I Can See the Lines of Fortune

The wound on his chest was faintly painful, and Mo Xiaobai frowned slightly.

He didn't put on his rare sky-cast leather armor, and his combat power was a bit weaker than in his heyday.

Even if Ning Feng was severely injured, he still had the second- or second-level strength, which was very tricky.

At this moment, a slight tingling sensation came from the wound, and Mo Xiaobai felt that the speed of his healing was much faster.

Legendary Original Skill, Breath of Life.

The breath of life on the first floor made Mo Xiaobai's recovery much faster.

After the flurry of dance, Ning Feng's body stagnated for a moment as the violent attack ended.

A stern light flashed in Mo Xiaobai's eyes, and he bullied himself up, clenching the heavy sword in both hands, and the sword shadow flickered.

Three in a row!

Ning Feng glared at the ground and moved his body sideways, dodging the sword shadow, but the sharp sword wind still scratched a shallow scar on his exposed arm.

However, the scars paled in comparison to the scars that already existed on his arm.

Ning Feng had already fallen into madness at the moment, his deep black eyes contained a gloomy and frantic look, the pain on his body seemed to have no effect on him, he carried the sword and launched a fierce attack on Mo Xiaobai again.

Clang!

Clang! !

Clang! ! !

The shape of the two people changed, the original force surged, the original skill was running, the sword swung an afterimage in the air, the sound of the sword clamoring continued to sound, and the ring-shaped energy generated by the collision spread over a range of more than ten meters.

Because the strength under their feet was too great, cracks appeared on the bluestone street.

The battle lasted a few minutes.

After all, Ning Feng's cultivation level surpassed that of Mo Xiaobai. Although Mo Xiaobai possessed the power of a giant spirit and the breath of life, his strength and speed were still slightly weaker than that of Ning Feng.

From time to time, his body was left with marks by war knives, the black school uniform became tattered, and blood flowed from the wound.

And Ning Feng was also not feeling well. Under the Holy Light's trial, his injuries were too serious, and his body was covered with crack-like wounds. Every time the attack broke out, purple-black blood spurted out from the wound.

At this moment, Ning Feng's face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss.

Even so, the expression on his face was still as ferocious and terrifying as a demon.

"Dead! Die! Die!! Die for me!!"

A hoarse low roar spit out from Ning Feng's mouth, and his sword was swung with heavy strength.

Mo Xiaobai's arm was numb from the shock of the powerful force, his palms were torn apart, and the hands holding the ridge of the demon dog were already stained with blood, and the tingling sensation continued to stimulate Mo Xiaobai's brain.

Even so, Mo Xiaobai remained expressionless.

Compared with the ferocity of Ning Feng's attack, he steadily avoided the attack, resisted the attack, and only made a counterattack when he seized the opportunity.

The long and continuous fighting made Mo Xiaobai feel the pain in the muscles all over his body, and the sweat and blood all over his body flowed down. He tried his best to keep his body from deforming.

He could feel that Ning Feng's attack strength was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Obviously, Ning Feng's strength is also weakening, even weakening faster than him!

As long as you persevere, you will win!

At this moment, perhaps because of excessive blood loss, Ning Feng's body swayed slightly.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaobai flashed a cold light in his eyes, and regardless of the severe pain in his body, he stepped out with his right foot, and the epee slashed through the air, running the little remaining original force.

Three in a row!

Three sword shadows slashed towards Ning Feng.

Ning Feng's pupils shrank, and the sword in his right hand greeted Jianying.

Clang!

Clang! !

laugh!

A screeching sound rang out, and the last sword shadow swept across Ning Feng's chest, tearing open a large opening, and purple-black blood spurted out.

"what……"

The wound was surging, and Ning Feng roared like a wounded beast.

His left hand stretched out to his side.

On the left of the two, the shadow dog is fighting with Li Qishui.

If the shadow dog does not sneak, its strength is not much stronger than Li Qishui.

Both of them were also injured, and their breath became much weaker.

At this moment, a purple-black mist suddenly appeared above the Shadow Demon Dog's body.

In a whimper, the shadow dog turned into a purple-black mist and merged into Ning Feng's body.

In the distance, Li Qishui was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and looked at Mo Xiaobai's direction with some horror.

"Xiao Bai, be careful!"

After absorbing the purple-black mist transformed by the Shadow Dog, Ning Feng's originally deep black eyes were dyed with an evil purple-black light, his body swelled in a circle, and his skin also turned purple-black.

He stepped out and the sword in his hand was dyed with a thick purple-black mist, and he slashed towards Mo Xiaobai, even faster than the beginning.

"Death to me!!"

The hair on Mo Xiaobai's back exploded, and the heavy sword was crossed.

Clang! !

The terrifying force vibrated, Mo Xiaobai stepped back again and again, his face turned pale in an instant, he opened his mouth and spurted a mouthful of blood, and his arm was shaken by the giant force and kept shaking.

And after Ning Feng's blow, his body swayed, his breath weakened, the purple-black skin faded, and it became paler than snow.

Then, Ning Feng turned around abruptly and ran towards the demon statue.

He bent down to pick up the demon stone statue and ran towards the distance.

Mo Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses.

He is running away!

Mo Xiaobai's face froze, despite the severe pain in his body, the dim white light above his legs revolved, his strength exploded, and his body turned into a black shadow, chasing after Ning Feng.

laugh!

The epee slashed towards Ning Feng's back, and when he was about to slash, Ning Feng turned his head sharply, swung the sword, and collided with the epee.

Clang!

Mo Xiaobai froze, while Ning Feng lost his balance and took a few steps backwards.

Mo Xiaobai stepped forward with his right foot, and the last trace of the original force flashed on his left foot. With the power of the giant spirit and the powerful force of the breath of life, he swept heavily on Ning Feng's chest.

clack clack...

The sound of dense bone cracks sounded, and Ning Feng's face changed dramatically, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out.

Boom!

That tall body crossed a parabola in the air and landed heavily on the ground five meters away.

After falling to the ground, Ning Feng struggled to stand up, Mo Xiaobai stepped forward and stepped down again.

boom! !

Ning Feng's chest was sunken, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood again.

His hands lost strength, the sword and the demon stone fell to one side, and the vitality began to slowly dissipate.

Mo Xiaobai looked down at Ning Feng, pursed his lips, his face was indifferent, and clenched the heavy sword in his hand.

Just when Ning Feng's vitality began to dissipate, his dark eyes, which were originally gloomy and hidden, seemed to fluctuate and became a little more glorious.

His eyes were a little confused at first, and then he seemed to think of something, his body shook, his eyes widened, his pupils dilated slightly, his vision was a little hollow, and a red liquid slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Ah... ah... ah... I, what did I do...?"

His low, hoarse voice was filled with despair, pain, and disbelief.

Mo Xiaobai was stunned, and looked at Ning Feng with some doubts.

At this moment, he found that the black doom line around Ning Feng's body slowly dissipated and turned white again.