Heavenly Dao Formula

When the vines entwined each other and grew to the height of a person, they didn't swarm towards him as Bai Zhan thought, restricting his movements by binding them, but suddenly grew a large green leaf!

Qian disappeared from sight in an instant.

He realized that he could predict his actions in advance through perception? Just through two fights?

As expected of a Yuyi envoy!

Bai Zhan held his sword across his chest, feeling every subtle change in his surroundings—he wanted to see who could stand in the end in this contest.

He even had an idea in his mind that doing it was his own step. If he could get over this hurdle, it would be of great benefit when facing Xia Fan later.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Zhan suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground beside him.

That was evidence that the opponent was running at high speed.

The path in front of him changed instantly—dozens of paths condensed into four, penetrating him from four slightly different directions.

Almost at the same time as the route changed, he also saw the figure behind the vines.

The distance between the two is less than ten steps!

Is this the strategy? Covering his field of vision with leaves and reducing his shooting distance from a hundred paces to less than ten paces is indeed simple and effective, and it is in line with his usual style of play.

But he is not what he used to be!

Baizhan didn't hesitate anymore, and unleashed Zhan Wujian—same as when he killed Fei Nian, three sword lights went straight at him from three angles. The sword in the front is pointing at the throat, Gan must be avoided, otherwise the body will be separated, and no matter how strong the recovery ability is, it will not be able to save it. The other two swords point to two seas of qi, which are also the source of Qianneng's unstoppable power.

It's easy to say, but hard to do!

The sea of ​​dry air is not in a fixed place, but keeps changing and flowing with his movements. Even if someone can see this point by experience and ability, it is difficult to have the energy to hit it—all the interlacing of the battle is only in the Between the flashes and the flints, few people can cover everything.

If it was Baizhan before, let alone making such a judgment, even the sword is a beat slower than ordinary alchemists, relying on Kunshu's weird attack path to make the enemy at a loss, the last thing he wants to face is doing this kind of close Opponents who fight and give no room for reaction.

However, after obtaining the inheritance of the Tianshu Envoy, he clearly felt that his thoughts were much faster than before, especially when he unfolded the square inch chessboard, he saw that everything in the world seemed to slow down.

This is exactly the capital he is sure to force back at close range.

Every time he hits Qihai, the opponent's recovery ability will be greatly reduced, and if he does it a few more times, the victory will completely fall to his side!

"Crack——"

To Baizhan's surprise, the frontal blade cut directly into Gan's neck!

This was completely different from the Yuyi he knew.

Although the dry style of play seems unreasonable, in fact, there are subtleties in the thick and thin. After a battle, there are bruises everywhere, but the vital points are well protected. In the battle against Olina, half of his body was scorched, but as long as he didn't hurt the sea of ​​​​qi and the center of consciousness, he could reverse the situation with his ability.

And what is the situation now! ?

In Baizhan's field of vision, three of the four paths disappeared immediately, leaving only one incomparably bright - there would be no second choice!

Is he dying?

Since the opponent did not dodge or dodge, the other two swords that circled to the back naturally missed, but the frontal blow was deadly enough! Baizhan shook his wrist slightly, intending to cut off his head directly.

Qian but grabbed the blade with one hand, and stuck it firmly with the bone of his arm.

Blood spurted out, not only from the wound, but also from the opponent's mouth and nose, as if the sword had cut open the blood vessels and trachea in the neck, and it was only a hair's breadth away from beheading his head completely. It is this that never makes any progress. While sprinting with all his strength, Gan also pressed his other hand on the top of his head, pressing his head tightly against his neck—otherwise, the jolt of running alone would completely tear his neck apart.

Baizhan never expected that Gan would do this.

In other words, the square-inch chessboard had shown the path, and his actions did not exceed Xianshu's judgment, but it was not Baizhan's expected choice.

"You can only be stronger if you are not afraid of sacrifice."

The words the other party said suddenly appeared in his mind.

The distance between the two sides is so close that it is too late for any response at this moment.

The only thing Bai Zhan could do was to let go of the hand holding the sword and reach for the short dagger at his waist.

There was only a loud bang, and the full-speed impact hit Bai Zhan's body, the momentum was even more shocking than more than ten galloping horses! Bai Zhan's chest was instantly constricted, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

This blow caused him to break at least half of his ribs and even hurt his internal organs.

But for Qian, his time has entered the countdown, which can be seen from the rapid withering of the vines - he has spent a lot of energy on the exchange technique that is not his own type, and his own cycle is no longer sustainable. Once the leaves fell off and his field of vision became open again, he would have no second chance to approach Baizhan.

The only chance of victory lies in this moment!

Since the trachea was always disconnected, Gan didn't even have time to take a breath, so he made a final charge to Baizhan with his remaining breath.

Baizhan also knew that the moment of life and death had arrived.

He endured the severe pain caused by the broken ribs, and used the short dagger as a long sword, and slashed at the stem!

He wants to prove to the other party that in order to climb to a higher peak, he is also not afraid of death!

"Kunshu is the future, cut the universe——"

The two passed by.

The leaves all over the sky were stirred up by the airflow, and then slowly fell, leaving only a section of withered vines, as if jumping directly from spring to the bleak late autumn.

Bai Zhan felt that half of his arm seemed to be gone, and the punch he swung passed by his chest, and finally landed on his shoulder, smashing his shoulder blades to pieces.

"Ha, ha ha..." Bai Zhan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Because he is still standing!

With the price of an arm, in exchange for the moment of taking out his hand, not only did he do it, but he did it more perfectly than any previous swing of the sword.

The two air seas he did were pierced by his short dagger, and it was impossible to turn the situation around.

He turned around, looked at the back of Yuyi, who was unable to support his body and knelt on one knee, and heaved a sigh of relief. I finally won! That figure that was drifting away will never be an obstacle to him again.

Next, just cut off the opponent's head and let him suffer less pain.

Farewell, do it.

Bai Zhan said silently in his heart while raising his dagger.

But at this moment, the direction of the wind changed suddenly, and countless paths opened above his head, and they were closing at a very high speed!

Bai Zhan jumped back suddenly, and in an instant, a sharp blade shining with golden light descended from the sky, piercing into the position where he was originally standing!

He looked up, only to see a blue figure falling towards the ground at high speed. At the same time, a woman in white stepped down with her sword and stopped Bai Zhan.

"Get out of the way!" Bai Zhan realized that something was wrong, and slashed at the comer several times - this group of people came here for it! He must not let Qian leave Huiyang City!

He thought that he could force the woman back easily, but she turned around and summoned six flying blades as thin as cicada's wings, blocking his sword light one by one. Although each blow could bring her closer to the opponent, and if she continued to hit her, it would surely take her life, but this time was too slow for Bai Zhan!

"Luo Qingwei!"

He had already remembered that during the prison battle, it was also this person who blocked his secret attack. The rumored listener, the proud son of the Luo family in Youzhou.

"You're looking for death!" Bai Zhan had no choice but to focus all his attention on this person, planning to perform another chop and knock him to the ground.

However, the moment he drew the sword, the stabbing pain from his ribs made it difficult for him to control the sword's momentum!

At the same time, the cyan dragon also landed on top of Qian's head and grabbed him, "Miss Luo!"

The latter turned the flying blade into a golden wall curtain, flicked the dagger that had lost its aim, and jumped back, just in time to be caught by the dragon's claws, and soared towards the sky at lightning speed!

Bai Zhan could only watch helplessly as Qian and they disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.