Chapter 380

Ling Chuxi didn't speak, just a light look at him, that kind of vision, but let Duan Qingqiu have a feeling of being trampled on under the feet, so contemptuous.

Not only Duan Qingqiu, everyone can feel Ling Chuxi's disregard, as if in front of him is a tiny ant.

Duan Qingqiu's heart was filled with anger that he had never seen before. He attacked Ling Chuxi with a roar. His sword splashed water to drain the silver. The strong fighting spirit shook and made a whine, which was even more powerful than before.

Under the stage, the audience of Wanchuan country issued a cry, while the audience of other countries all changed their faces. It turns out that this is the real strength of Duan Qingqiu.

Ling Chuxi gazed at Duan Qingqiu's sword light and cold light. The fighting spirit of Duan Qingqiu's great circle was coming out through the sword, forming a spiral air flow around the sword. Then, another spring of fighting gas gushed out, condensed into a series of cyclones, which merged with the previous cyclones and became stronger and stronger.

This is the secret of a period of light hostile war spirit. Generally speaking, the battle air that penetrates through the body will disappear rapidly. However, the maintenance time of this spiral cyclone is obviously much longer than that of the direct one. Before the front disappears, the later one comes after another. Although it is still attenuated, it will continue to increase and strengthen under the mutual entanglement, so as to exert far An attack stronger than one's own fighting spirit.

It seems that after entering the realm of great perfection, the use of war spirit has become more wonderful. It's no wonder Duan Qingqiu, with only one person's power, can make Wanchuan become the hot winner of this evaluation competition. There is his truth. Although this kind of cyclonic fighting atmosphere can not compare with the startling blow after the accumulation of Xiao's Fanyun Jue, it is much easier to control, and there will never be any adverse consequences of the great loss of the fighting spirit after the attack. It's hard to say who is strong or weak on both sides. We can only say that each has his own merits.

"Go to hell!" Duan Qingqiu shouts and cuts off his sword. Under the impact of countless cyclones, a strange force rushed from all directions. Ling Chuxi felt as if he was involved in a turbulent vortex, being pulled, squeezed, twisted, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

It's no wonder that even bailihan's natural sword sense is so hard to deal with. It turns out that the interaction of the cyclones can produce such a strange force.

Ning Chuxi's face was not startled at all. No matter how mysterious his martial arts skills were, there must be weaknesses in it. Duan Qingqiu was no exception. Ling Chuxi was a little attentive and quietly formed a formula for turning clouds.

"Shu!" , the long sword breaks through the sky and cuts through Ling Chuxi's body. The beautiful figure is in two.

"Ah There was a cry in the stands, and the timid one covered his eyes directly. What's the matter? She was still so confident and calm just now, and now she's been cut in half without a sword. How can it be? The minister's face was white as a piece of paper. He stood in the same place. There is only one thought in my heart. It's over, it's over! This time, Nanxia is really over!

"Ha ha ha ha, it's vulnerable." On the challenge arena, the arrogant laughter of Duan Qingqiu was heard.

"You are too early to be happy." Behind him, Ling Chuxi's cold and contemptuous voice sounded.

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