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- boom.
Flames are shooting out and smoke is flying.
Ao Shiwu, who transformed into a ball of black flames, suddenly fell to the ground, exploding a deep pit. Ao Shiwu's speed was so fast that it was beyond the range that some people could catch with their naked eyes. He was just a black shadow.
Whoosh.
Ren Xiaoyao jumped up in an instant, barely escaping Ao Shiwu's impact. His speed didn't look fast, but he was so calm and unhurried. In the Holy King's space, he seemed to be the controller of this small world. Everything Everything is under control.
"Ao Shiwu is really powerful. With his current speed, I'm afraid he is not much worse than a strong man who has just entered the realm of the Venerable."
"Yes! And in the state of his soul battle body, he is directly immune to most attacks, making him innately invincible."
"Ren Xiaoyao is also very good! Look at his calm and composed look, it seems that Ao Shiwu can't do anything to him."
"Of course, he is an existence in the field of talent. Apart from Dongfang Yu, he is the only one in the Samsung Holy State who has such a talent."
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The battle between Ren Xiaoyao and Ao Shiwu was fierce, and the people around them were talking nervously.
In the eyes of everyone, Ao Shiwu's soul battle body is already a very familiar method, and it has long been rumored to be magical, so when I saw it today, I felt that it was "well-deserved."
As for Ren Xiaoyao's Holy King Domain, everyone doesn't know much about it. Since he has not reached the Venerable Realm that opens the acquired domain, everyone just takes it for granted that his domain, like Dongfang Yu, is also a domain of innate talent.
Having a talent field is such an innate advantage. In the world, there are only two people with such talent.
Wangyun led Ren Xiaoyao and Ao Shiwu after a fierce fight. At this time, they both stopped and gasped.
Ao Shiwu transformed into a soul fighting body, and his whole person was in the black flames of nothingness. There were only two empty and deep black eyes, terrifying and evil. The black flames kept beating, showing Ao Shiwu's emotions and energy fluctuations.
Ren Xiaoyao¡¯s body trembled slightly, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy.
In the previous battle, the two were purely head-to-head. One had a soul fighting body, and his flesh, blood, and soul were in a burning state; the other had opened the Holy King Realm and had the bonus increase of multiple Dzi Beads. The two fought for nearly a hundred rounds, but there was no difference, except that each was a little tired.
It is getting late and the setting sun has faded.
The sky is full of stars, the bright moon hangs high, and the cool night wind blows through the Wangyun collar, making countless wormwood rise and fall like ocean waves. In some places, the ground is covered with deep and shallow ravines, and in other places , the wormwood burned crazily, but the flame was a strange black color, blooming with terrifying heat.
"Ren Xiaoyao, you are proud to be able to fight me for a hundred rounds."
"Haha, I have been dragged down by you for hundreds of rounds. This is my shame."
The two of them were facing each other, and the exchange was suspended, but they were engaged in a verbal spat. In fact, until now, they were not sure of defeating each other, and they were both exhausted and tortured by the long-term war of attrition. .
Ao Shiwu burned his own flesh, blood and soul, so the consumption was huge and the pain was unbearable.
Ren Xiaoyao suffered the disadvantage of being at a lower level and was already at a disadvantage in a long-term war of attrition.
However, he has the assistance of the Holy King Space, which not only increases his own strength but also increases the opponent's consumption, allowing him to compete with Ao Shiwu.
A war of attrition is definitely not a choice that the two of them would like to make, but it is difficult to determine the outcome, and both of them are unwilling to accept it.
"His strength is not as good as mine, and he is definitely not as strong as me when it comes to endurance. If we continue to fight like this, I will definitely win." Ao Shiwu thought this way, but it was not that he was sure of victory, but that he was giving himself more strength to persist. belief.
Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself: "Although I suffer a loss in terms of star power and soul power, he is far inferior to me in physical power. Moreover, he is burning soul and flesh and blood at the moment, and the pain he endures will definitely be far greater than mine. If the stalemate continues , he is the one who suffers."
¡°The two people¡¯s ideas each have their own reasons, and it¡¯s unclear who is right and who is wrong.
So, after a moment of confrontation, the two launched attacks at the same time again, fighting together again.
"Five Thunder Hunyuan Fist."
"Crazy battle with Tyrant Fist."
"The poison burns the sky."
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"The soul dies."
"The roar of the nine-day flying dragon."
"Dark Hell."
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You two come with meIn the past, various kinds of star power, flames, and strange energies crisscrossed the sky, sometimes blasting the ground into pieces of earth, and sometimes setting large swaths of wormwood on fire.
Even when the battle gets intense, the two of them will kill into the crowd without any scruples, and even use ranged attacks.
Such a scene caused some spectators to retreat hastily, but some unfortunate "fish in the pond" were still affected. Fortunately, many of the spectators present were the powerful older generation, which ensured that everyone No one in the extended family died.
The battle between the two lasted all night.
It was getting dark, but the two of them were still fighting in the dark, and they couldn't fight each other.
After such a long time, not to mention the two of them fighting, even the people watching the battle felt tired. Many people even practiced cross-legged to kill their fatigue.
But from beginning to end, no spectators left. On the one hand, they all wanted to know the outcome of the battle as soon as possible. On the other hand, although the battle between the two lasted for a long time, it was not exciting, and could even be called tragic.
At this time, Ren Xiaoyao, although his body was still as powerful as the God of War, his body was covered with large and small wounds. His eyes were red, he was breathing heavily, and the clothes on his upper body were already torn. There are also many holes in the trousers on the lower body.
Bruises and red marks, deep blood channels, and even wounds deep enough to show bone can all be found on his body.
Although Ao Shiwu has a soul fighting body, his changes can be clearly seen.
The originally black flames all over his body seemed darker now, but their luster was reduced, obviously due to excessive consumption. The two erratic and evil eyes became darker and darker, and the flames jumped more and more. The bigger it gets, the more unstable his breath becomes.
Even though the two of them had made huge sacrifices and suffered heavy losses, neither of them had any intention of retreating, let alone admitting defeat or quitting the war.
"Aoshiwu is driven by the pride in his heart and is unwilling to fail.
Although Ren Xiaoyao didn't care about fame, he didn't want to give up an opportunity to explore the Aojia Star Pool.
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"They have been fighting for two days and two nights. How long will it take for these two to decide the winner?"
"Alas! They are indeed peerless geniuses. If it were our generation and others, they would have given up long ago even if they couldn't tell the winner. How could they be so desperate?"
"Yes! I heard that the bet between the two was just to soak in the star pool for a few days. For each other, it is not a big loss at all. Even if they admit defeat, it will only be a loss. It seems that they are both competitive people. The competitive spirit is far stronger than ours"
"I think today's battle is comparable to the battle three or four years ago."
"You are talking about the battle between Ao Shiwu and Dongfang Yu for the number one genius."
¡°Apart from that one, what else could there be?¡±
"Yes, that's right. Although Dongfang Yu did not participate in today's battle, if whoever wins, I am afraid it will be basically equivalent to establishing the name of the new number one genius in the Holy State. After all, Dongfang Yu and Ao Shiwu are equally matched in strength. , the difference is extremely small.¡±
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Everyone was talking, and some of their words naturally reached the ears of Dongfang Yu, who was also watching the game.
His face was gloomy, and the corner of his mouth was slightly curled up: "Hmph, just through a battle without me, do you want to take away my title of number one genius? It's ridiculous."
Muttering to himself, Dongfang Yu already had a plan in his mind: after today's battle, no matter what the outcome, he would take certain actions to maintain his reputation as "the number one genius in the Samsung Holy State for thousands of years."
"Huhhuh" Ren Xiaoyao took a few deep breaths and steadied himself in the air. Some of the many wounds on his body had scabbed at this time, and dried blood and even flesh fragments were stuck to the surface of his body. , he had no time to care.
He thought in his mind: "If this stalemate continues, it will be difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time. Ao Shiwu's level seems to be about this, unless he has some deep hidden cards."
As for himself, Ren Xiaoyao is naturally very clear. So far, he still has one remaining trump card that he has not used, the Wind and Frost Sword. Of course, the Holy King Space is also one of his biggest trump cards, but it can basically only be used for defense. And cannot be used to attack.
If you want to win, I'm afraid the only way is to use the Wind and Frost Sword.
??And to attack with the Wind and Frost Sword, you must put the Wind and Frost Sword in front of you, and use the power of blood to amplify it. Otherwise, the amplification of a Holy Sword is not enough to change the situation of the battle.
After thinking about it, Ren Xiaoyao decided to fight.
After all, the Wind and Frost Sword has been used beforeTwice, although it was used under cover, a discerning person could still tell that he was using a sword.
For these well-informed and well-informed old guys from the Eighteenth Family, there is not much difference between seeing a sword shadow and seeing the entire sword. What's more, regarding the Xingyao Clan's inherited sword, the Holy Pole Star Eighteenth The family may not really understand, maybe they don¡¯t know Feng Shuang Sword at all.
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao made up his mind.
With the sound of "àáæ¿æ¹", the wind-frosted sword blooming with multi-colored brilliance came to the world again.
As soon as the Fengshuang Sword came out, it immediately merged with Ren Xiaoyao himself. The feeling of blood connection made his hands warm, and his heart was filled with confidence and fighting spirit.
Seeing Ren Xiaoyao taking out a strange long sword when the battle was progressing to this extent, the surrounding spectators and his opponent Ao Shiwu were all very concerned.
"Is this a way to suppress the bottom of the box?"
"The level of this sword seems to be quite high!"
"It seems like there is something good to watch this time. Maybe with this sword, they can decide the winner" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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