Chapter 210 Deadlock
The occurrence of this situation made Zhou Di unable to help but fall into a passive position, and had to turn his gaze back to deal with Ji Shen's sword in a hurry.
On the green fire knife, the scorching waves swallowed up the surrounding air, making a sizzling sound. The flames on the blade seemed to have changed color.
Wang Bodang's gun barrel was filled with thunder, and it was slightly unable to suppress the flaming sword.
The moment Dao Gang and Qiang Gang came into contact, it was obvious that Wang Bodang was struggling. Thunder was raging on the tip of the silver-white spear, and the thunder on the gun dimmed, and it seemed that they were all condensed on the tip of the spear.
That was the place where it collided with the Green Fire Sword.
A trace of black energy wrapped around Wang Bodang's spear, covering the tip of the spear in black.
"What a strong evil spirit!"
Uncle Wang's pupils shrank, and he immediately left the battle, putting a greater distance between himself and Lin Fenghuo.
The evil spirit was constantly invading his weapon, covering most of the gun head just by moving forward and retreating. If he doesn't clean it up, I'm afraid this evil spirit will also affect his mind.
Although his thunder technique is not the same as the Five Thunders, it is of the same vein. It is very capable of restraining this evil spirit, but it is also very difficult to remove this evil spirit.
"Why is this evil spirit so difficult to deal with!"
According to Zhou Di, Lin Fenghuo is now controlled by his inner demon, not his original intention. At this time, the opponent is deeply possessed. Without the suppression of Zhou Di's Five Thunders Zhengtian method, Wang Bodang alone cannot match him. .
The black air above the tip of the gun is slowly fading, but the speed is not flattering.
"The evil spirit has deepened again."
Wang Bodang withdrew once again, guiding Lin Fenghuo to retreat from these battles. No more people can be influenced by him. Others don't have the upright tactics of him and Zhou Di.
Once it gets stuck to this thing, I'm afraid it will cause trouble again!
Now Lin Fenghuo was clinging to Wang Bodang like a ribbon around his waist, and Wang Bodang was also stopping and walking, constantly fighting with each other.
On the tip of the spear, the black energy dissipated, and the silver-white spear returned to its original state. Even though Wang Bodang had the spear-intended thunder method, he still couldn't tell whether the black energy that had just enveloped the head of the gun was evil energy or demonic energy.
"Since I can't get into you, let's try the spear!"
A sharp spear suddenly appeared next to Wang Bodang and pointed directly at Lin Fenghuo.
The gun was so fast that he killed Lin Fenghuo in an instant. He showed no mercy and went straight to his eyebrows. This time he would not hold back any longer!
In an instant, the sword flashed, and the green fire sword stood firmly in front of the spear, unable to move forward one step further.
It was because he was unprepared at first and caught Lin Fenghuo off guard, but this time after giving him enough time to react, he easily counterattacked.
Wang Bodang shouted loudly and came out with the gun again.
"Are you worthy of your grandfather Lin Hengshan in this way?"
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When Zhong Lingxi holds the Nanfeng Sword, he can help a little bit, but not much, and can only be involved occasionally.
"Yi Xifeng, I will only be a burden to you."
Suddenly, Zhong Lingxi's words reached Yi Xifeng's ears. The latter's body froze, his hand movements slowed down a bit, and he received a hard slap from Liu Baiyuan on the chest, sending him flying backwards.
Regardless of his injuries, Yi Xifeng, who flew backwards, stood up again and came to Zhong Lingxi's side in a flash. It seemed that Liu Baiyuan's palm did not cause much damage to it.
"Why do you think so much?"
After Bai Jingqing calmed down Zhong Lingxi in a young voice, she turned to look at Liu Baiyuan again.
If you hurt me with a palm, I will strike you with a sword in return!
During the flip, he thrust out the Xizhou Sword and rushed towards Liu Baiyuan with lightning speed. However, the long red sword waved out brilliant sword flowers in his hand, and sword gangs came out from the sword body, and then turned into dozens of flowers. The sword flower is like a Buddha lotus that blooms instantly.
The Xizhou Sword seemed to be about to be unsheathed, and the surrounding wind became biting in an instant.
The tip of the sword points at Liu Baiyuan!
"Ten thousand swords unite!"
The surging sword gang was like a surge, layer by layer, colliding with the palm gang.
The battle storm spread out quickly from under the feet of the two men. At this moment, it was like a strong wind coming, causing the houses on the side to tilt.
"Yi Xifeng!"
In a moment, a figure flew backwards from the storm again, and the Xizhou Sword in his hand almost fell off. On the other hand, Liu Baiyuan on the other side seemed to be fine, and just took a few steps back and stopped.
Even with the blessing of the ancient divine sword, it cannot make up for the gap in realm.
"Good guy, you are worthy of being a warrior in the heroic realm. This old body is quite tough." Yi Xifeng murmured to himself.
However, after the words fell, Liu Baiyuan came to bully him again.
"Suffer death!"
With a low shout, before the afterimage faded away, he was seen ducking to the side of the fair-skinned young man, and then punched out.
The fair young man responded in a hurry. The Xizhou Sword stood in front of him, and a trace of the sword appeared in front of him, blocking the middle of the two of them, resisting the punch.
But the speed of this punch was even faster than the sword in Yi Xifeng's hand!
The force of Liu Baiyuan's fist was so powerful that Yi Xifeng couldn't resist it, and the ground beneath his feet trembled. When the sword dissipated, a red mark was cut between the edges of his fist...
The fair young man stepped back more than ten feet, and a trace of blood fell from the corner of his mouth. Even though he was physically strong, the impact was still too much for him to bear.
"A mere warrior in the Xia Zhi realm is worthy of contending with me." Liu Baiyuan's cultivation surged out, and he put pressure on Yi Xifeng while walking towards him, his face full of lightness.
The loud noise just now caused Yi Xifeng to have a brief tinnitus. At this time, it was difficult to hear what the other party was saying, but judging from the shape of Liu Baiyuan's mouth, what he said was definitely not good.
"This old immortal!"
The fair young man spat, and was about to turn around and distance himself from Liu Baiyuan, when he saw the Xizhou Sword suddenly trembled slightly, a sword cry suddenly sounded from between the two of them, and a jade sword appeared from the sky, Stopped in front of Liu Baiyuan.
Then, a red dress suddenly appeared between the two people, and the tip of the Nanfeng Sword in Zhong Lingxi's hand was pointed directly at the old man's eyebrows. Then, an inner energy burst out, penetrating through the meridians, and flowing along the white jade lotus root arm. Flow into the south wind sword body.
An inexplicable aura then appeared, and wanton swords surrounded him. The wooden beams of the houses were broken and the green tiles were cracked wherever he passed, reflecting the lethality of a great hero. After a few breaths, The sword gang and the sword in his hand came to the top of Zhong Lingxi's head. The sword flower was drawn and pointed at Liu Baiyuan in the distance.
Yi Xifeng was shocked. His battle with Liu Baiyuan had been suppressed by the latter. If he hadn't had the Xizhou Sword by his side, he would have been defeated long ago, but Zhong Lingxi's strength would not have been possible even with the Nanfeng Sword. He could deal with a strong man in the heroic realm.
If Zhong Lingxi was really hurt, he would definitely not be able to forgive himself!
After thinking about it, Yi Xifeng hurriedly swept forward and shouted loudly: "Zhong Lingxi, don't be brave."
(End of chapter)
