Mu Fan retrieved the flying sword and decided to change his strategy.
One person controls six flying swords at the same time, which consumes a lot of divine souls.
If Xiaopeng is now the strength of the Ethereal Realm, the Imperial Six Swords will naturally be easy.
The atrium realm is no better than the ethereal realm, and it must be very difficult for Xiaopeng to suppress his strength and control six flying swords at the same time.
If it weren't for Mu Fan's strength being too strong, Xiaopeng would never have used this trick with the damage of his soul.
He stood in place, motionless, the Imperial Six Swords had already made him unbearable now, and if he was distracted to control his body, I was afraid that Mu Fan would not have to make a move, and he would not be able to stand it himself.
Mu Fan stepped back with his sword, widening the distance between the two sides.
The farther away you are, the more draining Edgeworth becomes.
Just now, he barely dodged the killing moves of six swords, and his injuries were not light.
Mu Fan took the time to take out a healing pill from the storage ring, stuffed it into his mouth, and looked at Xiaopeng calmly.
The two swords beside Xiaopeng fell to the ground, and he decided to control only four flying swords.
I thought that the Imperial Six Swords could kill Mu Fan in one fell swoop just now, but I didn't expect that Mu Fan's strength was even stronger than he expected.
The Six Swords were too draining for him to give up two of them.
Just now, the six swords attacked Mu Fan at the same time, and let him escape, but now there are only four swords left, Mu Fan is prepared again, and it will be even more difficult to kill him.
Mu Fan took the pill, but there was too much blood to flow, and he was still a little unbearable.
"Green Snake, help me."
He cried out in his heart, but there was no response.
The silk threads of the green snake's robe were not moved, and they did not provide him with any help.
If the green snake can't do it, it can only rely on itself.
Mu Fan calmed down and watched Xiaopeng's every move closely.
The true yuan on Xiao Peng's body surged, and the sword moved with it.
His movement speed was much slower, but the flying sword was much faster than when he was six swords.
The sword attacked, and Mu Fan only dodged.
If he can dodge with the speed of his flesh, he will never use the escape technique.
The current war situation is a war of attrition, to see who lasts longer.
If Mu Fan's True Yuan is exhausted, or if the temporarily suppressed injury attacks, the winner will be Xiaopeng.
If Xiaopeng's mind is overconsumed and can't support it, the winner will be Mu Fan.
Xiao Wan stood on the stone steps of the main hall, her face full of worry.
"Master, if Senior Brother is in danger, you must protect him."
Xiao Wan said anxiously.
Geng Liang said: "You should believe him, he can do it." ” Xiao Wan watched the changes on the field, for fear that the young master would make a mistake.
The five flying swords on the field flew over, and Mu Fan's flying swords never left his body for a hundred steps, preventing many flying swords from flying over, and he couldn't call his side to defend in time.
As the scope of the battle expanded, Gu Yukun ordered people to protect the surroundings to prevent the surging sword qi from damaging the surrounding buildings.
The battle was still going on, and Mu Fan's body was getting more and more injured, and he had already used the escape technique six times, and his speed began to slow down.
The side effects of Burning Starlight have not yet been felt, and it won't be long before they erupt.
At that time, the speed of the body and the flying sword will plummet, and it will be necessary to fight back before the side effects erupt.
He began to actively reduce his movement speed, as long as Xiaopeng's flying sword did not cause him heavy damage, he would dodge, but he would pretend that he could not dodge.
The clothes on his body were stained red with blood, and the ground that Mu Fan walked on left a little red, bleak like withered petals.
Both Master and Gu Yukun were here, and he was sure that he would not die.
Xiaopeng suppressed its strength and fought without sparing, which is a rare opportunity.
Mu Fan wanted to know where his limits were, both physically and mentally.
Xiaopeng's situation is also declining, the sword is getting slower and slower, and the movement speed of the body is slowing down faster.
Judging from the appearance, his situation is much better than Mu Fan's.
Except for a piece of flesh that was torn off by Mu Fan on his hand and a few drops of blood coming out of his nose from time to time, the rest of his body was intact.
In fact, his condition is not optimistic, his soul is extremely tired, and he may fall into a coma at any time.
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Everyone stood by the steps of the main hall, looking at the two people fighting for life and death on the field, and they had a lot of feelings.
Regardless of whether Mu Fan wins or loses, it is really commendable that he can be on an equal footing with Xiaopeng at such an age.
With forty-two swords in his body, he insisted on not admitting defeat, and this toughness made everyone look up to him.
Suddenly, Mu Fan stumbled and fell to the ground.
Xiao Peng's three flying swords attacked, and he didn't have time to get up, so he couldn't stop rolling on the ground.
A long "red carpet" was dragged out of the ground, and it was the color of blood.
Xiao Wan was worried about gritting her silver teeth, and she couldn't wait to suffer those sword wounds for Mu Fan.
Xiao Peng saw that Mu Fan was already at the end of his crossbow, and hurriedly sacrificed the fourth sword used to defend by his side.
The flying sword broke through the air and slashed away, and the sword qi fought out of a thirty-zhang ravine, but it did not leave Mu Fan's body turned into two.
Xiao Peng sneered secretly, took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed it behind him.
He expected that Mu Fan might keep his hands behind, but he had a habit of carrying a dagger with him.
This habit has saved him many times, and this time was no exception.
The dagger stabbed at Mu Fan's chest, and Mu Fan was already powerless to resist the sword, and wanted to dodge, he had just used the seventh escape technique to dodge Xiao Peng's sword, and now he couldn't raise his strength at all.
Mu Fan didn't give up, his body sank downward, regardless of the sword that Xiao Peng stabbed over, his head tilted back as hard as he could, and smashed the back of Xiao Peng's head fiercely.
"Smack......
Buzz ......"
"Bang!"
Mu Fan lay down with his body on his back, extremely pale with exhaustion, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he couldn't stop the smile in his heart.
Xiaopeng fell to the ground face down, his face full of disbelief, and he couldn't understand what was going on.
At that time, his soul was seriously depleted, and he vaguely heard Mu Fan chanting words behind him, as if it was "big, big, big, big ......", and then was hit in the back of the head by Mu Fan with a headbutt.
Because of the serious loss of Edgeworth's divine soul, it was detonated by this not-so-rigid head hammer.
Before Xiaopeng could fight back again, his head was stunned and he fell.
Mu Fan raised his hand with great effort, holding the ruyi brick on his neck, and smiled even more.
He tried to get up from the ground, but tried several times without success.
But everyone knows that he won, against an unimaginable opponent.
Seeing this scene, Geng Liang smiled and said, "I'm just fighting for anger." ” Xiao Wan flew to Mu Fan's side, tears streaming down her face.
Thinking about it just now, she didn't even have the heart to cry.
Now that the young master has won, looking at the wounds all over his body, he immediately cried so much that pear blossoms rained.
Mu Fan looked at Xiao Wan and suddenly said sadly: "Xiao ......
Xiaowan, I'......
I......
It's okay. ” At the last two words, he laughed weakly, his face was pale, and his eyes shone with a bright light, a confident light.
Xiao Wan stretched out her hand to help Mu Fan up, and her body was covered with the young master's blood.
"I'll do it."
Wang Yunfang didn't know when she walked into the arena and said to Xiao Wan with a smile.
Xiao Wan shook her head and said, "No need." ” Her tone was resolute, completely devoid of her former gentleness.
Wang Yunfang stroked Mu Fan's hair and said, "He looks so handsome." ” Mu Fan didn't know how to deal with it, so he turned his head and said to Xiao Wan: "Xiao Wan, take me to the master." ”