The Ignorant Divine White Tiger is a white beast that is absolutely ready to kill its prey with its unyielding fighting spirit and unfailing soul.
The entire atmosphere of the sky was controlled by Duke, condensing at the blade into an almost physical King of Beasts.
The fierce tiger gathered by the kamikaze, its fangs and claws were lifelike, roaring and rising against the wind, and sweeping Liuhe with domineering awe.
As Duke's blade slashed, the White Tiger pounced on the Divine Cracker with the momentum of tearing everything apart.
As early as the moment Duke's blade fell, the Divine Cracking Fire Weave simultaneously pulled out the Seven Heavenly Seven Swords.
Like a streamer, the swift light of the knife is invisible, and the super fast speed makes people wonder if she really pulled out the knife.
The only thing she could know was that the moment she moved, the whole person disappeared.
Weishan is the historical crystallization of the Amakusa-style church where the god cracks fire weaving, and it embodies the lifelong efforts of generations of church members, including many talented kendo masters.
It's a pity that because of the pursuit of supreme destructive power, no one can use the killer blow of only flash.
In addition to the level limit of magic spells, Wei Shan has extremely strict physical requirements for the caster, if it weren't for the green smoke from the ancestral tomb and the saint of the god cracking fire weaving, I don't know how long this trick would have been buried.
Although it is called a knife drawing technique, it is of course impossible for a normal person's arm span to pull out all the two-meter long knives, and the Divine Crack Fire Weave only pulls out half of the blade.
The perfect combination of steel wire, swordsmanship, and technique, a crescent-shaped sword qi twisted into the void, and suddenly disappeared at an incomprehensible speed, like a spatial jump.
When he reappeared, he had already collided with the white tiger in mid-air.
Prior to this, although the pace of the battle between the two sides was accelerating, they were generally restrained, probably because both sides had some scruples.
But this time is different, for the decisive blow, it is all reckless and let go.
The sharp sword qi was agitated, and the air was instantly shattered and even annihilated, and the White Tiger and Wei Shen touched unexpectedly quietly.
Wei Shan slashed away the white tiger and rushed towards Duke, and the white tiger also turned into a fine sword qi at the moment of smashing and continued to sweep towards the Divine Cracking Fire Weaving.
This scene made both of them stunned, and there was no explosion Where did the special effects team go?
Facing the beam of light that was close at hand, Duke did not hesitate to raise his sword and slash continuously, and the sword qi converged in front of him to form a large net covering the sky, layering into a thick wall, constantly consuming the power of Wei Shan.
The wave-like sword qi was slashed by Wei Shen until the entire sword net was crushed and slammed into the blade of the black knife.
With the knife in both hands, Duke was pushed backwards by the majestic force, and his feet dug two chasms into the ground, and he retreated a hundred meters in a row until it was embedded in a building behind him.
Then the walls collapsed, and Duke was smashed into the building with knives, and after a shaking shock, it calmed down.
The sword qi that was cut by Wei Shan along the way blindly washed through the four fields, and the terrifying sound waves swept everything around them.
The dead streets were like an earthquake of magnitude 8 and a typhoon at the same time, leaving a ravine 100 meters long and 10 meters wide.
The Divine Crack Fire Weaving was even worse, after refining the decisive battle for Wei Shan, her body stiffened, and the sequelae of borrowing divine power for a long time broke out, and her limbs were paralyzed and unable to move.
In the face of the heavy impact of the fine kamikaze sword qi, she clenched her silver teeth, defied the wailing of the muscles of her body, forcibly drew her sword and used seven flashes, and laid a dense steel wire in front of her body to defend herself.
The faint screech of sword qi clanged against the wire, and more of it rushed through the gap, covering the area where the Divine Crack Fire Weave was.
In the center of the battlefield full of rubble, there were suddenly potholes and debris splashing.
The aftermath not only shocked the buildings in the surrounding area, but also collapsed several buildings close to the fighting area, causing a lot of shock.
The dust gradually dispersed, and the god cracked fire weaving trembling with both hands holding the seven heavens and seven swords that were deep in the ground, his pale face was haggard, and after struggling a few times, he still lost his strength and half knelt on the ground.
The right hand holding the long knife was bleeding like a torrent, and then the fingertips loosened, the right hand hung down weakly, and the long knife fell to the ground with a clatter.
The Divine Crack Fire Weave was covered in blood, with subtle blood stains all over his body, the white T-shirt was dyed red, and the white and slender legs were also bloody.
His limbs were riddled with holes, pierced by sword qi, and he was almost shot into a sieve.
It looked miserable, but the God Cracked Fire Weaving felt extremely lucky, if it weren't for the steel wire blocking most of the sword qi, it would be difficult to say whether she would be dead or alive now.
Fortunately, the saint's physique is not blown, and his body is extremely tough, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it can recover quickly.
However, the negative effects of overtime use of divine power did not dissipate so quickly, and she no longer had the strength to fight.
"Did you win" God Cracked Fire Weaving lay on the ground, his eyes locked on the building a hundred meters away, afraid that in the next moment, Duke would come out of the dark shadows.
"Hey, God Split, you're alright," the red-haired priest moved over, supported by the young man Uejo.
Seeing the god cracking fire weaving lying in a pool of blood, his face immediately changed greatly, and the trip to the school city, if you lose a saint, it will be worth the loss.
Don't ask why the boy was kind enough to help the red hair over and aspire to save the unfortunate girl, Mr.
Yes, stood up for the seriously injured 18-year-old female saint, and it was normal, so he stepped forward.
"It's okay, it's just a little out of strength" God Cracked Fire Weaving's chest rose and fell violently, panting.
"I really didn't expect there to be such a monster in the school city" Steele was still in the aftermath of shock, looking at the devastated streets, and blurted out: "That guy shouldn't be a saint too?"
The god cracked the fire and was silent, and looked at the building that had not moved for a long time, as if he had taken a reassuring pill: "It's too lucky to be able to win against him" Steele raised his eyebrows and said unconvinced: "Winning is winning, even if luck dictates, you are the one who wins after all." ” As soon as he finished speaking, Steele suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and a long black knife rested on his shoulder.
The black blade exuded a piercing chill, startling a thin layer of goosebumps on his neck.
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"Impotence boy, I've let you down," a flirtatious voice came from behind him.
Steele didn't look back, his pupils constricting.
"Even Wei Shan has failed, Your Excellency's sword path has crossed the mortal extreme, reached perfection, and sublimated to the realm of legends, I am convinced, but can I ask Your Excellency to raise your noble hand and let go of my companion" God Crack Fire Weaving sighed lightly and closed his eyes quietly, as if waiting for the next fate.
"Hey, God Split, are you looking down on me" Steele blushed his neck and scolded behind him, "Kill if you want, don't want to humiliate us." ” "Shut up, Steele" God Cracked Fire Weaving suddenly opened his eyes: "Hello, you have a mission that must be completed, Intex is still waiting for you, even if you endure the shame, you have to live." ” Steele's shoulders trembled, and he stopped talking.
"That" The young man hesitated for a moment, and then interjected: "Although I don't know what you have a deep hatred for, it's not good to fight and kill, so it's better for everyone to sit down and talk." ” As he spoke, the boy instinctively pulled Steele and gently pushed it on the black knife.
The clattering armament color retreated, and the ice-blue long knife shattered inch by inch, turning into cold snowflakes under the gaze of several people, dissipating into nothingness.
Duke: "" The strong man of the Dou Sect coughed up, and the fantasy killer was so terrifying The scene fell silent for a while, and the four of them didn't speak, not knowing what they were considering.
Steele and God Crack Fire Weaving looked at the young man of the young man, and in the desperate situation, he imagined that the young man grabbed Duke with his right hand, and then sent a Beidou Affectionate Fist.
Duke looked at the right hand of the young man with a strange expression, the moment the black knife was shattered, whether it was the color of the armament or the ice power of the frozen bird, they all lost control It is not appropriate to use the word control, it should be said that they have lost their senses.
His power was denied Just as Duke in the Hokage world could never pull out the Slashing Blade, the Fantasy Killer denied the existence of the Black Knife and wiped it out at its root.
"I didn't mean to" The boy shook his head desperately, his eyes wandering, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Young you" Duke sighed: "Forget it, so be it" Under the surprised gaze of the three young men, Duke turned around and walked in the direction he came, leaving Wei Guangzheng's back: "Although the last move is not pure swordsmanship, I am a little disappointed.
But you're also a qualified opponent, and for everyone's sake, that's all for today. ” After saying that, Duke left without looking back, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud with him.
Otherwise, do you want him to kill his sister and preach, or talk to the saint girl about the moon is very round As the boy said, everyone has no grudges or grudges, and there is no need to fight to the death.
Duke's own purpose is to position himself, and now that the purpose has been achieved, it's time to go with the wind and leave a legend behind
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