"Your strongest sword cannot hurt me at all, so it's time for me to take action next." Lu Xuan grinned, and then the Yantian long stick in his hand was also raised high by him.

The vast power began to condense, and a towering stick shadow slowly appeared.

"Eighteen Styles of Jingyun, the Ninth Style!"

Without any fancy things, Lu Xuan knew that his attacking martial arts were not very powerful, so he directly used his tricks.

The vast shadow of sticks rumbled out, and the suffocating pressure filled the entire cave.

Seeing the stick shadow swept, Hao Hong's face changed, but the speed in his hand was not slow at all, and another sharp sword shadow pierced out straight.

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The vast stick shadow came, but the next moment it was penetrated directly by the sword shadow, and all its power disappeared.

"Hmm?" Hao Hong looked at the scene that appeared in front of him in surprise. The sword just now was not his trick, but it turned out that sword penetrated through the stick shadow?

Lu Xuan also frowned, but was not discouraged. The Yantian long stick in his hand was raised by him again.

"The Eighteen Styles of Jingyun, the Tenth Style!" Lu Xuan shouted in a low voice.

In the tenth stance, this was already the strongest attack move in Lu Xuan's hand, and the stick shadow that was stronger than before was crushed out again.

"Blood Killing Sword!" Hao Hong's eyes turned cold, and the sword light roared out, and the next moment he easily penetrated the towering stick shadow.

Hao Hong was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and immediately laughed, "Haha~~~Lu Xuan, your defense is very powerful. Even my strongest sword can't hurt your fur, but unexpectedly, your attack is very average. At this level of attack, you can't threaten me."

Lu Xuan touched his nose, and his heart was also a little bitter.

After three months of training in this tomb mansion, he has greatly improved his defense. His current defense ability is extremely terrifying, but his attack has not improved much. His strongest tenth stance of Jingyun Eighteen Styles can threaten ordinary high-level martial emperors, but Hao Hong can kill high-level martial emperors, and has killed three people. Even at the peak of the Martial Emperor, he can face it calmly. It is indeed too much to force to kill Hao Hong with the tenth stance of Jingyun Eighteen Styles.

"Haha~~Lu Xuan, if your attack method is really the only way, then I advise you to stop as soon as possible. I can't kill you, but you can't kill me either. That's it. I'll give you a quarter of the treasure in the spiritual ring of the Martial Saint powerful man I just got, and then you and I will go their separate ways. How about it?" Hao Hong laughed.

"Oh, give me one quarter? You are so generous, but what I want is the blood transformation practice method on your body, and the ninety-eight drops of essence and blood. If you agree to give me these things, I can consider stopping, otherwise..." Lu Xuan's eyes were cold.

"Hmph, the cultivation method of the Blood God Transformation is the top secret of my Blood God Sect. No disciple can reveal it. I cannot give this cultivation method to you. As for those essence and blood, it is something I have worked hard to carefully select. The masters of these essence and blood were all powerful men of the Martial Emperor during their lifetime, and each of them was very powerful. If you want me to hand over these essence and blood to you, it would be even more dreamy!" Hao Hong's face was cold, he paused, and continued, "In this way, I will take another step back. I will give you one-third of the treasure of the Martial Saint powerful man!"

"Sorry, I said that I am only interested in the Blood God Reform Method and the essence and blood." Lu Xuan said coldly.

"Don't be ungrateful. You are just a strong defense. At best, it's equivalent to a turtle shell. Yes, I can't kill you, but you can't do anything to me. Since that's the case, what do you insist on fighting?" Hao Hong said angrily.

In his opinion, since neither side can kill each other, it is meaningless to continue fighting. As for the reason he made a concession, it was because of the red scorpions they had to face after they left the cave later. He was worried that Lu Xuan would do whatever tricks on the way, so he gave in, but this did not mean that he was really afraid of Lu Xuan.

"Can't kill you? I don't think so." Lu Xuan sneered, then his eyes snarled, and rushed towards Hao Hong directly. This time he was going to fight with Hao Hong.

"Damn it!" Although Hao Hong was angry, he didn't dare to be careless when he saw Lu Xuan coming, so he immediately met him.

In this cave, the two of them fought again, and this time they were fighting in close combat, so the fight became even more intense.

In the cave, there were stick shadows or sword shadows flashing out one after another. Both of them fought with all their might. But it was obvious that in terms of the exquisiteness of the moves, Hao Hong was much stronger than Lu Xuan. Some of Lu Xuan's attack methods could not touch Hao Hong at all, while Lu Xuan was impeccable in defense, and Hao Hong could not do anything to him at all.

"Bastard, you're just a little harder in the turtle shell. You can't hurt me at all. Why are you fighting?" Hao Hong kept cursing angrily during the fight.

However, Lu Xuan ignored these things at all. He continued to tremble with Hao Hong, but in his heart, he sneered repeatedly, "Can't kill you? That may not be!"

Lu Xuan is not the kind of person who likes trouble. If he really can't kill his opponent, he will not bother to fight anymore. But now that he continues to choose to fight, he must have his plans.

"Damn beast!"

Hao Hong kept cursing, and time slowly passed through the close fight between the two of them, and half a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning, Hao Hong did feel that he and Lu Xun could not decide the winner, let alone the life and death, so he didn't want to continue fighting with Lu Xuan. However, as the battle took longer, he gradually realized something was wrong.

"How could this happen, how could this happen?"

"This kid, his spiritual power..."

Hao Hong stared at Lu Xuan tightly. In his perception, Lu Xuan was still full of spiritual power at this moment, his aura did not weaken at all, and his combat power remained at its peak. Compared with Lu Xuan, his situation was obviously very unoptimistic.

"I used my unique moves one after another, and even used the strongest Heavenly Killing Sword. I had consumed a lot of spiritual power, and then I kept fighting with him. After so long, I consumed most of my spiritual power. But why, why is this kid still so abundant in his spiritual power?" Hao Hong's eyes widened.

He finally realized something was wrong.

After fighting for so long, he kept fighting against Lu Xuan. His spiritual power has been consumed. So far, there is not much left. But looking at Lu Xuan, his complexion is rosy, his aura is still extremely magnificent, and his spiritual power is extremely abundant, as if he has no consumption at all.
Chapter completed!