I have a role in the heavens

Hong Xixiang lowered the crane body, jumped down, grabbed the rotating flying sword, and touched the sword with his left hand. The sound of the sword was clear and crisp, and he rushed forward, leaving a white wave mark behind him. Leaning forward, he only took Xu Zongjia's face. The sword energy was hesitating at the tip of the sword, like a green snake spitting out a letter, vicious and vicious.

Xu Zongjia was still unarmed, and raised his index finger in front of his eyes. When the sword was about to reach its extreme, he pointed it out, his fingertips touched the tip of the sword, and his fingertips touched the light. The sword energy exploded, and the two of them retreated violently at the same time.

Hong Xixiang leaned back and continued to draw a wave of waves on the water platform. He still swung the sharp sword in his hand and shot Xu Zongjia with a sword-like light. In the void, streaks of sword energy were shot towards the opponent.

The sword energy shattered the sword light, and the scattered sword energy continued to shoot out randomly. Xu Zongjia retreated, and the fingers of his left hand kept flicking the sword energy around him, flicking it away, and blasted it into the bottom of the sea. There was a constant roar and waves. If If Xu Zongjia had not been able to control the waves in the East China Sea, the seawater would have flooded the entire city, causing countless casualties.

Hong Xixiang's long sword was raised horizontally and vertically, pushing Xu Zongjia's sword energy away. Instead, it landed on the water platform at the same time, and his body moved backwards. Before they could stand still, the two of them stepped back hard with their toes again, crazy. rushed towards the opponent.

The two were fighting at close quarters this time. Xu Zongjia struck out with a palm, hitting Hong Xixiang's chest and abdomen. The wind of the palm did not show at all, and the force was ever-changing. The palm prints were erratic, making it difficult to figure out. For a while, the chaotic flowers gradually became fascinating to the eyes. , fleshy palms are all over the void, making it difficult to see the reality.

Hong Xixiang's mind was tense with all his strength, but he still couldn't tell the truth from the false, and couldn't lock the position of Xu Zongjia's palm. He gave up resisting, and instead used attack to attack. Although there were thousands of palm prints, they could never change from the original, sharp sword. Lifting the base of Xu Zongjia's arm, he wanted to remove Xu Zongjia's arm with a sword. His swordsmanship was ruthless and ruthless.

Xu Zongjia smiled slightly, retracted his arms, and flexed his body. His whole body seemed to shrink into a ball, and was passed by the sharp sword. Then he suddenly opened his whole body, and his feet were like green dragons emerging from the water, and he kicked Hong Xi straight away. Elephant's calf.

This change of move was strange and unexpected. It was the first time Hong Xixiang came down the mountain. He had never competed with anyone before and lacked flexibility. He had no choice but to withdraw his sword and stabbed down, just in front of his feet.

Xu Zongjia was not surprised. He stepped on the sword with both feet. Even though the sword made of fine iron was protected by Hong Xixiang's indestructible sword energy, it was still bent into a full moon. He could no longer hold on. There were cracks in the sword. It appears on the body that as long as Hong Xixiang removes his sword energy, it will inevitably break into pieces.

Hong Xixiang's figure was shaken, and his arms were all numb. He was blown away more than a hundred feet by this kick, and half of his body fell into the sea water.

Hong Xixiang sighed and glanced helplessly at the vulnerable sword in his hand. He had no choice but to remove the sword energy. The sword body immediately turned into pieces and fell into the sea water, sinking to the bottom of the sea. I don't know what happened again. The swordsman's sword was really unlucky.

Hong Xixiang scratched his head, staring blankly at the bare hilt of the sword in his hand, and once again turned his attention to Li Chungang, who was wielding the sword.

Li Chungang glanced at the little Taoist priest nervously, with a complicated expression on his face, a hint of reluctance, and muttered something.

The little Taoist priest was also thick-skinned. He didn't care about Li Chungang's black and scary face. He snatched the flying sword away again with one move of his hand and made Li Chungang stand on top of the flying sword and jump around and curse.

"Taoist priest with a calf-nosed nose, don't go too far. I tolerated it once, and I tolerated it twice for the sake of my old friend. But if you do this again, don't blame me for falling out!"

Hong Xixiang didn't pay any attention to Li Chungang's hysteria. He didn't feel wronged at all. Anyway, these flying swords didn't belong to the old sword god. They were all borrowed by him. He snatched his ones without any shame or embarrassment.

Xu Zongjia ignored the exchange between Hong Xixiang and Li Chungang. He landed on the ground and stretched out his hand. Dozens of streams of water turned into water whips, like dozens of green snakes. They twisted their bodies and shot toward Hong Xi like an arrow from a string. Like the flying sword that had just been captured, it was shot, tightly wrapped around the flying sword, and tightly strangled. The Bailian Sword made a squeaking sound, and cracks gradually appeared on the sword.

Hong Xixiang continued to strengthen the edge of the sword energy on the sword body, and started a fierce battle with the Gang Qi on the water whip. Looking at the flying sword that was still unable to move, Hong Xixiang ignored it and frantically instilled truth into the flying sword. Qi, the sword that was like broken glass erupted with huge sword energy, tearing the water whip into pieces and turning into water droplets all over the sky, and the sword body also turned into pieces.

Hong Xixiang and Xu Zongjia still did not stop, controlling the fragments of the sword body and the water droplets in the sky to attack each other. Whether it was the sword body fragments or the water droplets, they stirred up countless ripple channels in the air, the speed was amazing, and they made a roar. , like a cannonball. Huge craters were blown up above the water, and even Wang Xianzhi and the other two couldn't spare part of their attention to deal with this indiscriminate attack.

Xu Zongjia narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the little Taoist priest who was dodging in embarrassment across from him. He couldn't help but raise a smirk on his lips. He flashed a piece of broken sword, stepped on his foot, shrunk to an inch, crossed the obstacle of Kong Jian, and appeared. In front of the little Taoist priest, with his stunned expression, he stretched out his right fist and gave the little Taoist priest an eye cannon.

Hong Xixiong's head was thrown back desperately, blood was flowing from its nostrils, and the eyes were already blue. His waist could not withstand such a huge force, and he fell backwards, almost parallel to the water surface, with his toes still clinging to the water surface. , sliding backward continuously.

Xu Zongjia smiled proudly. At this time, he was no longer similar to his usual calm and indifferent mood. Today's battle finally stirred up ripples in his calm state of mind, and he rarely regained some of the competitive spirit of a young man. Now that he has defeated the Flooding Elephant, he will be proud to show off.

The little Taoist priest was pushed back a hundred feet by the punch before he reluctantly stopped sliding back, half-kneeling on the ground, covering his bruised eyes with both hands, wiping the blood under his nose, and grinning to vent the pain!

"How can you slap her in the face if you don't follow martial ethics? I have to go to Jiangnan after the beating. How can I see her like this?"

Hong Xixiang didn't care about winning or losing at all, but when he thought that he had to go to Jiangnan today to see the woman in red whom he hadn't seen for many years, he felt angry and scolded Xu Zongjia angrily.

Ignoring Xu Zongjia's reaction, he carefully used Luck Zhenqi to treat the injuries around his eyes, hoping to erase the purple color as soon as possible.

The pure Taoist Qi in Hong Xixiang's body encountered great resistance. Xu Zongjia left a line of Qi around his eyes, like a gangrene attached to the bone, tightly entangled in the surrounding skin and flesh, and it was very painful. Stubborn and difficult to get rid of.