Blood filled his whole body, dyeing his vision red. The bumpy ground showed a pool of bright redness, which looked so shocking. When ordinary people suffered such injuries, they were afraid that death would be left to wait for him. But Xia Zuo was still holding the cross sword tightly and standing unyieldingly in the pool of blood.

Looking closely at the figure, weakness, death, darkness... Countless words kept impacting Xia Zuo's consciousness. As he was gaze, the flames that appeared in his eyes suddenly began to slowly condense and compress, and the light in the dark became dimmer and dimming until it completely disappeared into the darkness.

The whole world suddenly fell into darkness. With the arrival of darkness, the world suddenly became extremely quiet. Xia Zuo in the darkness opened his eyes, and countless black fog surrounding him were independent of Xia Zuo's vision at this moment. The two flames that were beating in his eyes seemed so real at this moment.

'sensation!'

It was like a volcano that compressed thousands of years of energy, reached its peak at this moment, and suddenly erupted, and a blazing flame appeared in its consciousness, just like being trapped in the illusion of hell. However, at this moment, Xia Zuo could no longer feel the slightest heat, but instead felt a sense of ease and freedom.

The deepest part of the darkness suddenly reminded of a cracking sound. In the process, some mysterious force broke free from the constraints of the body, slowly rushed out of the darkness, and merged into the body. The unprecedented burning feeling was transmitted to the muscles at this time.

Just after working hard and struggling for so long, Xia Zuo has been waiting for this moment, but when the moment he really inspired the fighting spirit, what awaits him is not the praises, but the cold and sharp cross sword.

Xia Zuo raised the cross sword abruptly, and his keen sensing could clearly sense: with the surge and increase of this power, his power increased by more than three times! The power that he had never had before penetrated his whole body, allowing him to experience unprecedented power.

At this moment, Gao Wen seemed to sense something, and the fighting spirit surging on his body became even more rapid. The moment the two cross swords collided, a shock suddenly came from the whole world, like lightning intertwined in the sky and clouds, suddenly slashed from the dark clouds, carrying a power that the world could not resist.

Gao Wen felt a burning force surged straight from the cross sword, rushed into his body, burning his spiritual will. At the same time, a powerful force surged out of the other party's body. Gao Wen's body suddenly shook, and then he took a few steps back.

A huge force surged into his body, squeezed his whole body, and the rolling heat rushed into his spirit, burning his will...

Time seemed to have fallen into static at this moment. Suddenly, the crazy laughter broke all the calm. Xia Zuo looked at the crazy figure, different from the gentle and calmness of the past. The figure looked so strange and strange. However, he smiled so crazy, even though he couldn't control the passage of blood in his mouth, he was still smiling, but he didn't know what he was smiling again?

Xia Zuo just looked at him calmly. After he smiled, he put away his smile and held the cross sword again. The white mist-colored fighting spirit kept rolling in his body. Facing Xia Zuo who inspired the fighting spirit, he did not give in at all.

The battle is going on, without any skill, because only the simplest and most direct attack can burst out with the most powerful force and the most rapid speed, and all the skills are so ridiculous in front of these two techniques.

The Cross Sword slashed through the black fog, and the sharp light instantly tore the darkness in front of him, colliding directly in the space. Gao Wen's body retreated again, and huge power poured into his body along the Cross Sword, tearing the muscles on his arms, while crushing his whole body. The rolling heat was like hot magma, constantly pouring into his spiritual will, and endless pain enveloped his consciousness.

Gao Wen vomited blood heavily, but his eyes were staring at the figure coldly. However, at this moment, Xia Zuo's figure did not pause at all. The cross sword in his hand slashed straight at his figure...

Looking at the familiar figures that had been together for several years, the scenes of the past kept popping up in his eyes: the tears slid out of the corners of the boy's eyes and fell on the helplessness of his palms; the stubbornness of the boy standing by the stream under the morning light; the loneliness that kept struggling in the darkness...

A little turbulence appeared in the cold eyes, and then all the scenes disappeared, and only one sentence echoed in my mind: I will be loyal to my heart and swear to protect the justice in my heart to the death!

The blood solidified at this moment, the wind freezes in the space, and the white fog light, at the moment he swung it, gradually changed, and the white fog light changed into orange light. An unprecedented coldness accompanied by the swing of the cross sword, condensed on Xia Zuo's cross sword. Then, it spread along Xia Zuo's cross sword to Xia Zuo's body, not only frozen Xia Zuo's blood, but also sealed the hot fighting spirit that kept rolling and flowing in the body...

Plop!

Xia Zuo's body fell to the ground, and the strange power sealed the body, making him unable to raise any more power. However, at this moment, his strong spiritual will still not make him unconscious. Xia Zuo's figure kept struggling, gritting his teeth and tensing his whole body, but he could not stand up again...

Gradually, darkness began to cover the vision, and the black fog gradually disappeared in the haze, and the light enveloped his figure again. Xia Zuo vaguely felt that someone was approaching him, and then he was completely lost in the darkness.

Endless darkness enveloped his consciousness, but it did not bring any fear, chaos, dizziness, or disgust to Xia Zuo... It was filled with darkness, as if he was in the cold and dead sea of ​​darkness, and the only thing he could rely on was a wooden boat.

In such a terrifying and weird place, Xia Zuo didn't know how long he had been lost. He only knew that with the coming of dark waves, Xia Zuo had to rely on all his spiritual will to support him. Otherwise, when he was lost in the waves, death would be the only thing waiting for him.

In this way, he struggled to hold on in chaos, until one day, in chaos and darkness, he suddenly found a light. Xia Zuo did not hesitate at all, and rushed into the light with all his will...
Chapter completed!