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The Fu brothers jumped on the ax with a tacit understanding, the shadow of the ax was like a mountain, and the shadow of the cone was like a rainbow.

Any one of these two Fu brothers is a top-notch master on his own.Although Xu Ziling had fought against them before, and seemed to be an understatement, he broke their joint blow.But Ba Fenghan knew that it was an extremely mysterious capture, only a monster like Xu Ziling's senses could capture the tacit combination of these two people in an instant, turning the strongest into the weakest, and using their strength to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

But with Yiba Fenghan's current senses, if he doesn't want to be overwhelmed by the opponent's extremely powerful aura, it is already a kind of countermeasure, if he wants to further explore the flaws in the opponent's lightning-like attack, it will be really difficult.

While his mind was spinning, Ba Fenghan swayed a few times quickly and incoherently.

Who is Ba Fenghan?

Is he a person who admits defeat? Although it is impossible to find the opponent's flaws all at once, but with the same mysterious footwork, he can use space and time to create the opponent's flaws.

If you can do it, if you can’t, you have to strive for it.

This is Ba Fenghan.

Fu Yan, who was following behind in fear, immediately suffocated, his eyes shot out an unbelievable look, and his aura and confidence weakened a bit.

Because every sway of Ba Fenghan was aimed at Fu Yan's attack with the weird pecking sword.

What shocked him the most was that Ba Fenghan had subtly shifted his position when Fu Yan's transformation had just occurred, as if he had a foresight, so that his attack lost its greatest threat.This was not the most amazing thing, but what was even more incredible was that Fu Zhen and Fu Yan changed his attack accordingly, and when Ba Fenghan took the lead, he used that mysterious footwork to stagger a little.

So many times, Fu Zhen and Fu Yan had nowhere to focus, just like trying to catch a slippery loach, feeling helpless.

Fu Zhen's Great Mountain Ax must touch the enemy. If he doesn't touch the enemy, he can't wield the strongest attack. Fu Yan's Cone Pecking Sword is just the opposite.He needs to be free and assist when attacking with the Mountain Axe in order to exert the strongest power.But now Ba Fenghan seems to be spinning around in circle after circle, and he still refuses to accept the two of them.

His footwork is wonderful, making changes before the opponent strikes to make the enemy lose focus.

It was the first time that Fu Zhen and Fu Yan met this kind of weird fighting character.

Ba Fenghan's inability to take over Xu Ziling's previous style of attack made him understand a lot that the only way to deal with this kind of tacit cooperation between two people is to defeat the enemy with one blow with strong strength, and to defeat the enemy with skill.

If there is someone from the Demon Sect, they will definitely scream.Because this is the footwork of "Magic Moon Link" in the Yingui sect under Ba Fenghan's feet.It is the most mysterious and weirdest footwork other than the "Dance of the Demon".Although Ba Fenghan's footwork is far inferior to that of the Venerable Demon Pupil in Yin Guizhong, but compared with the reputation of "Moyin", this "Magic Moon Chain" footwork will definitely not be as famous as being elusive. The Moyin is a little bit inferior.

Ba Fenghan's original footwork was quite good, but it was concealed under his usual crazy attacks.

Fu Zhen was so angry that he roared again and again, he raised his ax and chased wildly, but Ba Fenghan narrowly escaped but was safe and sound, and Fu Yan, who had been restraining his opponent all the time, felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.All along, at least half of his abilities are due to the strange changes exhibited by the special () structure of the pecking sword, making it hard to guard against.

But it has never happened before that the opponent can completely grasp the sword path and easily avoid his own restraint before a real fight.

For a while, the Fu Brothers changed from being active to being passive, and they were worried about how to continue, how could they not slow down their offensive.

At this time, Ba Fenghan's sword came out, and the aura that had been lurking in his body rose like a boil.

Chang Shumou and Brother Geng Hu'er, who had nowhere to watch the battle, saw Ba Fenghan's aura and couldn't help shouting in unison: "Blood River Chariot!"

Compared with Ba Fenghan.

Song Shidao, who used to be gentle and polite, was the complete opposite.It was as if they had lost their personalities.Song Shidao had erupted with extremely fierce sword energy from the very beginning. Holding the long sword at his waist, he walked towards Mei Xun with the golden spear step by step.Mei Xun didn't pay much attention to him at first, but when the head of the Nanhai faction saw that each of the footprints on the bluestone slabs on the ground seemed to be carved out, his gloomy face showed a slight surprise, and the corners of his eyes even twitched a little.

Those footprints are exactly equal in distance and depth, as if they were measured with the most accurate ruler and then engraved by a skilled craftsman.

This son of the Heavenly Sword is really not a second-generation ancestor who eats and waits to die.

The golden gun pierces through the sky like a dragon, and the golden light is everywhere like the sky.

Song Shidao didn't retreat but advanced instead of defending and counterattacking. He rushed into the golden light that filled the sky.The whole person gave a tiger roar, and the long sword came out again, but there was no defense at all.

Swords and guns intersected like rain hitting the ground, dense and innumerable sparks splashed all over the sky for a long time.The piercing and violent voice was so sharp that it made people feel chest tight. Amidst the deafening attack sounds around them, it was like a strange blade tearing the air and cutting everyone's patience.

The two seem to have the same stubborn temper, and Mei Xun is gloomy and silent, only attacking and never retreating.

Song Shidao was even more powerful like a mad tiger. He used his long sword to forcibly shake the opponent's golden spear. Not only did he not only attack, but he also marched towards the enemy step by step. Although the steps were difficult, he was still advancing.It wasn't until Song Shidao's long sword could no longer hold on to such a high-hardness attack that it dinged and turned into a residual rainbow flying into the air, and the two stopped attacking.

Mei Xun slid back, his figure trembled slightly, that stable big gun-holding hand unexpectedly burst into a tiger's mouth and bled profusely, he even wanted to stand on the gun.

The blood instantly dyed Mei Xun's body red like blossoming red plum blossoms in winter.

Song Shidao was even worse, he had already become a bloody man, his body was soaked in blood, his body was bloody and bloody, revealing red and white.

He tried his best not to fall down with his willpower, but he still fell down weakly on half his knees. Just when the whole body was about to push down the golden mountain and the jade pillar to take it down, Song Shidao yelled: "I am the son of the Heavenly Sword."

A palm is heavily printed on the ground to support the body and never touch the ground with the knees.Holding the half-cut sword in the other hand, he struggled to pull himself up.

Blood gushes out from the corner of his mouth, and from his clenched jaw, the red teeth ooze, dripping and dripping on the ground.

It is more difficult for Ba Fenghan to fight against the Fu brothers with Song Shidao's strength.Although the Fu Brothers are strong, if you talk about the truth, Hai Xun with the Golden Spear will definitely not be inferior to them.Mei Xun is not just putting on airs, he fully possesses the strength of the head of a faction, but he has been under the shadow of Nanhai Xianweng Chao Gongcuo and has not attracted the attention of the world.

"Come again." Song Shidao roared.He tried his best to stand up straight and raised half of the bloody broken sword, and started to walk towards Mei Xun with the golden spear step by step.

From the very beginning, Song Shidao never took a step back.

The amorous young man over there is dancing.Like a butterfly walking through the flowers, he fought endlessly with Zheng Shiru, a madman from Henan.

Zheng Shiru, a madman from Henan, surprisingly used a barbarian attack, his giant palms pierced the air, opened and closed, there was no trace of the elegance of a literati, on the contrary, he looked like a rambunctious lunatic.Forcing the amorous son Hou Xibai to fly up and down to defend more and attack less, he is at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for Hou Xibai's graceful posture, everyone watching the battle would have thought that he would be the first to lose.

Who was the first person to be thwarted?

Everyone turned their attention to Xu Ziling.

But Xu Ziling told everyone that the real answer is to use his legs.

Xu Ziling's legs merged like a pestle in the back of the heart when Chao Gongcuo, the immortal of the South China Sea, suddenly turned his whole body forward, like a pestle for subjugating demons, and pounded heavily on the head of Chao Gongcuo, who was a bit ecstatic. .

Chao Gongcuo screamed and felt that his headache was about to split.Most of the leg strength I had attacked Xu Ziling before and the palm strength from the blow just now returned to the top of my head.He suddenly felt the strength of his legs and fists and couldn't help screaming.Compared with his inner strength, Xu Ziling's intrusive qi is insignificant, but it sneaks in so stealthily that people don't know it.

When Chao Gongcuo realized that something was wrong, the hot and cold auger first frantically drilled inward, completely ignoring Chao Gongcuo's resistance, and then suddenly opened and split, as if there was a benign life that would automatically attack, they split into two. Each crazily invaded downward along one side of the head.

Chao Gongcuo let out a loud roar, and thrust his hands straight into his temples, accompanied by two springs of blood, forcefully pulled out the two hot and cold spirals, and then gathered a cloud of blue waves to heal the wound on the top of his head.Standing in front of him, Xu Ziling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at him calmly, and even asked softly, "How is it? Is this small dish to your taste?"

Chao Gong's wrong answer was fist.

He used enough energy to be twice as strong as before, turning his whole body into azure blue, turning into a turbulent wave, overwhelming Xu Ziling in it.

Song Shidao's remnant sword madly slashed at Mei Xun who was fiercely biting at Kuanglong Wukong with an angry tiger's head on it.

Swords and guns intersect and sparks fly.

Blood bloomed all over his body like flowers.

After a round of stunned defenseless confrontation, the two separated again.

Mei Xun slid back out again, and he stood on top of the golden gun, panting like a poor man who let a rich man's vicious dog chase him down Jiutiao Street.His blood spread from his hands all the way down the golden gun.

Song Shidao still did not retreat a step.He stabbed the ground with a sword in both hands and supported it with the broken sword.The clothes on his body had been torn into strips by the opponent's gun dragon long ago, and thousands of wounds of different sizes had been pierced into his muscles, and the blood flowed all over the ground, even the soil under his feet and in front of him was wet.But he wasn't down yet.

Song Shidao stared angrily and tried his best to support his heavy body.

His head was shaking and his muscles were twitching.

"I am... the Son of the Heavenly Sword..."

The blood oozed from the clenched teeth and dripped all over the ground.Song Shidao yelled that his body, which was shocking to others, exploded with an aura of invincibility, raised the cracked broken sword on it, and shouted: "Come again."

Every time he took a step, blood soaked the ground under his feet, and the bluestone slab left a footprint soaked in blood.

However, the footprints are still like a chisel measured by a ruler, each of them is equal in size, dark and shallow, and the distance is exactly the same.

"Ahem..." Seeing Song Shidao, the son of the Heavenly Sword, approaching him again, Mei Xun with the Golden Spear not only twitched the corners of his eyes, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he sprayed a stream of blood and coughed heavily.When he stood up straight, Song Shidao came to him again, slowly raised the broken sword with countless cracks, and turned into a mad tiger to attack without hesitation.

This is Song Shidao, the son of Heavenly Sword.