Text Chapter 658 One Move Determines the Outcome

However, in the silent old house, there was a person sitting.

This figure sat under the moonlight, looking a little lonely.

However, if you look carefully, you can seem to find a different kind of atmosphere.

Moreover, there are icy rays of light emanating from below from time to time.

The light was very sharp, like cold ice, which stung people's souls.

This figure is naturally Xiao Li. At this moment, he is slowly wiping the long knife in his hand.

The long sword is completely black and simple in appearance. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary sword, nothing special.

However, Xiao Li's expression was very careful, as if he was facing the most precious treasure in the world. His movements were very light and gentle, and he wiped every part of the long knife extremely clean.

For him, this long black knife is his life.

Lin Xuan flew all the way and finally came to the top of the castle. When he saw Xiao Li below, he didn't make a sound, but watched quietly.

This is a kind of respect for Xiao Li. As a swordsman, he also knows the importance of weapons to a warrior.

Especially warriors such as swordsmen and swordsmen regard it as life.

Moreover, he often wiped the Wind Shadow Sword and Star Mark Sword. At this time, he felt very calm, so he knew that Xiao Li could not disturb him at this time.

Lin Xuan landed slowly, like a cloud, landing lightly in the ancient house.

Xiao Li did not look back, still slowly wiping the black long knife. With his strength, he should have discovered Lin Xuan's existence, but he seemed not to know.

Time flows, and an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Xiao Li had been silently wiping his long black knife, while Lin Xuan stood quietly like a statue.

He didn't speak, didn't even move.

When Xiao Li finished wiping it for the last time, he clenched the long knife in his hand.

Afterwards, his whole temperament changed. Instead of being lonely and lonely before, he was replaced by a cold and sharp feeling.

His whole body was like a knife, extremely sharp.

"Come on, I will go all out in this battle!"

Xiao Li knew that he and Lin Xuan were not familiar with each other. If the other party could wait quietly for an hour, he must want to fight with him.

"good!"

Lin Xuan said in a deep voice, and then pulled out the Wind Shadow Sword from his waist.

A more fierce and fierce aura surged out, filling the surroundings of the ancient house.

The four eyes faced each other, like the light of swords and the shadow of swords, which made the whole void make a clicking sound.

"We will win or lose with one move!"

Xiao Li said, his voice was as cold as a blade.

Lin Xuan was shocked, then nodded slowly.

No matter what method the opponent adopts, he will never lose.

To determine victory or defeat with one move may seem like a fantasy to other warriors, but for the swordsman, one move is enough.

The two faced each other, their momentum rising, and they stood tall in the ancient house like the divine sword and the heavenly sword.

Around the two people, there were countless tiny sword lights and shadows, forming a special area.

That power is so terrifying that even if a half-step master enters, he will be strangled immediately.

Although the two of them didn't take action, the aura already made people tremble.

However, the breath did not stop and continued to rise rapidly.

Lin Xuan was very cautious, he must use all his strength for this move.

Countless sword energy condensed behind him, and the shadow of a real dragon looked up to the sky and roared.

The sound was deep and desolate, full of power, making the air above explode.

In front of him, the shadow of a long sword appeared.

Although the dragon head and sword body were a little dim, they were filled with a shocking power.

Opposite him, Xiao Li's pupils shrank sharply, and he naturally felt the pressure brought by the dragon-headed sword.

With a low drink, he also displayed the prototype of his martial spirit.

His martial spirit was naturally the long sword martial spirit. The prototype of the sword spirit merged with the black long sword in his hand, making Xiao Li's aura grow stronger again.

The seemingly simple and unpretentious long black sword was now like black jade, emitting crystal light, and a shocking and sharp aura came out of it.

The two young men exuded a terrifying power comparable to that of a Venerable. Anyone here would definitely be shocked.

Because the aura of these two people is so powerful, they can even fight with the Venerable.

Lin Xuan was equally shocked. He was right in guessing that Xiao Lijue was absolutely powerful and probably the best among the geniuses.

Take his aura as an example, it's even stronger than Yan Chitian!

I'm afraid that the other party is only one step away from the real martial spirit.

This is a very powerful opponent. Lin Xuan believes that the winner of this battle will definitely be able to quickly condense the true martial spirit.

Therefore, this time he must win.

The two faced each other, looking for each other's weaknesses, and prepared to strike a fatal blow.

They focused all their energy on each other and had no extra energy to explore the surrounding situation.

At this moment, another figure flashed quickly above the ancient house.

This figure's entire body was shrouded in black mist. Like a ghost, not emitting a breath.

His eyes were cold, staring at Lin Xuan's figure like an experienced hunter staring at his prey.

He is also waiting, waiting for the best time to take action.

Below, Lin Xuan's figure was tall and straight, and his whole body was filled with the aura of the sword soul. At this moment, he had raised his energy and spirit to the highest level.

This is his best chance to take action. If he misses it, he will have to wait a long time.

As a swordsman, he would never hesitate when taking action, so at the next moment, Lin Xuan held the dragon-shaped sword and stabbed it out quickly.

However, the moment he moved, the man in black in the darkness laughed silently. A black spear appeared in his hand and he quickly threw it out.

This spear is completely black, which is different from the black color of Xiao Li's sword. This black color is a kind of death and cold color, as if there is endless resentment mixed in it.

Like a bolt of netherworld lightning, this shot was reaching its peak.

The void shattered, countless cracks appeared, and the spear instantly came behind Lin Xuan.

Originally, Lin Xuan was highly concentrated and put all his energy on Xiao Li, but he did not expect that a fatal danger suddenly came from behind him.

This made his heart skip a beat and his whole body tensed up.

At the critical moment, he gave up on Xiao Li and used all his strength to resist the fatal blow from behind.

In an instant, a layer of bright red armor appeared on his body, forming the strongest defense. At the same time, the dragon-shaped long sword was swung back, and the sword light shone in all directions like a divine sword.

Like three thousand thunder, rushing towards the rear.

However, he still underestimated the fatal danger.

The jet-black spear exuded a ghastly ghostly aura, running towards him quickly like a river of Styx.

Above it, there were countless roars of ghosts, turning the surrounding area into a hell.

when!

Lin Xuan's long sword hit the head of the spear, causing it to deviate from the direction, but the spear still stabbed him.

The next moment, a spear penetrated his body