In the middle of the sky, Li Xian and Yan Fei's figures crisscross, and they fight together in an instant.
Compared with the first fight between the two sides, this time their battle was dazzling. The two bodies left layers of illusions. Akigu and others could not see clearly the movements of the two sides, only could see a group of golden light and a black light tangled.
If we say that in the previous battles, they competed for the realm of both sides and the degree of spiritual power behind them, then this time, the pure competition was about martial arts, reaction and experience.
Looking at the two invisible figures in the sky, qiugutong exclaimed to himself.
Apart from other things, Li Xian is very strong.
It is not difficult for the head of a country to say that the strength of spiritual power can be improved through pills and spiritual things, and there are other ways to improve the realm.
However, fighting and responding to emergencies are not something that can be obtained casually. What is really useful can only be obtained in the battle of life and death.
One mistake will determine one's own life and death, and the experience gained in this way is undoubtedly the most precious.
Yan Fei, as an emissary of the evil heaven sect, said that he was going to do the business of killing people and stealing goods. Naturally, the emissary of the evil heaven sect meant to send people to the paradise.
It's normal for him to fight so well. As an old monster who has lived for so many years, he has experienced countless battles in places like magic heaven sect.
However, why can Li Xian not fall behind? As an Imperial Emperor, he will do his best to deal with people. God knows.
At this time, a roar came.
"Mountain collapse."
Suddenly, Li Xian gave a light drink and fought for nearly a hundred rounds. He finally found a chance to get close.
One punch is the powerful blow he has learned for many days.
This blow, just like its name, can burst out dozens of times of power at the moment of punching through the change of spiritual power. When it hits, the mountain falls apart.
"Boom."
With a loud bang like thunder, Li Xian's fists were filled with Golden Imperial air, just like a brilliant sun.
But if you look carefully, you will find that the golden light is actually dozens of subtle, but it is composed of different spiritual power, entangled with each other.
It's hard to explain all the mysteries of the world of practitioners. It's not easy for one person to go out of his own way after exhausting his life. Although practitioners have the idea of gathering the strengths of a hundred schools, it's not a simple thing to really master hundreds of martial arts skills. If it wasn't for Li Xian to get countless low-level martial arts skills with the help of the emperor system, it would not have been such a move Now.
It can be said that collapsing mountain in other people's hands is not a possible martial art, but for Li Xianlai, it is indeed a fatal killing move.
It's not easy for Li Xian to fight for such a long time. Naturally, Li Xian is going all out. Even if he can't hurt the opponent seriously, he will do a lot of harm.
However, just when Li Xian's fist was about to touch Yan Fei's chest, suddenly, a huge force came from his arm, and then it was like rolling the river, carrying all the original strength of the fist back.
"Gee."
Suddenly aware of the change, Li Xian did not dare to delay. He quickly took off his power and stepped back. A black light flashed in front of him. It was Yan Fei's hand like a sharp blade.
"Boy, I admit that your strength has greatly exceeded my expectations, but no matter what means you use, you will die today. Let's see what is the real power."
For Yan Fei, almost being hit by Li Xian is definitely a shame. At their level, some things can't be seen by outsiders. For the first time, Yan Fei and Li Xian fight for spiritual power and hang each other with Qi.
Although in the end Li Xian seems to run away in a mess, in fact, he is the one who lost.
You know, once one side retreats in the air engine collision, the power of two people will flow to one person. However, Li Xian not only dissolves this power, but also takes one person to leave. Yan Fei has already lost this game. That's why he is so angry and resentful of Li Xian.
Outsiders may not be able to see this kind of thing, but both sides involved in the fight understand what happened.
Just now, both sides deliberately fight with martial arts, conceited that the ghost claws are unparalleled in the world. Yan Fei, who is invincible in close combat, lost once. Although it seems to be a draw, for him, a younger generation seized the opportunity and seized the flaw. This is a loss, a loss.
In one day, he was defeated by the same man twice in succession.
No, it's impossible. Only killing him can wash away such shame.
"Ghost breaking claw."
In a flash, Yan Fei's hands on a more emitting blue light, like ice crystal general fist claws.
With the appearance of this fist claw, a cold and ancient breath slowly spread out, even Yan Fei's original disgusting breath seemed to disappear.
"I'm afraid the rank of this thing is not under Xuanyuan sword."Li Xian stares at the pair of blue fists and claws, with a dignified flash between his eyebrows. He once consulted Ou Yezi about the differences of spirit weapons. Li Xian has further improved how to judge the level of spirit weapons.
It's an ordinary spirit weapon, and heaven level is the best.
Gathering the spiritual power of heaven and earth, possessing spirituality is regarded as an immortal. According to spirituality, it can be divided into true and false.
And above the immortal products are the divine products. For example, Xuanyuan in Li Xian's hands, with the most primitive power between heaven and earth, is independent of heaven and earth. No matter what the vicissitudes of life are, it can't affect its existence.
According to Ou Yezi, Xuanyuan sword is the existence of artifact level, but artifact also has strength. It's a pity that Ou Yezi's realm is not enough, and he can't understand it.
"What's the matter with this place?" Li Xian shook his head, and there was a little playfulness in his eyes.
Normally speaking, in the human realm of East China, the heavenly level artifact should be the top one, not counting the Xuanyuan sword in his hand. This should be the second thing he saw. It might be the divine level artifact.
The treasure of the warlords comes from Huang Taiji's Chiyou Tomahawk. With this guy's ghost claw in his hand, the East China is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
However, Li Xian's expression falls in Yan Fei's eyes, which is undoubtedly naked ridicule.
"Go to death, no one can live under the claw of the ghost, devour the soul."
With a roar, Yan Fei's hands burst with black light, and then he pulled it hard. In a moment, the suffocating breath spread, as if the whole space had been torn by him.
However, in the face of such a powerful attack, Li Xian laughed. ..