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The two were suspended in mid-air.

Ling Xian's expression gradually calmed down, no surprise or joy!

He neither underestimated nor feared.

The more such enemies are, the more important it is to keep a calm mind and not be arrogant or impatient in order to make fewer mistakes.

In a word, you can deal with it with a normal heart.

Seeing Ling Xian's performance in his eyes, the demon cultivator's face showed a trace of solemnity, and he stroked his palms and laughed: "Yes, yes, I didn't expect that among the human cultivators in the Tongxuan realm, there are also strong people like Your Excellency, it seems that Luo Mou has finally met an opponent." ”

Before the words fell, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a treasure in the shape of a short halberd was sacrificed, staring at Ling Xian: "Your Excellency had better use your magical powers at the beginning, otherwise it will be useless to complain about the sky after a while." ”

Ling Xian laughed angrily, this guy's tone was really ridiculously big, he had never seen someone who had to take the initiative to mention his opponent before making a move.

"Since Your Excellency is full of confidence in your own strength, why don't you let me make a few moves first?" Ling Xian said teasingly.

"It's good!"

It was originally a ridicule and ridicule, but I didn't expect the other party to agree.

Ling Xian couldn't help but be stunned.

My heart became more and more vigilant.

There are two possibilities for this kind of result, either the other party is stupid, or his confidence in himself is really to the point of no return.

In Ling Xian's opinion, it was most likely the latter.

"Well, in that case, let your Excellency see and understand. ”

The other party promised to wait for himself to make a move, such a God-given opportunity, where did Ling Xian not make good use of it.

So he struck the Qingling Sword above his head one spell after another.

Suddenly, the sound of the sound came to the ears, and this sword was first made violently, and the spirit was swallowed, and the coercion it exuded was staggering.

But soon, it disappeared again, giving people the feeling of being short-lived.

Of course, this is only the surface.

As the Qingling Sword disappeared, dense sword filaments emerged in the void, each of which was very slender, but extremely sharp, and several feet long.

Ling Xian was still injecting mana into his body.

There were more and more sword wires, and soon there were nearly a hundred.

"Go!"

With Ling Xian's soft scream, these sword wires were as if they were being fired by a strong bow and crossbow, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking the air into their ears, and they swarmed towards the enemy densely.

Turn swords into silk!

For immortal cultivators who have survived the five heavenly tribulations, this is not a great secret technique, but there are only a handful of people who can use the sword into silk like this in battle, to be precise, without assistance, this is simply a task that cannot be completed.

Why?

Quite simply, although this move is extremely powerful, the preparation time is also ridiculously long, and it is easy to be interrupted by foreign objects.

Unless there is a companion guarding by the side, this trick is simply to quench Mei's thirst in a one-on-one heads-up, and there is no practical use.

But in front of him, Ling Xian had unleashed it.

I didn't expect this demon to really keep his promise, and I don't know if he should be arrogant or stupid?

Nearly 100 sword wires are similar to the magic weapons of flying needles.

The demon cultivator's pupils shrank, no matter how arrogant he was, in the face of such a scene, of course, he didn't dare to wait and watch.

With a dance of the halberd in his hand, a dense light blade suddenly swarmed out.

It seems that the difference with the size of a palm is not inferior to the sword wire at all, and it is even better.

Soon, the two collided viciously.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air was endless, and the power of those light blades may also be remarkable, but compared with the sword wire, it is far inferior, but it is just a cover, and it is beaten to pieces.

The demon cultivator was shocked, but he accidentally lost all the games, and at this time, if he wanted to change his tricks and dodge, it was obviously too late.

The two are only a hundred feet apart.

The sword wire had come to his depths and shallow distances, and it was attacking from all directions, and there was nowhere to hide.

No, there is another loophole, that is, behind him, this direction, for the time being, cannot be attacked by the sword wire.

So he pulled back.

Ling Xian could see it clearly, a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth, he was an immortal cultivator who had experienced a hundred battles, how could such an obvious loophole not be expected in advance?

If you anticipate it, how can you not take precautions?

Ling Xian was just deliberately exposing such a loophole to let the other party escape, and when the other party fled in panic, he could perform a real kill.

Therefore, there is a suspicion!

In other words, it's a trap.

The other party really did what he wanted, and Ling Xian was overjoyed in his heart.

The figure was slightly blurred, and the number of teleportations was cast, and then the space fluctuated, and Ling Xian appeared behind the other party, just blocking his retreat.

The timing and angle were extremely good, Ling Xian's right hand was raised, and the golden light in his palm was glazed, and he pushed the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire towards the other party.

This can be said to be a repetition of the old trick.

After all, the demon cultivator just now fell into his own flames.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to the ears, and sure enough, the other party was hit by flames.

What is the power of the Tianfeng Divine Fire, there is no need to describe it, just like just now, the demon cultivator was ignited, and there was a faint scream in his ears.

However, Ling Xian's face changed.

On the surface, he had calculated a strong enemy, but for some reason, Ling Xian felt a little inexplicably inappropriate......

The thought had just crossed my mind.

Ling Xian suddenly turned his head.

Then he saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

The demon cultivator appeared behind him.

How could it be that he was obviously hit by the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire?

Could it be that the other party is just a stand-in for him, and he ignited his own flames?

This thought was like lightning and fire, and Ling Xian had no time to verify it.

I saw the other party's right hand raised high, and then swung it down towards the front.

Rumble!

Its movements were obviously extremely simple, but it was accompanied by a gray demonic wind that swept towards him.

Ling Immortal was shocked, at such a close distance, he didn't even have time to perform teleportation, let alone sacrifice a treasure defense.

What to do?

With only a slight hesitation, Ling Xian was engulfed in by the roaring demon wind.

And this is not over, and then the crackling sound came to the ears, and in the demon wind, many dark arcs inexplicably appeared.

Its momentum is eye-catching, if it is an ordinary immortal cultivator, such an attack is enough to shatter its bones.

No, not to mention immortal cultivators, even if it's a demon clan, they can't bear it either.

This guy is not only powerful, but also cunning, he sees through Ling Xian's trap, and he also calculates and calculates him.

Ling Xian was in crisis.

The demon sacrificed the halberd in his hand.

He also saw that Ling Xian was not a good-looking character, so of course he had to take the opportunity to fall into the ground.

The demon wind and thunder and lightning alone may not make the other party fall, so what about adding magic weapons? )