Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou both couldn't bear to watch anymore and turned their heads to the side. The struggle between conscience and desire was still going on in my heart, but it had stopped at this time. I just felt that it would be unreasonable if Xiao Lang could not own this Fierce Sun Sword!
"Hahaha... Hahaha..." Just when several people were worried about Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Mu Tiannan couldn't help being surprised, thinking that Xiao Lang had completely collapsed. But when he looked closely at Xiao Lang's eyes, they were bright and lively. How could he look like he had collapsed
Just when Mu Tiannan was puzzled, Wan Dong's expression suddenly perked up and he said with a smile, "It seems that Brother Xiao has already thought of a way to subdue the Lieyang Sword."
Although Mu Tiannan still didn't believe it, his eyes were full of hope. He hoped that what Wandong said was right and that this would end soon.
"Here we come, be careful!" Although Xiao Lang couldn't see the figure of Lieyang Sword, Mu Tiannan could see it clearly. Seeing the Fierce Sun Sword stabbing Xiao Lang's arm again, Mu Tiannan couldn't help but shout.
"Xiao Lang, it's on your left, hide!" Ling Tianhou's shout sounded almost at the same time as Mu Tiannan's, but it was more specific than Mu Tiannan's shout. Ling Tianhou hoped that by giving such an advance warning, he could give Xiao Lang more chances to dodge successfully.
But what Ling Tianhou didn't expect was that Xiao Lang didn't dodge to the right as he initially expected, but instead gritted his teeth and pounced to the left. Ling Tianhou's eyes widened when he looked at it, while Ling Feichou couldn't help but exclaimed. Xiao Lang's behavior at this time was like using his chest to welcome the Fierce Sun Sword, which was simply suicide!
"This kid's brain is broken!"
While Ling Tianhou was muttering to himself, Mu Tiannan was ready to take action. The purple light shines brightly in the palm of the hand, ready to strike out at any moment. But before Mu Tiannan could lift his palm, Wandong stopped him again.
"Yao Ting, do you want that kid to die?" Mu Tiannan really couldn't figure out what Wandong was going to do, so he shouted anxiously.
Wan Dong was obviously extremely nervous at this time. His eyes could not be wider and he stared at Xiao Lang. His breathing was much faster than before. He seemed to have not heard Mu Tiannan's roar. Ignore it.
At this moment, a streak of blood suddenly burst out from Xiao Lang's chest. Compared with the previous sword wound, this sword was undoubtedly much heavier. The sprayed blood condensed into a blood mist in the sky, drifting in the wind.
"It's over!" Ling Tianhou's heart suddenly sank, and he felt no regrets. If he had known this, he might as well not have reminded Xiao Lang.
"Hehe... it's so boring to paddle back and forth, this sword is the only one that's interesting!"
Just when Mu Tiannan, Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou were extremely worried about Xiao Lang's situation, Xiao Lang suddenly grinned. But Xiao Lang, who was covered in blood, looked like a god of death. His smile was not bright, but rather ferocious and tragic.
Even Mu Tiannan didn't understand why Xiao Lang could still laugh at this time. It wasn't until Xiao Lang's chest suddenly erupted with a burst of light, and the figure where the Lieyang Sword disappeared shivered and reappeared, that Mu Tiannan suddenly realized it!
"What a boy! You're so cruel!" Mu Tiannan was so excited that he slapped his thigh continuously and roared like thunder.
Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou also reacted one after another, looked at each other, and uttered two words in unison - Awesome!
The sword that pierced the chest was of course Xiao Lang's intention, but it was definitely not suicide. However, to a certain extent, it was Xiao Lang's helpless move.
The speed of the Lieyang Sword is so fast that Xiao Lang can't keep up. Under such circumstances, trying to overwhelm the Lieyang Sword is simply a fantasy! However, this Fierce Sun Sword has spirituality, and it seems that it does not want to kill Xiao Lang, so it only causes some non-fatal skin injuries to Xiao Lang, probably in order to completely dispel Xiao Lang's idea of intimidating him.
Under such circumstances, Xiao Lang had no choice but to win by surprise. This was the scene where Xiao Lang faced the sword with his chest! The moment the Lieyang Sword pierced Xiao Lang's chest, the muscles in Xiao Lang's chest tightened.
The concept of a sharp blade cutting across the skin and a sharp blade piercing the body are definitely not the same, and the time required is also different. Xiao Lang just wanted to use this difference to slow down the Lieyang Sword. Coupled with the muscles in his chest and the Tao Qi in his body, Xiao Lang was confident that the Lieyang Sword could be stopped completely.
Facts speak louder than words, Xiao Lang did it! No matter how the Lieyang Sword trembled and roared in Xiao Lang's chest, no matter how the blood on Xiao Lang's chest surged like a fountain, the Lieyang Sword indeed appeared and stopped.
"Look where you are going, little brat!"
At this time, Xiao Lang completely forgot about the pain, let out a hoarse scream, and reached out to hold the hilt of the Lieyang Sword. Without waiting for the Lieyang Sword to struggle and resist, he suddenly used force and pulled it out from his chest.
As soon as the sword was pulled out of his chest, the blood flowed even more violently, but Xiao Lang didn't care at all. He just clenched the hilt of the sword with all his strength, never giving the Lieyang Sword a chance to escape!
The Fierce Sun Sword refused to stop there. With the roar of the sword, it took Xiao Lang up to the sky and down to the earth, trying to shake off Xiao Lang's hand. But Xiao Lang's whole body seemed to be growing together with the Lieyang Sword, and he would not let go even if he died.
"Aren't you a sword spirit? Let me see what kind of character you, a little brat, have!"
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, Xiao Lang was not polite, and the Tao Qi in his body, along with his spiritual thoughts, poured into the blade of the Lieyang Sword. In just a moment, they reached the sword soul.
How could Xiao Lang not feel aggrieved when he was almost killed by the Fierce Sun Sword? As soon as the sword soul was captured, Tao Qi, together with spiritual thoughts, immediately surged towards the sword soul like a tide, as if a king was descending on the earth!
The sword soul was unconvinced at first and fought back, but how could it withstand a person's full will once the sword soul was incomplete? Finally, the roar of the Fierce Sun Sword turned into a whimper, the sharp sword light also restrained a lot, and the struggle slowly stopped.
Until a warm force poured from the edge of the sword into Xiao Lang's body, Xiao Lang knew that he had succeeded!
"This kid is a pervert just like you!" Mu Tiannan said to Wandong with a smile, and then said in a loud voice, "Silly boy, you froze and stained the edge of the sword with blood. From now on, you will be with me. It is a man and a sword, and no one can take it away from you again!"
Xiao Lang nodded, hurriedly spat out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the blade of the sword. Immediately, a surging force, like the tide of the sea, burst out from Lieyang Sword's body.
Xiao Lang's mind was filled with excitement, and his whole look was very different from before. Holding the Fierce Sun Sword in his hand, he felt as if he could split the entire world into two! Even the Tao Qi in his body became excited, interacting with the power from the Fierce Sun Sword, like a family!
This made Xiao Lang unable to suppress the fighting spirit in his heart. He glanced at Wan Dong, grinned, and suddenly shouted, "Yao Ting, take my sword and try it!"
Before the words could be heard, Xiao Lang came down from a high position with his sword in hand. The surging sword light was like a celestial river pouring down, threatening to submerge and devour the entire earth!
"You bastard, don't mess around!" The power of this sword was no less powerful than a full-strength strike from a beginner in the Shinto realm. Ling Tianhou was very nervous. A few days ago, Luo Xiao and others took Xingxiu Pill, which caused a thunderstorm and destroyed hundreds of exquisite buildings in the Ling family. Now that Xiao Lang is here again, Ling Tianhou's heart is really going to bleed.
Since it is a reception, then only defend but not attack. Wan Dong smiled slightly, his body glowing with golden light, like an earthly immortal ascending, sacred and inviolable.
Facing the falling sword light, Wandong remained motionless, his eyes slightly opened, and patches of golden light shot up into the sky one after another, forming an arc-shaped golden light three feet above Wandong's head. In the curtain, the laws are surging, and there seems to be a true voice singing in the dark.
"Break it for me!"
Facing this blocking golden light, Xiao Lang not only did not flinch, but he became even more excited. The Fierce Sun Sword sensed the change in his mood and trembled and roared. The sky-splitting sword light actually increased by more than 30% in an instant!
Holding the Fierce Sun Sword in his hand, Xiao Lang really had a feeling in his heart that although the world is big, there is nothing to fear! This feeling, in Xiao Lang's words, can be described in just three words - it's so exciting!
Boom boom boom!
There were three explosions in succession, and the monstrous sword light hit the golden light curtain three times in an instant. The strong impact caused the sword energy to fly away, and several surrounding buildings were immediately damaged again. Fortunately, the Ling family's sword-making room was protected by a special formation, so it was not affected at all.
Xiao Lang's cultivation was exerted with the help of the Fierce Sun Sword, and the power was amplified by more than ten times! Wandong also felt a lot of pressure and involuntarily took a small step back. However, the golden light curtain remained strong and did not break until the last sword light was annihilated.
"Depend on!"
This situation obviously did not satisfy Xiao Lang, so he couldn't help but curse.
"You brat, just be content! Even though Yaoting's cultivation is only at the beginning of the Shinto realm, he has the strength to challenge the peak of the Shinto realm! This sword of yours can force him to take a small step back. As a heavenly being, From a human perspective, it’s already a huge miracle!”
Seeing that Xiao Lang still looked depressed, Mu Tiannan couldn't help but hit him hard.
"What's the use of that? Originally, my cultivation level was far higher than Yaoting's, but now, even though we have been swapped, the gap is getting bigger and bigger. We are both human beings, so why is there such a big difference? Woolen cloth?"
Mu Tiannan chuckled, winked at Xiao Lang, pointed at Yaoting and said, "That's not easy, just don't treat this kid as a human being."
Wandong's forehead was immediately covered with black lines, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Mu, we don't like to curse."
Mu Tiannan immediately laughed loudly, and he was so proud that he was like an old naughty boy.
"Eh? Xiao Lang, your injuries..."
Ling Tianhou turned his eyes inadvertently and discovered that Xiao Lang's wounds were recovering at an astonishing speed. The speed of recovery was even better than those of the best healing elixirs! Even the serious injury on Xiao Lang's chest had scabbed over at this time, which really surprised Ling Tianhou... (To be continued)