Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 37: There is no beauty to kill
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The cyan umbrella slightly attracted Xue Wantao's attention.
The severe pain from the broken palm distracted him.
But Lin Xi didn't pause.
After grabbing the pale blue long sword that was stretched straight in the air by the tough rag, he took out the sword again, instead of using Qingluan's decisive sword-out style, he walked Chen Feirong's swiftly. Sword style.
The cyan umbrella was blown by the wind from his figure and flew over Xue Wantao's head.
His people instantly rushed into Xue Wantao's center line, and the sword light spilled. Xue Wantao lost the opportunity. Even in the heyday, facing this sword that was like a smash into his arms, there was no time to dodge, so he could only take it hard.
Under the light of the light blue sword, the blood vessels in Xue Chengtao's snow-white face looked exceptionally blue. He couldn't figure out why this was because the opponent had been rounded up before, and the opponent's cultivation base was obviously weaker, but from the beginning Up to now, he faced Lin Xi, but he was at a disadvantage everywhere. Especially at this time, he felt that death was approaching, but he was naturally unwilling to die like this.
So he took a half step back, in order to win some, and then his dagger was reversed and stuck to the blade of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand. He wanted to fight against Lin Xi, but wanted to use Lin Xi's long sword. The sword flew out.
At this moment, he can only rely on the speed of reaction and the experience of fighting.
However, Lin Xi seemed to have anticipated his thoughts. Just before the emerald green dagger in his hand and Lin Xi’s long sword crossed, Lin Xi sank abruptly, and his strength and weight were suddenly suppressed. On the long sword in his hand.
With Xue Wantao’s cultivation base, even if Lin Xi used all his strength and the weight of his body, he could shake Lin Xi back, but when the two swords intersected and the flames between the swords were overwhelming, his chest It was a pain.
The stalemate between him and Lin Xi vented.
"Dang!"
The sound between the two swords widened, and the body of the long sword in Lin Xi's hand was bent to an arc, and then straightened again. His figure was nailed to the place like a nail, but Xue Wantao was shaken out by him instead. .
The blue umbrella above my head is still falling.
Xue Wantao felt the wetness in his chest thicker.
At this moment, Xue Wantao shouldn't even look at the green umbrella above his head, but at his chest.
Lin Xi's body leaped forward again, slashed with a sword. The uppers and soles of his cloth shoes under his feet cracked apart because of the force of his ten toes. He felt the muscles all over his body. They were all stretched very tightly, as if they were about to break after another minute, but he had never felt his body so powerful.
He killed the **** Mu Shenyun and avenged the dozen bones and Wang Simin on the island. He was very happy.
He escaped from the encirclement and siege of so many people, went to the Longguang Grottoes, and tasted the flavor of the red mochi that the Taoists used to stew chicken in the old Baiyunguan, he was very happy.
He broke through from the middle-level spirit master to the high-level spirit master, and the tips of his hair can be as windless and automatic as the masters in the world movies he was familiar with before. He is very happy.
He walked out of the mountain and saw that the ordinary woman was full of joy at the orchid he sent, and he was also full of joy.
At this moment, he can fully avenge his being forced to jump off the cliff, and he is also full of joy.
These joys have made every piece of him at this moment the only happiness and strength before, and his state has reached an unprecedented peak.
"Dang!"
Xue Wantao couldn't avoid Lin Xi's direct sword. The short sword in his hand was close to Lin Xi's long sword before he held Lin Xi's long sword.
"Peng!"
The feet of the two also hit almost simultaneously.
A mass of energy exploded between the two of them. Lin Xi shook her body. When she saw that she was unstable, she supported with one hand, flipped out with a nice side-hand somersault, and stood firmly. .
Xue Wantao didn't take a step back, but he lowered his head.
On the bandage on his chest, there was a drop of blood the size of a soy bean that leaked out like dew.
The big cyan umbrella that had already fallen above his and Lin Xi's heads was flying again because of the air current between the two.
Lin Xi had no tricks, her feet stomped on the ground fiercely, and again in an unreasonable posture, she bumped her body, the sword flew into the sword, and fluttered towards Xue Wantao's neck.
Xue Wantao's body, this sword slid over his left shoulder, but before he could use this sword to launch a counterattack first, Lin Xi's entire body had reached his side, and the long sword in his hand had already moved again. Flew to his back.
This is Ankey's knife.
In Lin Xi's state at the moment, this knife also vaguely has An Keyi and is almost incomparable.
Xue Wantao had no time to turn around. When Lin Xi's sword had already cut through his clothes, he backhanded, the emerald green dagger in his hand, abruptly sliding into Lin Xi's blade against his skin.
"Dang!"
The sound of gold and iron is loud again.
Xue Wantao's sword was already so wonderful, but the power of Lin Xi's blow was still like a wave, and it all hit him fiercely.
Xue Wantao's body fluttered forward and let out an extremely stern scream.
A spout of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The bandage on his chest was bleeding ticking, and the bandage on his left hand was bleeding ticking.
Xiao Tieleng couldn't help taking a step forward.
There is no friendship between him and Xue Wantao, but Xue Wantao is a practitioner of Yunqin, so this step is because of his loyalty to the empire and his unbearable heart.
A touch of black appeared before his eyes.
As he took a step forward, Guo Fangying, a black-robed lecturer at Qingluan College, also took a step and stepped in front of him.
Guo Fangying said nothing, but all the officials present were shocked, and no one dared to take another step.
……
Xue Wantao fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, and coughed up blood again.
Only a student of Qingluan for one year... He has such a combat power and so many methods... At this time, he realized that the people on the dragon bed in the imperial city of Lianzhong will notice the identity of Lin Xi. The humble people would force Lin Xi to make a choice.
With each drop of blood flowing out, the strength in his body also gradually lost.
If he picks up Lin Xi's sword again, even if Lin Xi's sword cannot fall on him, his blood will slowly flow away.
However, he still couldn't kill Lin Xi.
A roar like a beast's life came from his throat. He turned the pain of his broken palm and chest into desperate power, and he spouted the spirit power in his dantian at all costs.
A powerful breath sprayed from his body.
The sword glow from the emerald green dagger in his hand is almost the same length as the blade of the dagger itself, and it is indescribably dazzling.
With a "chirp", his sword pierced the air and pierced Lin Xi's throat.
Lin Xi had already rushed, and the Chenguang Longsword continued to move forward, slashing directly at the short sword in Xue Wantao's hand.
Seeing that the two swords will intersect again, but at this moment, Xue Wantao's face showed a cold mocking smile.
"This is what you taught me..."
When he spoke, the emerald green dagger in his hand had already taken off and flew out, shooting at Lin Xi's face.
He broke the palm of his left hand, but he swung it up and aimed at Lin Xi's light blue long sword.
At the same time, his right heel was hammered heavily on the ground.
He is only the middle-level cultivation base of the Great Soul Master. The spirit power cannot gather the vitality of the whole body, and it has been stored in the rune of the sword body for a long time, so the moment the emerald green short sword leaves his hand, the brilliance is dimmed, just the same Arrows.
But when his right heel fell heavily, the upper of his gray boot on his right foot also cracked, but a blue light shot out.
This is a thin blue needle with a small finger length.
This is also his real last move.
Lin Xi's long sword pierced his left hand and severed his palm, and more blood spilled out, making all the officials looking at him paler, but instead he smiled colder and mocked.
I use my own flesh and blood to limit the opponent's weapon movement to win a sharp blow. This is what Lin Xi taught him.
Even a great spirit master of the same rank, it is absolutely impossible to know that he has such a final killer move, and it is absolutely impossible to avoid his real blow.
"Die!"
When he spoke, he finally felt the pleasure that he had never had before facing Lin Xi.
However, at this moment, his body froze, and he let out an unprecedented scream.
Just the moment before.
Just when Lin Xi's long sword pierced his severed palm, Lin Xi's left leg swung out for no reason, like a peeing yellow dog with no sense of beauty.
It is almost impossible for any practitioner to make such movements. When a sword is pierced out, it is difficult for a posture to stand firmly and exert force.
However, it was such an unreasonable and unsatisfactory movement. The emerald green dagger that Xue Wantao took off flew against Lin Xi's cheek, bringing out a faint blood mark on Lin Xi's cheek, cracking from his right foot. The blue light from the opened shoe upper flew from between Lin Xi's legs, and with a "bu", it was nailed into a wooden pillar in the rear hall, and even the needle tail was submerged.
Xue Wantao’s sharp howl is not because of pain, but because of despair, because it is impossible!
Lin Xi's posture is indeed not stable and unable to exert force, but the long sword in his hand still tried his best to hand it forward and rotate it. While the bleeding hole was twisted on Xue Wantao's broken palm, it also pierced again. Xue Wantao's chest was pierced into the wound he had cracked again.
Xue Wantao's right hand also fell and grabbed Lin Xi's sword.
Lin Xi Tikong's left leg also fell, and he exerted force again, the long sword slid in Xue Wantao's hand, and a **** thorn came out from his back.
Lin Xi's body also fell into Xue Wantao's body with the long sword.
"Maybe...you can avoid it?"
Xue Wantao grasped the sword's right hand tightly and released it. He spent the last of his strength on asking this sentence in a daze.
"Because Dean Zhang and I are the same person... I did not avoid it for the first time." Lin Xi rotated the blade, drew the sword, and retreated. At the same time, in Xue Wantao's ear, only two people could listen. Obtained a whisper and said softly.
Xue Wantao fell back on his back.
He just felt shocked and puzzled...because Lin Xi still didn't understand what Lin Xi said.
He just saw that the blue umbrella in the sky was falling. He felt extremely disgusted with this blue umbrella in his heart, but he couldn't even do anything to the umbrella that always covered his head like a shadow. He could only watch the umbrella covering his last sky. The last sight.
Xue Wantao fell heavily to the ground, exhaling one last breath.
The green umbrella fell, Lin Xi caught it, and returned the sword to the umbrella handle.
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