"I hope the Sword Tribe doesn't go back on their words! Let's begin. "
Ling Xiao knew very well that even if he relied on the formation, the chances of him saving Ling Jiaojiao were not high.
Although there was a possibility that both sides would perish in the end, he didn't want that kind of ending.
If there was a simpler and less laborious way to solve this problem, he would of course choose it.
After all, defeating Shahin was much easier than destroying the entire Sword Tribe.
Shahin's cultivation should be on par with An Feitian, much stronger than Jianyou and Jianjia.
Moreover, he believed that Shahin must have some kind of trump card. Otherwise, she would not be so confident in defeating him after he killed Jianyou and Jianjia.
"Ling Xiao, be careful. The Sand Tribe's Sand Witcher is a very terrifying secret technique!
Not only can it greatly increase your defense, but it can also greatly increase your attack. "
Lin Ruoxian suddenly transmitted her voice to Ling Xiao.
She knew things that Ling Xiao did not.
"What's a Sand Witcher?"
Ling Xiao asked curiously.
"It's a bit similar to the Scarlet Demon in Chi Ling 'er's body, but Chi Ling' er only sold her soul to the Scarlet Demon, while the Sand Clan signed a contract with the Sand Witcher King, allowing them to raise the Sand Witchers in their bodies.
In the case of a partial transformation, they can use the Sand Witcher's power to strengthen themselves.
Once the transformation is complete, the powerful Sand Witcher will completely take over the martial artist's body.
At that time, the one fighting with you will not be Shahin, but the Sand Witcher. "
Lin Ruoxian explained.
"No wonder she's so confident. Hmph, but she has something to rely on. Do you think I don't?"
Ling Xiao sneered and said, "Sister Ruoxian, don't worry. She will definitely lose!"
"You're quite confident."
Lin Ruoxian shook her head and smiled bitterly. She realized that she did not understand Ling Xiao at all.
Even under such circumstances, he was still so confident?
Where did Ling Xiao's confidence come from?
Lin Ruoxian really wanted to find out.
"Are you ready?"
Shahin looked coldly at Ling Xiao and asked indifferently.
"I've already said it. Let's begin. There's no need to talk nonsense."
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
He held the heavy sword tightly in his hand. Many cracks had already appeared on the heavy sword.
He had snatched this sword from someone else and had used it for a long time. It was time to change it.
However, defeating Şahin should not be a problem.
Boom!
The violent auras of the two suddenly collided, creating countless vortexes in the void.
Things like aura were supposed to be formless and traceless.
However, when it was cultivated to a certain level, combined with the Battle Intent, it could turn one's aura into a truly terrifying existence with lethal power.
"What a strong fighting spirit! It seems that you are indeed worthy of my full strength!"
The collision of their auras made Şahin realize that this guy was definitely hiding his strength.
He was not at the middle stage of the third level of hell of the Yin Yang Realm as everyone knew.
However, this was even better. Defeating such an enemy was more valuable.
"Desert Coffin, bind!"
A low voice came out of Shahin's mouth, and then his hands began to form seals at an extremely high speed.
This should be one of the secret techniques of the Sand Race.
The difference between Martial Techniques and Secret Techniques was that.
Martial Techniques required the execution of moves.
Secret Techniques required the formation of seals.
At that moment, the earth elements between heaven and earth began to gather from all directions. Under the control of Şahin's powerful Sand Martial Soul, it formed a huge desert coffin!
This coffin gradually solidified, as if it was made out of hard stones.
It felt much more powerful than Jianyou and Jianjia's moves.
Boom!
The huge coffin suddenly fell from the sky, trying to bind Ling Xiao in the coffin.
"Boring trick!"
Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully. He waved the heavy sword in his hand, and a powerful Sword Qi soared into the sky.
The fifth move of the Meteor Sword Technique — Heaven Falls and Earth Rends!
Boom!
The huge coffin was directly pierced and could no longer trap anyone.
Şahin frowned slightly, but she did not panic because of this.
A twisted expression appeared on his ferocious face, and he roared hysterically, "It's useless. The Desert Coffin is not something you can break so easily!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the broken coffin began to repair rapidly.
A large piece of the ground turned into sand, and Şahin borrowed it for her use.
Not only that, a huge evil spirit shadow appeared on the coffin, and wrapped the entire coffin tightly, making the coffin even harder.
"That must be the shadow of the Sand Witcher."
Ling Xiao thought to himself.
It was just a shadow, and it wanted to trap him. Wasn't that ridiculous?
"I've said it before. This kind of boring trick really makes me sleepy!"
"Destroy! Meteor Sword Skill's sixth move — Doomsday!"
This was the sword skill used to kill Jianyou.
Although it was a mid-tier Jade Grade Martial Technique, its power was extremely powerful.
Boom!
This time, the huge coffin was not pierced, but shattered. If Şahin wanted to reform it again, she would have to spend a lot of energy.
"What!
Damned bastard, take this! Blacksun Sandstorm Fist! "
Although Şahin did not think that the Desert Coffin could completely trap Ling Xiao.
But at least it should have some effect.
But the reality made her a little annoyed.
The Desert Coffin did not have any effect, and it was shattered by Ling Xiao.
Furious, she directly used a high-tier Jade Grade Martial Technique.
Ling Xiao had seen the Black Sun Sandstorm Fist on the fifth floor of the Ghost Prison, and it was used by the person called Sha Ying.
When the terrifying fist skill was used, yellow sand filled the sky, covering the sun.
Only a black sun was shining dimly.
With the roar of the wind, the fist fiercely blasted towards Ling Xiao.
"Eastern Purple Qi Sword, One Sword to the West!"
Ling Xiao looked coldly at the shocking fist, and a terrifying purple qi suddenly burst out from his body, soaring into the sky.
Then, a huge purple sword appeared behind him, thrusting towards the terrifying black sandstorm-like fist.
Boom!
A loud sound was heard.
Şahin's Black Sun Sandstorm Fist was much more powerful than Sha Ying's.
Ling Xiao's hasty counterattack was naturally not powerful enough.
His body was forced to retreat a few steps, but this kind of attack was not enough to injure him.
"Die for me!"
Şahin finally got a slight advantage, and naturally wanted to expand this advantage as soon as possible. She absolutely did not want to see Ling Xiao counterattack.
So she took the opportunity to throw another punch.
Her speed was extremely fast, and although it was slower than Ling Xiao's Thousand Mile Wolf Travel, it was much faster than the average martial artist of the same level.
Another Black Sun Sandstorm Fist.
It was as if Ling Xiao could see a gigantic black sun crashing down on him.
The terrifying sandstorm was like a ferocious beast, and it wanted to swallow Ling Xiao.
Faced with this brazen attack, Ling Xiao's lips curled into a cold smile.
The purple qi on his body became more vigorous.
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