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Chapter 42

The conversation was divided into two parts. Xiao Ying and Li Dongxing were confronting each other in the ancient battlefield of the Phantom Sword Sect.

Helplessly, Xiao Ying's Phantom Sword Technique left in the Divine Power Continent is probably only Shadow Sword Sect, so the biggest killer move for the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect is Shadow Sword!

Li Dongxing directly used Shadow Slash on Xiao Ying, which shows that he had the intention to kill.

"Shenglong Slash!" With a backhanded sword, Xiao Ying picked up Li Dongxing's sword and stabbed him back with one sword.

However, Li Dongxing was faster and the sword that had just been bounced off immediately swung back and collided with Xiao Ying's sword.

Now, Xiao Ying was beginning to lose control.

He, a person who has just entered the Linghai Realm, is not so perverted that he can compete with those who already have a deep foundation.

A slight gap in the spiritual power in the spiritual sea may determine the outcome of this duel.

"Hmph, a not-so-standard martial art." Li Dongxing snorted coldly and placed the sword across his chest: "Then I will let you see the sword magical powers of the Phantom Sword Sect!"

"Lingkong Sword Formation!"

Before he finished speaking, swords shining with blue light were inserted straight into the ground around Xiao Ying, and the hilts were connected to each other. It was such a simple sword formation. Xiao Ying swallowed his saliva. He could feel that the sword formation he passed down was definitely not simple. Although he had forgotten that he had practiced such a magical power, now he could not think too much. Just when the sword formation shot out a sword to attack him, Xiao Ying smiled, held the blue spirit sword in one hand, and drew an arc in the air. Suddenly, several dragons condensed by sword light penetrated into the gap of the Lingkong sword formation with the sword.

"Dragon Sword Formation!"

The two sword formations collided and began to repel each other and squeeze each other, as if they wanted to squeeze each other out of their position.

At the same time, Xiao Ying looked at Li Dongxing, held the Blue Spirit Sword, moved his body, and made a quick sword, and hit Li Dongxing's face.

"Hmm?" Li Dongxing's sword speed was obviously not enough to cover it. He stretched out his two fingers and clamped the Blue Spirit Sword. With one hand, he squeezed it, and the Blue Spirit Sword suddenly shattered into powder.

Too scary!

It turned out that he had not used all his strength just now! At this moment, Xiao Ying felt fear. If the Phantom Sword could not be taken out, he would have no choice.

run!

Xiao Ying took a step back, activated the phantom divine body to the extreme, and fled out.

But who would have thought that Li Dongxing was faster than him, and soon, a sword behind him stabbed him.

Xiao Ying had no choice but to condense a spiritual sword to block it.

Li Dongxing was impatient. He blocked Xiao Ying's sword and scratched the blade with his fingers. A drop of essence and blood dripped in. The sword in his hand suddenly emitted purple light.

"It's over, Xiao Ying." Li Dongxing sneered: "Fantasy...twist!"

"What?!" How could the existence of the true disciple not get the true master of the Sword Ancestor? Although this fantasy wrench is just a prototype and is not much more powerful than the Shadow Slash just now, the people who use it are more powerful than themselves!

At this moment, if Xiao Ying doesn't use his trump card, he will really have to wait to die.

Huanjie luckily passed through his body and landed on the ground, and cracked dozens of meters deep. Xiao Ying took a breath of air conditioning. It can be imagined that if it was hit hard just now, he would probably not even have a complete corpse!

"It's indeed the Phantom Divine Body." Li Dongxing sneered: "If you hand over the Phantom Sword Technique now, I might be able to spare your life."

"Impossible!" Someone said this to him 30,000 years ago, and he would rather choose to fight to the death.

What's wrong with today?

Wait, it seems there is no sword...

This is the most helpless thing that makes Xiao Ying. Now he has two swords on him, the first one is the Phantom Divine Sword, which undoubtedly directly represents his identity. Take it out? Seeking death!

The second one is the clone of the Chaos Battle Sword. This sword can’t even be held, how could it be... wait! Chaos Battle Sword?

The Chaos Sword God seems to have said that he can hide inside?

"It's over." Li Dongxing came with another shadow slash. This time, Xiao Yingzhi contacted and fired the Chaos Battle Sword, and was put into the sword.

"Puff!" After a while of fighting, Xiao Ying felt Li Dongxing's power and began to vomit blood. "His sword... actually has dark energy!"

After coughing up blood, he began to look at the environment inside the sword, like the chaotic space, with a gray void, showing three points of loneliness.

"Why did you come in?"

After hearing this sound, you will know that the visitor is definitely a beauty. "Who?" Xiao Ying condensed a spiritual sword.

"interesting

.” A girl walked slowly out of nothingness as she walked in a pussy step. She was wearing a pink dress, and her appearance was dignified and revealed an indescribable charm. Her hair was covered with just a pink hairband. The pink color made the woman's skin exuded a faint pink color, which was very beautiful. Her phoenix eyes were shimmering, which could capture the soul and make people feel the soul. Her lips were like cherry blossoms, which attracted endless imagination.

"You really forgot me?" The girl pouted and gestured, and instantly turned into a chaotic dragon, plated on Xiao Ying's sleeve.

Entering the peak of the virtual world?!

This speed really scared Xiao Ying, "You, you, why... so strong..."

"Yes, Master Long Xian passed on my compulsory mental method of the Chaos Dragon. My cultivation level has improved rapidly during this period." The sound is like a yellow oriole, and it is numb and numb. The eyes are circulating, attracting the soul. Even with Xiao Ying's concentration, she couldn't help but breathe rapidly. The girl returned to her human body and stuck out her tongue naughtyly: "I will introduce it again, my name is Long Ling."

"Xiao Ying." Xiao Ying said his name, "Is your space so easy to use? If you want to enter, if you want to come in, if you want to come out?"

"No, no, I'd better tell you the truth." Long Ling tilted her head: "This clone can only allow you to take shelter once, and then the sword will disappear when we go out."

"Then I'll stay here." Xiao Ying sat down cross-legged and began to adjust her breathing. "Stay here? What's the good thing? What do you want to do to me?" Long Ling's face turned red.

"You are a girl's house, why are you doing so much?" Xiao Ying sighed impatiently. Long Ling leaned over to Xiao Ying: "Hmph! I don't care, I'm interested in you!"

"Cough cough cough!" As soon as he recovered his spiritual power, he almost choked to death after hearing this sentence: "Sister, how many days have we known each other?" Xiao Ying admitted that Long Ling is really a top-notch, but he never thought about that aspect.

"Oh, what's wrong with this? The Sword God agreed." Long Ling narrowed her eyes, "Okay, that's it! We will be a couple in the future!"

"Is it too far-fetched?" Xiao Ying twitched his lips: "Where do you like me?"

"No, the first thing I saw when I was born was you. There is no way, haha!" Long Ling smiled and said, "I don't understand human rules. I'll ask you for advice in the future!"
Chapter completed!
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