Chapter 248

Before, when I injected the flame into the sword, I would rather cut the edge of my hand. In the awakening state, his blood alone is enough to wake up the sealed power of dark Xuan.

Just now, he never thought that he could win the battle head-on. His only purpose was to resist Murong Yan's powerful blow.

Yeah, just stop.

And then, right now, the real killing moves show up.

The speed of extinction can almost surpass the bondage of time. In the frozen moment, only he and his sword can dance together.

With a slight smile and a step, the blade of murongyan's spear flies over the barrel of murongyan's spear, and the lethal edge from the side points to the throat of the opponent.

The cold forest is blooming.

Ping!

In a flash, Ning Yue's eyes suddenly changed, and the waving blade stopped at the dark green streamer in front of Murong Yan's body. Its texture was translucent and slender, and its shape was like another long gun. At the other end of the gun, it came out of the barrel of the big gun in the opponent's hand.

In an instant, the effect of instant death came to an end, and the distance between them was closer. All of a sudden, murongyan was surprised. He didn't think much about it. He changed the spear to sweep, and the huge force of his swing hit ningyue.

Dang!

When the oblique sword is blocked, the strength of Ning Yue is exhausted. Fortunately, Murong Yan's changing move power is not strong. Although he is shaken back, there is no other trauma.

In the heart fluke a sigh at the same time, he suddenly again is a Lin, sword spirit warning voice suddenly rings out in the mind.

"Master, step back!"

Whoa! Whoa!

In a twinkling, two strokes of dark green and slender streamer move in the narrow channel, where the stone chips splash. Among them, a small piece of broken rock whistling from ningyue's face, slightly tingling, leaving a slender scar, blood oozing and sliding.

He had no time to wipe away the blood. His eyes were fixed on the front. His heart was trembling and he could not help sighing about his negligence.

In front of him, on the big gun in murongyan's hand, there are two illusory slender long guns on the barrel, which are turning, long and short, and the angle and position can also change together.

Magic weapon.

At the beginning, in the training ground, Ning Yue had seen Murong Yan transform the big gun directly from his palm. At that time, he already knew that the gun was a magic weapon. In the match just now, I was eager to decide the outcome. I forgot that there was such a variable.

For the strong martial arts practitioners, any spirit weapon can make their combat power go up to a new level, and even overturn the original win or lose. This point, rather more oneself again clear, rely on dark Xuan ancient sword in hand, he already didn't know how many opponents he couldn't defeat.

"It's dangerous..."

With a sigh, murongyan frowned. He didn't control the block just now, but felt that the master was in danger and protected himself. Otherwise, under that sword, he will die or die.

"You're lucky to get your life back. But next time, I'll know what your artifact can do, and I won't miss it again. "

Rather than give murongyan a chance to breathe, he would jump and attack again.

There is a time limit for the awakening of the demon blood. After killing Murong Yan, if he can't start the mechanism, he needs to break the floor below. There's not much time left.

"Well, you don't need to talk about me. Isn't your sword also a magic weapon? Twice. All of a sudden. I almost know what you can do. After all, you are just three levels of spiritual awakening. How long can you maintain your present posture? Can you still wave the sword like that? "

Murong Yan is also a hum, a gun to fight, the fierce gun, two magic long gun together with the stroke of sudden stab, trick tricky. In this not spacious space, there is almost no dead angle of attack.

Ding Ding! Ding Ding Ding——

Ping Pong——

The sword light cracked, and Yu Shi slashed the long sword marks on the stone walls on both sides.

Ningyue retreats in a hurry. In front of Murong Yan, who is able to display his spirit weapon ability, he can't find a flaw at all.

Dong!

The next moment, a magic spear slanted forward a stab, nailed in front of his feet. And the other one even broke away from the big gun and flew out. The strength of the drill was not to be underestimated.

"Damn it."

As soon as the blade of the sword was picked, Ning Yuege opened the long flying gun, but he was not as wary of the other one in front of him. He broke the floor to pick another stroke. In his hasty retreat, his left leg was cut, and the split trouser leg suddenly turned red.

"Eh!"

He immediately snorted with pain. The shot almost hurt his leg bone. Even if the pain of blood awakening was relieved, it was also very uncomfortable. Therefore, when he stepped back, he almost slipped and had to press his left hand to support the side wall.

At the same time, murongyan's real big gun attack, volleying, down the thunderbolt.

There is no other choice, rather more a roar, dark Xuan sword twist back to defend, with the strength of a single hand horizontal in front of the body.

Dang!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the smoke was blowing, and the chopping gun finally stopped. Under the tip of the gun, Ning Yue knelt down on one knee, and his feet were more than half an inch into the cracked floor. The sword's right hand also sank down, and the left palm pulled back against the back of the sword's tip, which reluctantly blocked the powerful blow.

Tick. Tick.

The bright red blood is dripping. Ningyue's right wrist has been thoroughly stained by several scarlet lines. On the sleeve of the right hand, a crack appears quietly, and the chill still exists.

As soon as the tip of the gun was handed, murongyan directly touched the center of ningyue's chest. His eyes were raised, but he looked behind him. He disdained to hum and said angrily, "who asked you to intervene!"

I saw behind ningyue, I don't know when there was a figure, a woman's figure, dressed in snow-white clothes, almost as white hands, was slowly putting a straight knife into the waist sheath.

"You're wasting too much time. The host is impatient and has to call me."

Ding——

Dark Xuan fell to the ground, Ning Yue's face twisted and his right arm trembled violently. In the split sleeve, a long knife mark is shocking. Inexplicable chill into the meridians, against the blood flow upwelling, even his chest are frozen half.

There is still a little time left to wake up. If it is not for the sneak attack, even if it is a disadvantage for him to block Murong yanxionghun's shot, it is not a loss of all opportunities. But just now that knife, not only cut his arm, but also cut off the last hope.

The woman behind him is more terrible than murongyan's strength.

"So this boy, is he going to die or live?"

Murong Yan glanced at ningyue, who had lost the ability to resist. In his eyes, there was still a trace of unwillingness. It's second that he can't really defeat his opponent. He takes a person with worse cultivation level with the strength of the two. For him, such a victory is the biggest shame on his self-esteem.

"Alive, of course. Otherwise, I just directly buried his life. Why wait for you to ask? "

Having said that, the woman turned and stepped out, and walked towards the depth of the passage.

Not far away, just in front of murongyan's original plan to deal with ningyue's trap, the floor suddenly sank, and a ladder to the next level appeared in the split gap.

"If someone dies on the way here, it's not easy to explain when they pass by."

"There's no need for you to talk about that."

Murong Yan coldly a hum, pulled away to resist rather more chest of big gun, he also can see, at the moment of the other party can't fight back. Then he bent over and picked up the dark Xuan ancient sword.

I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion of the essence and blood absorbed before, or if I left ningyue's hand, the red light on the dark Xuan blade faded, and the mottled rust reappeared.

"What a strange sword. However, since it can give you the power to fight against me, that is to say, as a spirit weapon, this sword is definitely of high level. "

Smell speech, rather colder voice return a way: "reluctantly fight with you?"? If it wasn't the woman who attacked me just now, the outcome would be uncertain. What's more, don't you also use a magic weapon? "

"It's a little pity that I didn't really win you. However, I will meet more and stronger opponents in the future. It won't be long before you, who impressed me a little tonight, fade from my memory. "

After that, murongyan thrust the sword and put it back into the scabbard of ningyue. After that, he reached out and lifted the half kneeling opponent to make him stand again.

Just now the impact of the remaining potential is still in, Ning Yue suddenly stood up, legs trembled, a time almost fell down again.

With one hand against his body, murongyan hummed again and said, "it's like this, and it's hard to talk. However, I think you can only show off in your mouth. Let's go. I'd like to see what's ahead of you. "

On the next floor, in the depth of the secret Road, the woman in white suddenly stops and instinctively reaches for the handle of the knife. Before she could get out of the sheath, she shook her head and sighed, releasing her fingers.

Side branch road, a petite figure stepped out from the dark.

"Sister Shuangchen, will you let him go?"

It's Zhili!

The woman shook her head and said, "Zhili, you know the rules set by the master. We are not qualified to resist his orders. Before your nonsense, and just now, look at the previous friendship, I can regard as nothing happened. Including, you released that Jishou in private. Come back with me, you should understand that you can't win me. "

There was a faint chill in her eyes, but what Zhili looked at was not the woman in white, but the figure coming down the steps behind her.

"But it's easier for me to win him. Frost dust elder sister, you go back to reply a life first, regard as what all didn't see good. I haven't asked you anything in all these years. Only this one is expected to be completed. "

Voice implementation, Zhili small hand ten fingers a grip, jump up.

Zheng——

When the knife came out of its sheath, it was only the woman's fingers that showed a sharp edge.

Whoa! A line of invisible chill across the void, blocking in front of Zhili. On the side wall, a small hole can be formed. Zhi Li stares at a wisp of hair falling slowly in front of her eyes. It's a touch on her forehead. The woman moved her finger, straight knife to scabbard, with a clear sound, she spoke again, said: "back, don't ask me to move the real case." His shoulders trembled. Zhi Li's small hand was not willing to let go and nodded gently“ Well, I'll go with you to see the master and beg him face to face! "