The raindrops kept falling on the ruins of the high-rise buildings, diligently removing the dust that was raised from time to time.
And the guy who made the dust was two figures who were entangled and fighting with each other.
Like Superman, they can easily smash the floor tiles laid on the sidewalk with one kick, and easily knock the waste objects on the street with one punch, causing them to kick up puffs of dust and fly towards each other.
Xingfeng held Yunxia in his hand and kept releasing one sword qi after another to attack the one-armed mad demon, but in the face of the attack of Xingfeng's mixed sword qi, the one-armed mad demon who had already suffered a loss was naturally prepared.
The demonic qi in his left arm turned into a long whip and flew in the air, taking the lead in receiving the first attack of these sword qi in midair.
Then the black mist of his right arm condensed, and a quick fist swung out a series of afterimages, breaking through these sword qi that had become silver and white one by one.
Seeing that the attack of the sword qi could no longer work, Xing Feng immediately looked at him.
The long sword in his right hand was shining with silver light, and a fierce aura of breaking the army and killing the enemy kept overflowing from the sword.
"A Sword Breaks the Light" The Torture Wind Sword Qi came out again, but this time, it was no longer easy to block with two demonic qi.
I saw that the sword qi that was many times bigger was coming, and it was about to drown this one-armed mad demon in an instant.
"Raven Eater" But since the one-armed man has become a madman, his strength will not be as weak as he was at the beginning.
At the cost of no longer being human, what he got was this skyrocketing strength.
With a loud shout, the demonic qi condensed on the left arm of the one-armed mad demon increased dramatically, becoming bigger and bigger.
Then, when his body made a fist movement with his left arm, it was like a pillar of black smoke gushing out, facing the majestic sword qi swung out by the torture wind.
The sword qi is like a huge wave with a blade, and the demonic qi is like a huge black crow.
When the two competed, even the rain curtain in the air was knocked out of a big hole by the impact caused by the collision between the two.
Artificially created a brief period of no rain.
The ground was dusty, and the scrap that was originally in that location didn't know it had flown there When the rain refilled the hole, the scattered dust was slowly crushed by the rain.
Looking at the broken and cracked ground in the center, and the people standing on the opposite side, Both sides bent down in tacit understanding.
And when they moved, they had already turned into two afterimages, one silver and one black.
On the ground, on the street lamps, on the walls on both sides of the road.
The fight between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and the more and more places are affected.
The waste on this street is now unrecognizable, and it is basically either dented by the tremendous force, or the fracture is smooth and cut by a sharp blade.
The one-armed mad demon's left arm, which was full of black demonic energy, kept rushing towards Xingfeng, and Xingfeng kept waving the clouds, slashing away the demonic qi that was rushing towards him one sword after another.
"Let's Die" Seeing that the demonic qi on the opponent's left arm attacked again, the torture wind in mid-air shouted.
Then the silver light in his right hand surged again, and the mighty sword qi rushed straight away.
The distance between the two sides was only a few meters, which was much closer than the previous distance of tens of meters.
And at this distance, the one-armed madman didn't have time to react.
I saw that this vast silver sword qi was like a torrent of fierce waves, and in an instant, it drowned the one-armed mad demon.
So that the opponent can only use the demonic energy of the whole body to envelop himself, in order to resist the damage of this powerful blow.
"A Sword Breaks the Light" The aftermath of the previous sword had not yet disappeared, but the voice of the second sword sounded again.
Take advantage of his illness to kill him The Yunxia Sword was once again filled with silver light, and a strong destructive power was attached to it.
But this time, Xing Feng did not swing out the sword qi, but his body was like a meteor, moving like thunder.
When the aftermath of the previous sword qi subsided, he clenched the long sword and rushed straight down.
"If I can cut off your hand, I can take your life" When Xingfeng's long sword swung towards the other party, the one-armed mad demon had been covered in bruises from the previous sword qi, and he had not yet recovered.
The long sword slashed at the opponent's flank with great force, cutting a huge wound and sending the opponent directly out of the air, crashing into an abandoned bus.
The movement was so loud that it almost overturned the heavy scrap metal.
But there's more to the attack than that.
After smashing the opponent away with a sword, the long sword in Xingfeng's hand slashed directly at the one-armed madman not far away.
I saw that the sword qi that had been accumulated for a long time quickly rushed towards the bus, and in an instant, the complete scrap iron was split in half.
Then it stretched a long distance towards the rear.
"Uh, kill, kill, kill" At the place where the bus broke, a hoarse voice sounded again, and the figure who made the sound was slowly getting up from the ground.
The sound of killing now lost its previous momentum, and on his body, a large area of his original skin color was also revealed.
Now covered in wounds of all sizes, the red of blood had become the new color of his body, and one of the large, striking wounds stretched from his right abdomen to his chest.
The demonic energy on the one-armed man's body kept pouring into this exaggerated wound, speeding up the healing of the injuries here.
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"You've lost."
An indifferent voice sounded in front of the madman, and a long sword glowing with silver light pierced his chest.
Watching the long sword slowly pierce into his body, the one-armed man was completely powerless to stop it.
The demonic qi on his body has become very low, even if he mobilizes the remaining demonic qi to block his chest, he can't condense into the shield before.
Blood poured out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the one-armed man's life flowed away.
His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the long sword drawn by Xing Feng slashed directly through his neck, without mercy or hesitation.
"Ding Ding" A few crisp sounds were very pleasant in the rain, but in the ears of the torture wind, this was not a good sound.
I saw that the clouds in his hands gradually dimmed, and then revealed the source of the sound.
The beautiful sword, which was originally folded like a cloud, is now severely damaged.
Cracks covered the blade, and gaps turned the sharp edges into pits.
Those crisp sounds are the fragments of the sword body falling.
"If I use three swords in a row, this sword may be completely shattered."
In a battle, it was necessary to take a sword to barely defeat the other party, which gave Xing Feng a deeper understanding of the strength of the mad demon.
At the same time, I also understood how strong the power of this demonic qi was.
Put the sword back into its sheath, and then use the internal force in his body to slowly suppress the erupted demonic qi again.
But after suppressing it, Xingfeng found that the scale of this demonic qi had grown several times.
The figure 6 tadpole mark on his left shoulder has also become darker.
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