Chapter 13347 Is this a shot of chicken blood?

Chapter 13347 Is this a shot of chicken blood?
Ling Xiao's figure was like a ghost, his feet were as fast as the wind, and he crossed a distance of several feet in one step and took the head of Hun Wuxu.

His eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he seemed to be confident of this sudden attack. The corners of his mouth even raised a smug smile, as if to say: "See where you can hide this time!"

However, Hun Wuxu did not panic as he expected. Instead, he stood still, as steady as a rock, with a faint mocking smile on his face, as if to say, "How dare you show off your petty tricks in front of me?"

Hun Wuxu did not dodge, allowing Ling Xiao's knife to cut his throat, but his fist hit Ling Xiao's head almost at the same time! This punch was like a mountain pressing down on his head, with a force of ten thousand kilograms, it fell down with a bang.

"Crack!" The air seemed to solidify at this moment, and then a crisp sound of bones colliding was heard. It was the close contact between Ling Xiao's skull and Hun Wuxu's fist. Although Ling Xiao was not injured, his spirit dragon body was trembling slightly under this huge force. His head seemed to be slapped suddenly by an invisible big hand, and he felt dizzy, with stars in front of his eyes.

However, he had unique skills after all, and the strength of his spirit dragon body was not in vain, so although this attack made him a little confused, it did not cause any substantial harm.

"Bang!" At the same time, Hun Wuxu's fist retreated under the reaction force, and then swung forward again quickly, as if to split Ling Xiao's head like a watermelon.

But Ling Xiao was no pushover either. He dodged the attack cleverly with a flash of his body, and swung the bloodthirsty knife in his hand again, with a flash of cold light, pointing directly at Hun Wuxu's heart.

However, the bloodthirsty knife did not cut open Hun Wuxu's throat. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if to say, "Is this all you can do?"

Here, Hun Wuxu and Ling Xiao fought face to face for dozens of moves in a row. The two figures shuttled across the battlefield like two lightning bolts, with swords flashing and fists whistling, making the people around them dazzled and stunned.

Every collision between them seemed to be the collapse of heaven and earth, stirring up waves of powerful energy and making the air around them tremble.

The two black knives he released were like two black lightning bolts, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Thunder Tiger and Thunder Leopard. The two black knives drew strange arcs in the air, carrying a strong murderous aura, as if they could devour all life.

It has to be said that Ling Xiao really met his match this time. It was much more difficult to defeat Hun Wuxu than he had imagined.

The Hun Wuxu in front of him was simply a bright star, shining brightly among the younger generation, unmatched! Whether it was speed, wisdom or strength, the other party was the best among the younger generation. Even Long Chen would have to admit defeat and feel ashamed of himself.

Ling Xiao muttered to himself, this guy is such a monster!

boom!
After a loud bang, the two of them separated instantly like two meteorites colliding with each other, each drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Ling Xiao only felt the blood churning in his body, as if he was hit by a beast, and Hun Wuxu's face was also pale, obviously not feeling well.

"You are very strong! But in this contest, I, Hun Wuxu, will definitely win!" Hun Wuxu said coldly, with an unquestionable domineering tone in his words. His eyes flashed with a fiery light, as if he wanted to completely devour Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao didn't waste any words, he knew very well that in the face of absolute strength, any words would be pale and powerless.

He stomped his right foot hard, and a crack appeared on the ground instantly. He was like an arrow shot from a bow, and turned into a cold light and shot towards Hun Wuxu again. His speed was so fast that it seemed as if even the air was torn apart by him.

Almost at the same time, Hun Wuxu also flashed and disappeared without a trace. Just like a fish slipping into the water, leaving no trace. Ling Xiao was shocked. This guy's speed was so terrifying!
The two fought again, fists whistling, swords flashing. Ling Xiao's every punch seemed to contain the power of mountains and rivers, while Hun Wuxu's every move was as elusive as a ghost. The figures of the two intertwined in the air, forming gorgeous trajectories, as if they were performing a gorgeous dance.

The air around them was twisted and deformed by their violent energy, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling because of their battle. This contest was destined to go down in history and become a legend.

In the distance, Long Yingtian and Hun Huan were like two ice sculptures, watching the raging battle with indifference, as if they were spectators of the war, or like judges, quietly watching this contest of strength and wisdom.

Long Yingtian's eyes flashed with expectation and approval, like an experienced gardener watching the flowers he carefully cultivated bloom proudly in the wind and rain. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if silently saying: "This kid is quite interesting."

However, Hun Huan's face looked extremely ugly, as if he had eaten bitter melon.

He originally thought that Hun Wuxu had defeated Zhang Ruochen and had become the invincible monster in the Demon Suppression Mansion. Who could have imagined that this unknown Ling Xiao was so tricky, as slippery as a loach, and even Hun Wuxu's fierce offensive could not completely suppress him.

"Condense the true body! Condense the true soul!" Hun Huan muttered to himself. These two were Hun Wuxu's trump cards. He thought they were enough to sweep away all opponents, but he didn't expect them to fail in front of Ling Xiao. He seemed to see a carefully planned feast, but was thrown into disarray by a sudden mouse.

What made Hun Huan even more depressed was that Ling Xiao seemed to be a man who became more courageous as the battle went on, like a ferocious beast whose potential had been stimulated, and his realm was actually constantly improving during the battle.

Hun Huan's expression became increasingly gloomy, like the sky before a storm, so depressing that it made one breathless. He cursed in his heart, "This kid is such a monster! It seems that I have to think carefully about how to get rid of him completely."

Long Yingtian, who was far away, watched the battle with a stronger interest in his eyes. He seemed to see a new hope, a new possibility. This battle might be the key to changing everything.

Hun Wuxu's mood at this moment was like eating an unripe persimmon, bitter and aggrieved.

He widened his eyes and kept muttering in his heart:

"This kid was just a small character at the third level of the Primordial Realm at the beginning. How come he soared all the way to the sixth level of the Primordial Realm in the blink of an eye as if he had been injected with chicken blood? This speed is faster than riding a flying sword. It's simply abnormal! Did he take some kind of magic medicine, or did he get some kind of heaven-defying opportunity?"

In the field, the battle was still going on, but everyone's eyes unconsciously glanced towards Ling Xiao and Hun Wuxu.