Only My Way

Chen Li was still a bit confused, unsure of who he should deal with now.

Should he deal with the Crimson Fire Bandits?

Or should he deal with Ling Wuyuan, whose origins were unknown?

Or should he pretend to admire the night scenery and observe the fire on the scene to buy time?

Wang Jian, standing behind Ling Wuyuan, was the first to make a choice.

It was a decisive attack without much thought.

Blood Ignition Secret Art, this was a relatively uncommon secret technique specifically used to temporarily increase one's combat power.

The actual effect could only be described as harming oneself eight hundred while killing a thousand enemies.

Although it could increase one's physical fitness, as well as Qi and True Qi, by two or three times in a short period, the matter was that every second of power came at the cost of life.

Therefore, after forcibly enhancing his own strength through the Blood Ignition Secret Art, he was now completely unable to delay.

Every second.

The blood in his body was being rapidly consumed!

Thereby rapidly stimulating a large amount of Qi and True Qi!

Once the duration was too long.

Without anyone else taking action, he would die on the spot!

Moreover, throughout the entire process, once the Blood Ignition Secret Art was interrupted, his physical strength would plummet to the bottom like a deflated balloon, his strength would be less than one-tenth of what it was, and even self-preservation would be difficult!

It was precisely because of these reasons.

Now that he had used the Blood Ignition Secret Art, the only thing he could do was to attack at the fastest speed!

Even if he knew that his opponent was very powerful, it was still the same.

He couldn't afford to delay…

However, facing him, whose speed and strength had greatly increased, Ling Wuyuan's speed and strength were even faster and stronger!

Without even turning his head.

Ling Wuyuan simply waved his sword backward as casually as if he were twirling a sword flower, causing a touch of dazzling blue to appear in the dark night!

That was a dazzling blue sword shadow like the moonlight on a cold night…

Gorgeous, but also cold…

To put it bluntly, the speed and strength that Wang Jian possessed at this moment were, at best, only on par with Ling Wuyuan's normal state when he slaughtered his way through the entire Piercing Cloud Gang a month ago, and even still slightly inferior, while his defense and recovery were far inferior.

Therefore, there was even less need to compare with the current Ling Wuyuan.

During the day today, he had already further completed his body transformation and realm advancement.

This allowed his physical fitness alone to be greatly strengthened.

Compared to the day before, there was a full several-fold increase!

As for compared to a month ago, the difference was even more obvious…

Therefore.

Even with the blessing of the Blood Ignition Secret Art, Wang Jian would still be completely crushed by Ling Wuyuan in terms of physical fitness.

At least a tenfold difference in physical fitness, what kind of concept was this?

The matter was like an ordinary first-grade elementary school student facing an adult whose strength was greater than or equal to a prime Tyson and whose speed was greater than or equal to a peak Bolt.

And watching Ling Wuyuan not even turn his head, but just wave his sword back to block his attack, Wang Jian was secretly pleased, although he was annoyed that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, and even dealt with him so casually.

Just now, although Ling Wuyuan had sent him flying with a single sword strike, directly displaying overwhelming speed and strength, that kind of speed and strength had not yet reached an absolutely uncompensable level!

The matter was like a child facing an adult, although normally there was no power to fight back, if the adult was too careless and the child had a weapon, there was still a chance to kill back.

At this moment.

As a guy who used the weak to defeat the strong, Wang Jian felt that he might have captured the other party's weakness.

That was a kind of carelessness and arrogance that didn't take himself seriously at all!

In an instant, as a veteran, some kind of thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

[At the moment when the weapons collide, I might be able to take the opportunity to use my skills to disarm the long sword in his hand… ]

However, he didn't notice Yan Linde's precious sword that had been cut in half, and he didn't notice that the long sword in Ling Wuyuan's hand was actually slightly different from just now.

Just now, the sword that Wang Jian had received didn't have any gray mist wrapped around it…

At that time, Ling Wuyuan was really just using True Qi to buffer it…

And the wrong judgment of the current situation will naturally lead to a series of painful consequences!

That feeling was as simple as a hot knife cutting butter.

It was completely out of the question to talk about the word difficulty.

While Wang Jian was still fantasizing about the moment when the weapons would meet, when metal and metal would collide fiercely with each other, how he should unload his strength and disarm the other party, he quickly discovered in horror that the fierce collision he had imagined in his mind had not happened at all!

Throughout the entire process.

He didn't even feel any resistance!

He could only watch helplessly as the fine sword in his hand was cut in half like an ice cream by the dazzling blue long sword!

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Moreover, with the momentum undiminished and the strength unrecovered, he saw in despair that after the long sword cleanly cut off the sword in his hand, it continued to slash diagonally downward towards his body from above!

He understood that the other party meant to cut himself in half diagonally!

Just as the long sword was already close at hand, as a good teammate, Yan Linde did not play dead or remain indifferent to the matter, taking advantage of the moment Ling Wuyuan swung his sword at Wang Jian, he had already killed him.

I saw that the dazzling crimson True Qi, like flames, was tightly wrapped around and rapidly rotating on the fist that Yan Linde was urging with all his strength, like some kind of flame tornado!

And the scorching high temperature made the surrounding air twist!

Obviously.

Although he was empty-handed, Yan Linde's fist was still extremely lethal!

It had not been reduced to a toothless tiger!

Once this punch was hit head-on, the result would not be much better than being directly hit by a large-caliber depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile from a main battle tank, it would only be more serious!

Moreover, while swinging his fist with all his strength, Yan Linde did not forget to shout at Ling Wuyuan:

“Eat my fist!”

This was not a boring act.

But an attempt to divert some of Ling Wuyuan's attention for Wang Jian and create a chance for him to survive.

But all this was ultimately futile…

Ling Wuyuan did not intend to let Wang Jian go because of the rapid approach of this fist!

The only change in the matter was that the sword in his hand was a bit faster in terms of speed!

So fast that it was like lightning and phantoms!

No one at the scene could see how fast that sword was!

They only felt a flash of blue light, and the dazzling blue long sword in Ling Wuyuan's hand had already completed a full circle from front to back and pointed straight forward again, directly迎上the arm that was about to hit Ling Wuyuan's chest!

Then…

Something flew out at an extremely high speed with undiminished momentum!

That was half of Yan Linde's right arm…

Yes, half an arm.

Not the kind of half that was cut in half from front to back, but half an arm that extended all the way from the middle finger phalanx of Yan Linde's fist to his shoulder!

Just like Yan Linde's precious sword that was cut in half, his arm was also cut open vertically on the spot by Ling Wuyuan…

Even, if he hadn't instinctively tilted his head when faced with deadly danger, half of Yan Linde's head, which happened to be behind his fist and shoulder when he swung his fist, would have been cut off on the spot…