I Can See the Lines of Fortune

　　 His chest hurts slightly, and Mo Xiaobai frowns slightly.

　　 He did not wear his rare sky-forged leather armor, and his combat power was a bit weaker than in his heyday.

　　 Even if Ningfeng was hit hard, he still had the strength of Second Aperture and Level Two, which was very difficult.

　　 At this moment, a tingling sensation came from the wound, and Mo Xiaobai felt that his healing speed had accelerated a lot.

　　 Legendary original technique, Breath of Life.

　　 The Breath of Life on the first level increased Mo Xiaobai's recovery speed a lot.

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

　　 A stern light flashed in Mo Xiaobai's eyes, bullying him up, clenching the heavy sword with both hands, the sword shadow flickering.

　　 Three consecutive cuts!

　　 Ning Feng glared at the ground with his legs and moved laterally, avoiding the sword shadow, but the sharp sword wind still made a shallow scar on his bare arm.

　　 But this scar is nothing compared to the scar on his arm.

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

　　锵!

　　锵! !

　　锵! ! !

　　 The two of them changed their bodies, the original force surged, and the original skills moved. The swords swayed in the air, the sound of the swords clinking constantly, and the ring-shaped energy generated by the collision spread over a range of more than ten meters.

　　Because the power at the feet of the two was too strong, cracks appeared on the bluestone streets.

　　The battle lasted for several minutes.

　　Ning Feng's cultivation base surpasses Mo Xiaobai after all. Although Mo Xiaobai possesses the power of giant spirits and the breath of life, his power and speed are a little weaker than Ning Feng after all.

　　 From time to time, his body was marked by a war knife, his black school uniform became tattered and blood flowed from the wound.

　　Ning Feng was also uncomfortable. Under the trial of the Holy Light, his injuries were too serious. His whole body was covered with cracked wounds. Every time an attack broke out, purple-black blood spewed out from the wound.

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

　　 Even so, the expression on his face is still terrifying like a demon.

　　 "Dead! Die! Die! Die to me!!"

　　 A hoarse, low growl spit out from Ning Feng's mouth, his sword waved with heavy power.

　　 Mo Xiaobai's arms were numb by the powerful force, and his palms were torn. The hands holding the devil dog's spine were covered with blood, and the tingling sensation continued to stimulate Mo Xiaobai's brain.

　　 Even so, Mo Xiaobai remained expressionless.

　　 Compared with the violent attack of Ning Feng, he steadily avoided, resisted the attack, and only made a counterattack after seizing the opportunity.

　　 The long-term continuous fighting made Mo Xiaobai feel the pain in the muscles all over his body. The sweat and blood all over his body were mixed and flowed down.

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

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

　　 As long as you hold on, you win!

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

　　 Mo Xiaobai saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, regardless of the pain in his whole body, his right foot stepped out, the epee drew through the air, and the little force left in motion.

　　 Three consecutive cuts!

　　 Three sword shadows cut towards Ning Feng.

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

　　锵!

　　锵! !

　　嗤!

　　 There was a chirp, and the last sword shadow struck Ning Feng's chest, tearing open a big opening, and purple and black blood spurted out.

"what……"

　　 The wound was surging, Ning Feng roared like a wounded beast, and his left hand stretched out to his side.

　　 To the left of the two, the Shadow Dog is fighting Li Qishui.

　　 If the Shadow Demon Dog does not sneak, its strength is not much stronger than Li Qishui.

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

　　 At this time, a purple-black mist suddenly appeared on the body of the Shadow Demon Dog.

　　 With a cry, the Shadow Demon Dog turned into a purple-black mist and merged into Ning Feng's body.

　　 Li Qishui in the distance was taken aback, then opened his eyes wide, looking at Mo Xiaobai's direction with some horror.

　　 "Little Bai, be careful!"

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

　　 He stepped out of the sword in his hand and was stained with a strong purple-black mist, and slashed towards Mo Xiaobai, even faster than at the beginning.

　　 "Die to me!!"

　　 Mo Xiaobai's hair on his back exploded, and his epee crossed.

　　锵! !

　　 A terrifying force vibrated, Mo Xiaobai stepped back again and again, his face instantly turned pale, he opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood, and his arms were shaking constantly by the huge force.

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

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

　　 He bent down, picked up the demon statue, and ran away.

　　 Mo Xiaobai was taken aback, then recovered.

　　He wants to run away!

　　 Mo Xiaobai's face condensed, regardless of the severe pain in his body, the dim white light on his legs revolved, his strength exploded, his body turned into a black shadow, and he chased Ning Feng.

　　嗤!

　　 The heavy sword slashed to Ning Feng's back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When it was about to be cut, Ning Feng suddenly turned his head, swung the sword, and collided with the heavy sword.

　　锵!

　　 Mo Xiaobai's body halted, but Ning Feng's body lost his balance and went back a few steps continuously.

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

　　 Click, click...

　　 The dense bone cracks sounded, Ning Feng's expression changed drastically, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew out.

　　咚!

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

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

boom! !

　　 Ningfeng's chest was sunken, and he opened his mouth to spout another mouthful of blood.

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

　　 Mo Xiaobai looked down at Ning Feng, pursing his mouth, his face indifferent, and clenched the epee in his hand.

　　 Just when Ning Feng's vitality began to dissipate, his originally gloomy black eyes seemed to fluctuate, becoming a little more radiant.

　　 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 bit hollow, and the corners of his eyes were filled with red liquid slowly flowing down.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

　　 His low, hoarse voice was desperate and painful, and somewhat incredulous.

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

　　 At this moment, he discovered that the black line of doom around Ning Feng slowly dissipated and turned white again.