broken destiny

The idea was wonderful, but his trembling left hand did not support Wang Xingli's decision.

No matter what, once the opponent strikes first, you may be injured again!

"Three Earthly Swords·One Flash."

As soon as Wang Xingli took action, Liu Daoming slashed several times, and his surroundings were instantly filled with flames. This flame was so powerful that it was even more powerful than the previous flames. If he rushed into it rashly, he would be burned by the flames immediately, so he had to stop. Lower body shape.

"Flame Knife!"

Liu Daoming shouted, and all the flames continued to gather and were quickly absorbed into the knife. In the blink of an eye, the sea of ​​​​fire on the ground was extinguished, and a long knife with flames all over its body appeared.

Wang Xingli quickly took action again.

"flash."

Liu Daoming looked indifferently, raised the flaming sword with both hands, and slashed down suddenly, and a terrifying wave of fire swept over instantly.

Seeing this, Wang Xingli's face became solemn and he forcibly gathered his energy again.

"prick."

Liu Daoming didn't pause after slashing. He put his feet on the ground and rushed toward Wang Xingli like a cannonball. He held a flaming sword in his hand and started to kill like crazy.

There was a terrifying wave of fire in front of him, and a long flaming knife with billowing fire behind him. Wherever it passed, the weeds on the ground were scorched, making a sizzling sound.

Wang Xingli frantically circulated his energy, spreading it all over his body. The sea of ​​fire pointed by the sword tip dissipated, and he passed through the sea of ​​fire thrillingly, and the sword tip met the blade.

"boom!"

Wang Xingli's internal energy was shaken by the shock.

"Ding!"

Mie Feng was unscathed, but Liu Daoming's sword had a gap.

Liu Daoming looked at the knife in his hand indifferently, then looked at Wang Xingli again, but he did not attack again.

"Why? You are born so superior. You can easily own everything from others, bully others at will, and trample on other people's lives at will? But I try my best, but I linger like a lost dog! Why?"

Wang Xingli looked at Liu Daoming who asked loudly in surprise, and was speechless for a moment.

"Wang Xingli, I know some things about you in Bingxue Sect, or in other words, I know a lot about people who are similar to me. Why can you get along so well with people you looked down on before? They insulted you, looked down on you, and treated you As a joke, don’t you hate them?”

Wang Xingli gradually became expressionless, and Liu Daoming continued to roar.

"I hate them. I hate them all the time. I want to trample them under my feet. I want to see their faces crying and begging for mercy. I want them to die!"

"Liu Daoming, do you know my pain?"

"Are you in pain? You are so lucky. You are appreciated by elders, given treasures by senior brothers, some people uphold justice, and others follow you. Haha, are you in pain?" Liu Daoming smiled sadly.

"Then have you ever seen me helpless and almost dead? Have you ever seen me going my own way and being scolded by the elders? Have you ever seen me almost going crazy and falling into a coma with no one to save me? Have you ever seen me? When I fled to the valley, my bones were broken and my body was injured?" What Wang Xingli said was both true and false, but each sentence was louder than the other. Liu Daoming was stunned when he heard this.

"Haha, it's true that you are an orphan, but your status is not lowly. I haven't heard anyone here say anything bad about you Liu Daoming. What I heard is that your strength is unfathomable, you practice diligently, and you dare to be alone Go and practice." Wang Xingli continued quickly after seeing this.

There was a slight fluctuation in Liu Daoming's eyes, and Wang Xingli captured this keenly.

"It's you who looks down on yourself, is unwilling to communicate with others, and has blocked yourself so that others can't see your other advantages. Now I have seen another advantage of yours."

Liu Daoming looked at Wang Xingli in confusion, and Wang Xingli continued.

"Although the Wu family may not be very kind to you, you still know how to repay your kindness. It can be seen that you are a very loyal person. Come on, let's finish this fight first. For a favor, you can do your best. Okay, isn't it? After the fight, you and I can continue chatting, maybe we can become friends." Wang Xingli himself was almost moved to tears when he said this.

Liu Daoming's heart relaxed and he looked at Wang Xingli and said.

"You're right. Just try your best for a meal. If I make another move and you can't resist it, I'll die. If you can resist it, I'll let you go."

"Okay, come on!"

Wang Xingli, who originally just wanted to gain recovery time, did not expect the result to be so good.

"Flame Crazy Sword!"

Dozens of surging fire-attributed energy soared into the sky, and rays of fiery red light gradually condensed, forming a giant flaming sword above Liu Daoming. The sword was three feet high, and the blade was burning with raging flames. This scorching temperature made Wang Xingli, not far away, feel the scorching heat.

Wang Xingli was calm and calm, his eyes fixed on the flaming sword. He was highly concentrated and frantically circulated the energy in his body, injecting it into Miefeng. Miefeng in his hand seemed to feel the master's thoughts, and the light became a little brighter.

"Fire Crazy Sword! Cut!"

With one slash, the flames raged, and the blazing flames seemed to devour everything in this space.

Wang Xingli looked at the extremely terrifying flaming sword, but without the slightest hint of sword intent, and the sword intent suddenly became clearer in his heart.

That's it!

"cut!"

A sword energy came up against the flame sword.

With a clang, the sword was sheathed.

"boom!"

Although it was a sound, it appeared on both sides of Wang Xingli. It seemed that two flaming swords were slashing on both sides of Wang Xingli. Two huge pits appeared on the ground. The pits were dark and full of scorched earth, but they did not hurt Wang Xingli at all.

At this moment, all the faces of the audience were shocked. This flaming sword was so powerful, and how did Wang Xingli cut open this flaming sword.

"Wow! Is this a heaven-level martial skill? Is this really a strength that can be possessed by the Condensing Yuan Realm?"

"What did I see! The flaming sword with such terrifying power was split in half? How was it done?"

"Sword intention, sword intention! Wang Xingli's sword intention has strengthened again!"

"Wow! So handsome!!!"

……

Liu Daoming in the field also looked at Wang Xingli in great surprise. Just now he could completely suppress the person he was beating, but now he could break his own flaming mad sword so easily.

Only Wang Xingli was still frightened. In order to completely conquer Liu Daoming, Wang Xingli kept compressing his energy into Mie Feng as he spoke. In the end, he almost couldn't control it. Fortunately, Mie Feng's level was high enough, otherwise he would have been doomed. .

When Liu Daoming used the flaming mad sword move, Wang Xingli was highly concentrated and suddenly had a deeper understanding of the sword's meaning. The connection between Miefeng in his hand and himself became clearer, and the Yuanli in the sword also became more clear. It is controllable, the mind and sword are connected, and a sense of self-confidence arises from the bottom of my heart. I slash out with one sword and sheath it, purely for the sake of showing off, because there is no time to strike out with the second sword.

Fortunately, it turned out pretty well.