Qi Xuansu drew both swords together and disappeared in a flash.
Almost at the same time, Wan Xiuwu felt a chill on his back and was about to turn around, but it was too late. Qi Xuansu had already arrived behind Wan Xiuwu, leaving a staggered "Y"-shaped wound on his neck and back. Because the two swords were filled with true energy, the wound was still burnt black by flames. trace.
It is the "Dayan Spiritual Sword".
Fortunately, Wan Xiuwu was a martial artist, so wounds like these looked scary, but were not life-threatening.
Qi Xuansu retreated with one attack and was not interested in fighting.
Wan Xiuwu was furious, adjusted his blood energy, and the injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, he swept his body and attacked Qi Xuansu.
But Qi Xuansu did not fight with him head-on. He used the "Dayan Spiritual Sword" to distance himself, and at the same time threw the "flaming knife" in his hand towards Wan Xiuwu. This knife was a hand-off knife, and Qi Xuansu used the "Sword Controlling Technique" to Infused with true energy, although it cannot be controlled like a real flying sword, it is enough to go straight, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Wan Xiuwu raised his arms and took out his sleeves, revealing two thick forearms with bulging veins and an alarming number of veins, as if Wan Xiuwu had been given a pair of arm guards made of twisted metal wires. That's all, there are still acupoints that light up, and the body and spirit appear.
Wan Xiuwu raised his right arm to block the sword, and the sound of metal and stone vibrated loudly, like swords intersecting. It stirred up violent fluctuations of true energy, creating ripples between the two of them.
The "Flame Knife" almost flew back in its original trajectory. While Qi Xuansu reached out to catch the "Flame Knife", he threw the other "Flame Knife" in his hand in the same way.
Wan Xiuwu blocked the knife again with his left arm, but just as another "flaming knife" flew back, the previous "flaming knife" flew past again. Wan Xiuwu had no choice but to use his right arm to resist.
In this way, the two swords were seen coming and going between the two people, in a loop, like playing a magic trick. But only two of them knew the danger. The two knives moved back and forth faster and faster. In the end, the firelight carried by the knives almost became a thread.
The two of them fought more and more anxiously, but Qi Xuansu had no distracting thoughts in his heart. The spiritual platform was clear and his heart was as still as water. He did not think about whether this fierce battle would be won or lost, and who would live and who would die. On the contrary, Wan Xiuwu was forced by Qi Xuansu. Although there was no danger, there were more and more small wounds on his arms. He became more and more angry and impetuous. The two of them were already judging each other based on their state of mind.
Wan Xiuwu suddenly shouted angrily, raised his arms, and relied on his superior cultivation level to Qi Xuansu to knock both swords away, and then raised his legs to sweep towards Qi Xuansu's temples.
Qi Xuansu did not panic, and used the "Sword Controlling Technique" to control the flying swords, making them look like baby swallows returning to the forest. After a spin, they flew towards Qi Xuansu again. At the same time, Qi Xuansu put his left fist upright on the side of his cheek, causing Wan Xiuwu's leg to be unable to perform its full function, but his arm was also directly broken. However, Qi Xuansu didn't seem to notice it, and hit it with his right fist. On Wan Xiuwu's ankle.
It is the move that comes with "Tantai Quanyi".
The two of them separated, Qi Xuansu's left hand drooped softly, and his right hand caught the two "flaming knives" that flew back.
Wan Xiuwu seemed to be unharmed, but the foot injured by Qi Xuansu was lifted with only the tip of his toe touching the ground.
Qi Xuansu breathed gently, regulated his blood and Qi, and used all his strength to restore the broken arm with the magic derived from flesh and blood. After all, it was just a broken arm, not one that was chopped off by Feng Boqi Gen. The two cannot be compared.
The injury on Wan Xiuwu's foot also healed quickly, changing from the tip of the toe to half of the foot on the ground, and finally the heel fell down, intact as before.
This is the case when two warriors fight. They can recover their injuries quickly through flesh and blood, and their skin is rough and thick. It is difficult to quickly determine the winner in a short period of time. Generally, they can only be exhausted until the blood is exhausted, which is the real oil exhaustion. The lamp is dry.
Wan Xiuwu's face became solemn after seeing Qi Xuansu's broken arm quickly recover.
He did not expect that Qi Xuansu was actually a martial artist, possessing supernatural powers derived from flesh and blood, but the true energy on the sword could not be faked.
So is he a martial artist or a Sanren?
But at this time, Wan Xiuwu was not allowed to think too much. No matter whether he was a Sanren or a martial artist, as long as he won, he could always force the question out of him.
The next moment, Wan Xiuwu came so close to Qi Xuansu that he was more than ten feet away. Qi Xuansu stabbed him several times in a row, but there was no trace of the sword light, no breeze, and silence. Even Wan Xiuwu didn't catch the trajectory of Qi Xuansu's sword, so he could only rely on his intuition to punch ten times in a row, guarding it without leakage, and preventing Qi Xuansu's sword from all.
Qi Xuansu and Wan Xiuwu were fighting together. Although Qi Xuansu was at a lower level, he was on the offensive, while Wan Xiuwu was at a higher level, but he was on the defensive. A series of sounds of metal and stone colliding continuously.
Qi Xuansu drew the knife faster and faster, and the "Dayan Spiritual Knife" was fully deployed, forward and backward, left and right, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, constantly leaving small wounds on Wan Xiuwu's body.
Although these wounds are small, they add up to a big thing. As the saying goes, when the soil accumulates into a mountain, the wind and rain stir up, and when the water accumulates into a abyss, a dragon emerges. Even if a martial artist can recover from the injury and heal the wound, it will consume blood. Qi Xuansu can do this. It is seen as consuming Wan Xiuwu's blood.
Of course Wan Xiuwu understood this truth and did not dare to waste it any more. He was vaguely aware of the mystery of Qi Xuansu's double swords. Although these two swords were ever-changing and mysterious, as long as there were moves, there would be flaws. Qi Xuansu's double swords turned smoothly and seemed to have no flaws, but in fact they still had flaws. There are flaws because Qi Xuansu's moves are too strange and he cleverly hides these flaws so that he cannot see them. If this is the case, there is only one way to go, and that is to defeat ten skills with one force and use strength to overcome cleverness.
Wan Xiuwu took a deep breath. Facing Qi Xuansu's double swords, Wan Xiuwu circulated all the blood in his body, emptied his palms out, and used strength to overcome skill, forcing Qi Xuansu to step back, and his clothes shook violently. His feet left two deep marks on the ground.
Qi Xuansu's "Dayan Spiritual Sword" was broken by Wan Xiuwu. As soon as his momentum was lost, Wan Xiuwu took the opportunity to counterattack.
Qi Xuansu could only barely create a slash of sword energy. Wan Xiuwu stretched out his palm to resist the surging sword energy. The sword energy collided with Wan Xiuwu's palm and spattered in all directions, hitting the surrounding ground as if The rain fell on the sand, pricking countless potholes of varying sizes and depths.
After Qi Xuansu's sword energy was blocked by Wan Xiuwu, the "flaming knife" in his hand swiftly slashed towards Wan Xiuwu.
Wan Xiuwu raised his backhand, holding up the "Flame Knife", and then pointed at Qi Xuansu. It seemed to be an understatement, but this finger contained spiral power, enough to drill a bloody hole in Qi Xuansu's body.
Qi Xuansu didn't dare to take the attack forcefully, so he had to avoid it.
Wan Xiuwu punched out, and his originally slightly bent arms straightened instantly. Sounds like the tides of a river sounded from his body. The punches broke through the air, and hundreds of thunder sounds sounded like tides.
Qi Xuansu wielded the sword with all his strength, and the two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, and then separated.
Wan Xiuwu looked down at his hands and saw that they were covered with knife marks, dripping with blood, and even bones could be seen in some places.
Qi Xuansu also lost his true energy, but he did not hesitate at all. With a flick of his body, the "flaming knife" struck Wan Xiuwu's fists again, and the sound of gold and stone was loud.
Qi Xuansu, holding two swords in his hands, raised his feet off the ground and circled Wan Xiuwu exactly once, like a butterfly circling a branch. In the process, he kept firing his swords, showing off what he had learned.
Wan Xiuwu could only defend blindly. The "flaming knife" in Qi Xuansu's hand hit Wan Xiuwu's fists, and violent fluctuations of true energy rippled between the two.
Wan Xiuwu's feet sank deeply into the ground, and the blood in his body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After Qi Xuansu circled for a week, he had already swung dozens of knives in one go. The strength was superimposed one after another. There was no sign of the end of the crossbow. On the contrary, the momentum was rising steadily.
Wan Xiuwu didn't expect Qi Xuansu's offensive to be so fierce. He originally wanted to hold on until Qi Xuansu weakened and then launch a counterattack, but he didn't expect that before Qi Xuansu got all his strength and failed again, he was almost unable to defend, and Qi Xuansu But the knife is coming out faster and faster.
Although Qi Xuansu's realm cultivation is not as good as Wan Xiuwu's, he possesses both true energy and blood energy in his body. The true energy cultivation level is approaching the return to true stage, and the blood energy comes from "Xuanyu". Although the upper limit is equal to the Yuxu stage, the source is not Absolutely, at least Qi Xuansu could recover after being thrown to the point where he had only one breath left. The two combined would be better than Wan Xiuwu. This is why Qi Xuansu dared to challenge Wan Xiuwu head-on.
The "flaming knife" in Qi Xuansu's hand struck him in the head. Wan Xiuwu's arms were locked, and he was knocked backwards and panting.
Although Wan Xiuwu was not seriously injured at this time, his blood and physical strength were severely depleted, and he was much weaker than when they just fought.
Qi Xuansu didn't pursue the victory, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. At this time, the true energy in his body was almost exhausted.
