Xiaohe's chest. At this time, Ning Kun, who was fighting against the Lengyue Fairy, couldn't help but be anxious and roared.

But Li Xiaohe seemed to be unknown and was not moved by Ning Kun's anxiety at all. He waved the magic sword in his hand and had no intention of resisting the poisonous prince's palm at all.

"Haha••••••"

At this moment, the poisonous son couldn't help laughing.

"Go to hell••••••"

Finally, the poisonous prince's colorful palm was only three feet away from Li Xiaohe's chest, and he couldn't help shouting loudly. He can already feel the frequency of Li Xiaohe's heartbeat. As long as this palm is gently printed, Li Xiaohe's heart will be broken immediately, and the poison gas will stir Li Xiaohe's flesh and blood to turn the earth, and Li Xiaohe will turn into a pool of mud in an instant.

But at this time, Li Xiaohe's cloudy eyes suddenly dispersed, and two light burst out of Li Xiaohe's eyes, just like two swords, unparalleled.

With the restoration of Li Xiaohe's expression and the hundreds of feet of space, the vitality of various departments also exploded in an instant and became chaotic. The crazy vitality rolled up a strong wind and gathered straight to Li Xiaohe.

Li Xiaohe finally stopped hiding his clumsiness at this moment and had to take action.

At this time, the poisonous prince who was already close to Li Xiaohe was also shocked. He felt a great crisis, and his heart was extremely shocked and said that it was impossible.

Although he felt something, the decadence that Li Xiaohe had just shown was pretending, and everything was leading him to the bait, but at this moment, he still did not believe that Li Xiaohe could not be damaged under the previous poison gas attack.

It's just that he has no time to think about this much, because at this time, the magic sword in Li Xiaohe's hand is a roll, with endless sharpness, which has been cut from the palm of Li Xiaohe. If he still wants to hold his palm forward, although he can still smash Li Xiaohe to pieces, his palm will be Li Xiaohe's The divine sword was cut and broken.

At this moment, the poisonous man did not hesitate at all. He did not want to become a disabled person from now on. At this moment, he didn't even have time to pull back his palm straight, so he had to hurriedly wave the colorful poisonous palm aside, which was also dangerously avoiding the sharpness of the Huangyang Sword.

Then Mr. Poison retreated with a sense of unwillingness, but the sword in Li Xiaohe's hand was already full of sword spirit. When Mr. Poison retreated, Li Xiaohe rolled up the sword, brought a "buzzing" sword sound, and pushed the sword forward, but the blade pointed straight to Mr. Poison's chest and took it to The unprecedented momentum broke through the wind.

The poisonous prince has come to his senses at this moment. There was a tearing pain in his chest, which was so close to Li Xiaohe. Although Li Xiaohe had not touched his body, there was already a sword spirit that should have entered his body first, and the sword was about to break into his chest.

He had no time to dodge at such a close distance, so he could only sacrifice the purple dragon tripod in the palm of his hand to resist the power of the sword.

"Ding••••••"

The harsh sound of gold and iron fighting suddenly resounded all over the world, and the stalactite crystal hanging on the top of the cave only cracked, and the pieces fell down, like colorful rain.

After all, the purple dragon tripod is a famous treasure. Li Xiaohe's sword is also blocked by the purple dragon tripod, and it is difficult to enter at all. However, when the divine sword and the purple dragon tripod hit each other, it is a burst of sword gas. The subsequent attack also made the poisonous prince's face wrinkle, which obviously suffered a little damage.

And Li Xiaohe saw that his long-planned sudden invasion did not really hurt the poisonous son at this moment, but his face was fierce, and suddenly his whole body Zhenyuan ran faster for it. The vitality of heaven and earth also flashed with Taoism, gurgling like running water to Li Xiaohe.

With this fierce force, the sword in Li Xiaohe's hand only trembled slightly, the sound of the sword resounded in all directions, and the sword spirit jumped violently. The blade of the sword passed, and the air was torn and sneered.

And at this moment, the purple dragon tripod only hangs on the chest of the poisonous prince. In the glory array, the edge of the Huangyang sword is still stabbed on the purple dragon tripod, which is more powerful, as if to break through the purple poison tripod. The poisonous prince only frowned, clenched his teeth, and constantly urged the purple dragon tripod to resist the advantage of the Huangyang sword. .

Li Xiaohe stimulated the sword spirit and persistently pushed forward vigorously, and the poisonous prince also sweated on his forehead. He only gritted his teeth to urge the purple dragon tripod to resist the power of the divine sword, and was forced by Li Xiaohe to retreat.

Li Xiaohe was unwilling to plan the invasion for a long time without any contribution, so he had no intention of withdrawing the sword. The poisonous prince hindered the power of the Huangyang Sword and could not avoid it, so he had to try his best to urge the Purple Dragon Tripod to resist.

At this moment, the two are obviously deadlocked and can't escape.

After talking for a long time, this change actually happened in an instant.

Ning Kun saw that Li Xiaohe's expression was exhausted in an instant, counterattacking, and forced Mr. Poison to such a situation. He was overjoyed and thought of what Li Xiaohe had just done.

And the cold moon fairy suddenly looked like this, but she frowned. Her face was always charming, and she was slightly pale at this time, which made people feel pity.

But the person who knows that this woman is scheming will only secretly cheer and not be confused.

"Haha••••••"

When Ning Kun saw that the Lengyue Fairy was like this, he suddenly laughed, and the dragon stick in his hand did not slow down at all. He still stirred up endless power and kept bombarding down with thousands of great power.

The cold moon fairy was distracted by the poisonous prince, but at this time, she finally suffered the passing by the dragon stick, cut the corner of her skirt, and was shattered by the strong wind.

"Hmm!"

Just after playing with Ning Kun for a long time, she was not hurt at all. At this time, she was suddenly attacked by the dragon stick and cut a skirt corner. It was already a great shame for Lengyue Fairy. At this time, the poisonous son was forced to be embarrassed by Li Xiaohe. She was even more depressed and her face suddenly became gloomy.

At this time, Ning Kun stirred thousands of sticks and went down to the cold moon fairy, and finally saw that the cold moon fairy was no longer clumsy. Her body was originally a faint light, and suddenly soared, and the ice blue jade book suddenly flashed a piece of ice crystal blue light.

Where the blue light passed, thousands of stick shadows in the air dissipated, and the cold moon fairy urged the ice blue jade to break away against thousands of stick shadows.

"Ge••••• Mr. Poison, take care of yourself. I will leave today and see you again tomorrow••••••"

After the Lengyue Fairy broke out of the thousands of sticks, she smiled frequently. Unexpectedly, she suddenly turned around and left without entangling Ning Kun.

Her figure soon fell into the palace a hundred feet away.