At this time, although his face was tired of resisting, the corners of his lips were a shallow smile, his eyes were unusually bright, his silver hair was flying, and the fighting spirit in his heart had finally reached the extreme.Chu Li, who was watching the battle next to him, nodded secretly, the strength of the Burial Nine Desolations is extraordinary, but this Wen Zifan is not a simple one, if you want to kill him here, it is not possible to rely on the Burial of the Nine Desolations, unless it is a monk in the Mahayana period.Gradually, the Nine Desolations were buried, and the offensive that was as fast as the wind and the tide began to slow down.If he said that he was relaxed and free to do what he wanted before, then now he only feels that every sword is as heavy as a thousand catties, like in the mire.or split, or thorn, or point, all of them have to consume several times the original Yuan Force, and it is still increasing!
He soon discovered that the reason for this phenomenon was that the opponent had increased the release of Yuan Force.In the rain of arrows and crossbows and each thunderball, the Yuan Force contained in it is very majestic and heavy, and the thickness of today's Yuan Wei even forced a trembling feeling to rise around his body!
Seeing that the advantage is gradually receding, it is likely to suffer a backlash, and the expression of the Nine Desolations is still calm, without a trace of panic, and there is still a perfect fit between the person and the sword.With a focused expression and doing his best to resist, Wen Zifan looked for flaws in every attack.He was also increasing the output of Yuan Force, and he believed that this situation was short-lived.At this time, although the opponent's offensive is still intensifying, the consumption of yuan power is also huge.In contrast, he just wrapped the sword body with Yuan Force, and the consumption of Yuan Force was much smaller, as long as he survived this thunder storm, it was the time to decide the victory!
But then things didn't develop as he expected, one hour, two hours ......, and three hours later, Wen Zifan's offensive was still strong and powerful, without a trace of decline.However, the arm he held the long sword had begun to tingle faintly when he was constantly resisting the power of the powerful thunder attack, and a trace of sweat oozed from his back.Good boy, nice with a few brushes!
Funeral Nine Desolations applauded in my heart!
Raising his eyes and looking ahead, Wen Zifan's expression on his face was the same as at the beginning, and there was no sign of lack of Yuan Power.If you fight hard with him, if you continue like this, I'm afraid that it will be you who can't hold it first!
The women on the side breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Wen Zifan slowly stabilizing the situation.Chu Li raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Wen Zidan to have such a measure of energy storage, which made Chu Li a little surprised.However, the monk has always said that Wen Zifan is not simple, he is lucky, and he is not simple, and it is not just in luck.Seeing that the vitality could not be consumed by the opponent, the Nine Desolations made a fierce force, and his figure flashed in the air, and several overlapping shadows appeared in an instant.Even though Wen Zifan's strength is extraordinary, his exercises are not bad, and he has also practiced the mental method of "knowing the subtleties and gradually gradually", he can also see his true body, but the two of them are too close to each other, so he will inevitably suffer the loss of this sword!
But when he saw the blade of the red gold sword sweeping by his side with a touch of cold light, it let out a dull low sound, as if it had struck copper and iron.Fu Jiuhuang looked at it, and his unexpected blow only cut the sleeve of the other party's clothes, revealing the silver soft armor inside, leaving a slender two-inch-long hole on the silver armor, and nothing else.It turns out that there is armor to protect it!
The blow missed, although the Burial Nine Desolations secretly exclaimed pity in his heart, but his face was not obvious at all, he took a deep breath, adjusted the disrupted offensive, and changed his body again.This time, Wen Zifan only felt that countless figures flashed in front of him, and his chest, abdomen, back, and many other places were quickly slashed!
The sword light was like a long river rushing and endless, and a sword fell on Wen Zifan's body.Despite the protection of the silver armor, most of them are still injured.The blood slowly soaked out of the clothes, although the wound was not serious, but it was also unbearable, Wen Zifan gritted his teeth, and the release of yuan force was strengthened several times again!
Like a flood of beast-like Yuan Force surging out, a great sense of crisis flashed in the mind of the Nine Desolations, his body retreated wildly, quickly urging the maximum Yuan Force to release spells, resisting this powerful thunder!
The two fierce forces collided violently, and in an instant, the air flow exploded, pushing the two of them out hundreds of feet.Even so, Wen Zifan's wave of thunder power was very strong, and it was still not completely offset, and the remaining part of the power continued to pounce on the Nine Desolations!
The aftermath came like a flood, and the Nine Desolations were firmly subjected to a wave of thunderstorms.He really lived up to his reputation, but his body retreated dozens of feet, and he stubbornly carried the aftermath of the wave.He carried a heavy sword in his hand, laughed out loud, and shouted "Happy!"
”Wen Zifan saw that the shirt on his chest was torn through a big hole, revealing the bronzed texture with metallic luster inside.It is clear that while he is practicing the sword, he also pays great attention to the strength of the physical body.And after this wave of confrontation, Fu Jiuhuang's face was just a little pale, and there was no other major problem, and he couldn't help but feel a little regret in his heart, and the difficulty of the other party also made him feel a headache.And the burial of the Nine Desolations is not this feeling, since he stepped into the Tribulation Period, there are no less than hundreds of strong people who have fought with him, among which there are many strong people who dominate the side, but none of them can catch up with this person's vitality storage measure.Coupled with his ever-changing attack methods, it is inevitably difficult to deal with.If someone else encounters such a difficult opponent, he will feel irritable somewhat.Burial of the Nine Desolations is not, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he is, now it is like taking a strong pill, a wave of pride is surging, the blood in his body flows more happily, and the idea of winning roars and shouts, making his fighting spirit soar."
Big brother, he likes this kind of bloody battle the most, in fact, that female cultivator is not as important as a battle in his heart!"
Fu Wuhua said.Chu Li silently felt sorry for Yin Lin in her heart, compared to a big old man and a careful and thoughtful man, it was no wonder that she would choose the latter."
I remember that a hundred years ago, because of the marriage between the Fu Clan and the Red Demon Sect, didn't they edict the world and distribute the happy post?
At that time, there was no formal Taoist couple, so the teacher was so popular, I think I also valued the two very much, right?
How could such a thing happen today?
”"In fact, they have only met a few times, and the main thing is that the elders are satisfied.And the eldest brother is still a careless person and will not please the nuns.Speaking to her, relying on the name of her eldest brother, she has gained a lot of benefits over the years, whether in the sect or in the outside world.As for what it is today, it can be said that both sides are responsible!
Moreover, when she first decided to marry, it was also her own choice, and no one forced her.Now she didn't say a word, so she left a letter and left.That is, it does not talk about the divorce, nor does it say the withdrawal ceremony,......。
”Fu Wuhua was very dissatisfied in his tone, obviously displeased Yin Lin.