urban fascination

Chapter 662: Snow falls in succession

When Zhihao was still ascending, suddenly a blood-red saber flashed in front of his eyes, he hastily dodged, and with an extremely fast movement, there was a clear and pleasant sound on the stone wall, gold and stone intersected, interspersed with dullness.

Zhihao no longer has the heart to appreciate such wonderful music, even if he avoided this desperate blow, Zhihao still felt hot in his chest, and the soul-stirring knife, where the knife's energy touched, still had such lethal power, Zhihao secretly Shocked, secretly admired.

Feeling tight in his chest and a fishy taste in his mouth, Zhihao gritted his teeth and swallowed it forcefully.

His body fell rapidly, Zhihao approached the stone wall in mid-air, he climbed up with his ape arm, and hung firmly on the stone wall again.When I looked sideways, the old man in black was also falling, hanging on his body below him, floating with the wind.

It was so dangerous, Zhihao broke out in a cold sweat, if he had just been hit by the old man in black clothes, his head would be decapitated now, a few pieces of corpses were still falling, falling heavily to the ground, blood and flesh flying everywhere, a mess, it was too horrible to look at.

Zhihao adjusted his breath for a moment, then continued to help, the lone pine was right above his head, within reach.

Zhihao stabilized his figure, and the old man in black slowly climbed up, only a few meters away from Zhihao, and looked at each other.

The eyes are still sharp and cold, without hatred or contempt, as calm as strangers, as if they have never met each other, and when they see each other occasionally, they will leave indifferently.Zhihao really doesn't know how to judge his opponent's eyes, are they aloof or indifferent? .

Persistence, the persistence of a killer, from the ground to the cliff, and then from the cliff to the lonely pine, Zhihao knows that if there is no result today, the many grievances and hatreds will never be resolved.

Looking at each other, just looking at each other for a moment, like recharging energy after being extremely exhausted, once a slight adjustment is made, it will be a new round of attacks, and the situation is going downhill like a broken bamboo.

Zhihao looked at the old man in black, his face was as cold as ice, and his heart was as calm as water. At this moment, nothing could disturb Zhihao's mind.On this cliff, the old man in black clothes definitely can't take any advantage. Regardless of the ferocity of the blow just now, as long as Zhihao can dodge it lightly, it won't take long for the old man in black clothes to exhaust himself. At that time, Zhihao will succeed in one blow, win in one fell swoop, and the world will be determined.

Zhihao saw that the complexion of the old man in black was far less moist than before. The bronze color was now slightly purple, which was close to Liu's complexion, obviously a lot of energy had been spent.

Maybe my complexion is not much better than the old man in black clothes, but Zhihao is absolutely confident, his thoughts are slightly concentrated, and his body is gradually filled. On this cliff, Zhihao's replenishment of true energy is definitely much faster than the old man.

The old man in black was still hanging on the stone wall, Zhihao couldn't see that he was going to attack, but he was going to retreat, maybe he was adjusting his breath silently.Anyway, Zhihao has made up his mind that he will not quit even if it takes him three days and three nights.

The old man in Xuanyi suddenly moved, and rushed towards Zhihao, moved, finally moved, another sharp blow.Zhihao had been prepared for a long time, his figure floated away, and he was already hiding aside, the stone wall, sparks splashing everywhere, and the sound of metal and stone intersecting.

This time Zhihao evaded, he floated straight up, and while leaving the stone wall, he clung to the branch of the lone pine with one hand, swung lightly, and was already in the canopy of the tree.

Looking back at the old man in black, he missed a single blow, and the lone pine was stuck to the stone wall, recharging his energy.

Fighting up to now has already consumed a lot, and it is impossible for the two figures to fly back and forth on the cliff like when they first climbed the stone wall, rippling vertically and horizontally.

Zhihao was in the canopy of the tree, I don't know how many times more relaxed than the old man in black clothes hanging on the stone wall, Zhihao was relaxing slightly, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, the pain made Zhihao break out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that he was hit by the old man in black again just now?Obviously he dodged it, or it was because of the saber aura, Zhihao had to secretly admire him, until now, the skill of the old man in Xuanyi is still so strong, and it is still extremely fierce due to the saber aura.

The sharp pain in his chest was higher and higher for a while, Zhihao could only grit his teeth and bear it silently, he must not let the old man in Xuanyi see it, if the opponent sensed Zhihao's injury at this time, he would rush forward desperately, then Zhihao's situation would be very serious. quite dangerous.

Zhihao was expressionless, and the old man in black was also watching. Perhaps a few seconds later, there was another round of attack, jumping straight to the tree crown, and the duel on the lone pine was very special.

Only a few seconds were given to Zhihao, Zhihao concentrated his mind and resisted with his mind.

In fact, it is not a simple thought to resist the pain and oppression in the chest, but with guidance, if the deep wound accumulates, let it disperse, and if the blood vessel is blocked, let it unblock.Zhihao suddenly trembled, burning hot, a kind of burning like fire, burning from his chest, so hot that Zhihao was willing to jump off the treetop, even though he was now on a cliff tens of meters high.

Fire, Zhihao felt the fire burning in his chest, burning hotly, Zhihao vaguely saw that he was instantly swallowed by a ball of flames, the bright red flames were burning, and in the center of the flames was a group of small flames, emerald green The azure blue is sandwiched in the middle, and the azure blue and emerald green merge into a bright and pleasant color, soothing and fluttering in the center of the flames, which is pleasing to the eye.

Zhihao felt a sense of relaxation, or refreshment, and the soreness and fatigue all over his body disappeared instantly.At the same time, his body was expanding rapidly, and Zhihao was surprised to find that he seemed to be a myth standing in the sky and would not fall down, even if he was hit by a knife or an axe, or struck by lightning, he would not be able to hurt him a bit.

Feeling, a kind of miraculous feeling, after being hit by the saber energy of the old man in Xuanyi, I suddenly felt it miraculously in his chest. The aura of the soul is integrated into one body, psychic and brave.

It was scorching hot, hot, and the piece of black jade was hanging on the chest, which was hung by sister Rouyu herself.

Moyu is shining with faint light, green and blue.

The figure of the old man in black clothes has moved, and he went straight to the lonely pine. He only paused for a few seconds, attacked, dodged, and the next thing should be a fight.

Wrong, all wrong.

Zhihao let out a long howl, which floated far away in the cliffs and valleys, like thunder and drums, echoing endlessly, deep and far away.

Zhihao tapped his feet and shot out, heading straight for the old man in Xuanyi.The current action is not to dodge, but to attack, even if he is facing a myth that will never be defeated, Zhihao has no fear!

The sharp weapons intersect, no, it is the impact, the excitement in the dull, the surging in the excitement, the stone is shocked, and the mountain is cracked.

Zhihao's movements didn't stop, once he started to use it, it was like breaking a bamboo, and it was done in one go.Confrontation, the energy burst of resistance followed by an attack, the steel whip turned into a steel knife, the blade sank and swept away.

The thick snow above the lonely pine finally couldn't bear the heavy pressure, let alone the bursting shock, like a blizzard that had accumulated for several years, falling in pieces and piles, instantly, wrapping the two people under the lonely pine In the white and chaotic snow, the two fell.

Whereabouts and whereabouts, but there is a clear difference, the difference is the slightest difference, the difference is worlds.

Zhihao knew that his powerful whip had already swept across the old man in black clothes, no matter how powerful the old man in black clothes was, he would definitely be injured.Maybe the skin is bruised, maybe the tendon is broken, but it is absolutely impossible to not get hurt at all. This kind of whip sweeps past, unscathed, safe and sound, that is a god-level existence, Zhihao has never seen it, nor heard of it .

What's more, Zhihao's whip knocked the old man in black away from the stone wall, several meters away, and almost shot out. It would be unimaginable if the old man in black could still reverberate on the stone wall magic.

The two of them fell with the snow flakes, one was inside and the other was outside, Zhihao was sticking to the stone wall, his hands and feet were in contact with each other, his speed suddenly slowed down.In the vast expanse of whiteness and grayness, Zhihao couldn't see the old man in black clearly, he couldn't see clearly at all, he could only see the falling snow, which had become a whole with the snow in the sky, roaring and flying all over the sky.

Zhihao adjusted his falling speed so that Zhihao could not stay on the cliff.

The old man in Xuanyi is a master that Zhihao has never seen before. There is an unimaginable magic in him. Zhihao is more worried that if the old man in Xuanyi falls to the ground, if his injuries are not enough to kill him, then Liu and Xiaolou will be killed in an instant. put in jeopardy.

If Da Liu and Xiao Lou didn't regain their vitality at this time, it meant that they had no power to fight back. The old man in Xuanyi only needed one blow, and there was no possibility of Da Liu and Xiao Lou surviving.Then he risked his life to save each other, wasting his time, and what made Zhihao unbearable was that he couldn't just watch his brother disappear in front of him.In the past, the sister who had already made her close relatives disappear in front of her eyes, she was helpless, the pain was still there, and she could no longer tolerate such a thing happening.

Zhihao descended rapidly, but when the speed was too fast, he touched the rock wall and adjusted slightly. Zhihao was still falling after tens of meters of cliff.

The falling snow was falling, and the snow was filling the air. Suddenly, Zhihao saw a frightening red light in the gray mist, dark red, and instantly turned blood red, brilliant red, dazzling red.

The soul-destroying knife...