Chapter 414 Fighting for Life
not far away, there was no trace hidden from the side. Seeing the result of this blow, he just shook his head slightly and sighed that Xia Houtian was really lucky, and such a thing happened.
"Kid, you won't have a chance again!" Wuhen said silently in his heart.
Just after a blow, Wuhen has clearly figured out Xia Houtian's strength, which is much inferior to him, so he does not have any worries because of a temporary failure.
If there is no jasper breeze sword to protect the Lord, he will cut his throat without trace; if there is no popular death with a remnant soul, maybe he will end here; if..., maybe...
There are too many possibilities and unknowns in the world of immortal cultivation. It can only be said that God is destined to give Xia Houtian another chance, and perhaps it will be his last chance.
"The way of assassination is to kill a blow. It's really powerful!"
Xiahou Tianshenzhi kept exploring everything around him for a moment. His expression was extremely nervous and excited, and his fighting spirit was getting higher and higher. A pair of bright eyes and eyes kept wandering. It seemed that any wind and grass might attract fierce killing moves.
Obviously, Xiahou Tian just underestimated Wuhen, but became more cautious.
At this moment, everything around seemed to be clearer, and even the weak and inaudible gasps of Huang De and others not far away were still in my ears.
"Why? Why can't I feel the other party, but I know that the other party is here!"
The opposition between perceived fruitlessness and spiritual consciousness made Xia Houtian very annoyed. He knew that he could not go on like this, otherwise this last chance would be the same result.
Xia Houtian's movements can be seen at a natural sight, but Wuhen is not in a hurry. He is very confident in his concealment skills and has never failed. As for just now, he only blames Xia Houtian's good luck, but luck can only be this time!
"Kid, enjoy the last peace. When I want to see the dagger, it's the time for you to end!" Wuhen gently wets his dry lips with his tongue, waiting for the best time to come.
On the other hand, Lu Xian naturally saw the first mistake without trace very clearly. As for luck, he can only say that sometimes, luck is also necessary for immortals.
It is illusory and impossible to figure out, but it really exists and affects everything all the time.
After a blow, the traceless hidden did not come out, which made Lu Xian feel something. In the air, there was a solemn silence.
"Xiahou Tian, I don't know how you will behave as a disciple of Gu Hong. I'll wait and see!" There was no expectation in Lu Xian's heart, and he didn't seem to want Xia Houtian to fall.
Stagnating in the air, Xia Houtian, who kept patrolling around for a moment, had never noticed anything suspicious, and was still empty and silent.
"No matter how clever the art of concealment is, it can't go beyond the scope of Dharma decision. Since it is Dharma decision, there must be fluctuations in aura. How can there be no aura at all? Can you say?"
Suddenly, Xia Houtian scratched several thoughts in his mind, and finally stayed in one of the IQs. The rich expression on his face made the traceless inexplicable not far away.
"Is it impossible for this boy to notice something!" Wu Trace told himself affirmatively that the dagger hidden behind his arm exuded a trace of murder and slowly approached.
Suddenly, he stared closely at Xia Houtian's tracelessness and saw the change of Xia Houtian's eyes. He was not waiting without any hesitation. The dark dagger calmly stroked Xia Houtian's throat like still water to harvest life.
! Bah! Bah! Bah!
After a few breaths, Xia Houtian and Wuhen had dozens of fights. Kankan blocked Wuhen's attack and had no choice but to fly back. This time, he did not continue to hide, but asked bluntly, "Kid, how did you see it? I asked myself, and there was no flaw!"
"Sometimes, the more perfect it is, the more flawed it is!" Xia Houtian smiled, as if he had eaten without trace, and said faintly.
The ambiguous words made Wuqi's calm heart rise again, and what puzzled him was why Xia Houtian was so fearless. Could it be that he had the confidence to win?
Wu Mark suddenly shook his head and left the idea behind. Even if he could not assassinate, his cultivation was more than enough to deal with Xiahou Tian.
"Kid, since the stealth skill is invalid for you, let me send you on the road with this strongest blow!"
Before the voice fell, the traceless figure disappeared in an instant, and then Xia Houtian appeared in all directions, almost at the same time, with different expressions, but a dagger was held in his hand, and the dark dagger emitted a cold light that devoured people. There was only one target, that is, Xia Houtian's throat.
It seems that Wuhen has an extremely strong attachment to cutting his throat, which makes Xia Houtian very puzzled, but the current situation does not allow him to think about anything else.
In the face of the flashing shadows around him, Xia Houtian could not judge that those were false, those were true, and the divine consciousness swept through. It seemed that every figure was the same, and there was no difference.
"In that case, it's only!" Xia Houtian thought calmly.
Make up your mind, the golden light sword echoes from afar, making a sound of shaking, the sound of the sound of the sword, crisp and elegant, making a beautiful melody.
"Break the cloud!"
The sword spirit in the sky is bursting. Wherever it passes, there are bursts of scratches, as if there is a strong momentum between heaven and earth.
A golden giant sword transforms the figure of Xia Houtian and slowly integrates into it. Under the gorgeous starry sky, under the silver light, it sprinkles the light that belongs to them.
"Is this?" Lu Xian suddenly showed his surprised eyes and couldn't help saying to himself.
Under the dazzling golden light, Wuhen seemed to feel a trace of shock, as if he had no place to escape. He was used to the darkness and hated the light very much.
"Go to hell! Blood splashes five steps!"
Wuqi shouted loudly, and countless dark shadows seemed to fuse the only one at this moment. The two dark lights loomed on the side of their arms, waiting for their killing.
Around the traceless body, a stream of black dead gas spreads, turning into dead souls one by one, wrapped around the dagger, making a sad cry, like a dream, true and false!
This is a traceless must-kill blow, integrating his lifelong way of assassination, complete attack, without the slightest defense, the determination to kill.
Quiet! Very quiet! Very quiet!
It seems that there are only traceless figures between heaven and earth. Even the law of time has stopped, and everyone's expressions are fixed at this moment!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
I don't know why, there were bursts of shouting in Huang De's ears, which was despair, self-confidence, loneliness, and a trace of death!
The dark dagger slowly cut to Xia Houtian. It can be imagined that the fragile throat will burst open without trace, splashing bright blood flowers!
Suddenly, a trace of unbelief flashed in Wumu's eyes, and Xia Houtian's figure slowly disappeared in front of him and disappeared!
"Impossible! How can it be!" Wuhen shouted loudly, as if there was only one thought in his heart.
His divine consciousness firmly locked the opportunity of Xia Houtian. It was impossible and absolutely impossible to be killed by Xia Houtian's escape. It turned out to be such a result.
Break! Broken! Broken!
The end of the traceless is exactly the beginning of Xia Houtian. Above the void, a golden splash, as if incarnated in the mighty long dragon, making bursts of dragons.
The magnificent sword spirit is condensed to the extreme, and even the starry sky is inferior.
With three roars, Xia Houtian's "broken cloud" tried, and finally applied it perfectly. The sword spirit condensed to the extreme suddenly broke out. Where there was no trace, it suddenly tore a piece, a radius of ten miles, all shrouded in a piece of sword light.
Although the broken clouds are strong, it is by no means easy to be traceless. The sword spirit is coming, and a half-moon-shaped shield bangs. However, five black balls float around it, one by one emit a burst of black gas, maintaining the operation of the shield.
The scattered sword spirit, as if he had found the target in an instant, and the impact went to the traceless place one after another. The trace was also very clear. With such a large-scale sword spirit, he could not dodge, and fortunately defended on the spot.
Wuhen firmly believes that with Xia Houtian's cultivation, he can't last too long. As long as he avoids this time, he still has a chance!
It seems that as expected, the sword spirit is slowly thinning, and the golden light is gradually no longer so dazzling, as if everything is a harbinger of the end.
At this time, Xia Houtian's figure appeared on the top of his head without trace, and the golden light sword of the sun appeared, like a rising red sun, setting off hot energy.
"Split the ground!"
In Xia Houtian's mouth, two clear voices were gently spit out. In an instant, the sword spirit in the sky melted in an instant, and the golden light sword was gorgeous. It split down and attacked fiercely on the traceless shield.
At the moment of strong pressure, the corners of the traceless mouth overflowed with blood and roared. All the true elements poured into the five black balls, and the black gas instantly permeated it, covering it with a ferocious face!
As a result of the confrontation between the two forces, the earth is broken, and almost every inch of land around the traceless is incomplete. It spreads. Within ten feet, there is no complete place, just like purgatory on earth, destroying everything!
Even so, the black half-moon shield still exists, swallowing blood without trace, laughing wildly and saying, "Kid, come again!"
The traceless injury has never been more serious, as if the meridians all over the body were broken, and it became more crazy.
"Calm down without trace!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Xian immediately preached.
Unfortunately, under the serious injury, the trace of the wronged soul can no longer maintain the purity of his heart. Chen Lun, who is walking step by step, is coming to the end.
Countless people who died under the traceless collection. At this time, they finally found a chance to fight back. A wisp of ghosts invaded the traceless mind and pulled the once dark king into the boundless abyss.
Seeing that Wu Tak is still struggling to support, Xia Houtian decided to work hard and display the third type that is still not perfect - Kaitian!
"Open the sky!"
In the sea of knowledge, the mysterious trace that has been preserved seems to appear again. With the traces of the inexplicable giant axe, the big sun golden light sword slowly moves, as if the whole starry sky is gloomy, the stars retreat, and there is no more starlight!
He lost his mind, and the injury was serious, and Wuhen was no longer able to resist the last blow.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After three loud noises, a blood fog steamed up, and five black beads cracked, turned into countless fragments, and fell to the ground. Under the powerful attack, the traceless body suddenly dissipated.
In the chaos, a black three-inch villain slowly disappeared to Lu Xian's place relying on the protection of black gas. Lu Xian also immediately disappeared on the frame. In a blink of an eye, he was only one step away from the villain and wanted to put it away.
"Humph!"
As soon as Kaitian tried, Xia Houtian turned back and attacked the place where the traceless Yuanying was.
"The younger generation, you dare!"
Lu Xian finally couldn't stand it and took action. In the void, a yellow ring flew out of thin air, hoping to block the attacking sword for a moment, so that Lu Xian could put away the traceless Yuanying!
Unfortunately, the threat of traceless is too big. Xia Houtian knows very well that once traceless and reborn, he will definitely come back for revenge. Even if he is not afraid, his friends and relatives have no power to fight back!
Lu Xian underestimated Xia Houtian's determination, which also created a traceless body.
Xia Houtian bit the tip of his tongue and sprinkled a large mouthful of blood on the big sun's golden sword. The golden sword body seemed to be injected with new vitality. The golden and red colors were intertwined, actually breaking through the blockade of the yellow ring and directly hitting the place of the traceless Yuanying.
"What? Wait a minute!" Lu Xian was shocked and wanted to save something.
Seeing this, Wuhen Yuanying knew his solution. At the moment before the golden light hit, he sighed, "Retribution!"
Boom!
The traceless Yuanying was smashed, and the huge energy swept around. The thick black gas invaded the ground, and everything showed a dead silence.
After the explosion, Lu Xian's broken figure still stood in place, looking at the place of traceless death, leaving tears of regret.
Without a trace of death, Xia Houtian could no longer stand the emptiness of Dantian. Suddenly, he fell from the void. Seeing this, Huang De and others immediately flew up and protected Xia Houtian in it.