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Fan Yingyang didn't know how many times he had been knocked down, after he flew out, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his face was covered with blood and dust, his spirit armor was constantly disillusioned, and the terrifying blood hole in his chest could even see the wriggling internal organs. 【Reading.com】

Because he lost an arm, he couldn't stand up with one arm like Xiao Qiang, so every time he stood up by rolling.

It's just that as soon as it rolls, the master's demeanor is gone.

What made Fan Yingyang feel even more ashamed was that Xiao Qiang obviously regarded himself as the object of sword training, he became more and more comfortable with the control of the sword soul, and the power of the sword soul became more and more powerful, and there were even signs of transformation.

He had heard that Xiao Qiang was a combat-type genius before, with a very high level of understanding, and would always use the strength of his opponent to stimulate his potential, and today he could be regarded as truly enlightened, but sadly, the person who sparred was himself.

The more Fan Yingyang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he roared angrily, and at the same time as the blood stains on his face opened and cracked, the sticky plasma stuck to his face and eyebrows splashed everywhere.

His body was flowing with cyan light, and he repaired the Condor Spirit Armor in an instant, and then flashed lightly, flipped his wrist, and took out a Condor Feather.

This is already the third feather, and it is also the last, Fan Yingyang has always been reluctant to use it, but Xiao Qiang's Xuanmo contains strange innate spiritual power, which is too damaging to his body, and he needs time to clean up the innate energy that invades his body.

Xiao Qiang walked forward with his sword, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the feather in Fan Yingyang's hand, before he destroyed two feathers in succession, he naturally knew that this baby's defense was super strong.

It's a pity that his cultivation in the past few months has stored more than forty innate spiritual powers that have entered the dream realm space.

Even if he only released two at a time, Fan Yingyang needed at least twenty feathers to be enough

Xiao Qiang knows very well that although he has taken the initiative, it is not easy to turn his advantage into a victory.

If he could slowly destroy Fan Yingyang's life-saving magic weapon, it would be equivalent to destroying Fan Yingyang's will to fight step by step, so Xiao Qiang did not hesitate to strengthen the sword wheel attack at the same time, and once again sacrificed the Forbidden Heaven Sword.

Immediately after that, there was the second sword, the sword that stole the sky

If the Forbidden Sky Sword is an upgraded version of the Decepticon Sword, then the Sky Stealing Sword is an upgraded version of the Shadow Sky Sword.

After this period of running-in, Xiao Qiang has completely deduced the two personalities that the sword soul should have, the first is naturally domineering like fire, and the second is elegant like the wind.

With an earth-shattering roar, Fan Yingyang's body protection defense distorted and deformed, forcibly tearing the prohibition from the void.

However, he came back to his senses, sensed a dangerous undercurrent in front of him, and hurriedly slammed the somewhat broken Condor Feathers across his chest.

At the same time as he changed his body, he stole a sword from the sky and came in an instant

The shadowless and invisible flying sword instantly escaped from the void and struck at the Condor Feather, and at the same time as the sword qi collapsed, it quickly condensed and formed behind the Condor Feather, turning into a transparent small sword again.

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The flying sword stabbed forward suddenly, right in front of Fan Yingyang's chest

If the strange blow created the illusion that the feathers of the Condor were penetrated, Fan Yingyang spurted blood and retreated, throwing the feathers of his hands as waste, and retreated for more than ten meters before stopping.

"It's a pity, I could have used it again. Xiao Qiang was shrouded in flames, and before striding forward, he grabbed the void with his big hand, and grabbed the feathers of the divine eagle flying in the air current.

Fan Yingyang covered his chest with one hand, panting violently, blood gushing down between his mouth and nose, and when his eyes saw the feather in Xiao Qiang's hand, his heart was tingling, and then he felt endless humiliation.

Although he knew that Xiao Qiang was deliberately stimulating himself, and although he knew that Xiao Qiang's self-healing ability far surpassed his own, he still seized this rare time to clean up the invading energy in his body, repair the spirit armor, and bless the defense.

Sure enough, Xiao Qiang's dragon spirit battle armor suddenly flashed a flash of green light, and the sword wheel suspended behind him rotated again, and the endless flying sword turned into a rotating pillar of light, instantly projecting into Fan Yingyang's spiritual defense.

With a dense explosion, Xiao Qiang and Fan Yingyang moved at the same time

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Xiao Qiang held the sword in one hand and the feather of the Divine Eagle in the other, and was instantly projected to the end of the pillar of light of the sword wheel, and the Xuan Mo in his hand was like a black lightning, stabbing forward quickly.

Before the sword arrived, the tip of Xuanmo's sword and the shuttle of three innate spiritual powers had already flown out in parallel, blocking the space for Fan Ying to move.

With a bang, the innate spiritual power on the far left slammed into Fan Yingyang's body protection defense, and suddenly let out a violent explosion.

Almost instantly, Xiao Qiang's Xuanmo was introduced, and the mystery of stealing the sky and a sword was activated again.

Fan Ying's blood was churning, like a frightened bird, and his broken arm suddenly grew a wing, which was incredibly blocked in front of him

Obviously, he learned a lesson once, and this last life-saving wing was almost clinging to his spirit armor, and there was no room for the Heaven Stealing Sword to "go around" at all.

However, he still underestimated the mystery of the sword of stealing the sky, Xiao Qiang's sword, and successfully fused the third sword intent, the mystery of the soul chasing sword, into it.

This sword, the main soul attack

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The invisible flying sword struck Fan Yingyang's iron wings, and while they collapsed, they released a strange ripple that directly penetrated Fan Yingyang's body.

Fan Yingyang's soul sea shook, and the soul defense soul bead released a white light, directly strangling this ripple that had infiltrated the soul.

However, in the depths of his soul, a few flashes of light suddenly flashed, which suddenly made him in a trance.

In an instant, Xiao Qiang's Xuanmo lightly touched Fan Yingyang's chest.

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As soon as the innate spiritual power illusion shuttle flew out and burst directly, blowing Fan Yingyang's wings to pieces, and the terrifying air flow continued to advance, shattering the spirit armor on Fan Yingyang's chest, like the claws of a monster, tearing his chest apart

Fan Yingyang let out a miserable scream, bowed and flew upside down, falling heavily to the ground, the broken spirit armor flashed with cyan electric sparks, and finally completely collapsed, exposing Fan Yingyang's broken body.

Xiao Qiang's sword-holding arm also exploded into flesh and blood, the dragon spirit arm armor changed for a moment, and the dragon scales slowly retracted.

The paleness of his face flashed, and he strode towards Fan Yingyang with Xuanmo in his hand.

Fan Yingyang struggled to stand up, glanced at the blood hole in his chest, and once again tenaciously summoned the Condor Spirit Armor to protect himself.

His bloodstained eyelashes tried his best to provoke, looking at Xiao Qiang walking opposite, but his eyes were a little trance.

That year, the peach blossoms were in full bloom and he saw her.

That year, when the snow was falling, he saw her.

That year, at her grave, he saw her again.

Just now, he saw her again.

The unforgettable memory was covered with a layer of blood at this moment, which also made Fan Yingyang's world gray.

"Little junior sister, he really looks like you. Fan Yingyang looked at Xiao Qiang in a daze and said with tears in his eyes.

"You don't deserve to call her junior sister," Xiao Qiang said coldly, and Xuan Mo pierced Fan Yingyang's throat