The sword energy is like a rainbow, and the murderous aura is everywhere.

Xiao Jianming was tricked twice, and was furious, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he did not show any mercy when he started. The Iron Sword used the Qingyun Nine Sword Technique to the extreme, and the sword was not far away from Fang Xing's vital points. Fang Xing was rarely solemn, wielding the big sword, defending his whole mind. In an instant, more than a dozen moves were used. Fang Xing's face was pale, and he staggered back, and there was a sword injury on his body.

In a rage, Xiao Jianming's sword force was activated at the extreme. He was simply willing to spare his spiritual energy. Each sword was filled with hatred. He used the strongest power to attack Fang Xing, wishing he could cut him under the sword with one sword. Such an attack was very terrifying. Fang Xing used all his methods to resist. The big sword danced like a windmill, and even used several Vajra Talismans used for defense, but it was not very useful.

However, this was exactly what Fang Xing asked for. Even if Xiao Jianming's sword was sharp, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to block it.

He was waiting for the opportunity, waiting for Xiao Jianming to weaken his aura.

"Oh, although this little devil is good, his disorganized sword and Jianming's iron sword are still at a disadvantage after all..."

Tie Rukuang looked worried and sighed softly, feeling a little reluctant to look at it again.

"Hmph, when facing Jian Ming, no matter how pure his spiritual energy is, it is useless. In the face of exquisite sword techniques, no matter how powerful his power is, it seems to have penetrated into the air and cannot work, and it will hurt himself..."

The Bluebird Elder said coldly, with a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

Xiao Shanhe had no expression on his face, but he had a faint look of compliment, which seemed to be quite commending Xiao Jianming's expression.

However, he was also a little worried, for fear that Xiao Jianming would really kill Fang Xing's sword.

In his plan, Fang Xingyi should be left with his life. Just ask the secret!

"Little devil, today is your death!"

Xiao Jianming attacked fiercely, pressing Fang Xing to the point where he had no power to fight back. He was happy and sneered. He slashed out with another sword.

Seeing that he was in a hurry to attack and could not resist, Fang Xing had to shout again: "The Explosion of Flame Purple Thunder Talisman..."

Xiao Jianming just turned his body and retreated about one foot. When he saw Fang Xing's hand was empty, he turned around and attacked again. His face was gloomy and he had already made up his mind. Even if the little ghost really had the Flame Purple Thunder Talisman on his hand, he would no longer run away in a hurry like before. Anyway, the Flame Purple Thunder Talisman was poured into the spirit to explode. There was still one or two breaths, enough to escape by himself.

Even if you can't escape and get a little hurt, you will be unprepared.

After all, I was just likely to be injured, but Fang Xing, who detonated this talisman, must have been crushed to pieces.

"Damn, I can't cheat him anymore..."

Fang Xing frowned tightly. He endured himself for a long time, just trying to consume Xiao Jianming's spiritual energy. But after so long, Xiao Jianming's spiritual energy seemed to be without signs of exhaustion, which immediately made him feel a little depressed.

It seems that this guy is really extraordinary. The person in his rage takes harsh action, and only seeks the strongest every time he strikes, and does not care about spiritual energy at all. Xiao Jianming can release the strongest attacks continuously until now, but his strength remains strong. It is very rare.

Fang Xing felt that he could no longer bear it.

If you keep waiting, you may accumulate a lot of injuries and affect your combat effectiveness.

Having an idea in his mind, he saw Xiao Jianming steering the iron sword to attack from his side. He immediately avoided his body and suddenly rushed out. The sword burst out with a loud blazing sound, and slashed towards the iron eagle. It seemed that he found that Xiao Jianming was not easy to deal with, so he decided to deal with his iron eagle. Between him and Xiao Jianming, Xiao Jianming's sword was difficult to stop him.

"Hmph, you really underestimate my black cloud..."

Xiao Jianming sneered and pressed his palm on the back of the Iron Eagle.

The iron eagle immediately let out a fierce sound, and a black light appeared between its claws, and it actually used a magical power to attack Fangxing.

At this moment, the black hawk also shot a creepy and fierce light in his eyes.

After all, ferocious birds are sane. In addition, they are bloodthirsty and ferocious, and their thinking is simple, their feelings become stronger and stronger.

It also hated Fang Xing, and this hatred was no less weak than Xiao Jianming.

If there is a choice, it even wants to snatch Xiao Jianming and tear Fang Xing into pieces.

Therefore, with this opportunity to attack Fang Xing, it seized the opportunity twice as much and stimulated all the demonic energy.

"Damn beast..."

Facing the Iron Eagle's magical power, Fang Xing's eyes also became cold.

The Iron Eagle hated it, and he also hated the Iron Eagle, and it did not weaken much because it was just a ferocious bird.

Because he once clearly remembered that his eighth uncle was taken out of his heart by the beast with one claw.

The bloody scene was always deeply imprinted in his mind!

"Today, I will tear you open..."

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and blew coldly, and the knife's aura rose instead of reducing, and he slashed faster.

At this moment, the Iron Eagle, whose magical power was half used, suddenly thrust violently, and fell directly from the air with a wail. Xiao Jianming on the eagle's back was shocked. The snatching technique was instantly used, and his body floated up like a geese, avoiding the result of planting with the Iron Eagle. Just as this sudden change occurred, Fang Xing had already slashed the Iron Eagle's belly with a whoosh.

"laugh……"

Eagle blood splashes!

The iron eagle whined and was slashed four or five feet away by the knife, and fell heavily to the ground.

This sudden change occurred, and everyone in the stands was shocked.

Part of the reason why Xiao Jianming was able to push Fang Xing so hard was because he rode an iron eagle with extremely fast speed and varied. Who would have thought that Fang Xing, a knife that seemed to have no hope to hit, actually injured the iron eagle?

It looks like...it's like the iron eagle forgot to dodge or resist, and deliberately got him killed...

"Black Cloud..."

Xiao Jianming's eyes were so angry that he roared and rushed over.

However, he was far away, but Fang Xing was closer to the iron eagle. When he was rushing, Fang Xing also shouted and rushed forward like lightning. The iron eagle seemed to be a little faster than Xiao Jianming. Xiao Jianming could only watch as he was about three meters away from the iron eagle, Fang Xing had already rushed to the iron eagle and raised his sword.

"Little devil, you dare..."

Xiao Jianming shouted loudly and slashed his sword desperately, trying to stop Fang Xing.

But Fang Xing ignored his roar at all, but instead raised his head, smiled fiercely at him, and took a knife.

The small, dark eyes of the iron eagle on the ground finally showed a hint of fear and screamed powerlessly.

"Beast, it's your duty to pay your life!"

"puff……"

The big sword fell, the body and head separated, and blood splattered.

Without his head, the eagle corpse is still struggling, flapping its edges and wings flying around.

Xiao Jianming's eyes almost burst into pieces, and his eyes were congested for a moment.

After Fang Xing slashed the head of the eagle with one knife, he immediately flew up and kicked the eagle corpse. The iron eagle, who was still twitching and struggling, immediately flew towards Xiao Jianming, and Fang Xing followed behind the eagle corpse and slashed wildly.

"Black Cloud..."

At this moment, Xiao Jianming almost felt dizzy for a moment.

Tieying has been following him for six years and is almost his only friend.

It is connected with one's own heart and a great help in the battle.

But unexpectedly, this little devil actually cut off its head in front of his eyes...

Although he knew that the Iron Eagle was dead, Xiao Jianming subconsciously wanted to catch the eagle corpse that was thrusting towards him. However, just as he was about to extend his hand, his heart suddenly moved slightly, resolutely, and he pulled back in an instant. With a "puff", just as he retreated, the eagle corpse exploded. A sword light rushed out of the blood mist.

This knife was originally slashed towards his chest. It was just because he retreated in time, so he slashed the air with one knife.

"Black Cloud..."

Xiao Jianming looked at the iron eagle corpses scattered all over the ground. His expression was cold and his palms trembled slightly.

"Fuck, you're running away quickly!"

Fang Xing cut the air with a knife, and also put away the knife embarrassedly and took a few steps back.

But it was just a few steps back, intentionally or unintentionally, I stepped on the eagle's head.

At this moment, the only fairly complete head of the Iron Eagle was immediately trampled on by him.

"Haha, little kid, you are amazing..."

Xiao Jianming spoke lightly, with a strange expression, as if he was crying or laughing, and the only thing he was sure of was the murderous intent between his eyebrows.

"Heiyun has been with me for six years, but he didn't expect that he would die under your knife today. You will really create surprises for people..." He took a step and walked slowly towards the side. The iron sword pointed to the ground with a slanted finger: "Have you touched the iron eagle? Otherwise, how could it suddenly become disordered when it was using its magical powers and you caught this opportunity?"

As he rushed forward step by step, Xiao Jianming's voice was low and vicious, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger.

"Ha ha……"

Fang Xing laughed and said, "I didn't do anything, I just fed it a pill yesterday!"

What he said was as if nothing had happened, but he deliberately crushed Tieying's head and crushed it even more.

"Swish..."

The hatred in Xiao Jianming's eyes suddenly became extremely strong, and the murderous aura rose up in an uncontrollable way.

"Oh, this son is in danger..."

Chen Baoyan, the elder of Shuwengu, sighed and made a judgment softly.

The others were all silent and felt the rage like fire on Xiao Jianming's body.

Even Tie Rukuang was helpless and felt that he really couldn't understand Fang Xing's opinion.

It would be fine if you have the ability to compete with Xiao Jianming. The gap in strength is obviously too far, and under Xiao Jianming's attack, he almost didn't even have the power to fight back. Why did you have to kill his Iron Eagle?

This completely angered him. Isn’t this seeking death?

"As it turns out, you tampered with Heiyun, but I never realized that it was me who was the master!"

Xiao Jianming's hand holding the Iron Sword suddenly tightened, and his feet also accelerated: "You succeeded, you successfully angered me. I don't want to kill you anymore. I want to destroy you, and then smash one bone after another, cut off one piece of meat and used it to pay tribute to the Iron Eagle... It has always liked to eat blood. If I bring your flesh to its grave, it will definitely like..."

When he spoke the last word, he suddenly shouted and the iron sword swept out.

"Haha...the heat is almost done..."

At this moment, Fang Xing also sneered in his heart and his eyes glowed. (To be continued)

ps: It’s the beginning of the month, Lao Gui is also asking for a monthly ticket next month... There are two chapters to be updated this week, and monthly tickets will be returned. But wait for Lao Gui to check the time first, and write more words, and try to get it done in the shortest time. You will definitely not owe any debts, don’t worry!
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