V6.chapter 54 (2/2)
Wang Xiong is still standing in the same place, Xia ruotan is also standing in the same place. When the two swords collided, neither of them took a step back. However, at the moment, both of them were flushed with blood.
This time, in the face of Xia Ruo Tian, how dare Wang Xiong keep his hand? Even if Mr. Bai's final strength poured into his body, Wang Kai exhausted all his strength in a moment.
If it was not allowed at the moment, Wang Xiong would have been paralyzed.
The blood dragon is dark and numerous, the Taiji diagram and the tiger soul are all gloomy. Wang Xiong's hands were shaking.
Wang Xiong was at the end of his tether again, but at the moment, no one was laughing at him. Because, Wang Xiong blocked the sword. It really blocked Xia ruotan's attack.
That's what Mr. White can do.
Countless practitioners looked at Wang Xiong, and all of them felt numb. Did you want to attack him?
Wang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Xia ruotan.
Xia Ruo Tian also wiped the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with disbelief. Blocked? How did Wang Xiong block his sword? How did he do it?
Even if you were injured, you shouldn't be blocked by a Dixian. Moreover, according to the truth, if it wasn't for Mr. Bai's unique sword cultivation, ordinary people's sword, even ordinary magic sword, would have been broken in front of the wild sword.
But now, why not?
The Tu Xing sword is still in good condition, but the face on the back of the sword shows the color of pain, as if it had just hit the head.
The Juque sword is in perfect condition, but the Dahuang sword, at the original crack, actually bifurcates. A crack turns into eight? Eight cracks?
It's like a spider's web covering the great wilderness sword. It's like breaking up at any time.
”No way, cough!” Xia ruotan coughs blood and stares at Wang Xiong's Juque sword.
”Emperor Dahuang, it's time for you to retreat, cough!” Wang Xiong coughed blood, and his face was ferocious.
Wang Xiong borrowed Mr. Bai's power, but Xia ruotan's wild sword had more cracks.
Just a sword, equal share?
Around, countless practitioners showed a look of horror. You know, it was Xia ruotan, who was regarded as a God by all people just now. Wang Xiong blocked it?
”How fierce is Wang Xiong's devil?” Countless spectators were frightened.
”This time, I am hurt! In the future, I'll come to you in person to ask for advice in the Oriental kingdom! ” Xia Ruo Tian's face shows hatred.
Xia ruotan himself has been severely damaged by Mr. Bai. At this moment, a sword fight with Wang Xiong is even more traumatic. Xia ruotan is proud, but he will not put himself in the Jedi.
There are so many spectators from all directions who can only watch? If they continue to persist, those who watch the war are likely to rush in.
”Hum!”
Xia Ruo Tian shakes his sleeve and shoots towards the distance.
Xia ruotan left. When he left, although some observers were ready to move, no one dared to stop him. After all, Xia ruotan's ferocity was terrible just now.
And a sword retreats from summer like heaven? Numerous strong people in baikuangdizhou are at a loss at the moment.
Is this the king of the east of Daqin? The big fool? Numerous powerful people in baikuangdizhou are all exciting spirits. Today, Wang Xiong's ominous name has left a deep impression on everyone.
”Poop
The moment Xia ruotan retreated, Wang Kai's feet softened and he fell to the ground. Even the Tu Xing sword in his hand was not firmly grasped and fell to the ground.
”It's killing me, ah, it's killing me!” The Tu Xing turned into a tiger and covered his head with injustice.
All around, the eyes of countless practitioners all brightened up. The tiger, the sword turned into, was not weak enough to be a wild sword? Countless spectators immediately became red eyed and looked forward to conquering the Tu Xing.
Wang Xiong sat on the ground weakly and looked at Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai's face was gray and dry, and his face was dry and hollow. Obviously, he was dying.
”Although there is no magic power attached to other holy swords, the Juxing sword is the sharpest one among the ten sacred swords. It is not uncommon that it can cut through the great wilderness sword. The body and handle of the Dahuang sword are several grades short. Cough!” Mr. Bai said with a weak smile.
”Thank you for your help. Just now...!” Wang Xiong said with a wry smile.
”Yes, I would like to thank you for keeping this last trace of dignity for my death!” Mr. Bai said with a bitter smile.
”Mr. Bai, I'm afraid that when you leave, there will be a passageway between the two worlds. I'm afraid...” Wang Xiong said bitterly.
”No matter, even if there is no today, according to the time limit, someone will replace me. Soon, someone will take over my place and guard this two boundary passage! This is the reason why I dare to let go and fight with the great wild sword! Cough Mr. Bai said weakly.
”Someone is coming to hand over to you right away?” Wang Xiong was surprised.
”Tiger ancestor, ye he worships heaven!” Mr. Bai said weakly.
”Tiger ancestor?” Wang Xiong was surprised.
At the moment, Mr. Bai's vitality is exhausted. He has only one last breath left. He looks weakly at he Jianzhi.”Master!” He Jianzhi's eyes are full of tears.
”He Jianzhi? Ha ha, I saw you before, hurt by love? ” Mr. Bai looked kindly at he Jianzhi.
”I...!” He Jianzhi's eyes suddenly darkened.
”You have inferiority complex, love? It's the best thing in the world. Don't be afraid. Go after it bravely. Even if you fail, you will be worthy of yourself. I crane clan, the person who hates mother-in-law most, you can't let me down! ” Mr. Bai said with a smile.
”I, I...!” I don't know how to say it.
”I have devoted my whole life to the crane people, but I owe a woman back then. This is my lifelong regret. Don't repeat my mistakes. You are gifted. Although you have the general outline of hezu Kendo, you have too little experience. I will give you my life-long fighting experience Said Mr. White.
With that, He Jian's eyebrows were pointed. A green light poured into his eyebrows. Mr. Bai closed his eyes completely.
”PATA!”
Mr. White's hands drooped. Even the broken soul is not willing to waste, in the spirit before, to He Jian a towering gift.
Mr. White is dead. He Jianzhi will be there.
Wang Xiong was weak and paralyzed on the ground. In the pain of holding his head, his heart had not yet awakened.
At this moment, Wang Kai and his party are in a state of hopelessness. The hearts of countless spectators around him suddenly burst into a strong beat, one by one ready to move, and their eyes greedily look at Wang Kai's place.
Suddenly, a group of spectators, armed with swords, pounced on the two boundary mountains.