570: Chapter 570: The Rabbit Dies, The Fox Grieves 570: Chapter 570: The Rabbit Dies, The Fox Grieves Boom!
Just then, a loud noise echoed, and everyone turned to look.
Bai Xiaofan, holding the Dragon Sparrow Sword, raised it to catch the powerful strike from Zhan Xing!
Such a powerful, trembling strike, actually caught by Bai Xiaofan?
They separated upon contact!
Zhan Xing’s figure flew backward, and when he landed on the ground, each step he took left deep footprints in the solid marble floor.
Splat!
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out as Zhan Xing’s huge sword cut a deep gash in the ground.
Fragnts of stone flew all around…
Whereas Bai Xiaofan stood still, unmoving, still standing in the sa place.
However, blood also trickled from the corner of Bai Xiaofan’s mouth, his complexion pale to the extre.
And beneath Bai Xiaofan’s feet, there were already two deep pits.
Bai Xiaofan’s feet had already sunk twenty-so centiters into the ground.
That ant, at that mont, Bai Xiaofan’s feet were completely embedded in the ground.
This clearly showed how powerful Zhan Xing’s strike was!
In an instant, the entire crowd was stunned.
Everyone held their breath, silently watching the next exchanges between the two.
“My turn now!”
The corner of Bai Xiaofan’s mouth curved into a bloodthirsty arc, and as his voice fell, his aura rapidly surged.
The ridians in his body reversed, and his combat power skyrocketed in an instant.
Feeling the change in Bai Xiaofan, Zhan Xing also felt a thrill of excitent.
The stronger Bai Xiaofan was, the happier he beca.
What he wanted was this utterly exhilarating battle!
“Co!”
With a deep shout, Zhan Xing stared steadily at Bai Xiaofan opposite him, like a madman.
No longer hesitating, Bai Xiaofan suddenly pulled his feet from the ground, flashed, and appeared in front of Zhan Xing.
He raised the Dragon Sparrow Sword in his hand and chopped it down toward Zhan Xing’s head.
If the opponent was a worthy adversary, then Bai Xiaofan would use all his strength.
It was a mark of respect for his opponent, and for himself!
Boom!
The swords clashed once again.
Splutter, splutter, splutter!
Before Bai Xiaofan and Zhan Xing could engage further, several mbers of the surrounding Dragon mbers had already spat out mouthfuls of blood and collapsed to the ground.
This strike had directly torn many of their ridians!
Yet, even so, no one wanted to divert their gaze, not even by an inch!
This kind of battle, for them, might be a once-in-a-lifeti event.
Being able to witness such high-level combat firsthand was a joy and blessing for many present.
Crack!
The huge sword held high in Zhan Xing’s hands was split in half by the Dragon Sparrow Sword in Bai Xiaofan’s hands.
The blade parted in two!
The Dragon Sparrow Sword’s montum unabated, it continued toward Zhan Xing’s head.
If it hit, even with an iron head, Zhan Xing would undoubtedly die…
However, Zhan Xing was still a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, and although his cultivation technique was sowhat inferior, he was nonetheless a cultivator.
At the very mont when the giant sword split in two, he raised his right hand, channeling all the immortal Yuan in his body into that arm, and lifted it to et Bai Xiaofan’s Dragon Sparrow Sword…
Thud!
If the giant sword could not stop the fierce Dragon Sparrow Sword, how could an arm possibly do so?
The Dragon Sparrow Sword pierced through Zhan Xing’s left forearm at the elbow!
Clang!
Zhan Xing paid no attention to his severed arm, and at that mont, he struck out with his right hand, slapping Bai Xiaofan’s chest.
Bang!
The blow from Zhan Xing was so sudden that even Bai Xiaofan couldn’t react in ti.
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as he was thrown rapidly backwards, his Dragon Sparrow Sword scraping across the ground.
Pieces of broken stone flew up, with a swiftness that was unstoppable, resembling cannonballs flung outwards, flying towards all directions.
In an instant, many Long Shadow mbers who couldn’t react in ti were either injured or killed…
After retreating dozens of ters, Bai Xiaofan forcefully stabbed the Dragon Sparrow Sword into the ground, using this force to finally bring his body to a halt.
At this ti, Zhan Xing also shouted loudly, slapping the ground powerfully with his remaining hand.
Then he leapt up from the ground.
Staggering backwards a few steps, he collapsed directly on the ground, fresh blood gushing from his severed arm.
Only at this mont did the people around fully regain their senses.
They looked at Zhan Xing’s arm, fallen on the ground, and the deep pit that had ford, nearly swallowing everything below Zhan Xing’s knees.
And they saw Bai Xiaofan, who had just stabilized himself by plunging the Dragon Sparrow Sword deep into the ground, kneeling on one knee, blood pouring from his mouth.
The crowd realized that the ferocity of this battle had exceeded their imagination!
Particularly seeing blood also flowing from Bai Xiaofan’s chest…
Silence!
The vast underground training facility was as quiet as death!
Seeing the two n heavily injured, everyone was too afraid to speak out loud or even to breathe heavily, as if they had forgotten how to breathe altogether.
“You are indeed powerful; just a late-stage Golden Core and you already have such prowess.
If one day you break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, I fear no one at that level could stand as your opponent!”
Zhan Xing ignored the sweat mixed with blood on his face, staring intently at Bai Xiaofan nearby, his voice hoarse.
In his words, there was both shock at Bai Xiaofan’s abilities and an admiration for him!
“You’re not bad either, I used to be able to kill early Nascent Soul old monsters while I was just at the early stage of the Golden Core, but I didn’t expect that having advanced to the late stage, I could not kill you, an early Nascent Soul,” Bai Xiaofan gasped sharply, tensing his legs, and stood up from the ground.
Clang!
The deeply embedded Dragon Sparrow Sword was also pulled out.
“However, I have a temper.
I never believe there’s soone in the world I can’t kill, nor will I ever leave any enemy that could pose a threat!”
As he spoke, Bai Xiaofan staggered forward, dragging the Dragon Sparrow Sword towards Zhan Xing step by step…
With every step Bai Xiaofan took, a deep trail of blood marked the ground.
Dazzling and striking…
As they listened to Bai Xiaofan’s words and watched him approach Zhan Xing step by step, dragging his battered body,
the surviving mbers of the Long Shadow, less than fifty in number, all felt a sense of shared misfortune.
They spontaneously took up weapons and charged towards Bai Xiaofan.
The attack was so sudden, even Yuan’er and Vermilion Bird couldn’t react in ti.
Though Bai Xiaofan noticed their maneuvers, he didn’t even pause or give them any heed.
It seed that at that mont, in Bai Xiaofan’s eyes, there was only Zhan Xing, who was also slowly getting up and picking up half of the giant sword.
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