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Chapter 368 The decisive battle at the top of Kowloon (6)
Li Xiaofan just wanted to see what was so special about Sun Yanghao¡¯s divine bloodline formation.
The other party is known as the leader in the magic world in Hong Kong and the top master of Feng Shui. How is it different from ordinary practitioners?
Therefore, facing the heavy bloody sword shadow, Li Xiaofan easily broke through the sword shadow with just one move of his sword, and slashed at Sun Yanghao like lightning.
Sun Yanghao¡¯s eyes narrowed, and he raised the blood knife with both hands high in front of his chest, and he actually wanted to resist.
Bang!
Xuantian Sword struck Sun Yanghao¡¯s bloody knife.
Sun Yanghao was so shocked that he took several steps back. Every step left a deep footprint on the ground, and cracks continued to spread around.
In the end, Sun Yanghao spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was as white as paper, and the hand holding the blood knife was trembling, but the blood in his eyes was even more solemn.
Li Xiaofan walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and the Xuantian Sword was suspended in the air above his head.
And before the blood rain around him touched his body, it was blown away by his invisible energy and could not hurt him at all.
"Sun Yanghao, hurry up and show your special skills, otherwise, you will have no chance."
Sun Yanghao said in a deep voice with blood in his eyes.
"Forget it, let me show you now what a real blood knife is!"
"God of War's Blood Sword Hurricane Slash!"
"After saying this, I saw Sun Yanghao's robes puffing up in the wind, and the energy in his body had reached a peak. There was a blood energy all over his body, as if covered with a layer of blood mist.
Then, with himself as the center, a strong wind blew up on the ground, flying sand and rocks, and the sun and moon were dimmed.
At this moment, Sun Yanghao was like a devil coming in the wind, his robes flapping, as if he were beating war drums, commanding thousands of troops to fight.
Any strong person will be torn to pieces by this storm, and will be trampled to pieces by the iron hooves of the war horse.
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????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Angrily swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!
What¡¯s even more powerful is that there is a red line buried deep in the hurricane.
??Although the red line is tiny and short, it seems to be only one meter long.
But it is like a clever poisonous snake, carrying the overwhelming pressure of the hurricane, destroying everything along the way, and is unstoppable.
Sun Yanghao's voice also came along with the hurricane, as indifferent as an immortal who was in charge of the life and death of mortals.
"Li Xiaofan, three years ago, I used this sword to kill a half-step spiritual warrior across the river."
"So, you don't complain if you die under my attack!"
After using this move, Chu Jiulong's face was full of shock, and he took several steps back before he could withstand the pressure.
Sun Yanghao has been in seclusion for three years and has reached the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment in one fell swoop.
¡°Moreover, this sword was executed face to face, and its power was more than ten times more powerful than the sword across the river.
Chu Jiulong thought to himself that if it were him, he would have done a good job reluctantly taking the knife, and he felt a sense of emotion in his heart.
They are both strong on the Dragon and Tiger list, but I didn¡¯t expect that the gap would be so big.
Originally, he wanted to come to Hong Kong Island this time to have a discussion with Sun Yanghao.
¡°Looking back now, fortunately I didn¡¯t take action rashly.
Those people who had just been forced to retreat from the top of Kowloon have now retreated to the mountainside.
When Qishan, the worshiper next to Wu Hutu, saw this storm, he was shocked.
"That kid actually forced Sun Yanghao to use this move. He is dead!"
Not far away, Mr. Shi, standing behind Chen Qingming, also sighed.
In his opinion, although Li Taixuan was successful as a young man, he passed through all the battles and killed many masters without losing a single victory.
But you may not be able to take this move!
Sun Yanghao has been in seclusion for three years, and he has accumulated a lot of experience. Who dares to attack with all his strength?
Chen Qingming leaned on the back of the chair, with a look of indifference in his eyes, tapping the armrest of the chair rhythmically, and a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
At the foot of the mountain, a large number of people gathered to watch. When the giant storm dragon appeared, there was an exclamation of surprise.
"Look, it's such a big storm dragon!"
"Oh my god, even the rocks were blown up to the sky. It's so scary!"
"Legend has it that this is Sun Yanghao's famous combat skill. With this sword, he killed a half-step god across the river!"
"This is simply a divine method!"
At the top of Kowloon, Li Xiaofan faced the storm dragon coming from the sky with a cold expression. He casually grabbed a ball of wind blades, kneaded it into a storm, and threw it in the air.
As a result, when Sun Yanghao saw the storm formed by Li Xiaofan, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Haha, Li Xiaofan, my storm is the divine dragon that lives high in the nine heavens. How can it be compared to your loach curled up in a small puddle?"
"Oh, really, then we'll see!"
Bang!
The two storms collided instantly, and Li Xiaofan's tiny storm exploded, turning into countless wind blades, cutting vertically and horizontally, as if cutting cloth with a sharp blade.
In just the blink of an eye, this huge storm was dismembered.
Then, Li Xiaofan grabbed the tiny blade in the air, crumpled it into a ball, and swallowed it.
Looking at his calm demeanor, it was as if he had just eaten a rice dumpling.
Sun Yanghao was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes.
"How can this be¡"
At that moment, he lost his spiritual connection with the bloody sword energy.
Li Xiaofan burped, and then he saw bursts of red blood mist begin to emit from the pores all over his body.
Soon, all the blood mist was integrated into his sword energy, and the Xuantian Sword's sword energy became even sharper.
"Now, you also take my sword!"
After saying that, Li Xiaofan opened his mouth and spit out a sword energy.
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The sword energy was like lightning, splitting through the sky, and struck Sun Yanghao in an instant.
A true swordsman is one who condenses the sword into a natal sword energy, incorporates it into the Purple Mansion of Dantian, and polishes it day and night with the natal essence.
But at the very least, the cultivation level must reach the level of innate talent. With Li Xiaofan's current cultivation level, it is still far from that.
What he spat out when he opened his mouth was just a pure Xuantian sword energy, which was not his natal sword energy at all.
But even so, the power of the sword cannot be underestimated at all, and the terrifying sword energy firmly locked onto Sun Yanghao.
Sun Yanghao found that he felt as if he had been nailed to the ground, unable to move.
Finally, he tried his best to break free, but the sword energy was already coming towards him.
Sun Yanghao quickly turned his head and managed to avoid it, but one ear was cut off and blood flowed profusely.
Sun Yanghao gritted his teeth and said nothing. He stretched out his hand and touched the wound quickly to stop the bleeding.
However, Li Xiaofan¡¯s sword energy quickly swung back in the air, like a life-threatening ghost.
Sun Yanghao lowered his head, and the sword energy passed by his scalp, slicing off a bunch of hair.
The original bright head and white beard have now become a mess, and the clean linen robe is also stained with a lot of blood.
Sun Yanghao's eyes were filled with fire, and he wanted to bite his steel teeth into pieces.
"Li Xiaofan, you forced me to do this."
¡°Today I¡¯ll let you see my true skills!¡±
After saying that, he stamped his foot on the ground, and a big footprint was immediately trampled on the rock, with cracks all around.
"Spirit of the God of War, rise!"
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The sticky rain of blood around him was instantly sucked in, turning into a blurry shadow of the God of War behind Sun Yanghao. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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