A big sword entwined with gloomy ghostly aura suddenly floated in front of Hong Mian. The sword was about one foot long, and the blade was thick and black. The blades on both sides were extremely sharp, emitting a sharp and penetrating light. The hilt was uniquely shaped like a skull. There is a needle the size of a chopstick on it, but I don’t know what its purpose is.
The red face twisted and clung to the muscles of the ghost armor, and the bones made a crisp clicking sound, and then a huge and terrifying ghost energy jumped out. It has something in common with Zhang Xiaofan's monstrous evil energy. It is unclear whether it comes from the same source. Know.
Hong Mian's turbulent aura spread instantly, causing some water splashed from the underground spring to form several small puddles and then evaporated. The ground of Sanling Mountain was also deeply affected. There were tortoise-shell-shaped cracks near Hong Mian's feet, which penetrated deeply. The ground began to spread towards the Western Zhou Dynasty.
The war was about to break out. Zhang Xiaofan held a fire stick and stared coldly at the red face covered in dark ghost armor. He saw that he was holding a dark sword and was menacing. Although he was surrounded by ghosts, he looked more like an ancient warrior galloping on the battlefield and charging into battle. general.
But Zhang Xiaofan is too lazy to pay attention to this. As long as he is still alive, he can find Baguio and take Baguio back to his own world, instead of leisurely competing with others in martial arts here.
Zhang Xiao's steps became even faster, throwing up a burst of sand and dust. He waved the fire stick in his hand and aimed it at Hong Mian's weak throat.
The red face smiled coldly, stretched out his strong right hand, and grasped the hilt of the Hell Sword with one hand. The heart of the palm of his hand was pierced by the needle. The moment it was pierced into the flesh, the Hell Sword was like a living thing, absorbing it crazily. The blood on the red-faced hand, after the Hell Sword had feasted, emitted a dazzling black light that instantly enveloped the entire earth.
Hong Mian was extremely excited. Putting on the ghost armor changed his whole aura. He no longer had the crazy behavior before and no longer launched attacks recklessly.
The red face stepped forward, like a huge boulder rolling thousands and hundreds of kilograms. The ground began to shake violently. He saw Zhang Xiaofan burning a fire stick close at hand, and the Hell Sword in his hand was as solid as a rock and he moved it forward to protect his chest.
There was a loud "bang" collision, and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, but how dare Zhang Xiaofan miss such a good opportunity to get close.
At the moment of retreating, Zhang Xiaofan exerted force with his left leg and used the strength of the stone behind him. He jumped up like an agile wild wolf in the forest. He picked up the fire stick and pounced in the direction of the red face. The lion pounced. Rabbit also uses all his strength, not to mention the red-faced monster.
Hong Mian made a quick decision, and with his left leg as fast as lightning, he kicked Zhang Xiaofan with a whip kick. Before the whip kick could reach Zhang Xiaofan, it had already created waves of wind from his legs, tearing the air and creating a sonic boom.
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked when faced with the sudden whip kick. The speed was as fast as a phantom, changing in countless ways. He immediately took out the fire stick, and firmly grasped the fire stick with both hands to block. His feet were like old trees with roots, biting the ground.
With a "boom", Zhang Xiaofan's feet suddenly sank a foot deep into the ground. At the same time, he was knocked back three feet, and there was still a trace of repulsion on the ground that penetrated deep into the ground.
Zhang Xiaofan had never thought that Hong Mian's whip kick was so sharp. Fortunately, he reacted in time, but the consequences would be unimaginable. But just as the whip kick was gone, an extremely sharp hell sword carrying a sinister ghostly aura and a rainbow of momentum struck the unsuspecting person from mid-air. Zhang Xiaofan has a sharp sword with a tricky angle.
Before Zhang Xiaofan could react, at the critical moment, a golden dragon-headed shield appeared above Zhang Xiaofan's head, blocking the direction of the Hell Sword.
When Hong Mian saw that his sword failed, he was very angry. He gnashed his teeth and hated Princess Qing Pheasant. He never expected that Princess Qing Pheasant's dragon head shield suddenly made him miss the best opportunity to kill Zhang Xiaofan.
When Zhang Xiaofan smelled the lingering fragrance, he knew that Princess Qing Pheasant was not far from him. When he saw that her left hand could freely hold up the dragon's head shield, he knew that she had been treated.
Princess Qing Pheasant smiled charmingly at Zhang Xiaofan. Her eyes flickered, a little more gentle, and she said softly: "Zhang Xiaofan, let's go together."
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were calm but a little tender. He nodded silently, took up the fire stick and hit the red-faced head at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, the ferocious red-faced head came over.
Hong Mian hurriedly withdrew the Hell Sword in his hand, and unleashed an astonishing destructive power with his right foot. With a horizontal kick, an inch of the ground in Sanling Mountain was shattered. There was a burst of sand and dust billowing, covering the sky and the sun. The dragon head shield in his hand was green Princess Pheasant took a few steps back.
The moment Zhang Xiaofan dropped the fire stick, the red-faced left hand quickly flashed lightning, grabbed the fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand with one hand, swung it hard, and threw Zhang Xiaofan and the fire stick to the distant stone wall, creating a huge hole.
Seeing this, Princess Qing Pheasant immediately saw a flaw in Hong Mian's face. She rolled forward, holding her dragon head shield on the ground. She held the Phoenix Divine Sword in her right hand and suddenly stabbed Hong Mian's throat. Unfortunately, Hong Mian reacted in time and was still one centimeter away from the throat. At this point, the Phoenix Divine Sword stopped.
Hong Mian smiled coldly, and the Hell Sword happened to block the tip of the Phoenix God Sword, causing Princess Qing Pheasant's sneak attack to fail.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were calm and he crawled out of the big hole. Fortunately, the rocks in Sanling Mountain were soft and did little harm to the body, but if he didn't get hurt, it must be fake.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flashed, and he didn't care about his physical injuries. He jumped into the battlefield again, and the red glow of the fire stick in his hand became even more intense. Maybe it was because he had just absorbed Qingmian's essence and blood, and now it was reflected back to Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the fire stick in his hand was very different from before. There was a hidden force flowing in the fire stick in order to verify his idea.
Zhang Xiaofan appeared in front of Hong Mian in a flash, and with a roar of dragon, the fire stick quickly swept towards Hong Mian's abdomen.
Hong Mian was startled. He had just blocked Princess Qing Pheasant's fatal sword. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly attacked him. Before he could react, he was knocked far away by the fire stick and broke several huge stone pillars before he stopped.
Princess Qing Pheasant looked confused, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked at Zhang Xiaofan: "Zhang Xiaofan, when did you become so fierce?"
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were calm and he held a fire stick, but his eyes stopped in the direction where the red face fell: "Guess."
Princess Qing Fei complained, glared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said coquettishly: "Huh, Zhang Xiaofan, are you a pig?"
Princess Qing Pheasant didn't bother to pay attention to Zhang Xiaofan. She held the Phoenix Divine Sword and the Dragon Head Shield, and concentrated on the situation, fully alert to see if the red face might use any dirty tricks.
Hong Mian looked shocked and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Because there was too much sand and dust, he couldn't help but cough a few times and reached out to shake off the gravel on his body. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the abdomen. When he looked down, he saw that a large piece of the dark black ghost armor was broken into pieces, revealing a large piece of flesh. The wound was bloody and bloody, and a lot of blood oozed out.
