Chapter Eighteen First Trial
"Dang ~~~" Xinghe Xunhe drew the sword of his own dragon and emperor, resisting the attack of the red shirt boy.
"Very good!" The boy in red shirt clenched the red long sword and pressed down hard.
"You're not bad!" Xinghe waved hard, forcing the red shirt teenager away.
The red-shirted boy retreated a little bit, and was ready to rush forward, splitting dozens of swords at once, and directly attacking Xinghe. He was desperate and looked crazy.
"Dangdang Dangdang ..." The two swords clashed, sparks of thunder sparks. The red shirt boy completely suppressed Xinghe just by brute attack.
"Salad ~~~ Salad ~~~" The black iron chain suddenly flashed, lingering around the galaxy, staggered, and rushed away the red shirt boy.
While the red-shirted boy retreated, Xinghe threw the sword of the Emperor Dragon King directly at him, and rushed towards the red-shirted boy himself.
"Come here!", The boy in the red shirt paused suddenly, and the red long sword waved, then took the speeding sword of the Emperor Dragon, grabbed its hilt, and made several rotations in the air, with full strength, toward Xinghe Throw it out.
"咻 ~~~" The speed of the Dragon King Sword is faster, and Xinghe almost cannot see the trajectory of its movement. He only came forward subconsciously, and the strong wind aroused by the Emperor Dragon King Sword passed close to his cheek.
"噗 ~~~" A narrow gap opened from Xinghe's cheek, and blood splattered. But Xinghe seems to be unaware of this, and the speed of sprinting is still unabated.
The red shirt boy waved the red long sword, the speed was very fast, Huo Huo had a sound, forming a blood-red sword curtain.
"Dang ~~~" Several black iron chains pierced directly and opened the sword of the red shirt boy. Xinghe slammed into the body of the red shirt boy in this gap. He waved a palm and was right in the middle of the red shirt boy. Cheeks and pump them away.
The body of the young boy in the red shirt scratched beautiful marks in the sky, red spots and splashes.
"Abominable ~" The red-shirted boy got up, covering his slightly swollen cheek. If he hadn't used the aura cover at the last minute, his face would have been completely ruined.
"Good guy, I'm going to be real!" The red-shirted boy threw the red long sword with a hint of mystery, "Don't look at me like this, but I'm more accustomed to playing with bare hands-playing with a sword is just watching My brother is upset! "
"Just right!" Xinghe licked the blood that slipped from his cheek. "I just became a star warrior, and I don't know how to use a sword. Look at us who have better melee skills!" The black iron lingering around Xinghe Several chains flickered, disappeared, and disappeared.
The red-shirted boy stood quietly, and Xinghe also stood quietly, staring silently.
Suddenly, both men rushed towards each other with the highest speed.
A faint white gas covered the whole body of the red-shirted boy. He waved his fist directly to Xinghe. The speed was fast, the force was fierce, and even the air made a sharp popping sound.
Xinghe's body looks like a ghost, bowing down, flashing straight punches, exhausting all his strength, and hitting the red-shirted boy's stomach with one punch.
"噗 ~~~" The boy in red shirt vomited blood and flew backwards, but at this instant he kicked Xinghe's head and kicked it.
"Flop ~~~" The two fell heavily to the ground, but quickly bounced off again, rushing towards the other side again-they had hit the real fire.
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"Go to death!" Xinghe punched the red shirt boy with a punch.
"Abominable!" The red-shirted boy almost lifted Xinghe's chin.
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The two were gray-faced, with swollen noses and exhausted faces, almost unable to move.
"You, strong!" The red-shirted boy leaned against the small tree on the side, "but I don't want to lose!" He slowly struggled to get up.
"You are also strong!" Xinghe slowly climbed up. "I have no reason to lose!"
"Just pick up this last attack!" The red-shirted boy's pace was stagnant, and he was somewhat unstable, but his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, like a sleeping volcano, which seemed harmless, but the next time it changed Strong bursts accumulate power.
"This is ..." An inexplicable sense of crisis was born in the heart of Xinghe. He didn't dare to carelessly, the black iron chain appeared suddenly, lingering around his body, his body flickered slightly, and the blur was used.
"It was so easy to find an opponent," the airflow around the red shirt boy was completely disturbed, and even his voice seemed to tremble. "Don't die!"
"Zhantian Lingjue," the red-shirted boy lowered his body, clenched his fists with his hands, and crossed into a weird "ten." The white aura covered by his body was like alive, and he gathered wildly into his hands and concentrated on his fists. Suddenly, his fists shone with dazzling radiance, as if a comet was born!
"One hit-cracked ground ~~~" The red-shirted boy drank loudly, and the turbulent air flow made his plaid flutter like a god of war. He instantly pushed his fists out, and the two light clusters rushed towards Xinghe.
The air flow was completely turbulent, and the sound of each other's sudden wind seemed like a terrible beast roar.
"Salad ~ Salad ~ Salad ..." The black iron chains lingering around the galaxy all walked up, forming a huge iron chain shield in him.
"Boom ~~~" The two light groups hit a huge shield formed by a black iron chain.
"Kaka Kaka ~~~" The black iron chain was overwhelmed, and the huge shield formed was disintegrated and gradually collapsed. But it also consumes a lot of light group energy.
However, the situation is not optimistic!
"Two hits-breaking the sky ~~~" The red shirt boy's voice sounded again-he wants to attack continuously! !! !!
The red-shirted boy turned for a week, and threw out two narrow arcs of light.
"Card, card ~" The huge shield made of black iron chains had almost no room for buffering, and disappeared instantly.
"Come on!" Xinghe didn't evade and faced the attack. His body was almost transparent, reflecting the radiance, and shining a strange luster. "Let me look at the Lingjue, and see how strong I am!"
"Boom ~" The world seemed to dissipate in a glory.
For a moment, the light faded, and Xinghe was half-knelt on the ground. All the black iron chains were dissipated in the huge energy. On his body, bloody mouths stained his clothes with a dazzling charm.
"I lost," Xinghe sighed, he now has no ability to fight again. He would never have to fight again unless he could blur his body and reduce most of the offensive.
"Hehe ~~~ Know, just know!" The young boy in red shirt smiled slightly and looked very indifferent. He moved steadily and turned away. "Today's discussion, I am very happy, remember my name-oh! Goodbye "This is the name of the red-shirted boy himself, who has already recognized the strength of Xinghe.
"Huh? A strange name!" Xinghe chuckled and lay on the ground, not wanting to understand.
He walked steadily, however, bypassing the woods, his figure shook, and a shiver fell to the ground.
"It was you who won ~~~" whispered softly, and passed out.
Not far behind, Feng looked at all this quietly. He stepped forward and said with a little helplessness, "It's really uneasy!"
Feng picked her up and left quickly.
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