The two people fighting hard in one place had their speed exceeded the limit of human beings' capture. The howling air and torn wind roared in the midst of the sword energy. The battle beyond the specifications was enough to make any human being desperate.

The sword energy was like rain, plowing out the potholes destroyed on all sides, crisscrossing gullies. The spider web cracks spreading from the center were roughly crushed and shattered, and were divided into debris of different sizes by the sword energy, which sprinkled on both sides in the strong wind. The flat surface was cut off layer after layer, and the cables and water pipes buried deep underground burst, adding to a bit of tragedy.

The boy Kurajo and the Red-haired Priest, who acted as the onlookers in the distance, had to move their butts away again due to the increasingly fierce aftermath of the battle. Especially the boy Kurajo, his views were refreshed and he began to redefine the creatures like humans.

Are they really humans?

"No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible. If they were humans, what would the fragile Mr. Katsujo be considered? Paramecium?" The boy Katsujo was unwilling to accept the reality of salted fish. He preferred to believe that both sides of the war were mythical creatures dressed in human skin.

"What are you muttering?" Stir said angrily, fucking the leaking sausage mouth. Just now, he wanted to hold up a magic shield and miserably discovered that the silver ring on his ten fingers disappeared. It was pitiful, it was his important magic prop.

"I mean they are so powerful!" The young man from Shangjo held his hair and laughed. Although Steele's tone was not good, his bad temper automatically ignored this point.

"That's of course! Divine Rift is one of the less than twenty saints in the world, and the top ten magicians in London." When it comes to Divine Rift, Stir looked proud.

"Is that true!?" The young man from Kanjo was curious and continued, "What about you, which one can you rank?"

"This... Although I am not as good as a saint, I am also powerful in all senses." Steel said for three seconds. However, his face was beaten and fattened, and his eyes were squeezed into a crack, which was obviously not very convincing.

After saying that, Steel turned around and looked at the battlefield behind him, and felt extremely anxious. He and Shenli belonged to the magician of the special British Puritan army, the "Essential Evil Church" and knew very well what the state of Shenliu is now.

God-breaker!

It is not human body, not human power, not human ability! It is said to be enough to compete with the divine power of an angel!

But this kind of power that touches the realm of God can only compete with the enemy. Could it be that the Academy City has developed a person with the ability comparable to the body of a saint?

The high-speed movements between the two sides could no longer be captured, only the sparks of the collision of weapons could be vaguely visible, and the oscillating ripples wanted to destroy the entire street. Just looking from a distance, Steel's scalp was numb. He could not understand why Duke could keep up with the rhythm of the battle of the Kamikaze Fire!

"I really didn't expect that there was such a monster in the Academy City. How should I explain to the Archbishop after I go back? She should believe it... right?" Steele shook his head. This kind of trouble would make Kamirikurai better consider it. After all, he is underage and needs care.

...

In the middle of the battlefield, the more the battle was, the more frightened the more Stir's strength was, and she could not understand the intensity of the battle. As the person involved, she knew it clearly. In this collision where speed, power, and even swordsmanship were top-notch, the mind was tense, and she did not relax for a moment, and was even forced to use the power of the Son of God.

But the result is not ideal...

From having the upper hand in all respects to equalizing the situation, to being in a mess now, the heart of the God Rift Fire Orion is filled with storms. No matter how she changes her moves, Duke can find the flaws at the moment she draws her sword. It is obviously a defensive counterattack, but it is more like taking the initiative. She can't use it with force, and she fights extremely frustrated.

The skills are not as good as humans, and there is nothing to say about Shenliuo. But she couldn't understand. She had been maintaining the state of Shenliuo, and her speed and power were no longer human. How could the other party be equal to her?

Superpower?

Kan Rift Fireori doesn't feel that way.

Even a saint, when using the power of the gods, his body will collapse due to his muscles' inability to withstand it! A superpowered person who has not been polished or baptized by magic may be able to defeat her in swordsmanship, but in her most proud realm, she will collapse at once... This is the same as the Archbishop claiming to be only 18 years old?

It's simply a big deal!

clang!

The blade collided and made a crisp metallic sound!

To be precise, the tip of the black knife should be pressed against the weak point of the seven-day seven-sword swing. Shenlihuoori was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. She no longer remembered how many times she had. Every time she burst out and increased her speed, she finally got a chance to breathe, but the blade was blocked before it could be cut off.

Kamisaki Huoori even suspected that Duke had cracked all the sword skills taught her by the seniors of Amakusa. Otherwise, why would he always disrupt her rhythm as soon as possible?

The rapid battle beyond the limit made the Kamikaze Fire Iron have no time to use familiar techniques, so she could only grit her teeth and continuously improve her speed. But even so, she still felt that the balance of victory was tilting towards Duke. What's worse, every muscle in her body was wailing for a long time, and she had reached the verge of collapse.

Although the saints have an amazing prefix than ordinary people, they are still humans. They are just more powerful humans, that's all. The borrowed power is borrowed after all. Although the saints have some of the power of holy marks, they are not able to be classified as the same category as angels without transcending the boundaries of life.

There is not much time left for the Kan Rift Fire Iron...

boom----

Accompanied by the roar of lightning, the seven-day seven-sword left a afterimage on the spot, and the sword light swayed down like lightning. It seemed as if it could tear apart the blade, roll up strong wind pressure, and attacked at an unparalleled speed.

Sensing an unprecedented knife, Duke replaced it with his hands and stepped onto the ground with his feet. His knees bent slightly, and the strength of his body gathered at his waist, then poured into his arms, and pushed up with the black knife in his hand horizontally.

Boom————

The shining light tore the air, and the turbulent air waves created a vacuum area. The power of stirring cuts all things on all sides into pieces. Under the feet of the two, a circular pit several meters deep was blown out.

Shenlihuoori's throat was sweet, and she groaned, taking the opportunity to retreat and dodge more than ten meters. This distance was equivalent to nothing for the two people with transcendent speed, but it was enough for her to accumulate strength to release her last trick. She continued to retreat, picked up the scabbard thrown on the ground, put the long sword into the scabbard and put it under her belly, and took a sword drawing position to decide the outcome.

Duke looked at the other party with a strange face. He was familiar with the movements of Shenlihuoori. The strongest mystery of Feitian sword flow - Tianxiang Long Skies, is a top-level sword drawing technique. Although Shenlihuoori is tall and has a pair of long legs, it is estimated that it is not 1.8 meters long, and the length of the seven-day seven-sword sword is two meters...

How to draw the knife in this case?

"In terms of pure sword skills alone, I am convinced!" Shenlihuoori pressed the hilt of the knife, and his energy was solidified to the peak: "But I have a reason to not give up this time in the school city. So, I must not fail here. The next sword will use magic tricks, which may insult the duel between swordsmen, but I have no choice."

Duke didn't say anything, the strong wind swept behind him, and the awe-inspiring breath locked in the divine split fire, and a phantom of a colorful tiger could be seen vaguely appearing behind him.

"Listen! The voice of the kamikaze———"

Duke gently stroked the blade, and also put the long sword under his belly, slightly merging his eyes. He lifted the basic movements of the kendo, his heart, skills and body to the extreme, and then integrated the three, making his heart as dark as Huawei, making his moves as clear as light, and making his body as compatible with nature as shadows.

The sound of the wind echoed in my ears! Duke suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword intent soared into the sky...

"The God of Ignorance, the White Tiger!"

"Only Flash————”
Chapter completed!