Seeing the panicked appearance of the old man, a smile rose at the corner of Shen Haoxuan's mouth, devouring vitality, this is the ability of Mu Ling Qingxuan, Shen Haoxuan is also able to bless this power in his infinite sword system after refining Mu Ling Qingxuan, this kind of sudden attack will definitely have an unexpected effect.
"You can dodge one sword, but what about another?"
Shen Haoxuan sneered, and a purple-black vortex appeared behind him again, and the next moment, the two sword lights lit up and attacked towards the old eight.
Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, the blood light flashed in his hand, and a heavy hammer appeared in his hand out of thin air, he also knew that the purple-black sword light was problematic and could not be touched, so he chose to use a weapon to meet it at the moment!
"Bell ......"
The sound of two steel resonances sounded, Shen Haoxuan's two purple-black sword lights were easily shocked into nothingness by the heavy hammer in Lao Ba's hand, the heavy hammer in his hand is the best spiritual weapon, Shen Haoxuan's sword light attack power is not strong, but the aura carried on it is a little weird, Lao Ba uses a heavy hammer to meet Shen Haoxuan's infinite sword system, it is the best choice!
Seeing that his two sword lights were easily shattered, Shen Haoxuan's face was expressionless, and the purple-black vortex behind him separated again, from two to four, four to eight, and eight to sixteen, in the blink of an eye, the space behind Shen Haoxuan was filled with the purple-black vortex, and a purple-black long sword with a handle that shimmered with cold light slowly emerged from the vortex.
"What kind of martial art is this, it's so cool!"
Seeing the long sword that kept flashing with cold light behind Shen Haoxuan, everyone in the audience couldn't help but shout.
"Cut, what's the use of being cool, there is no attack power at all, that old eight swings a heavy hammer, these sword lights can't reach the corners of Lao Ba's clothes at all, that cold front is just wasting the spiritual power in the body!"
Some martial artists sneered at Shen Haoxuan.
Hearing the words of the martial artist, the people around him also nodded, the most important essence in the battle is to cause the maximum damage at the minimum cost, not to show those flashy martial arts, to Shen Haoxuan's large-scale martial arts, the consumption of spiritual power is definitely a lot, this is a big taboo in battle!
Shen Haoxuan's gaze faintly stared at the old eight not far away, there was no expression on his face, but the spiritual power consumed by the infinite sword system was terrifying, which was why Shen Haoxuan did not use it often, but since refining the Wood Spirit Qingxuan, Shen Haoxuan's recovery power has increased exponentially, and the spiritual power consumed by the Infinite Sword System is not as fast as the spiritual power recovered by the Wood Spirit Qingxuan, and this consumption is not worth mentioning at all in Shen Haoxuan's opinion.
The corners of Shen Haoxuan's mouth suddenly rose, and immediately, the countless purple-black vortices behind him burst out with a brilliant light, and countless long swords carrying purple-black streamers burst towards the old eight, just like rain.
Looking at the countless sword lights that attacked, Lao Ba roared angrily, the heavy hammer in his hand was wielded impermeable, and all the purple-black sword light that touched the heavy hammer was directly shattered, and the countless sword lights couldn't even get close to that old ba.
"Is that all you have to do?
Hmph, I didn't eat this morning, it's not enough to tickle me!
The old man waved the hammer in his hand and said with a laugh, the mockery in his tone was not disguised at all.
However, Shen Haoxuan's ridicule of the old eight did not waver in the slightest, the pitch-black vortex behind him continued to flicker, and a purple-black sword light with a handle continued to sweep out, attacking the old eight.
"This Leng Feng is an idiot, he knows that his attack won't work, why waste spiritual power?"
"Fight Xiaobai, I don't even know this bit of common sense, and I dare to challenge the golden warrior, isn't this asking for trouble?"
"Alas, I thought it was another genius, but it turned out to be a stupid talent!"
Looking at Shen Haoxuan, who didn't stop in the slightest, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
"Hmph, it's really just an arrogant kid, and he wants to defeat me with this offensive martial art, it's really a fool's dream, just go ahead and see how long you can last!"
Seeing that Shen Haoxuan had no intention of stopping, the eighth old man said with a sneer in his heart.
Shen Haoxuan didn't care about everyone's cynicism at all, he looked at the old eight who kept wielding the heavy hammer, a trace of an inexplicable smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and several purple-black vortices behind him slowly turned earthy yellow, and two earthy yellow sword lights flew towards the eighth child between the rest of the purple-black sword lights.
"Huh?"
The sword light hit the heavy hammer, and the old man suddenly felt that the weight of the heavy hammer in his hand suddenly increased, making him feel a little unable to hold it, but this feeling was only fleeting, and he didn't realize anything.
After a while, that feeling came again, but this time it was still fleeting, which made the old eight a little confused.
"Delusion?"
Lao Ba frowned slightly, and before he could react, the weight of the hammer in his hand increased again, and this time, it almost made him throw the hammer out of his hand.
"This ......"
Lao Ba looked up, I don't know when the purple-black sword light that attacked him turned into earthy yellow, every time the earthy yellow long sword hit his heavy hammer, his heavy hammer would suddenly increase, so that he couldn't hold it, which shocked the old eight's heart.
"Bell bell bell ......"
A steel symphony sounded, the sword light intersected with the heavy hammer, bright sparks splashed everywhere, at this time the forehead of the old eight was full of sweat, and the heavy hammer in his hand had become as heavy as a mountain, so that he couldn't hold it at all, and the speed of swinging became slow.
At this time, the earthy yellow long sword in the sky suddenly changed color, turning into a pitch-black flame long sword, the speed of the jet-black flame long sword was extremely terrifying, everyone couldn't even see the trajectory of the flame long sword, they could only feel a scorching breath flying in front of their eyes, and then they heard the old eight screams for a while!
After a while, the sword light in the sky dissipated, Shen Haoxuan still stood in place with an indifferent face, without the slightest look of exhaustion on his face, as if nothing had happened just now, not far away, the old man was already lying on the ground, with a pitch-black flame on his body, no matter how he struggled, there was no way to extinguish it, the pitch-black flame, even the spiritual power could burn.
Shen Haoxuan looked at the struggling old eight, the corners of his mouth raised a hint of satisfaction, the infinite sword system plus the perfect control of the three heaven and earth spirits, he finally did it, first used the wood spirit Qingxuan's ability to devour life to let him take out the weapon, and then used the earth spirit Xuanming's ability to change gravity to make the weapon in his hand as heavy as Mount Tai, and finally used the explosive power of the fire spirit obsidian and the terrifying flame to give the final blow, the ability of the three heaven and earth spirits was used perfectly, Shen Haoxuan turned the entire battle into his own performance, making the battle an art!