Chapter 1842: Leng Xuan VS Lanming Sword 2
Leng Xuan cursed secretly, not knowing what move the other party was using, but the surrounding space was almost imprisoned, making him feel like he was falling into the water, and his movements were extremely slow. Avoid it, how can it be so reckless with the opponent.
In terms of infuriating energy, Leng Xuan is not as good as the other party at all, after all, the difference is a big realm. Seeing that the infuriating energy in his body was rapidly depleting little by little, Leng Xuan's mind quickly thought about countermeasures. Don't talk about ten moves, he can't even hold on to five moves. At this time, he gritted his teeth, and the dragon subduing rod in his hand suddenly loosened, and then he stood upright and greeted the opponent's sword tip.
Lan Mingjian's eyes suddenly flashed a little strangeness, he really couldn't understand why Leng Xuan gave up resistance, and instead presented the key points in front of him, did the other party admit defeat? Just as this thought surged in his heart, his expression suddenly changed.
I saw Leng Xuan brandishing his dragon-subduing staff and smashing Lan Mingjian's head vigorously from the side. Leng Xuan does this, it can be said to be a lose-lose style of play. If the opponent does not block his Dragon Subduing Staff, then when Lan Mingjian's sharp sword pierces his body, the Dragon Subduing Staff in his hand will also hit Lan Mingjian's head. Naturally, Lan Mingjian would not accept the result of losing both sides. He turned around and immediately waved his long sword towards Leng Xuan's Dragon Subduing Staff to block it.
Only heard the sound of 'ding', the dragon subduing rod in Leng Xuan's hand was accurately picked up by the Lan Mingjian, and Leng Xuan also took advantage of the strength of the opponent's long sword and flew backwards. After the distance was widened, Leng Xuan did not continue to fight back, but first stood firm and adjusted his internal interest. The fight just now made him consume a lot of infuriating energy, and he must recover a little as soon as possible. With the full power of the Nine Suns Divine Casting Technique, the True Qi in his body recovered little by little.
However, Lan Mingjian was obviously not going to give him too much time, and he saw his body suddenly jump high in the air, and the sword in his hand was thrown by him. Immediately, he was only heard saying in a solemn tone: "Blue Sword Secret Sword Three Styles, Heavenly Flame Sword, Ning!" As his voice fell, he saw that the sharp sword suddenly became more than several times larger, and the body of the sword was It also carried a faint blue flame. "Go!" Lan Mingjian shouted loudly, and suddenly the giant sword fell from the sky and quickly attacked Leng Xuan on the ground.
Leng Xuan snorted softly, his feet slammed hard, and then bounced into the air. And the dragon subduing rod he held tightly also emitted a hot flame. This flame was condensed by the Nine Suns Casting Divine Art. Leng Xuan held the dragon subduing staff wrapped in flames, his body turned into a sharp arrow, and charged towards the giant sword at the speed of a meteor.
When the two of them collided, the flame on the giant sword immediately swallowed Leng Xuan into it. For a time, Leng Xuan's body was completely covered by that faint blue flame. And Lan Ming swordsman combined the sword art, and the flame on the giant sword suddenly became more vigorous. The faucet on the ground and Ling Tian frowned as they watched Leng Xuan remain silent in the flames for a long time. Ling Tian couldn't help but said, "Old Man Long, Leng Xuan, will he be okay? Shall we help him?"