Chapter 221: Sword Destruction

Bai Fei, who was blown away, was like a meteor, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, and then fell heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Swish!"

Xing Qingyun did not stop at the first time, but chased after him.

Xing Qingyun knew very well that if he wanted to eliminate Bai Fei, he had to break his survival mechanism, so that he could be teleported out of the secret realm.

Because Xing Qingyun knew that Bai Fei would never admit defeat.

Seeing Xing Qingyun falling directly, Bai Fei, who was lying on the ground, suddenly changed his face, raised his left hand directly, clenched it into a fist, and then a low voice sounded in his throat:

"Wild Fist!"

"Boom!"

The rich spiritual energy rushed out of his fist, turning into a golden fist print, revealing a vast and ancient breath, whistling out.

Seeing this, Xing Qingyun just snorted coldly, without any hesitation, and still shot straight ahead.

"Bang!"

The golden fist was pierced by the blood-colored sword light and exploded in the void.

The Savage Fist was originally performed by Bai Fei in a hurry, so it was impossible to fully exert its power.

In fact, Bai Fei did not intend to use the Savage Fist to compete with Xing Qingyun, but just wanted to use the Savage Fist to slow down Xing Qingyun's speed.

After Bai Fei threw a Savage Fist, he stomped his feet hard on the ground, using the force to stand up, and then performed the Lingyun Step and quickly left the place.

"Boom!"

The next second after Bai Fei left the place, a blood-colored sword light hit the ground where he was, and a loud explosion sounded.

At the same time, there was a wave of energy spreading out.

A deep pit was directly exploded on the ground, and countless gravel splashed out, and dust and smoke rolled out.

"Shua!"

Xing Qingyun jumped out of the deep pit, holding the magic sword in his hand, staring at Bai Fei in the distance with a cold look, and the corner of his mouth pulled slightly, outlining a sarcastic smile, and taunted: "I say Bai Fei, do you need to be so cowardly?"

Hearing Xing Qingyun's words, Bai Fei's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "I'm not cowardly, I'm following my heart."

Xing Qingyun was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then he snorted coldly and sneered: "I wonder how long you can hide!"

After the voice fell, Xing Qingyun shot out again, waving the magic sword in his hand, and slashed at Bai Fei.

The magic sword in Xing Qingyun's hand had a faint green light flowing, and the shadow of the Qingling fierce tiger was looming on it, releasing an extremely fierce aura.

This made Xing Qingyun's magic sword power extremely terrifying, almost suppressing Bai Fei.

Bai Fei could only use the Qingling sword in his hand to resist.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Dong dong dong!"

The Qingling Sword was already damaged, and under Xing Qingyun's strong attack, more and more cracks appeared. If this continued, the Qingling Sword might be broken.

Bai Fei did not expect that Xing Qingyun had such a profound control over the power of blood.

The magic sword in Xing Qingyun's hand was only of the fourth grade, but the Qingling Sword had been upgraded to the fifth grade by Bai Fei.

In theory, the Qingling Sword could not be damaged so easily.

However, Xing Qingyun's use of his own blood power had reached the level of perfection, so he used his own blood power, combined with the blood sword's ten thousand tricks aura, and then integrated it into the magic sword in his hand, so that the power burst out of the magic sword had a full three-level superposition, so the Qingling Sword was naturally difficult to resist.

Although Bai Fei mastered the power of the mutant blood sword elephant, he did not awaken the blood power, and his use of blood power was not exquisite enough, so he was suppressed for a while.

"We have to think of a way!"

Bai Fei narrowed his eyes and thought secretly in his heart.

He immediately activated his own sword-like particles and injected a lot of blood power into the Qingling Sword in his hand. Then, with a shake of his palm, a thunder force burst out, surrounding the surface of the Qingling Sword, and then rushed forward.

"Dang!"

The magic swords between the two collided fiercely in the void, bursting out a deafening sound.

The blood-red light bloomed in an instant, and countless violent energy fluctuations also burst out from the collision point, forming a series of sword energy, running around.

At that moment, the ground exploded, the boulders shattered, and it looked like the end of the world was coming.

"Zila la..."

Then, Xing Qingyun and Bai Fei's bodies were both shaken back.

Xing Qingyun's body was shaken back more than ten meters, and the palm holding the magic sword was trembling slightly.

He felt a paralysis, as if he was hit by a strong electric current, and even his heart blood was a little churning.

At that moment, Xing Qingyun reacted very quickly and forcibly suppressed this force.

As for Bai Fei, he was pushed back even further, a full twenty meters away.

Even the Qingling Sword in his hand was broken, leaving only the hilt.

There was already a crack in the front of the Qingling Sword. After bearing the two forces of the Sword Elephant Bloodline and the Wind and Thunder Blood Sword Spirit, it was naturally difficult to support it. It broke directly.

Seeing that the Qingling Sword had turned into pieces and scattered on the ground, Bai Fei felt helpless and thought to himself:

"It seems that the Qingling Sword can't keep up with me!"

A fifth-grade magic weapon, although it sounds very strong.

But as Bai Fei became stronger day by day, the opponents he encountered became stronger, and the Qingling Sword could not withstand Bai Fei's fighting intensity.

After all, although the Qingling Sword was a fifth-grade magic weapon, it was only forcibly upgraded by Bai Fei.

But the Qingling Sword did not have what a fifth-grade magic weapon should have. It can only be said to be a fifth-grade shell without a fifth-grade interior.

So it was normal for Xing Qingyun to destroy it.

Xing Qingyun did not expect that Bai Fei's magic sword would be destroyed by himself.

You know, the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect are basically sword warriors, and all kinds of unique skills are performed with magic swords.

A Blood Sword Sect disciple without a sword is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. Although it still has deterrent power, its combat effectiveness will drop significantly.

This is great news for Xing Qingyun.

At this moment, Xing Qingyun stared at Bai Fei, his mouth slightly pulled, outlining a contemptuous smile, and laughed out loud.