Chapter 253 Showdown 2

Qin Yan clung to Ge Xinglie, and his long sword in his hand waved a large piece of brilliant sword light, forcing him to bite Ge Xinglie's figure and not to let him have any chance to breathe.

The imprint of the heart endlessly provides spiritual power and flows into the meridians of the whole body. At this time, it has also become Qin Yan's advantage. He can release his power without hesitation without fear of the danger of spiritual depletion.

Although he can't step into the impeccable, his sword power at this time is still beyond it. Even if the control is slightly condensed, it does not hinder the overall situation under such an advantageous situation. The fierce sword force forced the song to fight back without any void.

While releasing spiritual power wantonly, he felt that the impact of spiritual power on the spiritual platform was much smaller, which made him more able to show his strength more and more, which can be said to be the best of both worlds.

Ge Xinglie's martial arts skills may be good, but it is also suppressed by the fierceness of the evil sword. As long as my power is above him, I can suppress him in turn! Oh, it seems that the worry last night was that I was worried too much!

The two chased and fled, and ran around the flat peak in a blink of an eye. The ghost-like figure shuttled around in the frost sword waves. Although Qin Yan's sword was fierce, it was difficult to touch the corners of Ge Xinglie's clothes, and the occasional block of Ge Xinglie also produced a violent collision. For a moment, he couldn't help it.

However, Qin Yan is not in a hurry. Ge Xinglie's forced use of the power of the evil sword is bound to be unsustainable. What he has to do now is to consume his strength until he occupies an absolute advantage.

After thousands of moves, Ge Xinglie was not tired at all, and Qin Yan's surging sword momentum was not reduced at all, pushing the frost all over the sky to headge Xinglie. When he exposed a void, he would end up disappear.

"Is there no limit to the power of these two people?" After witnessing such a long period of high-intensity battle, the two people in the field were still full of energy. Fang Yi, who was watching the battle on the high rock in the distance, couldn't help but show his terrify and muttered like a sleep.

Song Qingsha stared at the war situation in the distance for a moment, and her charming voice sounded: "To some extent, these two guys are simply monsters, but their path is different from yours and me. There is no need to compare them from what they are best at."

Fang Yiyuan snorted in a low voice: "All I know is that if you stand in front of them, I'm afraid you can't even make a finger."

"So I decisively chose to admit defeat!" Song Qingsha smiled and said, "I'm a wise person. I know I can't beat it, of course I won't go up to find death."

"I remember you didn't say that at that time..."

Under the Cangwu tree, Yue Ling excitedly pulled Gong Yunxiu's sleeve and asked, "Sister Gong, is my brother going to win?"

Gong Yunxiu's eyes chased the two flashing figures on the flat peak, and after a long time, he replied, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Why?" The little girl asked puzzled, "Isn't that bad guy chased around by his brother? Does he have any great ability?"

Gong Yun's sleeves flashed with a complex look and said lightly, "As a master of the same level as your brother, Ge Xinglie is not so easy to deal with. Even if their role is reversed now, it is very normal.

The little girl was even more confused. She was about to speak when Wei Fei interrupted in a low voice: "You mean that their current offensive and defensive situation may be transferred at any time? It's impossible. Brother Qin has completely suppressed Ge Xinglie. Does he have any powerful tricks?

Gong Yunxiu whispered, "Brother Wei, you haven't had a fight with Ge Xinglie, and you don't understand his horror..."

Just a few things from the three of them, a woman in white stood against the flowers. Her resentful eyes stayed on Gong Yunxiu for a long time and muttered, "His strength is still above the song... Humph, it's cheap for you! However, as long as the song dies, the result is not satisfactory..."

After another wave of offensive, a low sound suddenly came from the smooth and noisy sword waves. The sound was almost hard to hear in the storm caused by the sword flowers all over the sky, but when it came to Qin Yan's ears, it made his face change greatly, and then the sword stagnated, and the turbulent frost sword shadow suddenly dissipated. And Ge Xinglie seized the opportunity for a short moment, waved the dark cold electricity back and stabbed him straight in the face.

The offensive and defensive situation reversed in an instant!

At this time, Qin Yan realized that Ge Xinglie was not only blocking, but also locked every confrontation in the same position on the blade. With the fierceness of the evil sword, he actually made a small gap in his blade.

No wonder this guy has been forbearance just now, but it turns out that he has such a plan!

And his real strength is definitely not just the level he just showed...

The sharp blade of the evil sword has bullied the door, and Qin Yan is in a dilemma. In a hurry, he waved his sword to block it, and saw a ferocious smile on Ge Xinglie's face. The momentum of the evil sword changed, facing the gap on Qin Yan's blade.

How can Qin Yan do what he wants? If he splits a few more times at the gap, the whole sword will probably break from it, and then he will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Qin Yan quickly turned his wrist and made the sword deviate from its original direction. Ge Xinglie snorted coldly, and the evil sword in his palm turned into an amazing straight line and hit the frost sword fiercely, throwing the frost sword that was not at the best defensive angle aside. At this hit, his terrible power from the devil was fully revealed. Half of Qin Yan's arm was numb, and he was unable to take his next swords, so he had to shoot back.

Qin Yan has great hatred in his heart. The sword in his hand is also a sharp weapon, which is usually very easy to use, but after all, it is only ordinary iron and can't compete with the evil sword of Ge Xinglie at all. If you had known this, you should have got a magic soldier to play when you went down the mountain, and you wouldn't have fallen into this predicament.

The sword of singing fiercely chased after him like a bone, never leaving his throat three inches. This time, the speed of pursuit is far better than just before, just like a strong wind, crossing dozens of feet in the blink of an eye. Qin Yan fled straight and had no time to adjust his direction, so he was soon forced to the edge of the cliff. Seeing that his next foot was about to step into the air, he finally had time to wave his long sword and point on the tip of the evil sword from above. With this force, his body rose from the ground and rotated quickly in the air. The frost sword also turned into a bright cold shadow driven by such a rapid whirlwind, and quickly split the head of Ge Xinglie.