Kahn doesn't believe that a swordsman without a sword can kill him.
It's like a magician does not have a staff or magical jewelry to increase his mental power.
Swords are even more important than magicians' staff, because swords are the life of swordsmen.
There is even a saying: the sword is there, the man is there, the sword is dead, the man is dead!
It is not difficult to imagine how noble the sword has in the heart of the swordsman.
Those who are used to the life of licking blood on the blade will never abandon the sword easily!
The sword is not only his weapon, but his most useful weapon and companion, but also his life.
"Okay, I have to admit that you have already angered me!" Taking a deep breath, taking a half step forward, Kahn's cold and handsome face appeared with a cruel smile.
The breeze that was still blew slowly stopped now.
The originally cold sword body gradually declined with the air around it, and cold air spread everywhere.
Watching Kahn right now, I feel that he can't find any flaws on his body.
Just like this posture of holding a sword, it is perfect.
He is concentrating his mind and energy.
Not only did he concentrate his mind and energy, but his cold face also revealed a serious expression.
Because, just based on those few words just now, he already understood that Denabalu's strength has already made a qualitative leap forward from the "swallowing of nightmare".
If the two of them were still in equal strength just now, it would be like throwing a coin on a balanced scale.
A thin coin may not be a big deal in normal times, but in this balanced space, the slightest weight will affect the overall situation.
Thinking about the spiritual magic that he had released with cleverness, Kahn can only smile bitterly now.
Nabalu was so calm not far away, and the dark blue wind elements gathered around her body also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
He knew that it was not just as easy to defeat Nabalu with his current strength.
An opponent like Kadi wants to fight for wisdom and adaptability, and there may be many opportunities to deal with it; but an opponent like Nabalu wants to fight for it is all the investment of the spirit, spirit and form.
Kahn is Kathy's brother. He grew up together since he was a child and taught Kathy's sword skills.
Naturally, he knew Cardi's weaknesses very clearly.
And what about Baru?
If this mysterious swordsman who suddenly appeared only found his information from the incomplete information, he would not even be fifty words.
When a master fights, you should not take action easily. If you fail to hit a single blow, you will lose yourself.
Kahn obviously knows this truth well. No matter who he or Nabalu takes the first move, he will decide the outcome with one move. Either he dies or Nabalu dies.
Kahn was trying to keep his breathing natural, and the fighting spirit in his body was quickly gathering at this moment.
But Nabalu stood opposite him motionless, holding the sword in his left hand, but now he gently put it down.
Just as he said just now, no sword is better than sword!
The sword he laid down was inserted directly into the land beside him.
Nabaru is now empty-handed...
Cardi clenched his lips and focused on the field; Hans clenched his iron rod, his brows almost frowned.
Hanbei glanced at the two people on the field and slowly closed her eyes.
Nabanik picked up the lost gold coins on the ground and said, "Baby, I finally found you..." But if you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes were always focused on the two people on the field, but he ignored the gold coins in his hands.
Is this still the wealth-keeping slave who loves money like his life?
Chu Mo stood on the sidelines without moving. He just took in the subtle expressions of everyone through his powerful spiritual sense.
But if he doesn't move, it doesn't mean that the clumps on his palms will remain unmoved.
He looked at the amazing momentum of the two people on the field, but his little eyes shot out of his amazing greed light.
Kahn finally couldn't help it. The longer he stayed in this depressing atmosphere, the more he felt a rock pressing on his chest.
The hanging stone on his chest pressed him out of force.
He shouted in anger: "When will I, Kahn, be a mother-in-law? If you want to fight, fight!"
Suddenly, Kahn drew his sword!
The cold sword body suddenly erupted with a deep blue sword energy like stormy waves.
His whole body was instantly wrapped in dark blue fighting spirit, and his whole body was like a moving tide.
Nabalu on the opposite side did not move at all.
He just looked at all this indifferently, as if no matter how Kahn released his fighting spirit, he was just a cold spectator.
"Die!" Kahn's cold voice sounded in the dark blue fighting spirit.
A trace of light flashed in Chu Mo's eyes.
Cardi's face was pale, his hands holding the sword were already trembling.
If they heard it right, Kahn will use the next trick he used in the battle with Kahn.
Hence the name meaning.
Together, this sword pose is like a wave, stacked layer by layer, continuous.
It can be said that this sword pose has gained the characteristics of water elements.
Thinking back on the fact that he had just taken over the sword-stacking pose, Cardi felt his heart beating rapidly.
The dark blue light shone on the entire palace, and Cardi, Hans and others all covered their faces and closed their eyes.
Even Chu Mo had to forcefully increase the input of some true energy, and the blood-red magic-breaking shield was bright and colorful.
Inside the venue.
Nabalu looked at the surging sword like a tide, and instead of retreating, he advanced.
Holding hands tightly, standing straight with thin body.
The blood-red light of Chu Mo's blood-colored and innocent qi emits a column of light from its body.
Nabalu's body slowly floated up, but his originally brown hair turned silver-white, and his equally brown pupils instantly turned blood-red, shining with bright light.
"Is this a transformation of the demon clan?" Kahn, who had already attacked, couldn't help but think of Nabalu's changes at the critical moment.
After Nabalu transformed, a light ray of contempt appeared in his blood-red pupils. He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly on his cold face, "Rice Grain Light!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword like a tide was less than a few dozen centimeters away from his body.
A "choke" sounded.
Everyone's eardrums were tingling.
The sword like a tide has disappeared.
Time seems to have frozen at this moment.
All things in the world are dead silent...
The wind began to blow slowly at some point.
Kahn's long royal blue hair was blown away, his eyes were so wide that his eyes were so cold that his face showed a shocked expression.
He still maintained the posture of stabbing the sword, but the deep blue sword energy that gushed out from the long sword had long disappeared.
There were gusts of cold wind coming from the air, and the wind was colder, making people even colder.
Nabalu's long silver hair was indescribable in the wind, but his scarlet pupils were filled with violent auras such as bloodthirst and killing.
He placed his hands casually on both sides of his body, and the blood-red beam of light had disappeared, but he was still floating in the air, except that there was a pair of pitch-black wings on his back.
"The Demon Fallen Angel Transformed..." Kahn murmured with some firmness in his mouth.
Before he finished speaking, a crisp sound of "dingdang" sounded.
Everyone looked at it and saw the long sword in Kahn's hand cracking from the sword, breaking into pieces of iron and falling to the ground.
The dark clouds that had originally blocked the sky quietly dissipated, and people were bathed in the sun.
Under the sunlight, the broken sword body fragments emit dazzling light.