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That was why Ren Jiuxiao took advantage of the fact that the other party had not formed an encirclement to break them one by one. Just as he was about to follow up with another attack, he heard Ying Feiyang say, "Sharpen the sword and look at the heart", and Xing Fei followed his words.
This move was used at the perfect time to cut off Ren Jiuxiao's path of attack. Ren Jiuxiao originally wanted to take advantage of the opponent's confusion to use a quick move to defeat one of them. Naturally, his move was rushed. Now that he saw Xing Fei waiting for him, he didn't want to rush forward. He stopped his attack and retreated, easily dodging Xing Fei's sword.
At this moment, Ying Feiyang made another shocking move. He turned the sword in his hand around and stabbed his own shoulder blade.
With a "chi" sound, his clothes were cut open, and the edge of the sword pierced into his flesh. Blood splattered everywhere!
Everyone was startled and forgot about the battle. They all looked at Ying Feiyang. Even Ming Ye, who was leaning against a pillar with his back facing the battlefield, turned around.
However, Ying Feiyang frowned and slowly pulled out the sword. His delicate face became a little hideous because of the pain. As the sword was pulled out, blood also flowed out and dyed his clothes dark red. However, Ying Feiyang acted as if he did not feel anything. He turned his wrist and shook off the blood on the sword. The tip of the sword was pointed at Ren Jiuxiao.
"Ren Jiuxiao, you ask me why I'm betting with you? This is my answer! You are betting with your lives, and I will bet with my blood. Every time I give you a pointer, I will stab myself with my sword. Let's see if you will be defeated first, or if my blood will be drained first. Is this enough? "
Ying Feiyang's eyes were as calm as a deep lake, but there was a faint flicker of fire in his pupils, as if his vital fire was burning. He was actually calm and fanatical at the same time. When Ying Feiyang's four companions met his eyes, their hearts trembled, and they looked away as if they were burned by his gaze. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM
Ren Jiuxiao looked at him, but his eyes seemed to be ignited by Ying Feiyang's gaze. Flames also ignited in his eyes, and he actually laughed heartily. "That's how it should be. Only when you fight with your life can I use all my strength to make you lose without any regrets." He raised his sword, and the tip of the sword cut through Zhang Liu, Xing Fei, Miao Miao, and Nan Ba. Finally, it stopped on Ying Feiyang, "Come!"
"Qiongtai Wave Break!" As Ren Jiuxiao's words, Ying Feiyang didn't even blink, Ying Feiyang was stabbed again. Being urged, Miao Miao seemed to wake up from a dream. She raised her Qi and moved her sword. The water vapor around her was dense, condensing into water droplets that attached to the Taiyin Sword. The sword tip turned into a white wave and swept away.
Ren Jiuxiao knew that although this sword move was like a fierce wave, the essence was all in the word "break". As long as the weapons collided, the hidden force on the sword would shatter and scatter in all directions. He didn't take it head-on. Instead, he used the Tai Chi Winding Sword again, using a soft force to change the direction of the long sword. Then, he exerted his force, and the water droplets attached to the Taiyin Sword turned into a rain of arrows, shooting toward Nan Ba.
"Three Thousand Water Strike." Ying Feiyang slashed his left arm, leaving a trace of blood. Nan Ba flew up, not only avoiding the rain of arrows, but also stepping on the water droplets to soar into the air, like a goshawk skimming the water. Ren Jiuxiao originally wanted to dodge, but suddenly felt a cold light in his eyes. He was shocked to see that Xing Fei's sword was already waiting for him on the way back. He immediately stopped, stopped his body, and did an iron bridge backward, barely avoiding Nan Ba's sword. When he got up, he changed direction and rushed to the left.
"Flower-splitting Brushing Willow. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ Net]
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Ying Feiyang made a horizontal stroke in front of his chest. Zhang Liu still didn't know that Ying Feiyang had no power, so he was more puzzled by Ying Feiyang's action than others. But he didn't have time to think about it carefully. He immediately weaved a dense sword net, blocking Ren Jiuxiao's path.
Ren Jiuxiao's figure stagnated, and he was already surrounded by four people. As the saying goes, two fists can't fight against four hands. Once the four people attacked, the situation of the battle immediately changed. Ren Jiuxiao was like a trapped beast trapped in the middle of the four people. Sword styles came from all directions. In desperation, he could only break through the complexity and use the One Stroke Shocking Lightning Sword. For a moment, the sword light was like lightning, and the sound was like thunder, dazzling people's eyes and disturbing their eardrums.
Miao Nan, Zhang Liu, and Xing Fei also performed their duties as if they had practiced before. Nan Ba's power was heavy, and his sword moved horizontally and horizontally. Zhang Liu's was soft and long, and his move of transforming force was used to defend. Miao Miao's water form was unpredictable. Sometimes he swam around the periphery, sometimes he flashed past, and made a shocking attack. Xing Fei was calm and cold. Ren Jiuxiao tried to break through several times, but he was intercepted by him. After fighting for a long time, the four people gradually formed a tacit understanding. The more they fought, the smoother it was. In addition, with Ying Feiyang's guidance from time to time, they gradually suppressed Ren Jiuxiao.
With a "chi la" sound, Miao Miao hit Ren Jiuxiao's sleeve under Zhang Liu's cover. Although there was no blood, the four people were shocked. They only felt that the person in front of them was not unshakable. At this time, they suddenly heard Ren Jiuxiao's cold words, "Not bad, finally something." Ren Jiuxiao waved his hand, and from the row of swords that were stuck on the ground, one of them flew out, through the gap of the sword net and flew into his hand.
Ren Jiuxiao crossed his swords behind him, and with a "ding" sound, he blocked the tip of Nan Ba's sword. He arrogantly said, "One against five is a little difficult, so let's change to two against five." As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Jiuxiao took in Qi and shook off Nan Ba. At the same time, his two swords danced. His right hand was still using the Shocking Lightning Sword, but his left hand was using the Proud Cold Sword Formula.
The Proud Cold Sword Formula was the sword technique that Xie Lingyan was used to. Ying Feiyang had always been familiar with it, but the same sword technique was actually very different in the hands of different people. Xie Lingyan practiced the Ice Feather Chilling Moon Technique internally and used the Proud Cold Sword Formula externally. Wherever the sword passed, there was ice blooming, snow condensing and frost descending. It could be said that she had practiced the word "cold" to the extreme. Ren Jiuxiao, on the other hand, had mastered the essence of the word "proud".
Ren Jiuxiao used the Plum Blossom Fighting in Spring of the Proud Cold Sword Formula. The plum blossom opened five petals, and the snowflakes came out six times. This move was faster than the blink of an eye, but it was extremely changeable. The tip of the sword and the edge of the sword were used together. The tip of the sword was the snow, and the edge of the sword was the plum branch. When the sword came out, it was like a sky full of flying snow mixed with several plum branches, showing its strength in the magnificent wind.
The Shocking Lightning Sword was also a fast sword, but it was concise and sharp. It only had a fierce and fierce force, and it directly attacked the opponent's vital parts like lightning. At this time, the two moves were used at the same time, complementing each other. In an instant, it was like summer lightning and winter snow. In the move, the four seasons alternated, yin and yang were balanced, and the change between real and fake was almost perfect. The sword net fell from the sky, and the sound of the sword hitting was endless. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether the four people trapped Ren Jiuxiao or Ren Jiuxiao trapped the four people. The advantage that they had just regained disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the situation of the battle had taken a turn for the worse, Ying Feiyang stabbed his sword three times in a row and announced his moves as if he were frying beans. "Ninety thousand roc, the river of stars flows, and the willows grow drunk." Nan Ba, Miao Miao, and Zhang Liu were struggling in the sword net. They were dizzy and dizzy. Hearing the advice, they had no time to think. The three swords struck at the gap of the sword net.
But Ren Jiuxiao was using a fast sword, and the opportunity was fleeting. From Ying Feiyang's words to the three people's moves, they were already a moment late. Only Nan Ba and the other two caught the opportunity. Although the sword net was broken, it was not torn.
Ying Feiyang's footsteps were weak, and he almost fell to the ground. Although the self-inflicted wounds were shallow, they accumulated into a pool of blood under his feet. Ying Feiyang only felt that the blood in his brain had flowed out of his body. There was only a blank space left in his mind. His thoughts could no longer keep up with the speed of Ren Jiuxiao's sword. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were more than a thousand catties heavy.
"If I stab a few more times, I'm afraid I'll really die." Ying Feiyang thought, and then he raised the sword in his hand and made another stab. The cold sword tip pierced into the flesh. Ying Feiyang's whole body quivered. With the stimulation brought by the pain, his spirit was refreshed and he said, "Eight Years South Wall Not Ending Willow."
"Eight Years South Wall Not Ending Willow" was one of the few offensive moves in Liu Feng's swordsmanship. Zhang Liu had always been in defense. At this time, he changed from defense to offense. He was inevitably surprised, but his body seemed to completely trust Ying Feiyang and took the lead to make a move. Although the sword move was still light and soft like a willow, the sword intent became heavy, as if lingering thoughts lingered on the tip of the sword. "Now I've really become his marionette." Zhang Liu laughed at himself in his heart. But the sword in his hand stuck to Ren Jiuxiao without hesitation.
Because Ying Feiyang lost too much blood, his eyes were blurry, and he gradually couldn't catch Ren Jiuxiao's sword shadow. If he allowed the opponent to use the fast sword, the speed of his words couldn't be faster than the speed of his sword. He was afraid that before he finished his words, the opportunity would have already passed. That was why he let Zhang Liu change from defense to offense, intending to use the gentle and slow Liu Feng swordsmanship to slow down Ren Jiuxiao's rhythm.
Ren Jiuxiao was about to repair the sword net, and faced the move "Eight Years South Wall Not Ending Willow". As expected, his attack slowed down, but without Zhang Liu who was defending with all her strength, the situation was even more dangerous. On the field, the cold light flashed, and the wind of the sword whistled. There was no retreat, no attack, no defense, and the four people on his side all had new injuries.
Ren Jiuxiao's clothes were also a few more rags. Although he only looked a little embarrassed and not injured, Ren Jiuxiao knew in his heart that he was fighting one against four, and his energy consumption was far above the opponent. At this time, he was close to exhaustion, and the longer he fought, the more disadvantageous it would be.
But the most difficult one was still Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang's body didn't have a piece of good flesh, as if he had just been pulled out of a pool of blood. His face was pale and bloodless, and his pupils were also unfocused. Only when his lips slightly opened to say the name of the move did his eyes shine with a flash of brilliance.
And the injuries he suffered were not only on the body. If he wanted to give advice, he needed to look at the overall situation and do four things at the same time. Kun Dragon swordsmanship, Liu Feng swordsmanship, Ruoshui three thousand swords, Mingxin swordsmanship, Zhenwu demon sword, Taiji winding swordsmanship … Thousands of moves, all mixed up, complicated, all squeezed into his mind. What move Ren Jiuxiao used, who on his side should use what move to deal with it, how the others should cooperate, and what move Ren Jiuxiao would use to counterattack … After calculating layer by layer, the various changes caused had reached an astronomical number. No matter how talented he was, after doing four things at the same time for a long time, he still felt mentally and physically exhausted. His head was swollen and felt like it was splitting. Suddenly, there was a mouthful of blood in his throat, and he actually vomited out a mouthful of blood.
Ying Feiyang was in a daze, but he instinctively felt that he didn't have much blood left. He forcefully swallowed the blood that overflowed into his throat and said again, "Splashing pearls and weeping jade." Suddenly, the earth vein became restless, and the earth shook. Only then did everyone realize that they had fought until the sun was about to set, and the Sharp Sea Sword Trials were about to end!
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