Douluo's Peerless Ice God

After activating the peacock feathers, Tang San felt an indescribable joy in his heart, looking forward to the next scene of Wei Xuan's death.

He knew that he shouldn't be too happy in the battle, and he couldn't relax if he didn't see his opponent die.

Just thinking about suppressing the joy in my heart, the next moment I widened my eyes and blurted out: "Impossible!"

The picture he imagined did not appear, Wei Xuan was not shot through the chest by dozens of sharp needles.

This man dodged the peacock feather attack in a way he could not even imagine.

Tang San's movements were all in Wei Xuan's perception, he knew what Tang San did at that moment.

At that time, Wei Xuan moved his heavy pupils, and the flow of time in his eyes slowed down.

The sharp needles that are several times faster than the speed of sound are no longer so fast that they are invisible to the naked eye. In his eyes, the speed of these needles has been reduced by nearly [-]%.

After seeing the trajectory of these sharp needles, Wei Xuan also responded immediately.

I didn't use the ground to leave, I just moved to the side, and the moving distance was less than half a meter.

After the movement is completed, the body rushes forward abruptly, and the movement is vigorous, from vertical to horizontal.

When he moved aside, the 64 pointed needles were also shot, and more than a dozen needles passed through his original position.

A sharp needle as thin as a hair flew past Wei Xuan, bringing with it an energy wind that was enough to kill the Limit Douluo.

This is just the spilling power of the peacock feathers, not comparable to the power of sharp needles.

The 64 sharp needles are not close to each other, they are scattered, covering an area about the size of the side of an elephant.

The middle position is relatively dense, and the surrounding areas should be scattered. The distance between the needles is as far as the shoulder width of the human body.

There are only two or three sharp needles at this distance, and most of them are smaller than the width of the human body.

Wei Xuan's position at this time is exactly in the middle of the two sharp needles that are farthest apart, passing through them.

Two sharp needles passed him shoulder-to-shoulder, but none of them really touched him, perfectly avoided.

If the body is not stabbed by a sharp needle, even if it is hit by the aftermath, it will be fine and not hurt much.

Move to the right, dash forward, jump to make the body straight, with such a simple action, it is to avoid the attack of the peacock's feather.

If Wei Xuan escaped in other ways, or made a forcible connection, Tang San wouldn't be so rude.

But the opponent used this method to avoid the attack of the peacock feathers, which made him a little unacceptable.

He knew all too well how fast and dense the needles shot from the peacock feathers, it was basically impossible to pass through the gap.

Even the king of gods can only rely on absolute power to resolve the attack, instead of evading so nimbly.

Because it is difficult to see the trajectory of the sharp needle clearly, and it is even more difficult to make an accurate and error-free response in an instant.

What Wei Xuan did at this time was what he thought was the most impossible response.

After passing through the sharp needle shot by the peacock's quill, Wei Xuan's speed did not decrease but instead increased, holding a long sword in his hand, he charged straight towards Wei Xuan.

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer and entered his body, his figure became blurred, and the whole person seemed to be a sword.

The sword energy overflowed from his body crazily, like a volcano that had been backlogged for a long time. The power of that instant eruption was unimaginable.

The human and the sword are one, and now Wei Xuan is a peerless sword, sharp and cold, it can cut through everything in the world, nothing can stop it, and nothing can break it.

Wei Xuan's attainment in swordsmanship has already reached its peak.

It is not difficult for him to use the trick of combining human and sword, and he can use it as he wants.

The unity of human and sword is actually just a sign of swordsmanship entering the house in the Xiuxian world, not a particularly powerful sword move.

Only when it can be completely integrated with one's own sword, without the slightest distinction, can it be called a true sword cultivator.

The sharp breath rushed towards him, Tang San's complexion changed slightly, he felt a tingling pain in his chest, and the long-lost heart palpitations flooded into his heart.

The last moment he was still in shock, the next moment the crisis is coming, which made him a little unable to react, and there was a moment of panic.

The body subconsciously retreated, forcibly withdrawing strength, clenching the Shura Divine Sword in both hands and slashing down, trying to stop Wei Xuan.

He responded quickly, but Wei Xuan's speed was even faster than him, and he was approaching when he swung his sword.

The crisp metal crash sound of "clang" sounded, and the sharp sword transformed by Wei Xuan collided with the Asura sword.

At the moment of contact, countless sword qi rushed towards Tang San's body, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for him to dodge.

"Dang dang dang..." The sword energy fell on Tang San's Asura costume, and there was a dense metal crashing sound.

Small sparks appeared on the armor, and the sword energy was like a real sword, hard and sharp, but it failed to penetrate the defense of the armor.

After all, this is the divine outfit of the Shura God. Strictly speaking, it is a quasi-super divine weapon. How can it be so easily destroyed?

The sword energy seemed to have spirit, knowing that he couldn't penetrate the defense of the divine suit, so the target of the attack was not the divine suit, but Tang San's exposed body.

"Hey" Tang San's face showed a painful expression, his eyes closed instinctively, not daring to open them.

A large amount of sword energy fell on his face, and the back of his hand was also attacked.

The sword energy couldn't penetrate the divine suit, but it was able to penetrate Tang San's skin. Sword marks appeared on his face and hands.

This time, the confrontation between the two swords was no longer anxious, and Wei Xuan quickly gained the upper hand.

Because of the hasty response, the strength on Tang San's arm was not strong, and he soon couldn't bear Wei Xuan's strength.

The tremendous force from the Asura Sword made Tang San throw his hands back, and the sword almost dropped.

The sharp sword that Wei Xuan had stabbed into Tang San's chest, sparks flying everywhere, and the tip of the sword left a shallow mark on the Asura God's costume.

Tang San felt a tingling pain in his chest, let out a painful groan, his body was pushed back quickly by Wei Xuan.

The visible sword is the defense that cannot penetrate the armor, but the invisible sword intent can ignore this defense.

The stinging pain Tang San felt was caused by sword intent, as if an invisible sword had pierced his chest.

He could even feel the warm fluid flowing out of his chest, it was blood.

The sharp sword Wei Xuan had stabbed into Tang San's chest like this, pushing him back, a hundred meters, a thousand meters.

Before the "Boom", the red giant sword and the ice dragon lost their energy support, and they both exploded in the air, and the energy mixed together to wreak havoc.

"Ah" Tang San shouted violently, bursting with powerful energy, forcibly stopped himself, and slammed against the sharp sword.

The Asura Divine Sword in his hand crossed an arc in the air and slashed towards the sharp sword.

When the Asura Divine Sword was about to come into contact with the sharp sword transformed by Wei Xuan, the sharp sword suddenly disappeared in its place.

The Asura Divine Sword's attack failed, only hitting the air, and Tang San's body leaned forward by inertia.

The attack failed, and before Tang San had time to vent his anger, a chill came from the back of his neck.