The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Big Blood Bodhisattva!"

Fan Yao threw his right arm at Xiao Yan and shouted.

Fan Lao knew that his own strength was far from that of Xiao Yan's, so he used his famous fighting skill at the bottom of the box, the low-level fighting skill of the ground level-Big Blood Bodhisattva!

"Whoosh!"

A bloody lightning shot towards Xiao Yan's chest as if it was an obstacle passing through the space.

"Is it only to this extent?"

Xiao Yan murmured in disappointment.

"You... boy, you are too deceitful!"

Fan Yao's keen ears as a Douhuang powerhouse immediately let Fan Yao hear this sentence, and Fan Yao, who was pale, turned red in an instant.

"It's time to end this."

Xiao Yan shook his head indifferently and said.

"Sword come!"

A whisper sounded slowly in the sky.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

A ten-foot long blade of sky-blue sword energy condensed rapidly above Xiao Yan's head, and a heart-pounding wave was continuously emitting from the huge blade.

The sharpness emanating from the blade was Fan Yao, who was a hundred meters away from Xiao Yan. At this moment, he also felt a dull pain on his face, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

"puff!"

A series of slits appeared quietly on Fan Yao's face, as if cut by invisible air blades.

"How, how is it possible? How old is this guy!!"

Fan Tuo stretched out his hand and touched the small cut on his face cut by Qi Jin and lost his voice.

Compared with the huge sword blade that overwhelmed the audience as soon as it appeared, the ground-level fighting skill that Fan Yao just used was so inconspicuous.

"cut!"

Xiao Yan slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed lightly at the bloody lightning bolt in midair.

"Zheng!"

The huge sword blade that had been completely condensed stopped shaking, and slashed down at the blood-colored spear that was about ten feet long in mid-air without any fumes.

"puff!"

As soon as the blood spear came into contact with the azure blade, the body of the spear trembled in less than a second, and immediately exploded in the sky.

The huge blade that had wiped out the sharp spear did not stop at all, and continued to fall towards Fan Yao who was standing there blankly with unabated momentum.

"How could my Great Blood Bodhisattva be destroyed so easily? I used it to defeat a fighting emperor and two fighting kings at the same time."

Fan Lao looked at the bloody spear that disappeared after the fight and said in disbelief.

"Zheng!"

A huge sword blade with a strong sense of severance quietly appeared on top of Fan Lao's head, beheading him.Even if Fan Lao is still ten feet away from the blade, he still has a faint feeling that his head is about to be cut open.

Faced with this life-and-death crisis, Fan Lu suddenly changed color.

ps: The second update~ I've been waiting for a long time~

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But no matter what, Fan Yao is also a Douhuang strongman who has been in the Black Corner Region for so many years. Facing a life-and-death crisis, Fan Lao suddenly bit his tongue and used the sting to wake himself up, even bleeding from the bitten tongue I don't even know.

Fan Lao put his hands in front of his chest and formed the seal quickly like lightning. Under the threat of death, Fan Lao finally broke through his own limit and completed the seal in just [-] seconds.

"Blood-devouring armor!"

Fan Lao yelled violently, as if doing so would give him infinite courage.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

During the endless surge of blood energy, a set of dark red energy armor like solidified blood quickly condensed outside his body, wrapping him completely in it.

"Zheng!"

Just when the blood armor was about to condense, there was a crisp sword sound, and a huge sword blade that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth slashed at Fan Yao's head.

"Squeak!"

A harsh tearing sound as if steel was being pulled across glass suddenly sounded from the center of the battle. This was the confrontation between shield and spear, sword and armor.

"Damn it! Stop it for me!!"

Fan Lao looked at the huge sword body that had been cut into half of the armor in an instant, and his complexion changed wildly. He began to frantically stimulate the blood-colored fighting spirit in his body to continue to generate new armor layers desperately, trying to stop this seemingly never-ending force. Sky blue blade.

"It's useless, don't struggle anymore, my sword won't stop if it can't cut anything."

Xiao Yan shook his head and said seriously.

"Ahh! You forced me to do this, Xu Yi!"