Soul Devouring Sword Master

The previous battle with Wang Hao also had this meaning, but Wang Hao's strength was much worse than Wang Ting's, and the pressure on Lin Xiao was not enough, so Hunyuan Sword Technique failed to break through.

But now facing Wang Ting, Lin Xiao still suppressed his strength and kept using Hunyuan Sword Art to deal with the opponent's offensive, just to use pressure to break through.

"Haozi, you really hid your strength last time, but you will still be defeated!"

Wang Ting's eyes turned cold, his aura surged, the burning flames surged, the second level of fire secrets was completely released, and he stabbed downwards with a spear.

"cut!"

Lin Xiao slashed out with his sword.

With an explosion, Lin Xiao's body shook and he retreated wildly.

"That's what it feels like!"

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's eyes flashed. Under the pressure of this shot, he felt that there seemed to be a slight change in the Hunyuan Sword Art. That change was the key to the breakthrough of the Hunyuan Sword Art. However, everything just now was just It happened in a flash of lightning, and Lin Xiao didn't have time to capture this feeling.

But at least it proves that Lin Xiao's method is not wrong, it just takes a certain amount of time.

laugh! !

Wang Ting stepped forward, killed Lin Xiao directly, and stabbed out with another spear.

Lin Xiao still used Hunyuan Sword Technique to deal with it.

Bang! Bang...

On the battlefield, the two figures were flashing at an extremely fast speed. Afterimages were everywhere, making it dazzling.

However, in every confrontation, Wang Ting had the advantage and made Lin Xiao retreat continuously, but it would take some time to decide the winner.

At the same time, high in the sky, battles on other battlefields were also in full swing.

"It's amazing. Have you seen it? Lu Qin's battle has ended a long time ago. He has been sitting on the battle platform on the second floor for a quarter of an hour!"

"Also Aofeng from the Demon God Sect and Wang Ling from the Wang family also ended the battle early. Their opponents couldn't resist at all."

"Moreover, these three people were the first to come to the second-level battle platform. It seems that among the warriors in Holy Spirit City, these three are the strongest."

"That's not necessarily true. Tu Leng from the Five Poison Sect is also very strong. His Black Ice Cold Poison is terrifying. None of his opponents have survived. There are also Feng Tong from the Feng Family and Nalan from the Ice and Snow Temple. , Shen Cheng from the Lei Zong, Tang Shao from the Tang family, Fu Jinglong from the Fu family, and several dark horses, it’s really uncertain who among these people will have the last laugh. "

"Indeed, the opponents that these masters currently encounter are very weak, making it impossible to estimate their true strength. There may even be dark horses that we don't know about!"

At this time, more than a dozen of the hundreds of battle platforms on the second floor have ended their battles one after another. These dozen people are all talented experts from major families, and many of them have been famous for a long time.

In the eyes of many people, with their strength, the top forty positions have basically been reserved.

Bang! Bang...

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao and Wang Ting were still fighting fiercely.

Before you know it, the two sides have been fighting for hundreds of seconds.

On the whole, Wang Ting had the advantage, and his offensive was overwhelming. Lin Xiao, who was suppressed, retreated continuously.

"Damn it, this guy is stronger than I thought!"

Wang Ting frowned. Although he had always taken the initiative and had the upper hand, it was always difficult for him to go further. After hundreds of moves, Lin Xiao only suffered zero minor injuries. As he expected, he was defeated within dozens of moves, and even Killing Lin Xiao was completely different.

Obviously, not only did he improve his strength in the past few days, but so did the opponent, which made Wang Ting feel a little depressed.

On the other side, under Wang Ting's suppression, Lin Xiao continued to use the Hunyuan Sword Art to resist. Every time there was a confrontation, Lin Xiao could feel a subtle change in the Hunyuan Sword Art. Although it was only a moment, but hundreds of times The confrontation made Lin Xiao become more and more familiar with this feeling, and he had vaguely grasped some key points.

In this way, Lin Xiao kept resisting Wang Ting's attacks. During the battle, he realized the mystery of Hunyuan Sword Art under pressure. As time passed, Lin Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the exquisite feeling became clearer and clearer. ,thorough.

Unconsciously, after hundreds of moves, even Lin Xiao himself may not have noticed that the Hunyuan Sword Technique he used began to undergo some changes.

"Damn it, this guy's swordsmanship seems to be getting stronger and stronger!"

Wang Ting frowned. Although he still had the upper hand, he felt that his advantage was gradually shrinking. The opponent's sword skills were getting sharper and unpredictable.

At this time, Wang Ting had exerted all his strength. Although he felt that something was wrong, he could only attack crazily, hoping that the opponent's energy would be exhausted and the flaw would be exposed.

However, as time went by and dozens of moves passed, Wang Ting became more and more advantageous. He could still cause a little damage to Lin Xiao, but now, he can only knock the opponent back, and there is not much turbulence. The advantage is It can be minimal.

"Damn, how could this happen? How come this guy's strength is getting stronger as he fights? Could it be that he hid his strength from the beginning, but there is no need at all!"

Wang Ting's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the more he beat, the more depressed he became.