As we all know, if the cultivation of qi is allocated in different directions of concentration, the result will only cause the qi and the body to fail to form a good fit and increase. There are only two types of people who try to increase the qi and all aspects, madman and fool.

Unless he is a talented darling under the FerNu law, no one will choose this crazy path.

And how should the weirdness of Dewit be explained?

Anyway, Xia Lan would never believe that the other party would be the darling of such a stunning and beautiful rule! After all, the appearance of such people often represents the arrival and end of an era. If he was really that kind of person, he would probably not commit himself to the small Sissinia as the subordinate commander of an earl.

Avoiding Devite's fierce slash again, Xia Lan retreated for more than ten steps in a row, and the virtual ring in his hand flashed, and the ancient long sword changed into a long inscription with a green light in the blink of an eye.

“Huh?”

The change of the sword in Xia Lan's hand naturally could not escape DeVit's eyes. After a slight look, a cold smile appeared on DeVit's face.

"I didn't expect you to have an inscription sword! I think the fundamental reason why you can escape from Baisize and Bukins is that it is right?"

Facing Devit's guess, Xia Lan did not explain. After his body showed the best fighting posture, he calmly said: "Compared with the inscription sword in my hand, the power displayed on you is probably the most worthy of attention!"

"Are you surprised?" Devit said with his head raised.

"Indeed, because it's hard for me to believe that people like you will play in such a small place." Xia Lan said.

Looking at the entire Elderland, Sissinia is indeed a trivial place for people like them.

"Even if you travel thousands of miles, people will never forget their hometown. No matter how small the place is, it is our destination in the end." Devit said.

"I can't imagine that you would be such a person." Xia Lan sneered.

"It's not your turn to evaluate what kind of person I am." Devitt said coldly. "Especially a dead person in my eyes!"

"Is that so? So as a dying person, can I ask you a question?" Xia Lan suddenly sneered.

"What's the problem?" Dewit said with a slightly frown.

"I guess Count Heather doesn't know your true strength, right?" Xia Lan said.

"What do you want to say?!" Dewit said with a cold look on his eyes.

"Although your strength is not enough to compete with Baixize, it may not be a problem if you want to support and resist the previous period. If Count Heather sends you to intercept Baixize for a period of time when attacking Diorda attacks Diorda for a while, destroying the opponent's command to dispatch Diorda's army, Count Heather's strategic intention to successfully break Diorda's victory will probably have a great chance of success!" Xia Lan showed a meaningful smile to the other party and said: "With Count Heather's covetousness of the Viscount Frant's territory, he will definitely seek Diorda, the key portal of the Viscount Frant's territory at all costs, but the problem is that he failed again! The reason for the failure is that he cannot effectively prevent the raid and destruction methods of a top-level strongman..."

"Shut up!"

Deveter, who noticed the strange gaze of the soldiers around him, immediately rebuked, clenched his sword tightly, and his body was ready to launch another attack on Xia Lan at any time!

"Why should I shut up?" Xia Lan chuckled, "Is it just because I saw through the fact that you concealed your strength in front of Earl Heather? Or is it that you, with ulterior motives, have any ulterior motives, have you in your heart?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dwayte, not far away, turned into a afterimage. In the blink of an eye, a sharp cold light suddenly appeared in front of Xia Lan. Xia Lan, who had expected to be prepared, could dodge even if she dodged. The "Liefeng" in her hand slashed the blue sword energy with her backhand, forcing the other party to change her aggressive next offensive.

Groan, who was present, stared at the fierce battle scene in front of him, and the harsh metal collision sounds kept echoing in his ears, and blurred figures could be seen. Countless sword shadows danced and Mars burst, but Groan's head was thinking about what Xia Lan said just now.

Why did Commander Dewit hide his strength? If it was true as Xia Lan said, what was his purpose?

He can't understand or understand.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind, and a terrible idea suddenly made Groan's back chill.

Could it be that Commander Dewit betrayed Count Heather?!

Among the soldiers surrounding Groanxialan and his group, an officer in a corner whispered something to a soldier beside him. Soon, the soldier slowly disappeared into the queue surrounding the soldiers.

Relying on his superb swordsmanship and familiar with the power trump card that the opponent has mastered, Xia Lan continued to fight and stalemate in the face of Dwayte's storm-like offensive. He basically no longer confronted Dwayte head-on because he knew that he would not have a chance of winning in a head-on confrontation, and not to mention that the threat of the soldiers surrounded him involved part of his mind.

He and DeVit are only in a rank gap, so DeVit cannot completely suppress him in strength like Bai Xize. Only with the increase of "Fierce Wind" and rich combat experience, Xia Lan was able to maintain an unbeaten situation. However, the gap in the rank is ultimately a gap. Even if Xia Lan has the ability to temporarily fight against the opponent, once the time is longer, the essence of the rank qi will completely affect the result of the battle.

The energy in his body will definitely be exhausted before the other party, and at that time, he will never have any room for resistance.

He had thought of using "Speed ​​Run" to escape, but this is the military camp and this is Cantland! Even if he could escape from the encirclement of the soldiers here, it would inevitably consume a lot of energy. In addition, DeWitt showed the strange power of speed and concentration, he could not escape to death in the end!

Is there no way?

As soon as his thoughts were not concentrated, Xia Lan's body was immediately brought out by Dewit's sword.

"Hmph! An unknown new high-ranking swordsman also wants to compete with me for the essence of life!? Today is your place of death!"

Seeing that he was sure to win, Dewit maintained his fierce attack and still had the strength to sarcastically at Xia Lan.

Although he had to admit that the opponent showed excellent abilities in swordsmanship and agile dodge, he knew that he had the advantage of fighting. He only needed to exhaust the opponent's internal airflow through continuous attacks, and victory would sooner or later belong to him. Perhaps the only thing to pay attention to is the opponent's desperate trump card and escape thought that broke out when he was on the verge of despair.

As a middle-level high-level strongman, he is not inferior to a lower-level swordsman in agility, but his own cultivation problem has led to some imbalance in agility.

The final reason is that the direction of his cultivation of focus is not one aspect.

Devit showed his natural talent of divine power since he was a child. When he started to train his sense of venting energy, everyone around him thought that he would be a genius who would make great achievements in power concentration in the future, but in fact, he strangely chose to focus on speed.

Because he was unwilling to become an ordinary strong man.

In Elderland's history, all the strong men who successfully match all aspects of concentration undoubtedly looked at the era they belonged to. They seemed to be the most dazzling meteor flashing on the continent of Elderland. They left countless epic chapters, and Dewit's ambition was that even if he could not become these people, he would keep his name on the continent of Elderland!

The divine power given to him by God is the firm foundation for him to build his dreams.

Even though this road is full of countless hardships and doubts and ridicule, Dewit insists on getting to where he is today.

During the cultivation process, he tried to apply the qi fit in countless ways in terms of speed and strength concentration. After years of experiments, he finally found the best way to distribute qi. This method finally allowed him to successfully enter the upper class. From then on, he was no longer confused and hesitant in the direction of the promotion rank.

The amplitude of the various aspects of Qi is not as simple as imagined. Although Devit successfully coordinated the balance between Qi between strength and speed, the result was that he was inferior to the strong ones who focused on the single aspect in terms of strength and speed.

However, this result made DeWitt, who was mentally prepared, quite satisfied.

Although he is inferior to a single focus powerhouse of the same level, he can make up for this flaw with his focus advantage on the other hand. Especially when facing battles, the advantages of two focus support each other often allow him to easily defeat his opponent.

He can say this arrogantly.

Invincible among the same level.

Another sword was slashing the sky, and Devit keenly found that the slippery boy in front of him might not be able to hold on, because his dodging speed gradually became slower than at the beginning. Their level of battles have always been the key to mastering victory.

Suddenly glanced at the heavy soldiers standing still like stone sculptures around him. After Dewit made an inexplicable gesture to the officer in a corner, he nodded. After the officer nodded, Dewit's mind was once again on the opponent in front of him.

"I guess the airflow in your body has already reached a point of exhaustion, right?"

The sword edge crossed the other party's chest and brought up a bloody flower. The figures intertwined. Devit said to Xia Lan with a sneer.

Xia Lan did not answer, but looked solemnly at the sword edge that the other party attacked again.

Life 182/340...176/340...163/340...

Looking at the life that was falling, Xia Lan's body gradually began to feel numb and stiff, and blood flowed from the wound, and even the air flow in her body could not be effectively suppressed. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before it gets seriously injured.

However, this is exactly Xia Lan’s plan.

Because he knew that he could survive only after he was in a serious injury and turned on the "sword technique to the point of being in a minor state".

For some reason, Devit suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. With the violent force of the sword, he successfully slashed behind the blue inscription sword that was blocking the opponent's hastily. Suddenly, the opponent seemed to have suffered severe damage to his internal organs, and his mouth sprayed a mouthful of blood on his face.

With his body left to avoid the large amount of dirty blood sprayed by the other party, Dewit instantly felt a chill invading the surroundings, which was a warning of his body's instinct!

"Clang—"

In a trance, a blue sword light appeared in front of his eyes in a blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, Devit rolled to the ground in a mess. After rolling for several consecutive times, he was able to escape from the opponent's attack range.

Standing up, Devit looked at the young man in front of him, calm and rational. This was the first time he saw the other person appearing like this.

At this moment, he felt the threat of life personally.

What happened to him? Why did he seem to have changed a person?

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't struggle to continue!

Because, he is about to die!

"Shoot the arrow!"

With a swing of the long sword, countless soldiers holding powerful crossbows were added to the surrounding soldiers who were like stone sculptures. The next moment, the whole world was shrouded in black arrows shot out quickly.
Chapter completed!