As Shen Jianxin retreats, every blow from the other side will blow him out a few feet. Where they fight, it's like being attacked by several tornadoes. Most of the whole street is destroyed and becomes dilapidated.
The pedestrians and vendors on the street had already run away, but the shops and fences were almost destroyed.
The leader of the war spirit became more and more brave, but the anxious color on his face became more and more obvious.
On several occasions, he even took the initiative to exchange injuries for injuries and wanted to knock the teenager down completely.
It's a pity that things always go against one's wishes, because Shen Jianxin's toughness is very strong, and he has the body of Vajra. No matter how strong the opponent's strength is, at most, it's just painful but not hurt. It's just temporarily suppressed, and there's no sign of defeat.
Finally, the master of the war spirit made a concerted effort, and then he declined and exhausted. He could feel his heart beat faster and his physical strength burst to the peak. If he continued, he would decline.
"Lord thunder, it's your turn!" The master of Dusheng said in a deep voice.
Although the Lord of thunder always stayed in the same place, holding the terrible thunder robbing sword, he was always hidden.
Although he was twenty steps away from the two men in the battle, the distance between them was almost as close as he could think. Therefore, his failure to make a move was invisible, which caused great pressure on Shen Jianxin.
The reason why the Lord of war spirit can fight so well is inseparable from the suppression of thunder.
Although there was only one person left, it was actually equal to the joint efforts of the three Patriarchs to deal with Shen Jianxin, but at this time, it's time for the poor dagger to show up.
"Master of war spirit, I'll give you a hand!" The thunder Lord roared out loud and entered the arena strongly.
He saw the thunder robbing sword in his hand. Before the breath of the sword, the skin on Shen Jianxin's body had burst into goose bumps. It can be seen that the power of the sword is amazing.
If it is said that after swallowing the burst elixir, the war spirit Master's power is climbing wildly, following the routine of crushing people with strength and killing crabs with big stones, then the thunder robbing sword in the hand of thunder Lord is totally the opposite. It is to break the face with points and protect the body with unparalleled sharpness.
Even Shen Jianxin's body is not much better than that of any other body in the face of this sharp and unparalleled thunder robbing sword.
I saw a shining light of the sword coming out of the world, and it cut to Shen Jianxin's waist, which was very likely to cut him off.
At this time, the leader of the war spirit also summoned up the last wave of Yu Yong. His fist strength burst like thunder, and he waved dozens of fists at a time, blocking Shen Jianxin's retreat.
The two great masters fought hand in hand, and life and death were only in a moment.
Frost leaf has been so scared that she can't help but close her eyes. She doesn't dare to see the last picture again. In her eyes, no matter how strong the boy is, he can't stop the attack of the two patriarchs.
Only next to her, Qiuye still looks like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Her martial arts are so low that she can't see the danger in it. Instead, she yells, "you're shameless! Two for one! Shameless! Dirty
Before the words were heard, the leader of the war spirit had already burst out the final potential, and increased the strength of his fist to 100.
Every blow contains the power of destruction. Even if you are a powerful person in the secret world, you will be killed or injured if you get even one blow.
However, the continuous roar of all over the sky is just to seal Shen Jianxin's retreat, so that the space he can dodge is completely suppressed, and he can only use the thunderbolt.
What kind of power does that knife have? Why do the three patriarchs have such strong confidence in it?
With a flash of thunder, it's like crossing the distance of time and space, cutting Shen Jianxin with all the charm of cutting.
This sword is unavoidable, not to mention the battle soul master's full control of the field.
Puchi! The light of the knife came into Shen Jianxin's body, and the blade cut into Shen Jianxin's waist. Suddenly, the blood splashed out three feet away.
There was a moment of silence in the long street, and then the scream of autumn leaves was heard.
This knife has already cut each other, but the thunder Lord is full of amazement, his eyes become very complex, even with some fear.
Because in his cognition, this knife should not see blood, but directly cut each other off.
There is no blood in the blade. This is the real sharp knife!
Seeing the blood, I only heard one problem, that is, the blade was blocked. Whether it was the flesh and blood of the other side or for any other reason, this was something that the Lord of thunder could not accept, let alone imagine.
It's late, it's fast! Shen Jianxin roared and pulled out a knife from his waist. It was the thunderbolt sword.
There was a buzzing sound from the blade. There was a small thunder light jumping on the blade. It seemed very unconvinced to be held by the enemy.
The thunder Lord was so shocked that he did not pull out the thunder robbing sword from the opponent's hand. He made a quick decision, gave a strange cry, and retreated six steps in a row.
His retreat scared the soul of the war Lord out of his wits.
After fighting with Shen Jianxin for dozens of moves, the potential stimulated by the medicine in the body has turned from prosperity to decline and is in the process of falling.
The thunder Lord's knife failed. Even the thunder god knife was snatched by the other side. But the War Spirit Lord was in the weak position. How could he not panic.
It's late, it's fast! Shen Jianxin held the blade in his bare hand, and even had no time to grasp the handle back, so he stabbed the thunder robbing sword into the belly of the war soul master.
With a scream from the master of war spirit, the Qi of the whole body decayed at a faster speed.
Shen Jianxin got the knife. He whirled around to pick it. With a beautiful counterattack, he killed the invincible master of the war soul sect. He couldn't live.
Unexpectedly, Lord thunder didn't give a helping hand, and didn't mean to recapture Zhenzong's spirit soldiers. Instead, he swayed to Dusheng's side and seemed to want to join hands with him.
Master Dusheng was also shocked. Unexpectedly, the three masters joined hands. In a moment, one of them had fallen down, and even the famous thunder robbing sword had been lost.
"Don't panic, hold on! He's hurt so badly that it's the end of his rope! " The thunder Lord cried in a deep voice.
After hearing the words, the master of Dusheng calmed down and looked at the boy again. As the master of thunder said, he was seriously injured.
Shen Jianxin's waist was cut by the thunder god knife. There was blood splashing just now. At this moment, the wound contracted, leaving only a burnt black wound, about two inches long.
If the average person had been seriously injured, he would have fallen to the ground, but his face was paler than usual.
"Ray, he won't last long! Hang on to him Thunder Lord said sternly.
The master of Dusheng nodded and offered the Haoguang mirror again.
Several successive mirror lights shone on Shen Jianxin's body and face, immediately dispersing the Qi in his body, making him unable to suppress the injury and retreat.
The Haoguang mirror, as a spiritual soldier of Zhenzong, has not only the function of making people feel dreamy, but also a powerful auxiliary function.
Seeing that Shen Jianxin was seriously injured and retreated step by step, it was only a matter of time before he died. The two patriarchs' faces showed a relieved smile.
The two sisters, Qiuye and Shuangye, were bitter and terrified, because they knew very well that once the savage boy was completely defeated, what a miserable fate they would be waiting for them.
Not only them, but also yehenara will be destroyed. Once a full-scale war begins, the struggle between clans will never end, and it can only end with the complete annihilation of one of them.