Chapter 5947: life and death hole 19
However, the witch **** was not ready to let him go. I saw that he clenched the blade of the Xuanyang Sword in one hand and pulled it back suddenly. Under that strong force, unless Leng Xuan let go of the Xuanyang Sword in his hand, he would definitely be pulled over by the Xuanyang Sword. Gritting his teeth, Leng Xuan clenched the hilt of the sword, the other hand held a steel fist, and took advantage of the momentum to hit the opponent's head, trying to force the opponent to let go.
However, although his idea was good, the witch **** would not give in an inch. Instead of retreating, he turned his body towards Leng Xuan's steel fist. Steel fist into the flesh, Leng Xuan felt as if his fist hit a ball of cotton, but there was nowhere to bear it. And the witch god's face is even weirder. Under his strong attack, his skin actually dented inward like a ball, completely dissolving his strength. Before he had time to think about it, Leng Xuan secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly flew back. At this time, he had no choice but to abandon the Xuanyang Sword. Sure enough, as soon as his figure retreated, the Witch God's offensive had already begun. If he still refuses to give up the Xuanyang Sword, he will definitely fall into the opponent's offensive. At that point, it will be difficult to get out. However, just as he was thinking about how to take back the Xuanyang Sword, the witch **** made an unexpected move. The opponent held the Xuanyang Sword in both hands, and actually wanted to break it. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but want to laugh.
The Xuanyang Sword is named as a magic weapon, how can it be broken so easily. Seeing that the Xuanyang sword in his hand was motionless, the witch **** did not know that this sword was an extraordinary weapon. However, when he saw Leng Xuan's sneering eyes, anger flooded his heart again. Immediately, the flames in his hand were surging, and the endless stream of flames was introduced into the Xuanyang Sword. Looking at him like that, it seems that he wants to refine the Xuanyang Sword through flames. Leng Xuanqiang held back the laughter in his heart and said secretly: "Burn it, burn it, it is rare to have a free meal for Senior Chiwu to enjoy." If the witch **** knew that there was a flaming beast residing in the Xuanyang Sword, he would probably cry to death. . Those flames of his, not only could not cause damage to the Xuanyang sword, but provided Chiwu with sufficient energy. After a while, under the scorching flames, the Xuanyang Sword remained unchanged. Seeing this, the witch **** frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. It seems that he is ready to give up the idea of breaking the Xuanyang Sword. However, at this moment, Xuanyang Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling red light. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the flame summoned by the witch **** was madly swallowed by the red light.
Originally, the witch **** had always been in the dominant position, but at this moment, the Xuanyang Sword turned against the guest and took the initiative to absorb the power of flames in his body. This sudden change shocked the witch god. Frightened, he threw his hands and wanted to throw the Xuanyang Sword in his hand. However, the Xuanyang Sword was like a maggot on the tarsus, sticking firmly to his hand. No matter what he did, he could never get rid of the Xuanyang Sword. With the passage of time, every time the Xuanyang Sword absorbed the power of flames, the light on the Witch God dimmed. At this speed, it won't be long before Leng Xuan takes a shot, and the Wushen's body will be hollowed out by the Xuanyang Sword. At that time, Leng Xuan can easily defeat the opponent with just one move of his finger. However, the witch **** did not have the same intentions as Leng Xuan. Seeing that he couldn't stop Xuanyang Sword, the witch god's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly.