Chapter 35

"Okay, then please give me a lesson from the Holy Son."

Qing Xia bowed nonchalantly.

"Please."

Seeing this, Son of Sirius returned a salute.

But before he retracted his arm, Qing Xia's fist was already expanding in his pupils.

"Good plan!"

Son of Heavenly Wolf didn't panic, stepped on the ground, brought up a silver phantom, and made Qing Xia's punch miss.

Qing Xia's eyes were fixed, and she quickly analyzed it.

"The speed is very fast, it is difficult to capture the figure, he must be trapped first."

Qing Xia immediately operated at full strength, stripping the oxygen in the air around Saint Son of Sirius.

"What method is this?"

Son of Heavenly Wolf's reaction was extremely sensitive, he immediately noticed the strangeness around his body, and hurriedly retreated a few feet away, avoiding Qing Xia's controllable range.

"As expected of the Holy Son of the Skywolf Clan, his combat awareness is indeed not comparable to that of those trash."

Qingxia admired in her heart, and the offensive resumed in her hands.

"Sa!"

A bloody sword qi swept across in the direction of Sirius Son.

There are no complicated and subtle skills in the fighting consciousness that Qing Xia has mastered, all the moves are open and closed, just suitable for Qing Xia's fighting style.

In an instant, the air in front was cut by the sharp sword energy, making a piercing sound.

"The power is good, but the speed is too slow!"

The figure of the Son of Heaven Wolf was once again illusory, and he narrowly avoided Qing Xia's sword energy, with a calm demeanor, as if Qing Xia did not bring him any threat at all.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

At this time, Thornton's arm sword suddenly became restless, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

"It's fast, isn't it? I don't believe in evil anymore!"

A cold light flashed in Qing Xia's eyes, and the changes in her back also accelerated a lot.

The next moment, I saw Qing Xia's figure also had a few afterimages, approaching the Sirius Son from "left, right, left, right".

"Compare the speed with me, so courageous."

Son of Sirius stepped out, and then his figure seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he went up to meet him.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

In the blink of an eye, Qing Xia and Saint Son of Sirius were anxious together, and the attacks of both were neutralized by each other.

"You are really nice."

The sharp claws of Son of Heaven Wolf were blocked by Qing Xia's defensive barrier, and he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

A peer of this level, and a child of the bird-human race, should not be so anonymous. Where did this person come from?

Son of Heavenly Wolf couldn't help being curious about Qing Xia's identity, and the moves in his hands increased a bit more power, trying to break Qing Xia's invisible defense barrier.

For a while, even if Qing Xia tried her best to parry, she was still stabbed by the residual power of the claws of the Son of Heavenly Wolf.

"The demon power is really a troublesome power. There is no way to analyze it. It seems that we can only fight hard."

With a thought in Qingxia, Ansu's silver battle armor instantly attached to her body, completely covering her vital parts.

"Oh, is this your demon spirit weapon? It's really interesting, it turned out to be a complete set of armor. If that's the case, then I have to get a little more serious."

Son of Sirius let out a low growl, and a silver spear slowly condensed into his hand.

Different from Jin Dali who pursued close combat, the long spear in the hands of Saint Son of Sirius had an aura that frightened Qingxia.

Qingxia has a strong sense of sight, no matter whether it is his defensive barrier or the Ansu silver battle armor, it may be difficult to withstand the attack of this long spear.

"It's really strong!" Qing Xia's mood was agitated.

"This is my demon spirit weapon - Xuejiao, the highest grade imperial product, you should be careful!"

Son of Heavenly Wolf coquettishly played a few shots, and finally pointed the gun at Qing Xia.

"war!"

With a big heck, Qing Xia went up to meet her.

"Chop! Stab! Cut!"

Under Qing Xia's control, the arm sword seemed to have turned into a ferocious crocodile. It was swift and difficult to distinguish, and its moves went straight to the vital point of the Son of Heaven. Every sword seemed to have the great power to split mountains and rocks.

The Son of Sirius is even more terrifying, the long spear in his hands is like a billowing silver dragon, and the gun he created can be called a steel fortress.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Son of Sirius felt physically and mentally comfortable playing, and couldn't help admiring his winning streak.

"Take my trick too, the dragon goes out to sea!"

Son of Heavenly Wolf jumped up high, with the muscles in his arms like poured steel, he threw the spear vigorously.

"Clang!"

Qing Xia resisted the attack with the blade of the sword, and the huge force directly knocked him back more than ten meters away.

After he stabilized his figure, Qing Xia only felt that his right hand was numb and almost lost consciousness.

"As expected of a royal demon spirit, it's terrifyingly lethal." Qing Xia thought in his heart.

But on the surface, he yelled loudly: "Happy!"

At this moment, Jin Dali, who was watching the battle at the foot of the mountain, swallowed a lot of saliva?

The strength of these two people is not comparable to him at all. If he was replaced by any one of them, he would have been torn to pieces by the violent force.

"Yes, yes, let's fight again!"

Son of Sirius waved his hand to call back the spear, and laughed wildly.

"come!"

After another round of fierce confrontation, Qing Xia's Ansu silver battle armor was pierced with several holes, exposing his blood-stained body.

And the condition of Saint Son of Heavenly Wolf is much better than that of Qing Xia, only some skin injuries on his body.

The mountaintop that was originally fairly flat was already shattered by the battle between the two of them.

There are potholes and gravel everywhere, just like a demolition team crossing the border.

Qing Xia was panting slightly, her right arm was soaked in blood, some parts even showed hideous bone spurs.

"You are defeated, but you have proven your strength. If you take the initiative to step down now, I can let you go temporarily."

Son of Heavenly Wolf inserted the spear into the ground, folded his arms, and said approvingly.

"Defeated? Hehehehehe!"

Qing Xia sneered when she heard the words.

"why are you laughing?"

Son of Sirius frowned.

"Son of Heavenly Wolf, you don't have to rely on your strength to fight. Sometimes your brain is the key to success or failure."

Qing Xia swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a sinister smile.

"wrong!"

Son of Sirius finally realized something at this time.

It's a pity that it's too late, the trap that Qing Xia has set up since the beginning has already started to take effect.

"Boom rumble..."

After a while of shaking, the whole hill collapsed quickly in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Jin Dali at the foot of the mountain was almost scared out of his wits, and hurried to the outside, fearing that he would be crushed into a pulp.

"how did you do it?"

Son of Heavenly Wolf held the spear in his hand to stabilize his figure, and looked at Qing Xia in astonishment.

They fought so fiercely just now, logically speaking, it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to set such a big trap!

What went wrong?

"It's just a small mountain, isn't it difficult?"

Qing Xia said with a faint smile.

Then he stepped a little bit, and his figure suddenly rose into the air, leaving the dangerous area on the top of the mountain.

Qing Xia cautiously watched the actions of the Son of Heaven in mid-air, lest he still have any special moves that would be useless.

But the Son of Heavenly Wolf stood there so lonely and arrogant, but there seemed to be a little playfulness in the eyes that looked at Qing Xia.

After a while, the entire hill collapsed completely, and there was no movement of the Son of Heavenly Wolf.

"Am I overthinking? Now that he is not dead, he must be seriously injured." Qing Xia murmured in his heart.

But at the moment of Qingxia's loss of consciousness, a sudden change occurred.

"Ang~"

A strange roar shook the sky and the earth, resounding through the sky.

"This is... Dragon Yin!"

Qing Xia's eyes widened, and she stared closely at the bottom in disbelief.

"Shh!"

Accompanied by a violent gust of wind, a silver-white figure rushed out of the rising dust.

A silver-white flood dragon with two horns on its head and a claw on its belly hovered into the sky with overwhelming aura!
As a descendant of Yan and Huang, Qingxia has a special spiritual reverence for "dragon".

Therefore, the moment Qing Xia saw the silver flood dragon, he couldn't help being stunned in mid-air.

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 Let's speed up the pace, the author feels a deep "maliciousness" from the collection of these few days. <_`
  
 
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