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Chapter 554 Terrifying Talent
Xu Ming's deadly knife seemed to be powerful, but the result did not seem to be as expected.

This move of "burial" just scratched the young man's robe, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it passed close to the flesh.

It's just that this knife was so close that it didn't hurt even a little bit of flesh on his body.

Xu Ming's seemingly intentional and unintentional slash was easily resolved by the young man with such a calm method.

At this moment, the severe pain on his body has been reduced by half under the effect of Fenxue, and those rather ferocious cuts on his body are also forcibly closed under the effect of Fenxue.

Although the old man deprived them of their cultivation base, Fenxue was not a method used by ordinary monks. This existence, which was even more terrifying than Immortal Emperor Fenghuo, could suppress Fenxue by his own means, but However, it is impossible to completely deprive the various magical functions of the burning blood.

Seeing the changes in Xu Ming's body, the young man couldn't help but have a playful look on his face.

"You are really different from those wine bags and rice bags a hundred years ago."

Xu Ming snorted coldly when he heard this, his brows were also filled with strong killing intent.

This killing intent was continuously cultivated from countless killings after he became a peripheral disciple of the Blood Slaughter Hall.

But at this moment, there was a tinge of palpitating evil spirit in the killing intent, and the spontaneous appearance of this momentum made the young man's complexion change slightly.

With the change in the expression in his eyes, the femininity that was originally filled between his brows was swept away.

"It seems that today, you can have fun."

I saw the blade of the Tang Dao in the young man's hand suddenly moved, and then his figure strode towards Xu Ming like an arrow off the string.

His body skills are the same as the sword skills he used, and his ghosts and ghosts are abnormal. Even Chen Xue, who has comprehended the original Dao of space, can't compare with him.

One can imagine how terrifying this person must have been before he was deprived of his cultivation.

But at this moment, this Tang Dao, which can come and go freely and has an unusual ghost, really put Xu Ming under pressure.

But as time went by, Xu Ming's amazing comprehension in the process of fighting also made the young man feel a sense of surprise.

It can even be said that at this moment, Xu Ming is completely taking advantage of the innate advantage of burning blood in his body to carry out the most tragic exchange of injuries for injuries.

For a moment, Ling Lie's dazzled eyes made people overwhelmed.

At the very beginning, Xu Ming's saber couldn't even touch the person's clothes, and often out of ten out of ten knives, nine of them would be missed. resolution.

What Xu Ming got in exchange for this was a few shocking wounds on his body, but in Xu Ming's eyes, these were not worth mentioning at all.

Because he has learned more and more from the young man who is wielding Tang Dao, Xu Ming holds that since he can't see through this person's saber technique, he should take it for his own use, and constantly repeat it with extremely terrifying comprehension. Absorbed the essence of this person's sword technique.

Different from the fierce and invincible Daoist Shitou before, this young man seems to have mastered his strength to the point of nuance.

It is even said that even a little bit of extra energy was not wasted. Although Xu Ming had specially trained to control his strength before, it pales in comparison to this person.

But Xu Ming used the extremely tragic method of exchanging injuries to shorten the gap between the two in a short period of time.

Finally, at the moment when a knife flashed, a snake of blood left by winding slowly flowed down from his face.

Xu Ming's stone knife cut through this person's face, and the not-so-deep cut seemed to show that Xu Ming's blood was not in vain.

At this moment, Xu Ming, whose body was already cut into a bloody mess, also had a triumphant smile on his face when he saw the tiny knife edge.

In the past no matter what, he couldn't hurt his flesh and blood, but now that he can leave a wound on this person's face, then Xu Ming will be sure to cut off his head next time.

The young man with Tang Dao slowly wiped away the blood left on his face, and there was a bit of approval in his eyes.

"You can actually hurt me in a hundred swords, you are the first kid in a hundred years."

"The words of the predecessors, I have been taught."

Xu Ming didn't intend to give this man a hard time at all, but with a movement of the stone knife in his hand, he also rushed towards the young man without retreating.

That movement technique is also unpredictable, although compared with this young man, it is still a thousand miles away, but that trace of charm has already brought Xu Ming's movement technique to a higher level.

"Good day!!"

Seeing Xu Ming attacking him, the young man also said hello.

For a moment, the two swords were fighting together here, but this time Xu Ming obviously lost the previous pause.

Originally he had a feeling for the Dao of Origin of Space, but now he is slowly integrating his feeling into his unknown saber technique bit by bit.

In the eyes of other powerful swordsmen, this saber technique would look completely different, but under the seemingly impeccable saber technique, there is nothing special about it.

But no matter what, Xu Ming already had a rough prototype of his own sword skills in this mountain of swords.

The most important thing now is to constantly polish and improve one's own sword skills in life and death fights again and again, and to imprint one's own symbols on one's own sword skills.

And the young man with a knife in front of him now undoubtedly became a whetstone in Xu Ming's hands.

As time went by, the young man who used the knife also felt the pressure of the sudden increase in terror.

He used to take the knife calmly, but now he has to deal with it carefully, otherwise the wound on his face may appear on his neck next time.

Thinking about it, it took less than a stick of incense. From this point of view, this person's comprehension of the way of the sword is too terrifying.

However, at the moment when he was slightly distracted, a knife light from bottom to top involuntarily cut a huge hole in the robe in front of his chest and abdomen.

This time, it wasn't just the robe that was cut open, there was an obvious but bone-deep cut on his chest and abdomen.

The blood gushing out of his body instantly wiped out the white robe passed on his body, and Xu Ming also accepted it as soon as he saw it, and did not use his sword again.

Looking at the hideous incision between his chest and abdomen at this moment, the young man's thoughts could not help but return to the past along with the rushing blood.

Looking at the injury on Xu Ming's body that was worse than his own, his thoughts seemed to be stuck in the past and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

Once upon a time, he was the same age as the young boy in front of him, but at that time, he thought that he was not as good as Xu Ming in terms of hard work or comprehension of the way of the sword.

And the complicated look in his eyes also somewhat relieved Xu Ming's original surging fighting spirit.

(End of this chapter)