Chapter 149 The real slash (1)
Chapter 149 The Real Duan Yuezhan (1)
"bite"
With a light sound, Yan Xiu tried his best to gather his momentum again, and was easily crushed by the mysterious momentum.
"Ba, bha, bha!"
As Yan Xiu's momentum was crushed by the mysterious aura again, Yan Xiu's not very bright pupil fire became dim again. The purple-blue skeleton seemed to be pushed by a mysterious force, and took three steps in a row. In the end, although he barely stood firm, the purple-blue skeleton still shaking and almost fell down.
"Break it for me!"
However, Yan Xiu had not known what kind of strong medicine he had knocked on. He was shattered three times. Not only did he not feel any timid in his heart, but he became more and more courageous. After the purple-blue pupil fire flashed, he once again frantically crazily wielded a fighting spirit of both thunder and fire. With the crazy fighting spirit that surged out of his heart, he once again condensed the broken sword force again.
"This little guy is really a mess!" Seeing this, the pair of dark golden pupil fires hidden deep in the 'Gallery Stadium' suddenly swayed, and said with a slight angriness, showing concern in his words.
However, despite this, the owner of the dark golden pupil fire did not help, because he was as profound as he could easily see that Yan Xiu suffered a certain injury due to the shattering of the sword at this time, but Yan Xiu's shattering sword was just an attack method that Yan Xiu induced the origin of the sword in the depths of his soul fire. Although the cracking of the sword caused little damage to Yan Xiu, it not only did not cause any damage to Yan Xiu's sword at the origin, but instead the crazy fighting spirit surged in Yan Xiu's heart, Yan Xiu's original cracking sword at the origin of the sword at the beginning, and healed with the speed visible to the naked eye.
However, although Yan Xiu's sword force was constantly gathering, the speed of Yan Xiu's gathering was slower and slower every time. Just like this time, Yan Xiu used all his skills, and his thunder and fire fighting spirit surged wildly. It was only when the mysterious aura pressed ten meters above his head that he gathered again. However, although Yan Xiu's speed of gathering sword force was slower and slower every time, the sword force he gathered was extraordinary every time. This time, the sword force gathered by Yan Xiu not only emitted a sharper aura, but also faintly carried a domineering and violent feeling that Yan Xiu had before the origin of the sword force shattered. It was so shocked that the undead who had not cared about Yan Xiu and who had entered and exited the arena stopped and looked at each other.
Speaking of this, I have to sigh at the mystery of the momentum that emerged from the three words "Gallery Arena". At this time, in the eyes of all the dead, all they could see were the crazy things that were going crazy, and they frequently made swords, completely feeling the mysterious momentum. However, these were all the details. Yan Xiu no longer felt the mood to pay attention to these things, because at this time, his swords had already collided with the mysterious momentum again.
"boom!"
As Yan Xiu's sword force collided with the mysterious aura again, the gap between the sword force he gathered for the third time, the first two times finally showed that Yan Xiu's sword force collided with the mysterious aura. Although there were also a different "sound", only Yan Xiu could hear that sound. This time, when Yan Xiu's sword force just hit the mysterious aura, a loud noise was like thunder. It rose out of nowhere above Yan Xiu's head, and several undead with insufficient strength that were closer to Yan Xiu were knocked out of thin air.
"Good guy, he has made progress again. It seems that the potential of this little guy is really immeasurable! In this case..."
The owner of the pair of dark golden pupil fire hidden deep in the "Gallery Arena", after seeing this scene, the dark golden pupil fire flashed again, and said with a hint of joy.
"bite!"
However, although Yan Xiu's sword momentum progressed rapidly, under the mysterious aura that was as heavy as the sea under the slow press, Yan Xiu's sword momentum was as vulnerable as a mantis under a giant cart. After only a moment of support, it broke into pieces. This time, the mysterious aura no longer gave Yan Xiu the chance to regain the sword momentum. It was already slowly, but it firmly pressed against Yan Xiu's head.
At this moment, the mysterious aura was like an indestructible magic net, crushing it with Yan Xiu, a guy who dared to expose his power.
"Are you going to die again?"
Looking at the unstoppable mysterious aura that was pressing against him bit by bit, Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire was in a daze, but there was no trace of fear. There was only the memories that were swiftly passing by in front of him, the deep confusion and fear of his grandfather, the anger and unwillingness of being occupied by someone, and the person who had the shortest time in his life, but still occupied most of the space in his heart, Xihe, but everything was annihilated in an instant, and what was left was only a loneliness and loneliness that Yan Xiu had never dared to face, and confusion.
"Maybe this is the best destination for me!" Yan Xiu, immersed in the loneliness and confusion, couldn't help but feel a little tired. A pair of purple-green bone hands actually hang down, and a sense of liberation slowly spread out from Yan Xiu's soul fire. Sure enough, when Yan Xiu could not suppress the loneliness and confusion in his heart, the backlash that would be caused would not be something that Yan Xiu, who had been sealed for a long time, could live in confusion.
The green flames and purple lightning that were constantly surging were extinguished, as if they no longer wanted to resist.
But the fact seems to be the opposite. Yan Xiu suddenly raised his head, his purple-green pupils flashed, and he looked at the mysterious aura coldly, and said, "Since at this time, there is no desire to live, then, what reason do I have to make you crazy over my head?"
As he said that, Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire suddenly flashed, reflecting a light that was not daring to look directly at. At this moment, all the past experiences hidden in the deepest part of his soul fire were boiling, as if they were burned by an unknown flame, bit by bit, burning Yan Xiu's memories into a stream of blue smoke. Although Yan Xiu still had not forgotten every burned memory, those memories were like the light and shadow in the grid. Although they were still vivid in their minds, they could no longer touch Yan Xiu's heartstrings.
"Sister, I'm sorry! Yan Xiu finally couldn't survive."
As Yan Xiu's memory was burned by the nameless flame, Yan Xiu's pupil fire showed a tenderness, a little relief, and a little guilty.
"bite!"
As soon as Yan Xiu said that, his pupils suddenly became cold. His purple-green bone hand waved, and saw the parting bone knife pulling out and lifting it to his chest.
"My man, since I came to this world, you are the first and only partner who is closest to my heart. In the past six months, we have defeated and won. Although the time has been short, it is one of the most indelible parts in my memory. At this time, our last battle seems to have arrived. Next, I will use my most proud sword technique. Since you and I are destined to not leave an immortal legend in this underworld, then we will cut out the most amazing sword in my life in this city of chaos!"
Yan Xiu saw that the parting bone knife slowly raised and slowly retreated step by step. The original sword force in the soul fire would be stronger in every step of Yan Xiu's retreat, and the healing speed would also be faster. The nameless flame would burn Yan Xiu's memory faster.
"This... what is this little guy doing? Isn't he seeking death? No, I have to stop him!" Seeing this, the owner of the dark golden pupil fire, hidden deep in the deepest part of the 'Gallery Stadium', stood up suddenly and was about to rush over to save Yan Xiu.
"Old guy, why bother to stop such a good show? In my opinion, you should stay here to watch the show honestly!"
The owner of the dark golden pupil fire moved, and a playful but cold sound suddenly sounded, causing the owner of the dark golden pupil fire to pause, and the dark golden pupil fire showed a hint of solemnity and anger.
As the sound rang out, a series of footsteps came softly, "dong, dong," and each step was light, but the footsteps were like thunder, which made every listener feel dazed.
"Old Ghost Ling, do you really want to stop me?"
The owner of the dark golden pupil fire was obviously of the same level as the owner of the footsteps. The magic power of the footsteps was not enough to pose a slight threat to him. However, the owner of the footsteps had been so accurate when he came. Obviously, he had already set his sights on him, and even the "little guy" below.
"Old guy, don't you think it's a wonderful thing to see a little guy with the undead vein with the intermediate level of the rank of the lords and the death of you? And this little guy is still from the same race as you!"
The "Ling Lao Gui", the master who heard the words of the master with the dark golden pupil fire, a pair of dark golden eyes flashed like glass, and said with a smile.
"Okay...Ling Lao Gui, since you are so unreasonable, even if I violate the city rules today, I will teach you a lesson!"
The owner of the dark golden pupil fire laughed furiously when he heard this. He was full of fighting spirit and a purple fighting light suddenly appeared, illuminating the surroundings for a moment. At the same time, a terrifying aura also came out of him, slapped at the old ghost Ling like a shock wave.
"Hehe, teach me a lesson? Do you have this ability?"
Although the aura of the master of the dark golden pupil fire was amazing, the "Ling Lao Gui" was not a mediocre hand. His dark golden eyes flashed like glass, and a momentum that was not weaker than the master of the dark golden pupil fire rose up and slapped the aura of the master of the dark golden pupil fire...
Chapter completed!