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Chapter 850 Unleashing the Sword, Retracting the Sword

Xu Ming's sudden change of sword moves also made Xie Bi'an doubtful.

Originally, Xie Bi'an's sword moves were faster, more precise, and fiercer than Xu Ming's previous sword skills, and even faster than Shangguan Changkong to some extent. The result of pursuing simple sword moves.

Ordinary monks from ten thousand realms and nine provinces are trying their best to simplify things, but this Xie Bian is a genius who has found a new way. From the moment he stepped into the way of swordsman, there are only two things in his life.

Take out the sword, draw the sword.

And these two things also became a reincarnation over and over again, and it was only after day after day of practice that such a fast, accurate and ruthless sword technique came into being.

Originally, after witnessing Xu Ming's victory over Fan Wujiu, Xie Bi'an also had a lot of confidence in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that Xu Ming's deliberate change of tactics finally resulted from his careful preparation.

His fast, precise and ruthless swordsmanship met Xu Ming's overwhelming swordsmanship. It was also a matter of choice for Xu Ming. Overwhelm people with force.

This left Xie Bi'an's swordsmanship with no room to display. It seemed that he was sure to win, but in the end he was unable to break through Xu Ming's round defense.

The light of the sword and the light of the sword kept intersecting, but for a while, no one could do anything to the other.

There was also a loud rumbling sound in the entire White Hall, and the fight between Xu Ming and Xie Bi'an also opened the eyes of other ghost kings and Yan Luo.

Xie Bi'an's sword technique Jiuyou Huangquan has long been heard everywhere, but seeing it today is even more awe-inspiring.

The cold and ruthless Jian Guang has the same cold heart as Xie Bi'an. This tyrannical ghost king who looks calm on the surface but is actually full of absolute cruelty in his heart, has won the respect of all quarters for his true strength.

The white clothes he was wearing didn't have a sense of arrogance and righteousness, but it was more like a funeral in vain.

Cooperating with the long sword that is also as white as snow in his hand, his aura is even more vividly revealed.

Almost all the evil spirits watching the battle here thought that Xu Ming was lucky enough to survive Fan Wujiu, but he would eventually fall under Xie Bi'an's sword.

But Xie Bi'an, who was fighting Xu Ming at this moment, knew best that he was sure to defeat Xu Ming within a hundred moves.

But now that all the tricks have been used, instead of letting Xu Ming show his flaws, his arms are getting heavier and heavier, as if he had poured tons of lead.

The strength transmitted from the sword was higher than the first, which also slowed down the speed of the sword.

After going back and forth like this, he could no longer use that simple and unpretentious swordsmanship to pose a real threat to Xu Ming.

At the moment when he was thinking about the solution in his mind, Xu Ming's arms suddenly swelled a circle, and the stone knife in his hand rushed towards Xie Bi'an with great strength.

For a moment, Xie Bi'an seemed to have some kind of illusion in front of his eyes, as if a fierce beast with teeth and claws was rushing towards him.

The coercion and sharpness are also vividly reflected in this fierce beast, and Xie Bi'an did not dare to trust it when he saw this, and immediately handed out the same piercing sword in his hand.

Jianmang also burst into ear-piercing beeps in an instant, and all the evil spirits present couldn't help covering their ears.

The sword light that seemed to be on the line of heaven and earth collided with Xu Ming's domineering and fierce knife in an instant, and Yan Luo couldn't sit still this time.

With a wave of his sleeves, an invisible light curtain appeared out of thin air, completely blocking the burst of energy from Xu Ming and Xie Bi'an's fight.

But everyone in the hall still felt like they were about to explode and die. Apart from the turbulent breath in their bodies, there was a huge roar in their ears.

This all-round and extremely three-dimensional feeling also made them, the evil spirits, aware of Xie Bi'an's horror.

But at the same time, they also had a new view on Xu Ming, the intruder.

To be able to compete with Xie Bi'an to such an extent, his strength no longer needs any pen and ink to carve out.

A truly powerful person will use everything he does to make everyone who sees is believing shut their restless mouths.

After everyone present recovered from the shocking trance, they were also completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw a large blood hole appeared on the shoulder of the white-faced boy, and the flesh, flesh and bones in it were also cleaned away.

An absolutely transparent hole of flesh and blood, but Xie Bi'an, who was dressed in white, was completely unscathed.

"Look, Mr. Xie won."

Those evil spirits who saw this for a while thought like this, and Gu Yan, who had been watching from a distance, also showed a somewhat complicated expression between his brows.

In her opinion, even if Xie Bi'an's swordsmanship is better, it is impossible for Xu Ming's cultivation to not even hurt him at all.

Such a result really made her feel unconvincing.

But just when she was still thinking about the reason.
puff!
Xie Bi'an spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and immediately after that, the original snow-white clothes on his body were also covered with countless knife cuts.

For a moment, the glaring blood light formed the most perfect contrast with the pale robe.

hiss! !

To be precise, all the evil spirits who saw all this couldn't help but gasp, and as Xie Bi'an's legs softened and fell to the ground, Xu Ming, the white-faced boy, was also fully displayed.

At this moment, Yan Luo, who was sitting high on the throne of bones, also saw the doorway with his eyes narrowed.

Xu Ming's injury looked fatal, but compared to his peculiar body, this fatal injury was nothing at all.

And Xu Ming still maintained the good habit of being merciful to Fan Wujiu. The large and small incisions on Xie Bian's body were either deep or shallow. The deep part was enough to see the bones, but the shallow part only scratched the superficial skin.

Behind those shallow wounds are fatal vital points one by one, but those deep bone wounds appear on those innocuous places on the body.

If a layman sees the wound on Xie Bi'an's body, he must think that Xu Ming's cultivation is not good enough, and he can't even meet the most basic requirement of being consistent. However, in the eyes of Yan Luo, an expert who controls life and death, Xu Ming's sword skills have already surpassed him. Xie Bi'an did more than one move.

Previously, Xie Bi'an's sword could perfectly penetrate Xu Ming's body without hurting his heart. This also shows that his mastery of strength has reached the peak. These big and small stab wounds.

This already shows to a certain extent that Xu Ming's precise control of strength is no less than that of Xie Bian, and it can even be said to be even worse. .
At this moment, Xie Bi'an, who was slowly getting up with Fan Wujiu's support, also had a slight change in the original expression in his eyes.

Recalling the scene that just happened, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down his forehead.

(End of this chapter)