Ian was staring at Trielle intently, waiting for Trielle's next attack.
But there was only a flash of light and shadow on Trielle's body, and nothing happened the next moment.
Ian didn't know the existence of Yingxian Pavilion, so he naturally didn't know what this flash meant.
He looked at Trial and saw that Trial hadn't taken action yet, so he wanted to immediately The idea of taking action.
This is Ian.
If a battle can be solved in five minutes, he will never delay it to six minutes.
The long sword was slowly raised.
After Ian's eyes determined the target, his body suddenly turned into a stream of light and stabbed at Trial.
Trielle didn't move.
Not only did he not move, he didn't even look at Ian.
There is a cruel smile on the corner of Ian's mouth.
At such a close distance, Ian has never missed his hand in tens of thousands of years.
The next moment, the kid in front of him will die immediately.
Ten meters, five meters, one meter.
For the eight-winged angel, the distance of one meter cannot be calculated in seconds.
But in this thousandth of a second, Trial pointed his hand suddenly, and Ian's long sword, which was close at hand, stopped in place.
"What" Ian couldn't believe his eyes.
Is this his strength?
How is this possible with just one finger?
Even a twelve-winged archangel would not be so calm.
Trielle never spoke, let alone looked at Ian.
In Ian's eyes, Trielle suddenly became incomprehensible, but in Trielle's heart, at this time, he was already on the verge of crying.
Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, had many versions of his story and had a great influence on Trielle.
Therefore, when Trielle saw Lu Dongbin, he chose him to possess him without hesitation.
But after becoming possessed, Trielle realized that he had been tricked by folk tales.
This is not to say that Lu Dongbin is not powerful, but that the immortal Lu Dongbin belongs to the kind of immortal who is extremely charitable and has an easy-going temper.
Focusing on rescuing people and rescuing people all their lives, they are not gods like Nezha and Yang Jian who focus on fighting.
His Chunyang Sword Technique focuses on self-cultivation, which is not suitable for the current battle at all.
Moreover, Trial did not correctly establish his position.
Now he is a dark angel with eight wings.
His strength is no weaker than Lu Dongbin.
If he really faced Lu Dongbin, Trial would even be higher than him.
Some.
Of course, for Trielle, this is not an irreversible situation.
As long as he uses Lu Dongbin's immortal skills and fights with his own divine power, his power will still be very huge, but it will take some time to become familiar with the knowledge gained in his mind.
The pure yang finger just mentioned is one of them.
A single finger of pure yang can block the enemy by an inch.
Such magic has never been seen before in this world. so.
In Ian's eyes, Trielle's strength has become much more terrifying.
After a while, Trial finally found the sword skill he wanted.
Although Chunyang Sword Technique was not suitable for the current battle, Lu Dongbin's other unique skill was extremely suitable for him.
That is, flying swordsmanship.
Trielle took a few steps back, and instead of attacking like before, he threw the Angel Shura Blade in his hand.
Ian looked at Trielle infatuatedly, not knowing what Trielle wanted to do for a moment.
But the next moment, Ian saw the thrown sword, as if it had eyes, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air and flying towards him.
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"What the hell" Ian couldn't understand this at all.
The discarded long sword could still make such an attack.
Did it really have a soul?
Ian subconsciously used the Archangel Sword in his hand to try to block the Angel Shura Blade.
Unexpectedly, when he just touched the Angel Shura Blade, a huge force, like a sledgehammer, knocked Ian away hard.
Trielle moved his right hand gently back and forth in front of his chest.
Seeing that the flying sword was so powerful, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Yes, it's pretty powerful.
Pointing at Ian, the Angel Shura Blade turned into a stream of light and shot towards Ian at once.
With one wave of his hand, he pointed at Ian again, and the long sword turned into a stream of light, bypassing Ian, and launched an attack from the other side.
During the entire process, although Triel's divine power continued to be consumed, he himself did not suffer any physical exertion.
But every attack of the Angel Shura Blade has several times its own power.
If he can use this method in future battles, then who will he be afraid of?
Trielle's thoughts were so easy, but he didn't know that learning such a flying sword technique couldn't be that easy.
As soon as he possessed him, he used the flying sword technique that others had practiced for thousands of years.
It was obvious that he felt like standing and talking without pain in his back.
Ian's strength is not weak, but Ian has been completely stunned by the flying sword technique in front of him.
He didn't understand flying swordsmanship at all, and he had never even heard of it.
Looking at the mighty Angel Shura Blade in front of him, Ian didn't know how to deal with it.
He took advantage of the gap between the flying sword attacks and looked in the direction of Trielle, suddenly having an epiphany in his heart.
His hands have been moving, so that's where the problem should come from.
He must be attacked.
This kid doesn't have any weapons in his hands.
If he gets close, he will definitely die.
Thinking of this, Ian pretended to fight hard, but in fact, he was familiar with the attack and power of flying swordsmanship.
After feeling that he was somewhat sure, Ian suddenly changed his moves and flew towards the Angel Shura Blade.
At the same time, the Archangel Sword in his hand struck the Angel Shura Blade hard.
Being bounced away by the Angel Shura Blade was within Ian's calculation, so this time, the direction of Ian's bounce was exactly where Trielle was.
"die."
Ian's voice was full of anger, and the Archangel Sword in his hand was even more powerful.
"Pure Yang Finger."
Trial's hand was in a fingering posture, and it didn't require any movement at all.
He pointed directly forward, and Ian's body was immediately blocked in place.
Not to mention that, Trielle's fingers suddenly pushed forward, and Ian's body flew back in an instant.
This did not cause any harm to Ian, but Ian found himself tragically back within the attack range of the flying sword.
And Trielle started dancing with one hand, and the speed was one minute faster than before.
Ian gritted his teeth angrily, cursing Trielle in his heart, but his hands were still resisting the attacks of flying swords.
After a while, Ian gradually got a handle on it.
Not only did he quickly figure out Trial's offensive routine, but he also gradually adapted to the flying sword attack.
This is an extremely dangerous signal.
Unfortunately, Trielle is only enjoying himself and has no time to observe these.
Ian is like a ferocious beast, quietly lurking his strength.
I'm afraid there's only one chance.
This kid's combat skills are too weird.
If he continues to be exhausted like this, even if his divine power is still there, his physical strength will always be a problem.
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So this time, Ian was unusually careful, his eyes constantly peeking at Trial's expression, and decided to give Trial a fatal blow the next time he was proud.
Finally, Ian waited for the perfect time.
He dodged his body and used the power of the flying sword to launch himself not far from Trielle.
Trielle really didn't notice this change.
But at this critical moment, Ian did not directly attack with a sword, but chose the combat skill, Archangel Kill.
Ian's long sword was raised high, and the divine power in the air continued to surge toward the Archangel's Sword.
"Archangel."
"Pure Yang Finger."
Upon hearing these three words, Ian's expression changed.
His mental power was so concentrated that he kept thinking about how to attack at close range, but he forgot that Trielle still had Pure Yang Finger.
"go back."
Trielle pushed his fingers forward, and Ian returned to his original position.
Ian regretted that this perfect attack was wasted by him.
Ian wanted to kill Triel too much, but his habit made his attack come to nothing.
At this time, Trial was also reminded by Ian's actions, and he immediately understood that the angel tribe in front of him seemed to have completely mastered his own methods. but
What if I change my position?
Trielle's fingers suddenly transformed in mid-air and kept waving around, causing the Angel Shura Blade to fly around.
This change directly disrupted Ian's defensive rhythm.
Chichi There were several sounds of the sword penetrating into flesh, and Ian's body was severely cut with several wounds by the mutated flying sword.
Golden blood kept flowing out of this wound, making Ian extremely angry.
"Boy, you are looking for death."
Ian has long been annoyed by this damn flying sword, and now he feels like he wants to fight.
We are both eight-winged angels.
If we want to kill each other, how can it be so easy not to sacrifice and how can we get rewards?
Thinking of this, Ian immediately decided that even if he was pierced by the flying sword, he would kill the hateful young man in front of him with one sword.
Ian's body suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, which was the power of the godhead.
With the power of Ian's eight-winged intermediate godhead, and at the cost of injury, Ian believed that he could definitely kill Triel this time. .
"The power of the Godhead" Trielle was shocked by Ian's actions.
It was the last resort, and he actually used it now.
"Clone."
Trielle's figure moved, and eighteen clones appeared directly.
"Eighteen" Not to mention Ian, even Trielle himself didn't know that he already had eighteen clones.
After being promoted to the eight-winged strength, the clones have also been improved accordingly, doubling the number of clones.
Therefore, under the illusion, plus the main body, it has reached a total of nineteen Trielles.
Nineteen people, nineteen flying swords.
Ian's heart fell straight to the bottom.
Nineteen people immediately surrounded Ian, and nineteen flying swords shot out from all directions.
Ian was unable to react to such a change for a while.
His body was stabbed continuously by flying swords, and his condition was quite miserable.
An eight-winged archangel was beaten black and blue by an unknown boy at the door of his home.
Who can understand Ian's humiliation?
At this time, Ian really planned to fight for his life.
He abandoned the Archangel Sword, grabbed his hands in the void, and a golden dragon scale sword was caught in Ian's hand.
In an instant, an explosive force of destruction swept across the entire place. dragon scale sword
Forged from dragon scales fused with sky crystal ore, it was also a work of Atlantis back then.
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The sword holder can not only have three times the destructive power, but also increase the destructive power for friendly forces.
Ian was not willing to take out this sword unless it was absolutely necessary, but now, if he didn't take it out, he might not be able to use this sword until he died.
As soon as the dragon scale sword came out, Triel's flying sword immediately fell to the disadvantage.
With a few clanking sounds, the angel Shura Blade that had just been invincible was directly knocked away thousands of meters by the Dragon Scale Sword.
Even if it came back at once, it would take a lot of time.
"Let me see what you use to attack me this time."
Ian yelled angrily at the nineteen Trielles, and the dragon scale sword in his hand was about to strike at Trielles.
"Do you think the distance of several thousand meters is far?"
Trial also snorted coldly.
"What" Ian didn't understand the meaning of Trial's words.
Could it be that he had other combat skills?
"Flying Sword Space Version."
Triel is a space-based swordsman, and every combat skill he uses is also a space-based combat skill.
Just now, Trial had been looking for how to integrate the space system with the flying sword.
It was at this time that he gave Ian several opportunities for sneak attacks.
As the battle progressed, Triel had slowly mastered it, and in the battle just now, his body had been quietly used several times.
As he shouted loudly, nineteen flying swords in the distance traveled directly through the space and appeared in front of Ian in an instant.
And Ian would never have imagined that this would be the result.
His reaction was extremely fast, and with a sudden move of the Dragon Scale Sword, ten Angel Shura Blades were knocked away by him.
But the tragedy is that the distance he can swing his sword is only so wide, and the remaining nine pierce Ian's body mercilessly.
Looking at the nine bloody holes in his body, Ian felt extremely unwilling.
But he had no choice.
Ian couldn't find a way to deal with Triel's attack.
He could only watch the nine angel Shura blades pass in front of him.
"die."
At this time, Ian no longer cared about his body.
He decided that no matter how Trial attacked him, he would not hide.
Even if the flying sword pierced his godhood, he would still hit Trielle with the dragon scale sword in his hand.
Ian was in mid-air, with golden blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with a firm gaze that looked back upon death.
However, although courage can affect the battle, it cannot determine the battle, just when Ian's body flew into the air.
Three familiar words rang in his ears.
"Pure Yang Finger."
Ian's heart was broken.
He really had no way to do anything about this rogue's combat skills.
It's not that he doesn't want to fight, it's just that even if he fights with his life, he can't get close to the other party.
What kind of technique did this kid use?
"Why why" Ian let out an unwilling roar as his body flew backwards.
Trielle blew on his fingers, pretending to be blowing a gun.
"Bug, it's so buggy, it's just a bug."
In this world, no one knows the magic of magic at all, so how could anyone know the secret method to crack the magic of magic?
Just as Trial thought, using Chinese magic to attack the gods in this world is simply unsolvable.
This is only Lu Dongbin's ability.
If it were Erlang God Yang Jian, or Du Zhanshun Wukong's ability can't make these angels play around.
Looking at Ian in the distance, Trial didn't dare to look at him, for fear of what kind of energy Ian would eventually burst out.
It is always impossible to kill the eight-winged angel with a flying sword.
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Therefore, Trielle withdrew a flying sword, and a burst of black energy suddenly burst out from his body.
Seeing this energy, Ian closed his eyes weakly.
He could do nothing.
The divine power in his body was exhausted, and the dragon scale sword in his hand could not touch the opponent.
This kind of battle is simply not something he can handle alone.
Do you really want to destroy the godhead?
Ian is not willing to give in.
He has spent tens of thousands of years of training to get this middle-grade godhead.
He is really unwilling to detonate the godhead just like that.
But Ian doesn't want his godhead to become someone else's wedding dress.
"Hymn of Judgment Light."
Trielle said these words coldly.
Facing an eight-winged angel, without using divine combat skills, with Trielle's strength, it is impossible to kill the opponent unless he gets close to Ian, but doing so is very dangerous.
Seeing that Triel's Hymn of Light was about to condense, Ian had no choice.
His godhood immediately entered the state of detonation, but at this moment, he wanted to cut off his own ears immediately.
What else can you do?
"Pure Yang Finger."
The eighteen clones have already made all preparations.
Once the angel clan is defeated, the only thing they can do besides being killed instantly is to detonate their godhead.
Trielle was no stranger to this, so the eighteen clones had been waiting for Ian's changes, always maintaining the posture of pure Yang fingers in their hands.
Ian's body flew backwards in an instant, but faster than him was Trielle's war song of Judgment Light.
Ian fell heavily to the ground, and his breath disappeared in an instant.
The angels in the distance had no idea how he and Trielle fought, but they could immediately feel the disappearance of Ian's aura.
"Ian Archangel died in battle" "This is impossible, how could Archangel Ian die in the hands of humans?"
The angels simply refused to believe that this was true, but Ian's body was actually lying on the cold ground
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