The night was dark.
In the past two days, the martial world had been turbulent, and the weather was unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, the sky changed faster than a woman's face.
The thick dark clouds had covered the sky. When he looked up, there was not even a speck of starlight.
In the deep night, one could not even see their own fingers.
However, one could see a shimmering silver light…the tip of a spear!
The tip of the spear was moving quickly. To be precise, the person carrying the silver spear was running at high speed.
His lightness skill didn't seem to be very high, so he could only exert his strength and run wildly on the ground.
Duan Xincheng!
Of course, it was Duan Xincheng!
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was like a speck of starlight in the darkness. It was dazzling and eye-catching, making people involuntarily look at his spear.
If it was in the past, he would definitely be proud of this.
The words 'Iron-Blood Silver Spear' were formed by his own ability.
Although the middle-aged man who had been hiding his head and tail a few nights ago was not a very good person, Duan Xincheng had a saying that he very much agreed with…There
was a place for him among the younger generation of Phoenix Parasol Continent.
However, this was only for now.
Not only did Duan Xincheng want his name to have a place in the younger generation of the Phoenix Wood Continent, but so what if it was in the entire Nine States?
How could a man's heroic spirit shrink in a mere state?
But…that was in the future!
As for now…
Duan Xincheng stopped in his tracks.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was already in his hand, and a vast dragon's roar came from the spear.
His gaze was cold and solemn as he looked at a man in black in front of him.
The man in black held a knife in one hand, as if he had already fused with the pitch-black night.
If Duan Xincheng hadn't gotten used to the darkness along the way and could see his own fingers when he lowered his head, he definitely wouldn't have noticed the black-robed man in front of him.
Naturally, the people who appeared here without a sound would not have good intentions.
Duan Xincheng sighed.”
The man in black did not speak. He just looked at Duan Xincheng silently.
Duan Xincheng's face darkened."Alright, I've seen many people hiding their heads and tails along the way. Since that's the case, one of us will have to stay here."”
He was a man of his word.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Iron-Blood Silver Spear in his hand had already attacked brazenly.
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the Iron-Blood Silver Spear soared like a dragon!
The possibility is one time, the blink is also one time, the breath is one time, the tip of the spear is wrapped in the enormous power has reached the front of the eyes.
The saber…did not emit any light, but it spun twice in the air.
The saber that had spun twice appeared horizontally in front of the man in black. Then, the saber light was unsheathed.
"Too late!"
Duan Xincheng shouted confidently.
Because his gun was about to hit.
If this saber had already appeared the moment he attacked, he might have had to change his move.
But now, the momentum had been established. He really could not imagine how many people in the martial arts world could easily receive such a powerful spear, let alone a saber!
Ding!
It was unknown which one of them spread out first.
The grass on the ground was swept away by the strong wind, and all of them lowered their heads.
The two people who were fighting did not move.
To be precise, the black-robed man did not move. The Iron-Blood Silver Spear had already twisted into a bow, shooting out at an extremely dangerous angle.
Duan Xincheng's face was flushed red. This redness even infected the tip of the spear, causing it to turn red as well.
However…the red tip of the spear was completely useless against the saber.
The man in black held his saber in one hand, and the saber light was only halfway out of its sheath. The half-sheathed saber had already completely blocked the Iron-Blood Silver Spear.
No matter how the other party circulated his Xuan Gong, he did not move a single step.
Duan Xincheng's expression changed several times, but he suddenly heard a laugh.
As the laughter faded, a powerful internal force suddenly rolled over.
Duan Xincheng felt like he was not fighting with a person. Instead, he felt like he was facing a tsunami when he followed his uncle out to sea.
Although the other party was not as fierce as a tsunami, Duan Xincheng was filled with the same despair as before.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear flew out of his hand.
Duan Xincheng's thumb and forefinger split open as he knelt on one knee on the ground. His eyes were filled with confusion.
He had lost!
It was even somewhat inexplicable.
He was the one who had taken the initiative to attack, but he had been defeated miserably!
It was more miserable than any defeat in the past.
He raised his head and looked at the man in black blankly, but he heard the man in black say indifferently,"You still have one more chance to attack. If you don't cherish this chance, then…the Iron-Blood Silver Spear will be extinct from today onwards!”
Duan Xincheng took a deep breath. A burning sensation gushed out from his mouth and nose.
"Who exactly are you?"
Duan Xincheng asked.
"The person who killed you."
"Alright…Life and death are inevitable in the martial world. I'm only worried about dying in mediocrity…If you're an opponent, you're qualified to kill me!”
He suddenly took a deep breath and raised his hands. His face was red and a burning feeling surrounded his body, as if he was holding a scorching sun in his palms!
"Ever since I cultivated this technique, I have never shown it to anyone…Be careful-the sky is endless, and the sun shines upon all living beings!”
As his voice rang out, the surrounding vegetation and fallen leaves all turned yellow, and the burning sensation intensified.
"Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique!!"
…
…
PS: Although it hasn't been shown on the page, it's shown on the background…I've added it ~~~ Thank you for your support ~~~~ The night was dark.
In the past two days, the martial world had been turbulent, and the weather was unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, the sky changed faster than a woman's face.
The thick dark clouds had covered the sky. When he looked up, there was not even a speck of starlight.
In the deep night, one could not even see their own fingers.
However, one could see a shimmering silver light…the tip of a spear!
The tip of the spear was moving quickly. To be precise, the person carrying the silver spear was running at high speed.
His lightness skill didn't seem to be very high, so he could only exert his strength and run wildly on the ground.
Duan Xincheng!
Of course, it was Duan Xincheng!
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was like a speck of starlight in the darkness. It was dazzling and eye-catching, making people involuntarily look at his spear.
If it was in the past, he would definitely be proud of this.
The words 'Iron-Blood Silver Spear' were formed by his own ability.
Although the middle-aged man who had been hiding his head and tail a few nights ago was not a very good person, Duan Xincheng had a saying that he very much agreed with…There
was a place for him among the younger generation of Phoenix Parasol Continent.
However, this was only for now.
Not only did Duan Xincheng want his name to have a place in the younger generation of the Phoenix Wood Continent, but so what if it was in the entire Nine States?
How could a man's heroic spirit shrink in a mere state?
But…that was in the future!
As for now…
Duan Xincheng stopped in his tracks.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was already in his hand, and a vast dragon's roar came from the spear.
His gaze was cold and solemn as he looked at a man in black in front of him.
The man in black held a knife in one hand, as if he had already fused with the pitch-black night.
If Duan Xincheng hadn't gotten used to the darkness along the way and could see his own fingers when he lowered his head, he definitely wouldn't have noticed the black-robed man in front of him.
Naturally, the people who appeared here without a sound would not have good intentions.
Duan Xincheng sighed.”
The man in black did not speak. He just looked at Duan Xincheng silently.
Duan Xincheng's face darkened."Alright, I've seen many people hiding their heads and tails along the way. Since that's the case, one of us will have to stay here."”
He was a man of his word.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Iron-Blood Silver Spear in his hand had already attacked brazenly.
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the Iron-Blood Silver Spear soared like a dragon!
The possibility is one time, the blink is also one time, the breath is one time, the tip of the spear is wrapped in the enormous power has reached the front of the eyes.
The saber…did not emit any light, but it spun twice in the air.
The saber that had spun twice appeared horizontally in front of the man in black. Then, the saber light was unsheathed.
"Too late!"
Duan Xincheng shouted confidently.
Because his gun was about to hit.
If this saber had already appeared the moment he attacked, he might have had to change his move.
But now, the momentum had been established. He really could not imagine how many people in the martial arts world could easily receive such a powerful spear, let alone a saber!
Ding!
It was unknown which one of them spread out first.
The grass on the ground was swept away by the strong wind, and all of them lowered their heads.
The two people who were fighting did not move.
To be precise, the black-robed man did not move. The Iron-Blood Silver Spear had already twisted into a bow, shooting out at an extremely dangerous angle.
Duan Xincheng's face was flushed red. This redness even infected the tip of the spear, causing it to turn red as well.
However…the red tip of the spear was completely useless against the saber.
The man in black held his saber in one hand, and the saber light was only halfway out of its sheath. The half-sheathed saber had already completely blocked the Iron-Blood Silver Spear.
No matter how the other party circulated his Xuan Gong, he did not move a single step.
Duan Xincheng's expression changed several times, but he suddenly heard a laugh.
As the laughter faded, a powerful internal force suddenly rolled over.
Duan Xincheng felt like he was not fighting with a person. Instead, he felt like he was facing a tsunami when he followed his uncle out to sea.
Although the other party was not as fierce as a tsunami, Duan Xincheng was filled with the same despair as before.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear flew out of his hand.
Duan Xincheng's thumb and forefinger split open as he knelt on one knee on the ground. His eyes were filled with confusion.
He had lost!
It was even somewhat inexplicable.
He was the one who had taken the initiative to attack, but he had been defeated miserably!
It was more miserable than any defeat in the past.
He raised his head and looked at the man in black blankly, but he heard the man in black say indifferently,"You still have one more chance to attack. If you don't cherish this chance, then…the Iron-Blood Silver Spear will be extinct from today onwards!”
Duan Xincheng took a deep breath. A burning sensation gushed out from his mouth and nose.
"Who exactly are you?"
Duan Xincheng asked.
"The person who killed you."
"Alright…Life and death are inevitable in the martial world. I'm only worried about dying in mediocrity…If you're an opponent, you're qualified to kill me!”
He suddenly took a deep breath and raised his hands. His face was red and a burning feeling surrounded his body, as if he was holding a scorching sun in his palms!
"Ever since I cultivated this technique, I have never shown it to anyone…Be careful-the sky is endless, and the sun shines upon all living beings!”
As his voice rang out, the surrounding vegetation and fallen leaves all turned yellow, and the burning sensation intensified.
"Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique!!"
…
…
PS: Although it hasn't been shown on the page, it's shown on the background…I've added it ~~~ Thank you for your support ~~~~ The night was dark.
In the past two days, the martial world had been turbulent, and the weather was unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, the sky changed faster than a woman's face.
The thick dark clouds had covered the sky. When he looked up, there was not even a speck of starlight.
In the deep night, one could not even see their own fingers.
However, one could see a shimmering silver light…the tip of a spear!
The tip of the spear was moving quickly. To be precise, the person carrying the silver spear was running at high speed.
His lightness skill didn't seem to be very high, so he could only exert his strength and run wildly on the ground.
Duan Xincheng!
Of course, it was Duan Xincheng!
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was like a speck of starlight in the darkness. It was dazzling and eye-catching, making people involuntarily look at his spear.
If it was in the past, he would definitely be proud of this.
The words 'Iron-Blood Silver Spear' were formed by his own ability.
Although the middle-aged man who had been hiding his head and tail a few nights ago was not a very good person, Duan Xincheng had a saying that he very much agreed with…There
was a place for him among the younger generation of Phoenix Parasol Continent.
However, this was only for now.
Not only did Duan Xincheng want his name to have a place in the younger generation of the Phoenix Wood Continent, but so what if it was in the entire Nine States?
How could a man's heroic spirit shrink in a mere state?
But…that was in the future!
As for now…
Duan Xincheng stopped in his tracks.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear was already in his hand, and a vast dragon's roar came from the spear.
His gaze was cold and solemn as he looked at a man in black in front of him.
The man in black held a knife in one hand, as if he had already fused with the pitch-black night.
If Duan Xincheng hadn't gotten used to the darkness along the way and could see his own fingers when he lowered his head, he definitely wouldn't have noticed the black-robed man in front of him.
Naturally, the people who appeared here without a sound would not have good intentions.
Duan Xincheng sighed.”
The man in black did not speak. He just looked at Duan Xincheng silently.
Duan Xincheng's face darkened."Alright, I've seen many people hiding their heads and tails along the way. Since that's the case, one of us will have to stay here."”
He was a man of his word.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Iron-Blood Silver Spear in his hand had already attacked brazenly.
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the Iron-Blood Silver Spear soared like a dragon!
The possibility is one time, the blink is also one time, the breath is one time, the tip of the spear is wrapped in the enormous power has reached the front of the eyes.
The saber…did not emit any light, but it spun twice in the air.
The saber that had spun twice appeared horizontally in front of the man in black. Then, the saber light was unsheathed.
"Too late!"
Duan Xincheng shouted confidently.
Because his gun was about to hit.
If this saber had already appeared the moment he attacked, he might have had to change his move.
But now, the momentum had been established. He really could not imagine how many people in the martial arts world could easily receive such a powerful spear, let alone a saber!
Ding!
It was unknown which one of them spread out first.
The grass on the ground was swept away by the strong wind, and all of them lowered their heads.
The two people who were fighting did not move.
To be precise, the black-robed man did not move. The Iron-Blood Silver Spear had already twisted into a bow, shooting out at an extremely dangerous angle.
Duan Xincheng's face was flushed red. This redness even infected the tip of the spear, causing it to turn red as well.
However…the red tip of the spear was completely useless against the saber.
The man in black held his saber in one hand, and the saber light was only halfway out of its sheath. The half-sheathed saber had already completely blocked the Iron-Blood Silver Spear.
No matter how the other party circulated his Xuan Gong, he did not move a single step.
Duan Xincheng's expression changed several times, but he suddenly heard a laugh.
As the laughter faded, a powerful internal force suddenly rolled over.
Duan Xincheng felt like he was not fighting with a person. Instead, he felt like he was facing a tsunami when he followed his uncle out to sea.
Although the other party was not as fierce as a tsunami, Duan Xincheng was filled with the same despair as before.
The Iron-Blood Silver Spear flew out of his hand.
Duan Xincheng's thumb and forefinger split open as he knelt on one knee on the ground. His eyes were filled with confusion.
He had lost!
It was even somewhat inexplicable.
He was the one who had taken the initiative to attack, but he had been defeated miserably!
It was more miserable than any defeat in the past.
He raised his head and looked at the man in black blankly, but he heard the man in black say indifferently,"You still have one more chance to attack. If you don't cherish this chance, then…the Iron-Blood Silver Spear will be extinct from today onwards!”
Duan Xincheng took a deep breath. A burning sensation gushed out from his mouth and nose.
"Who exactly are you?"
Duan Xincheng asked.
"The person who killed you."
"Alright…Life and death are inevitable in the martial world. I'm only worried about dying in mediocrity…If you're an opponent, you're qualified to kill me!”
He suddenly took a deep breath and raised his hands. His face was red and a burning feeling surrounded his body, as if he was holding a scorching sun in his palms!
"Ever since I cultivated this technique, I have never shown it to anyone…Be careful-the sky is endless, and the sun shines upon all living beings!”
As his voice rang out, the surrounding vegetation and fallen leaves all turned yellow, and the burning sensation intensified.
"Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique!!"
…
…
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