"It's time, it's time for you to start enjoying the days I've survived for hundreds of years." Grand's mouth swept through and he smiled deeply.

Ling Xiangtian's face turned cold. Seeing that the skills on the skill panel had cooled down, he silently said in his heart, "After shadow, swift, wind thorn."

Ling Xiangtian used the two skills of the pseudo-boxer, as well as the skills included with the boxing gloves.

"If you fight, you have to bet even if you die."

Whoosh!

Ling Xiangtian kicked his legs, and he jumped out like a bowstring that was accumulating energy.

"Childish." Grand said disdainfully.

Peng!

The blue fist with a small whirlwind bombarded Gran as always.

Gran waved his right hand lightly...

Gran, who was originally 100% able to withstand Ling Xiangtian's attack, showed a look of surprise after touching the opponent's fist.

Pang...

Grand's body was blown away. It was better to say it was a bombardment. Grand's body was floating backwards, and Grand followed the small hurricane emitted by Ling Xiangtian's fist gloves and flew backwards.

—1.

A harm that Ling Xiangtian couldn't believe.

"Escape." Ling Xiangtian's face changed, and his luckless heart disappeared without a trace. He had a universal attack bonus and the attributes of the boxing gloves were also very impressive. Such attack power only deals a mandatory damage point, and his defense is so perverted, how can he be an enemy?

"It took too long, and I actually forgot that the Son of Wind has the Spurs skill." Grand smiled self-deprecatingly and reached out to the escaped Ling Xiangtian's back, "Take it, the Son of Wind will only be buried in your hands."

suck……

A powerful suction appeared behind Ling Xiangtian. Ling Xiangtian was running without moving forward but retreating, and his neck was pinched by Gran with one hand.

bite……

System: Your weapon, the Son of Wind, was forcibly deprived of Gran. Kill the opponent within thirty minutes and you can regain the weapon.

Ling Xiangtian felt a chill in his heart. The other party was so powerful that he could forcibly strip away his weapon. Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, he was now pinching his neck by the other party. A sense of humiliation arose. Ling Xiang, who was sad and angry, used his last skill.

Poison curse!

Poison Curse: A one-time rare skill book, aimed at the target, use effect: causes the target to cause 200 toxic damage, and causes the target to enter a poisoned state, dropping 30 blood points per second for 60 seconds; usage requirements: cast the target after contacting the target.

In an instant, Gran's face turned dark green with a look of horror, "Damn!"

Gran swung his hand, and Ling Xiangtian flew backwards, rolling on the small slope of gravel for dozens of meters before stopping.

"Unfortunate." Seeing that there were still dozens of blood left, Ling Xiangtian was secretly anxious, "It would be great if he died just now."

For the first time, Ling Xiangtian felt that death was so exciting. As long as the character died, he would not have to suffer the misfortune of imprisonment. The level was gone. It was okay. As long as the universal abilities could still be used, everything could never be done.

Suddenly, Ling Xiangtian saw a huge injury floating on Gran's head.

—3000,—3000,—3000…

"This... the power of the poisonous curse has increased by 100 times? God helps me too." Ling Xiangtian laughed. Although he didn't know why, how could Ling Xiangtian miss such a good opportunity? Ling Xiangtian jumped up quickly, took out a bronze sword from the space ring, and rushed towards Gran.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Ling Xiangtian waved dozens of swords in one breath, and Gran's face turned pale. In order not to kill Ling Xiangtian, Gran dodged while controlling the toxins in his body. Although the probability of hitting Gran was only 5%, Gran's defense dropped a lot due to poisoning, and the damage value changed from 1 point to 120 points. This damage is not painful or itchy for Gran, who has tens of thousands of blood, but it cannot withstand Ling Xiangtian's super-fast frequency attack.

The two knew very well that quantitative change could turn into qualitative change to reach a certain level. Gran was to make the other party worse than death, so he was reluctant to take action. Ling Xiangtian was to die without defense, just stab, pick, scratch, and chop wildly.

"Hmph, let you be proud for a while first." Grand said with a gloomy face.

Suddenly, Grand looked happy, "Tsk tsk tsk, I actually forgot."

The Son of Wind (Silver Glove) suddenly appeared in Gran's palm, and waved his hand very quickly, instantly grasping the long sword that Ling Xiangtian attacked.

"Break!" Grandqing shouted.

Ling Xiangtian's long sword broke in response to the sound.

System: The durability of the Light Wind Sword becomes negative and the weapon is damaged.

"This..." Ling Xiangtian stared at the son of Feng who originally belonged to him, "I didn't expect that the son of Feng could even damage other people's weapons."

"Hahaha... I said that the Son of Wind will only be buried in your hands. If you lose your weapons, I see what other tricks you can use, but... in just 3 minutes, the toxins on my body will be removed, and then it will be the beginning of your bad luck." Gran laughed wildly.

"Is that true?" Ling Xiangtian was delighted. After fighting for so long, he finally saw Gran's blood volume. Now Gran's blood volume is 185,000/1000000.

The poison curse consumes 3,000 points of blood every three seconds, and the remaining three minutes are left. That is to say, the primary poison curse can also grind out the opponent's 108,000 blood volume. If the opponent can be destroyed within three minutes, then the grand will definitely kill himself for his own safety.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiangtian was full of motivation, "Then we have to see how many swords you can break me."

Whoosh!

Ling Xiangtian took out another bronze sword from the space ring.

At this moment, there are nearly a hundred untreated weapons in his space ring, so he has no worries about using them.

"Hmph, no matter how many weapons there are, it's useless." Grand said confidently, "You are imprisoned."

Whoosh...

In order to cherish these three minutes, Ling Xiangtian seized every minute and every second, and attacked wildly.

After stabbing ten times, the sword broke.

Ling Xiangtian decisively threw away the useless sword in his hand and released a new sword from the space ring again.

Swish swish swish swish...

This time I slashed fifteen times, five more times than the first time, and the long sword in my hand was broken by the opponent's son of Feng.

Change again!

...

With this cycle, Ling Xiangtian's face was full of firmness. Every time he changed his weapon, Ling Xiangtian's attacks increased and he kept improving.

"Damn it, how could you carry so many swords on your body?" Gran said with an ugly face.

"Unless..." Grand thought of the space ring, but this idea was rejected by him. How precious the space ring was. The old immortal (Kong Yi) back then also had no space ring, and the other party had at most a large capacity package.

Gran didn't know that during his imprisonment, Kong Yi obtained two rare space rings, one of which was on Ling Xiangtian.

Gran felt his own situation a little and found that his body was on the verge of collapse. If he continued to be hit by the small crawler in front of him, he might also die.

"Hmph, I said, no matter how many swords there are, it's useless." After that, Gran held his hands and opened them, and the energy accumulated in his body burst out from the palm of his hand in an instant.

Every time!

Double wind thorns!

Two huge whirlwinds burst out from the left and right fists gloves, and the wind power from the fists made Gran fly into the sky. In Ling Xiangtian's hand, only a weak whirlwind could be emitted. When it came to Gran's hand, its power increased several times.

"Only a little bit."

Seeing Gran flying into the sky, Ling Xiangtian's face turned red with a frustration, and he felt the urge to vomit blood in his heart. He originally thought that Gran would not be able to withstand his own attack and needed to kill himself to protect himself. However, he expected that the other party would fly into the sky and avoid the battle.

He was used to cheating and cheating by himself, and suddenly found that others were cheating and cheating, and Ling Xiangtian felt full of feelings.

Seeing the frustrated Ling Xiangtian, the scar on Gran's face stretched out and said in the air, "Junior brother, I'm sure I'm successful, but I'm still shattering my hope in the end. This feeling is very comfortable, tsk... Want to die? It's not that simple."

"hateful."

Ling Xiangtian took out a longbow with low agility demand from the space ring and shot several times in a row, but no one could hit it, because he was not an archer and did not have the talent of an archer. Even if he could take a longbow, his accuracy was extremely bad when he shot it out.

"Junior brother, struggle. You only have thirty seconds to struggle. Once thirty seconds pass, you will not have any chance to resist."

Ling Xiangtian was very unwilling to accept that he really wanted to die by hitting the wall at this time. Unfortunately, the system was set up that unless there was a reason for the incident, it would be impossible to commit suicide by hitting the wall.

"By the way, you can't hit the wall, but I can jump off the cliff." Ling Xiangtian glanced at the nearest hilltop, kicked his legs and ran away. He had thirty seconds left. He could end his life in just thirty seconds and jumped down in a relatively high area within thirty seconds. He would not have to be imprisoned by Grand.
Chapter completed!