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Zhang Xiao’s smile was very light. He was in a state of self-restraint. His emotions were not as quiet as it was. He could outline a smile and could already show his excitement.

Yes, excited... excited to have the opportunity to fight such a strong enemy! excited to have the opportunity to kill such a strong enemy!

Even though he vomited blood and fell to the ground, he almost lost his power of movement in a short period of time, and the strong enemy walked step by step with his sword.

Even if he himself could not be sure that he could kill a powerful enemy, win and survive.

But he still smiled, for the next battle, for the strong enemy in front of him... and for himself.

For your arrogance, for your weakness, for your failure, and for your tenacity that you will not give up.

He had really not experienced this kind of despair for a long time, but he suddenly realized that he was actually enjoying such despair.

Because despair is also hope. Only by breaking such despair can you taste the sweetness of true hope and have a real feeling of living.

It is not just struggling to survive in the cycle of reincarnation, but not just being humble or as surviving as a storm.

Never once, Zhang Xiao was so looking forward to fighting and killing his enemies.

"Come on, fight... fight!"

Zhang Xiao's body has not yet recovered much of his movement, but he feels that his mastery of the substitute is more sensitive.

He didn't even move his hand, but just opened his palms to hold it, and the shattered Shura sword turned into a red cloud again, returning to his side and back to his hands.

As soon as the thought moved, part of the Hongyun turned into an eight-sided Han sword narrower than a knife and wider than a sword in his hand, straight and full of heavy feeling; the other part of the Hongyun flexibly lifted his body and made him stand up again.

Although he is inconvenient to mobility now, his more advantageous substitute makes him less likely to be as disadvantageous as he seems, and... he has the unexecuted plan!

Although there is some deviation, it is still within the allowable threshold!

Taking it seriously, Zhang Xiao was waiting for the war to come.

In fact, the scene just now is very abnormal. The substitute of the substitute messenger is a manifestation of mental power. The sentence is not nice. Don’t Zhang Xiao suffers serious injuries like he is now, such as temporarily losing his mobility. Even if he has an ordinary headache, fever, fever, cold, the ability of the substitute will decrease, and he can’t even summon the substitute.

Now he not only wants to divide the two strands and drive them at will, but even the shape of the substitute changes again. Even if this can be explained by his substitute ability, his current spirit should not be able to drive the substitute.

It was precisely because of this that Porunarev stopped the silver chariot and did not take the opportunity to attack. He wanted to observe it again, but seeing Zhang Xiao's appearance now, although he still couldn't understand the reason, he no longer hesitated.

The enemy is the enemy. No matter what means you have, you have to do it.

And he didn't believe that his silver chariot would lose!

Da...da...da...da,da,da!da!

The silver chariot gradually accelerated, and the Western sword in his hand was half raised, but Zhang Xiao felt a momentum locked again, as sharp as if there was a sword stabbing on his face.

His eyes narrowed slightly, covering up his glimpse of his eyes. He did not do any other moves, as if he was waiting.

Until the silver chariot arrived in front of him and the Western sword in his hand fell, Zhang Xiao did not have any other unnecessary movements.

He just crossed his sword in his chest and blocked the attack of the silver chariot again.

when--

Zhang Xiao felt the huge force in his hand, but he smiled slightly in his heart.

"Hmph, sure enough."

This attack hit him exactly!

Perhaps seeing through his current weakness, the silver chariot did not attack with its unparalleled speed, but instead gave his all the effort like the move that hit Zhang Xiao just now.

——He saw through Zhang Xiao and couldn't avoid him at all, so he simply wanted to use his powerful force to directly defeat him.

If Zhang Xiao hadn't been knocked away by the attack like that just now, and the walls and the pipes behind him were buffered to some extent, Zhang Xiao would have been unable to withstand it.

At this time, if he endured it again without buffering at such a close distance, he might be in danger of his life.

Using power to suppress people is Porunarev's idea. It is simple and crude, but it must be useful.

However, although this sword could not be avoided, Zhang Xiao took it as if he was easy.

Crunch-

The Han sword, which was slightly wider than an ordinary long sword, was holding back the Western sword of the silver chariot tightly. Zhang Xiao seemed to be seriously injured, but he did not lose any of it. He actually had such strength?

Could it be that the injuries he suffered were not as severe as he looked?

"Haha!"

But at this time, with the turtle not far away, the silver chariot Ge Ran pulled his sword and retreated.

Zhang Xiao did not pursue him, but instead shook his body and almost fell down.

clang—

It was not until he inserted the Han sword into the ground that he could barely stand firm.

It seems that he was really hurt, and his weak true face is hard to hide.

"Can you tell me just by fighting?"

Zhang Xiao dispersed the inconspicuous red clouds at the joints, raised his head and looked at the other party with a little dissatisfaction, looking at the turtle "President" who slowly walked to the silver chariot.

Just now, he actually used part of the red cloud to fix the joints from the outside, as if he was wrapped in a layer of plaster.

Even if he fights against the silver chariot, he can handle it with his materialized substitute.

Although this kind of battle will hurt him even more severely, it does temporarily solve his powerless problem.

However, he did not expect that the procrastination technique only delayed one move.

The old Taoist Porunarev was extremely powerful. He didn't know whether he had seen through his tricks or instinctively realized that he could not fight hard. He immediately retreated, reorganized his game and observed his abnormality.

Zhang Xiao dispersed Hongyun. He could not maintain his solidified appearance forever. Even if it was easier to manipulate a substitute now, it would not last long.

He glanced at somewhere in a concealed manner and realized that time was a little too late.

I only delayed one move, but it was still too few.

"quack."

At this time, the tortoise, Porunarev, did not know what the meaning of the sound. Although it could not speak because of its body structure, it always made strange sounds, and did not know what it meant.

But it was really unpleasant to see the swaying head while slowly crawling towards him.

It was as if he was not afraid that Zhang Xiao would cross the silver chariot and attack him directly.

So confident, so careless, so... she looked down on Zhang Xiao.

However, Zhang Xiao didn't understand the language of the turtle, and everything might be just his imagination.

But Zhang Xiao didn't understand, and Porunarev's substitute didn't need to "understand" to understand.

After all, a substitute is not something that relies on language to command.

The silver chariot received the instructions and immediately waved its Western sword and attacked again.

But this time he stopped going straight, and in just a few steps, he actually walked out a clear arc. Moreover, his attack obviously pursued speed, and his movements that were not too late to accumulate strength showed that his strength was more than just lower.

Even if such a blow hits Zhang Xiao, he may not necessarily get the greatest damage, just like the silver chariot in "history".

Zhang Xiao's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand the meaning of the silver chariot so choice at first.

Compared to such a blow that pursues speed, isn’t it safer to face an enemy like him who has lost his power to move like this?

Such a blow speed fragment is still possible, and it is lost. Once blocked, it may not cause any serious damage to Zhang Xiao.

But Zhang Xiao quickly understood the reason, because the silver chariot was bullied from his right...and he had no right hand!

——Unable to resist, a blow that can be hit is certain, even if the power is slightly weak, it is definitely enough to cause a heavy blow.

Not to mention Zhang Xiao’s body at this time, if he is injured, he will be even more injured.

Only then did Zhang Xiao react to the calculations of the silver chariot, but then he held the Han Jian with his left hand to block it, obviously it was too late.

This movement, which was obviously a beat slower, was impossible to block it before the Western Sword came!

Chih--

The sharp Western sword instantly passed through Zhang Xiao's right shoulder, which lost his right arm, and pulled down along the right body, opening a nearly meter-long hole.

Zhang Xiao could even feel the scars left by the sword's edge on his ribs, which was heart-wrenching.

Blood was splattering everywhere, but Zhang Xiao was not immersed in unexpected pain and was lost. Even though he fell, he still endured the severe pain and was not distracted. He glanced at some point again.

This time, he finally saw what he wanted to see.

Just before he almost lost consciousness due to severe pain, he finally slashed a sword towards "somewhere" according to his plan!

The red cloud followed the trajectory of the Han sword and flew out like a sword energy.

He walked hard and got closer and closer, and at some point the turtle that had reached a three-meter range was flying away!

Chih—!!

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Chapter completed!