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Ling Er blinked his big innocent eyes, and said: "So you are lying, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Hearing this, Xu Zhilei immediately laughed out loud, and said: "Hahahaha, little girl, you are so naive, I don't even have the heart to make a move on you anymore."
Ling Er shook his head, and said: "No need, I will fight you. "However, I won't call you Big Brother Ziri from now on."
After saying that, Ling Er's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he said: "Brother Xu, please!"
"Alright, since that's the case, then I will see how much you've grown!"
With that said, Xu Zhilei suddenly rushed out. In front of the Long sword, he swept up the wind and thunder as he whistled towards Ling Er.
Instead of retreating, Ling Er advanced with the flexible sword in his hand and pierced through the air along the way, creating a sharp whistling sound as he attacked Xu Zhilei.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Zhilei and Ling Er met on scene, and the Long sword in their hands also met.
'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard.
The two's sword tips collided with incomparable accuracy, emitting a crisp sound.
At the tip of the sword, the power of wind and thunder clashed with the dense flames, as though they were meeting between sea of fire and lightning. Suddenly, they exploded, bringing about a tyrannical power fluctuation, which swept towards Ling Er, blowing her hair backwards, causing her face to feel pain.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Sword Qi rushed over, Ling Er retreated a few steps back, and only then did he stabilize his body.
On the other hand, Xu Zhilei stood in place, steady as a pine tree, not moving an inch.
When the two competed, the winner would be revealed!
Compared to Xu Zhilei, Ling Er was obviously inferior!
Seeing this scene, Qianqian couldn't help but clench both his hands. His palms were covered in sweat and he was extremely nervous.
As for Ling Er, he quietly stood there. Although his expression was serious, there was not the slightest bit of depression.
Xu Zhilei laughed arrogantly, and said condescendingly: "Ling Er, I told you this a long time ago, you're not my match, it's better that you admit defeat!"
Ling Er gripped the flexible sword in his hand tightly and said: "It's just a sword strike, it's still too early. Why the rush of Brother Xu!"
Xu Zhilei shook his head, and said with a sigh: "Looks like you're also a stubborn person!"
Ling Er declined to comment, but in his heart, he prayed: "Transmitter, I will depend on you, otherwise, Ling Er will really lose, and Senior Sister will not be able to obtain the spirit fire."
Until now, Ling Er was still thinking about his own Senior Sister.
What an innocent child he was!
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We'll talk about it after we win!"
At this time, Xu Zhilei gave a loud shout, and once again brandished his sword, creating gusts of wind and lightning.
Green colored wind and lightning circled around Xu Zhilei as he flew out, and as if he was born from a god of lightning, he carried a vast and mighty might and hurriedly rushed to attack Ling Er.
As the Long sword danced, Xu Zhilei's aura instantly climbed to the limit.
Possessing the power of thunder and lightning, he was domineering to the extreme.
Seeing Xu Zhilei's aura fluctuate explosively once again, Ling Er did not dare to hold back in the slightest, and activated all of the Fire Spiritual Energy in his body.
Suddenly, an endless amount of fiery red burst out of her body and enveloped her entire body. From afar, she looked just like a man made of fire.
At the same time, Ling Er's arms trembled, and the flexible sword trembled, as a Sword Light more than three meters long condensed at the tip of the sword.
"Kill!"
With a loud roar, the Long sword in Ling Er's hand suddenly slashed out, and a fiery light emerged from the sword. Like a fiery lightning in the night sky, it cut through the air and descended straight down.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
Looking at Ling Er's sword force, Xu Zhilei sneered. The power of wind and lightning suddenly exploded outwards as lightning danced on the tip of the sword. It looked just like a phenomenon in the sky before the storm.
Following that, Xu Zhilei shook his body and the power of lightning actually directly came out from the tip of his sword, burning away the surrounding air and producing crackling sounds.
"Rumble!"
Finally, the two's swords collided. The power of thunder and lightning intertwined with each other, creating a violent explosion that produced the sounds of thunder from the ninth heaven.
Immediately, a peerlessly terrifying force exploded from the point of contact between the two Long sword. It was like a raging sea as it swept out in all directions like a hurricane and it was extremely frightening.
In the center of the arena, the two Long sword s crossed each other, forming two semicircle shaped energy barriers that covered the two of them.
From the back of the barrier, streams of energy shot out like sharp blades, slicing the ground beneath their feet and causing cracks to appear. The cracks spread out rapidly in all directions like a spider web.
At this moment, the two had already unleashed their Swordsmanship to its limits, and it had turned into a pure competition of Spiritual Energy.
It was just that Ling Er's realm was obviously weaker than Xu Zhilei's, and his cultivation time was also inferior to Xu Zhilei's. His Spiritual Energy attribute was also an ordinary Fire Attribute, so it was naturally unable to compare to Xu Zhilei's lightning attribute ?
In other words, no matter from which angle, Ling Er was inferior to Xu Zhilei.
Thus, there was no suspense in this contest.
In just a few moments, Ling Er's body had already started to uncontrollably tremble, like a leaf within a raging wind.
Little by little, traces of blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her clothes, like blooming plums of blood.