C129

Chapter 129 - Berserk (1)

There was no lightning striking down from the sky, but there was a rumbling sound as countless small thunder snake s on Xia Xuan's body scurried over. Before they could even react, they had already arrived in front of him.

Even though Xia Xuan was extremely fast, he was still able to react, and the countless flames in his hands gathered together, grabbing towards the flamethrower.

"Crack!" A sound of metal slicing through flesh rang out. The flamethrower broke through the flame that was wrapping around her hand, and the tip of the spear pierced into her hand, drawing a shallow line of blood.

After learning the lesson, he no longer dared to underestimate his opponent. Countless spiritual energy in his hands instantly condensed into a flaming large knife, and the large knife blocked the attack in front of him. The flamethrower's spear tip was pointed at the large knife, but the flamethrower was no longer as successful as it usually was. The spear tip slightly pierced into the large knife, but it did not pierce through the large knife.

Xia Xia knew that after displaying the flash lightning, he would no longer be able to rely on his speed to catch the opponent unprepared. Although his attack was blocked, it didn't mean that he would stop just like that.

The silver snake on his body scattered but did not retract it, and in an instant, he leapt behind the flames. The flamethrower also turned around, and the large knife in the hands of the flames was also moved, with such a fast speed, it was unable to react to the incoming flames at such close proximity, and the fire large knife immediately left his hand.

As the turning point of the flamethrower lance slashed towards the neck of the burning neck, the Yan Clan's people, who were still in shock, saw the flamethrower lashing towards their own neck but were helpless.

Just then, an ice awl suddenly flew over, the ice awl struck the tip of the flamethrower's spear, although the ice awl was shattered, the flamethrower was bounced back because of it.

"You better be serious." Han Jian bellowed at Flame Spear. If not for him constantly paying attention to the battle on this side of the flame, his little life would have been lost today.

A three foot long scimitar suddenly slashed at the cold sword, causing the cold sword to have no choice but to pull out its sword to deal with it, but in this kind of distracted state, the cold smoke was simply no match for Suo Balang, and the blade's light flickered, causing it to gradually fall into a disadvantageous position.

Although it was the first time he had seen this sovereign, he could still hear his name. There were eight brothers in the Cold City and all of them were experts in scimitar s, and the eight of them had once defeated a ninth stage expert together. Although the sword skills of the Cold Sword were incomparable in the Hundred Beasts Sect and their cultivation had already reached the peak of the third stage, they were definitely not Suo Balang's match.

After understanding the situation with the cold sword, Inflammation immediately perked up, he had to quickly defeat Xia Xuan and go reinforcements the cold sword, if not today's matter would not be easy to deal with.

Before Xia Xuan could react, countless spiritual energy s gushed out of the body of the inflamed body. The flames had already turned into a shooting star and rushed towards Xia Xuan. The spiritual energy wrapped its fist up in three layers outside of the body.

Although the flamethrower was a divine instrument, ninety percent of its power had already been sealed. The current flamethrower was unable to even break through the layer of spiritual energy in the inflamed hand. Therefore, he was still very alert about the inflammation punch, holding the flamethrower tightly in his hands. The binocular was like an eagle staring at the inflammation move, hoping to find a flaw in the inflammation.

Suddenly, Xia Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and silver snake s started to flow throughout his body. Not only did it not fear inflammation, it directly rushed towards it. When Xia Xuan arrived in front of Yan Shi Yan, the flamethrower in his hand fiercely attacked Yan Zhi.

This spear strike was crafty under Xia Xuan's extremely high speed, and just happened to catch all the flaws of the inflammation and the place that was hit was also fatal.

Under the attack of the spear, the flames had no choice but to defend. Instead, they stopped attacking Xia Xuan and gathered all the spiritual energy at his throat. At the same time, he leaned backwards, barely dodging Xia Xuan's spear.

After his spear was dodged, Xia Xuan did not panic. With a violent press of his hands, the flamethrower was smashed towards the face of the flames once again. At this time, there was no time for Yan Shi Yan to dodge. The body of the flamethrower smashed into his face, immediately causing his face to become sunken.