Chapter 217 Body Swordsmanship Against Strong Enemy

The power of Tianyuan Leopard Ba Tian is too powerful. It can be said to be the strongest one since Xia Shaofeng's engagement. Xia Shaofeng can conclude that this domineering cultivation is still the realm of ancient gods, but for some reason, the power is so powerful that Xia Shaofeng only feels that his cultivation can't be released.

And Xia Shaofeng has now become a legendary savage. He is dressed in a dilapidated coat. His elegant light red hair has already become flat under the action of the rain. The rain drips down his hair. The blood stains on his robe gradually faded under the impact of the rain, and the blood has long been washed away with the rain, but It was the golden spirit sword in Xia Shaofeng's hand. The real fire was still burning, and the heavy gasp was also slowly exhaled. His hand began to tremble gradually. He knew that the Yuanli war in his body had begun, and his face gradually became much whiter. He knew that his strength was only temporary and he could not fight for a long time. For the sake of Duba, but also for myself, for my own Yiren, for myself... This is what Xia Shaofeng couldn't help thinking: "Xueer, Yueer, how are you doing now?"

Xia Shaofeng sighed faintly. For the sake of too many people who cared about him, he knew that he could not die. He once again used his divine thoughts to quench his own blood. With the help of his own blood, the Zhenyuan power urged by Nejidan was helped, and the two rebellious forces were painful again like eating stimulants. After pressing it back, he knew that this was also temporary. If he went on like this, he would dissipate. His natural blood is the thing to fix the soul, so he must fight quickly and not waste it. After appeasing the two restless forces, Xia Shaofeng's face returned to ruddy, but his spirit was not good, and his eyebrows were slightly heavy, as if he were about to close. Yes, there are a lot of photos of returning light.

Looking at the changes of Xia Shaofeng, the experienced Tianyuan Leopard Batian knew that Xia Shaofeng must have used some secret method to improve his strength. This secret method is temporary and absolutely harmful to his body, but how terrible it is to elevate a person who he thinks is in the realm of virtual gods to the realm of ancient gods. If a There is this kind of secret method in the sect, and he has the ambition to dominate, so as long as he trains a large number of disciples in the virtual realm and use the secret method, then... It's terrible, and then there is a flash in his mind. He suddenly thought that if it were these monsters mastered it! He suddenly wanted to push him, but it was his choice. He was afraid that Xia Shaofeng would be accidentally killed by himself, and the secret method was gone. The situation was so bad, so Tianyuanbao's attack speed slowed down. He had to use Tuo to make Xia Shaofeng exhausted, and then...

But when I saw Xia Shaofeng fighting more and more bravely, gradually, Tianyuan Leopard Batian found that the situation was more and more unfavorable to him. Now it was more and more difficult to fight with him, but it was abrupt. I don't know if he noticed the weather or something. Xia Shaofeng hit his left palm. For a while, his claws were opposite, Xia Shaofeng and Tianyuanbao Ba Tian stepped back a few steps, and the rain was still so abundant, which made Xia Shaofeng's pale red hair moist. Xia Shaofeng closed his eyes, and the golden spirit sword in his right hand kept waving. The sharp sword spirit made the raindrops stop. Xia Shaofeng's left hand kept playing Wuyan's handprints. Each handprint was hit on the fixed raindrops, and the handprints became more and more The faster he hit, Xia Shaofeng's body kept turning, and his fingerprints kept beating out. With the guidance of the sword spirit and the cooperation of Wuyan's fingerprints, there were more and more raindrops around Xia Shaofeng. Dimly, an expanded version of the raindrop model of the golden spirit sword appeared in front of him.

And Tianyuan Leopard Batian, after seeing Xia Shaofeng take action, kicked his hind legs, raised his front two claws violently, and then suddenly put them down. The rain under Tianyuan Leopard Batian was splashed by it. After that, Liyuan Leopard Batian roared, and the beast was stimulated by the force, and the raindrops around slowly evaporated into gas. The state slowly shrouded around the Tianyuan leopard, which seemed to be real and illusory, the water vapor was ethereal, and the spirit was dancing.

Tianyuan Leopard Batian seemed to be taking a bath, and the mud on his body was vaporized. As the water vapor became thicker and thicker, the fog in the woods became bigger and bigger, but the fog around Tianyuan Leopard Batian was very thick. Under steam cleaning, Tianyuan Leopard Batian also regained its original power, but the fatigue in his eyes could not be concealed, and the sound of gasp was still so low.

Xia Shaofeng's eyes turned into melancholy and powerlessness. The fixed raindrop sword gradually exuded the depressed atmosphere around. The faint sadness spread away, and only heard the clear sound of Xia Shaofeng's mouth: "Sword understands the remnants." Of course, every word this time is not as weak as the four-day disaster. Every word is so heavy. Everyone who hears it is uncomfortable. Even if the monk with a high mind is here, he will leave tears here.

The breath in the air gradually solidified, and the faint fog was gradually dispersed by the emotions of depression. When the word "sheng" was read out of his mouth, Xia Shaofeng waved the golden spirit sword, and the sword pointed to the sky. With a "bang", the raindrop version of the large golden spirit sword broke and scattered everywhere, and every raindrop was accompanied. With the red sword, every drop of rain touches something, it will make a sound, which is a red syllable. Thousands of red syllables jingle. Every time it rings, the heart of the Tianyuan leopard's beast is a throbbing. The violent breath in the heart of the beast gradually grows in the fetus of the beast, with the red The different pronunciation of syllables, as well as the interaction and differences of syllables, are more and more violent. The power of the beast demon flows out of the fetus, running around, and the appearance of fire is clear. The syllables are still knocking out. With the sound of raindrops next to it, it seems so messy and messy.

Xia Shaofeng waved the golden spirit sword again. The original shape of the sword pointed to the sky, and after Xia Shaofeng waved it, the golden spirit sword came out, and Xia Shaofeng hit the Wuyan handprint again. The endless Wuyan handprint hit the flying golden spirit sword. After Xia Shaofeng finally hit the last handprint, his hands closed. , with a solemn expression, then, the body rotated and flew out horizontally, and then flew with the golden spirit sword. He held the hilt of the golden spirit sword in his right hand and whispered: "The world is splashed."

At this moment, the time seemed to stop. Xia Shaofeng drew a very spiritual gossip with his left hand, and then his left hand gently urged the spiritual gossip to hit it on the hilt of the golden spirit god's sword. Then his body rolled and flew, with an unknown spell in his mouth. His expression was still solemn, but his eyes were more painful, but Flashed away, and the rolling figure finally returned to its original position. Just as he was about to return, Xia Shaofeng drew half a gossip with his feet and shouted "and" in his mouth.

The two halves of the gossips miraculously converged together, and then the gossips turned gently. Finally, Xia Shaofeng's feet touched slightly, and a bigger gossip than the left hand was knocked out. Xia Shaofeng rolled his body again. Finally, after the roll, Xia Shaofeng still stood steadily in mid-air, and his left hand and right hand alternated with each other. He typed strange fingerprints together, and he also read spells in his mouth, constantly holding the fingerprints. Finally, Xia Shaofeng made a gesture with his left and right hands. Only the ring finger of his palms was still stretched out, and the other four fingers were rolled in his hand. Then, the ring finger slowly gathered the strange fingerprints made by his hands. The handprint was called "Van Sword Seal", which is Xia Shaofeng combined the Buddhist scriptures he read as a child and the handprints of enlightenment.

And the energy emitted by the fingerprint slowly converges to Xia Shaofeng's forehead. Finally, the fingerprint became smaller and smaller in the process of Xia Shaofeng's forehead, and finally became a small yellow round energy ball. The energy ball kept emitting yellow light. In an in an air, when When the yellow energy ball reached the red sword seal between Xia Shaofeng's forehead, the sword seal seemed to be alive, and the red sword seal moved smoothly. Then he only heard the corners of Xia Shaofeng's mouth move and gently read: "Fold the sword to wipe the front."

Xia Shaofeng closed his eyes slightly. Finally, he quickly opened his eyes and only heard the word "extreme". The red sword print flew out, and the red sword print reached the center of the spiritual gossip hit by the foot. The eight trigrams hit by the touched feet seemed to be alive. The energy was pushed forward under the push of the gossip, and when it came to the gossip hit by the left hand, he touched the big one behind. The gossip and the little gossip are combined, emitting a red energy light. Then the "s" in the gossip, accompanied by the strength of energy, actually dancing like a wandering dragon, and the wandering dragon-like "s" is now chasing the little gossip played by the left hand. At this time, the picture can be described as "playing dragon play beads". Youlong ate Xiaoba. Gossip.

Then the wandering dragon dances the circle that belongs to the gossip, and the charm of the gossip disk also flows into the circle at the same time with the wandering dragon. At this time, the gossip cannot be called a wandering dragon, but a red energy circle. Finally, it shrinks smaller and smaller, it becomes a compressed version of the red sword seal, and this compressed version of the red sword seal is like a key. , also like a actuator. At this time, the golden spirit sword, which was still paused, suddenly became very big. The golden spirit sword suddenly flashed red, the flame splashed everywhere, and the continuous blessing of the sword made the hot breath dance, and then flew out. Wherever it passed, the fog disappeared, and then continued to fly to Tianyuan Leopard. In fact, Xia Shaofeng completed all this in an instant.

At this time, the corners of Tianyuanbao Batian's mouth are **. Because the color on his face is black, he can't see any change. Because of thousands of syllables, Tianyuanbao Batian's body is constantly shaking, and there are dark sweat drops from his forehead. The corners of his eyes are slightly red, and there is more dark gray dead breath in his eyes. The smooth feather on the black feather gradually fell off. I don't know if it fell off because of the energy struggle in Tianyuan Leopard Batian's body, or for other reasons, it is unknown. The black feathers are flying all over the sky, falling like death, and falling with feathers and raindrops. The scenery is sad, and the sad breath continues...