The White Tiger, the God of Ignorance, transforms its unyielding soul into a white beast that will definitely kill its prey. The atmosphere of the entire sky is controlled by Duke, and it condenses at the blade into a king of all beasts that almost condenses into a solid body.

The tiger gathered with the divine wind, with its fangs and claws, roaring and rising in the wind, sweeping across Liuhe with a domineering aura. As Duke's blade slashed down, the white tiger rushed towards the divine split fire weaving with the momentum of tearing everything apart.

As early as the moment Duke's blade fell, Shenlihuoori pulled out the seven-day seven-sword at the same time. The quick-spreading sword was invisible, and the super fast speed made people wonder whether she had really drawn the sword. The only thing she could know was that she disappeared when she made some moves.

Weishan is the historical crystallization of the Amacao-style church where the God Rift Fire Iron is located. It has condensed the lifelong efforts of church members throughout the ages, including many talented swordsman masters. Unfortunately, because he pursues the supreme destructive power, no one can use Weishan's killing strike.

In addition to the level restrictions on magic and magic, the caster's physical strength is extremely strict. If it weren't for the ancestral tomb's blue smoke and the saint of Shenlihuo weaving, I don't know how long it would take to bury this move.

Although it is called sword drawing, it is certainly impossible for a normal person to pull out all two-meter long swords with a wingspan, and the Kan Rift Fire Ori only pulled out half of the blade.

The perfect combination of steel wire, sword technique, and technique, a crescent-shaped sword energy twisted the void and disappeared suddenly at an extremely fast and incomprehensible speed, just like a space jump.

When he appeared again, he was already in the air with the White Tiger.

Before this, although the fighting rhythm of both sides continued to accelerate, they were generally restrained, probably because both sides were concerned. But this time, they were different. The attack that decided the outcome was not consequential.

The sharp sword energy was stirred up, and the air was instantly shattered and even annihilated. The White Tiger and Weishuang touched unexpectedly quiet. Weishuang cut the white tiger away and rushed towards Duke, but the White Tiger also turned into a fine sword energy that continued to sweep towards the Divine Rift Fire Weaver when it was broken.

This scene made both of them stunned, but there was no explosion?

Where did the special effects group go?

Facing the beam of light that was close at hand, Duke raised his sword and slashed it without hesitation. The sword energy gathered in front of him into a large net covering the sky, layer by layer, forming a thick wall, constantly consuming the power of flash.

The sword energy like the waves was cut in half by Wei Blink until the entire sword net was crushed and hit the blade of the black knife hard. Duke held the knife in both hands, and was pushed back by the magnificent force. His feet plowed two gaps on the ground, retreating for a hundred meters in a row until he was embedded in a building behind him.

Then the wall collapsed, Duke and his people and their swords were smashed into the building, and after a shaking shaking, he returned to peace. The sword energy cut by Wei Shi, blindly washed away the four fields, and the terrifying sound waves swept everything around him.

The dead streets were like a magnitude 8 earthquake and a typhoon at the same time, leaving gullies that were 100 meters long and ten meters wide.

The Divine Rift Fire Iron became even worse. After tempering the Wei Shin, which decided the outcome, her body fell into a stiff state. The sequelae of using divine power for a long time broke out, and her limbs were paralyzed and unable to move. Faced with the impact of the fine Shenfeng sword energy one after another, she bit her silver teeth, contrary to the whine of the muscles of her body, forcibly drew her sword and used the "Seven Flashes", and laid a dense steel wire in front of her to defend herself.

The slightest sword energy hit the steel wire jingling, and more of it rushed through the gaps and covered the area where the Shenlihuoyi was located. The ground-covered gravel suddenly became bumpy and gravel splashed. The remnant force not only impacted the buildings in the surrounding areas in a distorted manner, especially the houses around the combat area, but also collapsed several directly, causing a considerable vibration.

The dust gradually dissipated, and Shenlihuoori held the Qitian Qidao, which was deeply trapped on the ground with both hands. His pale face became haggard. After struggling for a few times, he still half-kneeled on the ground with his strength. His right hand holding the long sword was bleeding like a stream, and then his fingertips loosened, his right hand drooped weakly, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Shenlihuozhi was covered in blood, with subtle blood marks all over his body, the white T-shirt was dyed red, and the fair and slender legs were also covered in blood. The limbs were full of holes, pierced by the sword energy, and they were almost shot into a sieve.

It looked miserable, but the God Rift Fire Orion felt extremely lucky. If it weren't for the steel wire blocking most of the sword energy, it would be hard to say whether she would die or live. Fortunately, the saint's physique was not blown, and his body was extremely tough, and he could recover quickly as long as it was not a fatal injury. However, the negative effect of using divine power over time did not dissipate so quickly, and she no longer had the power to fight again.

"Did you win?" Kamiriki Huoori lay on the ground, his eyes locked at the building a hundred meters away, fearing that Duke would come out of the dark shadow in the next moment.

"Hey, Shenli, are you okay?" Father Red-haired, with the help of the young man Kamijo, moved over. Seeing Shenlihuoori lying in a pool of blood, his face immediately changed. If he lost a saint to the school city, it would be more than worth the loss.

Don't ask why the young man from Shangjoo kindly helped the red-haired man over! Mr. Haohao, who is determined to save the unfortunate girl, stood up to the seriously injured 18-year-old female saint, which is normal, so he stood up.

"It's okay, I'm just a little weak!" Shenlihuoori's chest was fluctuating violently, and he was panting.

"I really didn't expect there would be such a monster in the school city!" Stir was still shocked and looked at the devastated streets and blurted out: "Was that guy a saint too?"

Shenlihuoori was silent. He looked at the building that had no movement for a while, as if he had a reassurance: "It's so lucky to win him..."

Stee raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Win means winning. Even if it is luck, you will be the one who wins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steele suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a long black knife was placed on his shoulder. The black blade exuded a biting chill, which made him feel fine goose bumps on his neck.

"Impotent boy, you are disappointed!" A frivolous voice came from behind him.

"..." Stir did not look back, his pupils shrank violently.

"Even Wei Shin failed... Your swordsmanship has crossed the ultimate of mortals, reached perfection, and sublimated to the legendary realm. I am convinced by the loss! But can you please give up your hands and let my companions go?" Shenlihuoori sighed lightly, closed his eyes quietly, as if waiting for the next fate.

"Hey, God Split, are you looking down on me?" Steele's neck turned red and scolded behind him: "If you want to kill, kill, don't even think about humiliating us."

"Shut up, Steele!" Kamiriki Huoori suddenly opened his eyes: "Hello, there is a mission that must be completed. Index is still waiting for you. Even if you endure the shame, you must survive."

Steel's shoulders trembled and he stopped talking.

"That..." The young man at the Shangjoo hesitated for a while and interrupted in awkwardly: "Although I don't know what deep hatred you have, fighting and killing is always bad. Why not sit down and talk."

While speaking, the young man from Shangjo instinctively pulled Steele and gently pushed it on the black knife.

Crack! The armed color dissipated, and the long ice-blue sword jumped in and out of time. Under the gaze of several people, it turned into cold snowflakes and dissipated into nothingness.

Duke: "…"

The strong Dou Zong... Cough cough, the fantasy killer is so terrifying!

The scene was quiet for a while, and the four of them didn't say anything, not knowing what they were thinking about.

Stir and the Kan Rift Fire Orion looked at Shaojo last year, and they developed expectations in desperate situations. They fantasized that the young man from Shangjo grabbed Duke with his right hand, and then sent a Beidou Lovely Breaking Yan Fist.

Duke looked at the boy's right hand with a strange look. The moment the black knife blew, the armed color or the ice power of the frozen bird, all lost control... The word control is not appropriate, it should be said that he lost sensing.

His power was denied!

Just as Duke in the Naruto world could never pull out the Zanpakura, the fantasy killer denied the existence of the Black Knife and wiped the Black Knife from its roots.

"I didn't mean it!" The young man at Shangjo shook his head desperately, his eyes drifting, and sweat spreading on his forehead.

"Young man, you..." Duke sighed: "Forget it, let's do it!"

In the surprised gaze of the three young men of the Hanjoo, Duke turned around and walked in the direction he came, leaving behind a glorious back: "Although the last move of Shining was not pure swordsmanship, I was a little disappointed. But you are a qualified opponent. For everyone is a swordsman, that's all here today."

After saying that, Duke left without looking back, waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Otherwise, would he have to kill his sister to prove his truth, or would he talk to the saint girl about the moon being very round?
Chapter completed!