Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 264 The life and death battle between Zhou Xuan and Fusu!

The Yatkan long sword Taotie in Zhou Xuan's hand was already attached to Fusu's neck.

However, at the moment when he was about to cut off his neck, Fusu finally changed his movements.

To Zhou Xuan's expectation, Fusu did not choose to withdraw the Lu Lu Sword and defend, but just leaned sharply to the right!
The change in angle allowed Lu Lujian to avoid Zhou Xuan's heart and stabbed straight into the shoulder joint of Zhou Xuan's right arm.

Zhou Xuan's eyes narrowed.

This action of Fusu did avoid the life-and-death crisis of being killed by him, but the Taotie long sword of Atkan could still severely damage one of Fusu's arms and at the same time allow the toxin to invade Fusu's body.

For Fusu, this kind of exchange of injuries for injuries was a business of killing eight hundred enemies and losing one thousand.

This is unreasonable!

The thoughts in Zhou Xuan's mind were racing, and the Atkan sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and he slashed Fusu's left arm hard.

At the same time, Lu Lujian's sword edge also penetrated deeply into Zhou Xuan's shoulder.

Atkan's long knife was instantly embedded in Fusu's thigh, and blood spurted out like a column, instantly dyeing the hem of his clothes red!

However, in the face of this fatal blow, Fusu still did not choose to put back his sword and defend.

His body suddenly shrank in the air, exposing his thigh directly to Taotie's blade. At the same time, he slightly adjusted the angle to avoid being cut in half.

The two of them didn't hesitate at all, as if they didn't feel any physical pain at all, and the swords in their hands violently attacked each other's vital points again.

This was not because Zhou Xuan couldn't bear the severe pain radiating from everywhere in his body.

Zhou Xuan's heart sank as he watched Fusu's desperate offensive.

Both Zhou Xuan and Fusu knew that they were dancing next to an abyss. If they slowed down for a moment or made a single mistake, they would instantly fall into the abyss.

The other party will definitely not let go of that opportunity, and a life will be taken away instantly with one sword strike!

In just a few seconds, Yatkan's Taotie long sword and Lulu sword cut through the air countless times. The sword lights and sword shadows were as dense as the violent wind and rain, but there was no sound of the collision of gold and iron.

Lu Lu's sword deviated from the angle and failed to hit Zhou Xuan's neck, but it made a deep wound on his chest that was visible to the bone.

The expressions on Zhou Xuan and Fusu's faces were as cold as stone, and they invariably used offense instead of defense.

Zhou Xuan knew that the Lu Lu Sword was not good at cutting, and with his current body, it was impossible for Fusu to cut off his head with a sword. But if his sword was a solid one, Fusu would definitely be cut in half.

However, Fusu didn't seem to feel the heavy damage to his left arm at all, and there was no ripple in his red-gold eyes.

Zhou Xuan had already abandoned the Ma-Zhan Saber Fury. In such a high-intensity close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, the seven-meter-long Fury had no effect at all.

With a flick of his wrist, he exerted force, Lu Lujian detached himself from Zhou Xuan's shoulder, brought out a blood flower, and wiped it directly towards Zhou Xuan's neck!
Zhou Xuan frowned, Gu Ao's stern golden pupils ignited violently, Atkan's long sword Taotie bounced up like a spring, and struck Fusu's spine with a blow as heavy as a mountain.

They had no idea of ​​defense, causing wounds on each other again and again, just to kill the enemy with one sword after another!
The bodies of the two men shook rapidly, and every slight shake prevented the other party from thinking of killing them with one strike. Dark red blood sprayed out crazily from their bodies, turning into a hazy blood mist.

He knew that he could not continue to be entangled by Fusu like this.

In an instant, the broken scales shot out, and the hot dragon's blood splashed into the air, turning into a drifting blood mist.

His dragon blood had already boiled to the extreme, and his adrenaline was soaring.

Walking on the edge of a knife, the tension and excitement of life and death overwhelm all pain!
Fusu can be regarded as the most powerful opponent Zhou Xuan has encountered since he awakened his bloodline.

The fighting style of fighting without fear of death and exchanging injuries for injuries is comparable to the strength and speed of the Complete Dragon King, and the fighting skills are derived from countless life and death fights. All of this caused Zhou Xuan's dragon blood to burn completely, and a hearty feeling of joy crept into his heart!
However, this did not make Zhou Xuan lose his mind.

Zhou Xuan was always observing the changes around him and Fusu's condition.

What puzzled him was that Taotie, the Yatkan sword, had caused dozens or hundreds of wounds to Fusu, but Taotie's poison did not seem to affect Fusu at all.

Although the opponent's strength and speed were reduced, it was only due to the aggravation of injuries on his body, not the poison.

Moreover, the Deadpools who had just been forced back by Zhou Xuan's sword had gathered again, their sharp and terrifying claws reflecting the cold light.

Zhou Xuan knew that Fusu's injuries at this moment were more serious than his own. If this battle continued, Fusu would only be dragged to death.

However, if the eager group of deadpools join the battlefield, the balance of victory and defeat will tilt towards Fusu's side.

Two fists are no match for four hands. Once a mistake is made, it means death!

"This kind of fighting style that is not afraid of death is really rare. I really don't know what Fusu has experienced in these two thousand years." Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

The next moment, groups of Deadpools bared their teeth and claws, and their long snake tails twisted at high speed, dragging sparks on the bronze ground.

The rustling sound was extremely harsh, like the door to hell bursting open, and the heart-rending roars of countless evil ghosts, making people feel chills running down their backs.

Seeing this, Fusu's golden eyes suddenly lit up.

After being knocked away by Zhou Xuan twice, he roughly assessed Zhou Xuan's physical strength.

Taller than myself, but not by much.

The combat experience accumulated over two thousand years allowed Fusu to instantly tailor a plan to fight the enemy.

He needs to force Zhou Xuan into a life-and-death situation at all costs and maintain the dangerous balance between life and death.

During this process, if Zhou Xuan made a mistake, Fusu would definitely kill him with one sword.

However, what Fusu didn't expect was that Zhou Xuan didn't make the slightest mistake. Every slash and every dodge was so appropriate and as precise as a machine.

The scars deep into the bones didn't seem to affect Zhou Xuan's calmness at all.

"It has only been less than two years since the bloodline was awakened, but he can actually have such rich combat experience. What a terrifying monster!" Fusu sighed in his heart.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

That dangerous balance is about to be broken, and the balance of victory is about to tilt toward Fusu!

The most critical bargaining chip is the group of deadpools.

If it were normal, even the S-level Deadpool would be nothing more than a chicken and a dog to the two of them, not enough to kill him with a single sword.

But now, they will be the key to victory!
"In the past two thousand years, I have killed you too many times. I hope this can be the last time."

Fusu lowered his eyebrows.

Deadpool swarmed up.

(End of this chapter)