861 The first game to win
"call!"
The howling wind blew up.
That was what happened in a moment when even consciousness could not catch up.
Just as there was no need to say more, the two figures at the same time, at a standstill in a short moment, turned into Mercedes-Benz bullets, and rushed towards the other party.
"Zheng..."
Pure white streaming light flowed up on the pure white lightsaber.
"Pu"
The ancient sword seemed to appear out of thin air and fell into the palm of a petite palm.
Fangli and Fan Xinglu cut through the air on the top of the mountain above the clouds.
A magic eye flashed.
A full of joy.
Immediately, a blow that seemed like an aurora was released in the hands of both of them at the same time.
"laugh!"
It's like a bullet passing through the air.
That was the movement caused by the sword tip and the sword tip flashing through the space.
Whether it was the pure white lightsaber or the ancient sword, they all turned into a sword shadow in an instant, stabbing towards the other party at an astonishing speed.
"bite!"
Amid the crisp sound of the attack, the sword tip and the sword tip collided incredibly, arousing the shining sparks.
What a precise and tacit understanding that it can make it happen.
However, such a thing happened to this pair of masters and apprentices, is not so incredible.
At least, compared to what happened later, this is just the degree of greeting.
"Shit and shit!"
With the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the two sides were like a complete consensus, and at a speed that even the afterimage could not catch up, they released a flash-like stabbing crazily.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"
The crisp attack sounded continuously, proving that the sword tip and the sword tip collided wildly, and played like a symphony in the bursting sparks and disappearing afterimages, forming a beautiful music.
Unfortunately, in this beautiful music, the murderous intent hidden is enough to freeze people's hearts.
"Shit and shit!"
In the sound of breaking through the air, both sides in the battle were releasing high-speed stabbing, turning the tip of the sword into a rain, and covering the other party without mercy.
Then every blow is deadly enough.
"Throat".
"heart".
"Chest".
"abdomen".
"Brows".
It was like putting the other party to death, and the high-speed stabbing like rain was always aiming at the vital points of these human bodies, causing fatal moves.
So, that is a direct strike that can pull people into hell.
However, such an attack unexpectedly put the battle into an incredible situation.
That's right, right?
Since the aiming position is the same, as long as these fatal stings are accurate, there is no deviation at all, and they are galloping in the air at the same speed, the result will naturally be that they will collide with each other halfway.
However, even so, it is still extremely incredible.
Because, even if the targets of the attack are consistent and the speed of the attack is consistent, it is too unbelievable if each attack collides with each other.
People are fragile.
If you list the key points on your body carefully, you may not even count your hands.
In this case, if you aim at the key points and attack, there will definitely be no fewer items to choose from.
However, the two sides in the fierce battle kept allowing each other's attacks to collide with each other and resist each other. It would be absolutely impossible to do so without reading the other's thoughts and attack trajectory in an instant.
Therefore, this is a fierce battle that can be considered as dangerous as both an expert and an outsider.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"
The crisp sound of intercourse that came into your ears became more and more intense.
The sword tips that pierced each other continued in the bursting Mars and sword shadows, and even the rhythm was obviously getting faster.
So, the heavy rain turned into a heavy rain, and the heavy rain turned into a storm, causing the thorny sword tips to gallop continuously, leaving faint traces in the space.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
During such a fierce battle, Fan Xinglu still laughed happily, with joy and madness in her laughter.
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Compared with Fan Xinglu, Fang Li's expression was so calm from beginning to end, and the ice-blue demon eyes seemed to emit cold air, bringing a sensation that hurts the skin.
Here, the amazing high-speed stabbing stopped inexplicably.
However, the time of stopping cannot be even worthy of a moment.
In the sword and sabre shadows that had not yet disappeared, the fierce battles both sides simultaneously used a fierce attack.
"laugh!"
In the same sound of breaking through the air, the pure white lightsaber and the ancient sword turned into a halo at the same time, like a moon arc, one raised upwards and the other chopped downwards, cutting the sword lights and swords wherever they passed, cutting away at the other party with a sudden slash.
"clang!"
Amid the particularly loud sound of metal and iron fighting, with Mars flying around, Fangli and Fan Xinglu retreated due to the force that could not be ignored, and the distance was widened.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Fan Xinglu was still smiling happily, her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell, resounding throughout the top of the mountain.
"Happy! So happy!"
Just as his always-repressed nature was released, Fan Xinglu smiled without hesitation.
"I didn't expect that Lao Zhen would actually be at a disadvantage in close combat. Is this the best way to be better than the best?"
If someone else is here, he will definitely be surprised to hear this sentence?
No matter who sees the battle just now, he will feel that it is evenly matched, rather than being at a disadvantage.
But after a closer look, Fan Xinglu's hand holding the sword seemed to be numb and trembled slightly.
Moreover, the talismans attached to the ancient sword sword were also burned and turned into ashes.
"If there weren't these Vajra Talismans, your old sword would have been cut off by you long ago?"
Fan Xinglu smiled very happily.
"After all, before your eyes, a mere immortal tool is not worth mentioning at all."
Under the Death Demon Eye of Fangli, even the most solid object will be killed instantly, even the immortal tools refined by Fan Xinglu.
In the confrontation just now, Fang Li aimed at the deadline on the ancient sword and cut it countless times, but he did not kill it.
The reason is those talismans.
Fan Xinglu put a spell called the Vajra Talisman on his immortal tools.
That is a talisman that can improve defense.
However, on this occasion, Fan Xinglu used these spells just to protect her immortal tools.
If you stick all the talismans on the sword, even if you aim at the dead line in the square and cut it up, the only thing you can cut is the dead line of the talisman, not the dead line of the immortal tool.
The dead line of the immortal tool itself is covered by countless dead lines of talismans. Even if you aim at those dead lines in the square and cut them up, it will cut to the dead line of the talisman before, and turn into a killing talisman instead of killing the immortal tool.
Of course, this is just a little resistance.
Nowadays, with the use of the Death Demon Eye and the perfect skill of Fangli, this kind of small method cannot always work.
"I originally thought that such a trick should be able to hold on for a while, but now it seems that I am a little underestimating you."
In Fan Xinglu's pleasant voice, the ancient sword in his hand suddenly broke.
Chapter completed!