The extremely harsh sound of metal friction, the mist and branches chopped up by the flying sword, and the dazzling sparks made Lin Xi and others who had not noticed Tong Wei's trace clearly see where Tong Wei was.
In an instant, the black robe outside Tong Wei's body was pierced and flying at high speed. The sharply cutting flying swords were twisted into powder, which was ignited by sparks and turned into countless dots of flames.
Under the constant cutting and thrusting of the thin and transparent small sword, the temperature of the sword body also increased sharply and became a little reddish. However, I don't know what kind of material this thin and small transparent sword was made of, but it was softened and damaged at all.
There are no signs of wear and tear, and the blade of the sword is not even worn at all, it is still hard and sharp.
The armor in Tong Wei's black robe has been completely exposed.
This is a piece of black metal armor that looks equally thin, but is extremely powerful.
The long and narrow metal armor pieces are like the feathers on the wings of a phoenix. They are extremely compact and tightly fitted together. Among some extremely fine runes that are invisible to the naked eye, black light lingers, forming a luan on Tong Wei's body.
In the shape of a bird, several black lights flowed under his feet, just like several long tail feathers.
This armor seemed to be layered on top of itself, but under Tong Wei's soul power, the armor plates inside automatically extended out and covered his whole body. Even his eyes were covered by two thin and transparent pieces.
The chip is covered.
Under the continuous high-speed cutting of flying swords containing terrifying power, the armor on Tong Wei did not leave even a slight scratch.
"The soul soldiers of Qingluan Academy...are really unparalleled..."
Like the sounds of admiration coming from countless transparent little mouths.
The reason why Qingluan Academy is proud is not only the glory of Dean Zhang, but also many powerful practitioners unknown to the world, as well as many powerful soul soldiers that the world cannot even imagine.
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The stern general Yunqin holding a giant ax strode behind the red-shirted female violinist, nodded slightly to Lin Xi and others, then turned around and stood still holding the ax, looking at the thin sword body and the black armor.
Balls of dazzling and blazing fire burst out.
He also knew that even with his cultivation level, he could not intervene at all at this moment. This rare battle in the world, which brought together so many powerful practitioners, would ultimately be a duel between Tong Wei and this holy master of Purgatory Mountain. He
At this moment, he could only act as a close attendant of the red-shirted female harpist, to prevent the flying sword from suddenly killing him, and to help deal with this cave barbarian practitioner who was covered in blood-like flames and whose strength was also superior to his.
Lin Xi extinguished the sparks on her body. The skin on her body was still burning with pain, but there was a slight chill in her heart and in her hands and feet.
At this moment, Tong Weisen was as cold as a god of war made of iron. The armor outside his body seemed to never be damaged. However, Lin Xi remembered some of An Keyi's words very clearly. There are gaps in any powerful armor, and
He is Tong Wei's direct disciple. He knows very well what is so powerful about a Windrunner. He knows that if Tong Wei can find out where the opponent is, the arrow he just fired will not be a flying sword, but a direct shot.
To this holy master of Purgatory Mountain.
Even at this moment, Lin Xi knew that with Tong Wei's ability, as long as he determined the opponent's position, Tong Wei could still fire an arrow stably. However, Tong Wei could never find where his opponent was, so he could never fight back.
The female violinist in red shirt kept stroking the strings with her hands.
Because the surge of soul power exceeded the limit of her body, blood kept flowing out from her fingernails. Every time the majestic breath burst out from Qin's body, there was a trace of bright red blood.
Countless ravines appeared in front of her.
Streams of muddy water turned into sharp swords, impacting the body of the acupuncture cultivator aggressively, and then the muddy water from other places flowed over, filling these ravines, and then the muddy water was impacted out by the power she inspired.
The muddy water was burned into mist by the terrifying temperature of this cave barbarian cultivator, and some muddy dust stained his body, causing a layer of mud crust to begin to accumulate on his body.
Because the mud dust was so fine and sticky, it became tougher and tougher under constant burning. It was not shaken off by the breath and flames on his body, and stuck firmly to his skin.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the red-shirted female violinist, washing away the red shirt on her face, revealing a face as beautiful as white porcelain, with a faint mole at the corner of her mouth.
With this mouthful of blood spurting out, the soul power in the red-shirted female violinist's body was completely dried up. The majestic soul power spurting between her ten fingers was suddenly cut off. Her ten fingers plucked the strings, unable to move them, but they were scratched.
There were bloody mouths.
The sound of the piano, like the sound of nature that was like crying and complaining, was cut off.
The female violinist in red shirt held the dark red guqin with both hands and turned her head sideways. She had fully mobilized all her strength and knew that from this moment on, this war had nothing to do with her.
At this moment, General Yun Qin, who had been waiting quietly beside her with an ax in hand, moved forward, passed her, accelerated like a cheetah, and rushed towards the cave barbarian practitioner resolutely.
The caveman cultivator let out a roar.
From the rising aura of the Yunqin general, he also knew that this was the most dangerous moment. His feet plunged into the soil below, burning all the soil below to dryness.
Hard pottery, and then he punched forward fiercely.
At this time, General Yun Qin jumped up high and slashed down with a huge ax on his head.
The timing of both of them was very precise, and neither of them seemed to want any tricks and just wanted to determine the outcome in this way.
The originally bright ax surface dimmed instantly, and all the brilliance gathered on the ax blade and flowed out like water.
The fist of the cave barbarian cultivator collided with his ax blade.
"boom!"
A shock wave mixed with flames exploded with the two people in the center. The ground under the feet of the caveman cultivator cracked with countless spider web-like cracks, and pieces of hard pottery shards jumped up.
His fists became bloody, and the flames on his body disappeared sharply. His body, which had been standing upright like a javelin even after the stormy attack of the female violinist in red shirt, slumped back and sat on the ground, the pores of his body skin
In the middle, countless strands of thick blood like hot porridge spurted out.
His person instantly turned into a bloody man.
General Yun Qin, who was holding a giant axe, flew backwards and flew high in the air.
His hair and eyebrows were on fire, and his skin became a little charred. The fist of the cave barbarian cultivator collided with his ax blade. When the bones were broken and the flesh was rotten, more than a dozen streams of blood also hit his body.
These dozen streams of blood were like a dozen burning thin rockets that burned through the black armor on his body, pierced into his flesh and blood that even blood ants could not bite, and penetrated into his body.
"Snapped!"
He also fell heavily into the muddy water. He kept coughing and lay in the muddy water. For a while, he couldn't even sit up.
"Fire King!"
The green-eyed girl let out a cry and staggered towards the cave barbarian practitioner who sat down on the ground and turned into a bloody man.
Lin Xi and Ai Qilan also rushed towards the Yunqin general.
This battle has been extremely cruel and tragic.
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The sound of swords hitting armor suddenly became faster at this moment.
The thin flying sword kept slashing toward Tong Wei's right shoulder just below Tong Wei's right shoulder like wood shavings. It tilted upwards. Every time it touched the armor, it retracted at a speed beyond the limit of the human eye, and then moved at an even faster speed.
Returning sounds like just a few puffs, puffs, puffs, but in fact, between these sounds, it has been picked hundreds of times.
The female violinist in red shirt had completely turned around and looked at where Tong Wei was.
Lin Xi, who had already rushed to General Yun Qin who was lying in the muddy water, suddenly stiffened and turned around as fast as he could in his life.
Although he could not understand the realm of the Saint Master with his cultivation level, he knew very well that controlling the flying sword to kill at such a speed in that moment did not know how much soul power it would consume. It was completely like removing all the energy in his body.
All the power was unleashed without hesitation. The Holy Master of Purgatory Mountain also seized an opportunity, and the duel between him and Tong Wei had reached the final decisive battle.
Just as he turned around, a piece of metal armor on Tong Wei's right shoulder had been pushed up slightly by a hundred cuts and picks at this moment, revealing a trace that only Tong Wei and the Saint Master of Purgatory Mountain could feel.
gap.
Tong Wei's palm covered this place.
In fact, his palm has been moving towards this place, but the sharp movement of the flying sword formed a sword light curtain and an iron flow between his palm and this place.
"laugh!"
The thin flying sword pressed against the edge of his palm and penetrated into the extremely thin gaps in his armor, like a devil's tongue, licking it greedily.
Blood spurted out from the gaps in the armor.
The ultra-thin flying sword was pressed by Tong Wei's palm and remained in a stalemate. It kept vibrating and rubbing, making an extremely harsh and unpleasant sound. Tong Wei's right arm holding the giant bow hung down feebly.
"Zi!"
Lubricated with blood, this extremely thin flying sword finally slipped out of Tong Wei's palm with difficulty after a fierce struggle.
A muffled groan rang out in the air from all directions. This fight seemed to have nearly exhausted the power of the Purgatory Mountain Saint Master.
The female violinist in red shirt and Tong Wei were hundreds of steps apart, and at the same time as this muffled hum came out, mist suddenly stirred in the sky between the two, and there was a strange wind.
Tong Wei and Lin Xi were the first to notice the strange wind and raised their heads.
Then they saw that the mist in the sky was broken by the wind from above, and a figure floated down.
A metallic figure surrounded by black light and sapphire blue light, with long metal wings on its back.
The female violinist in red shirt also saw this figure clearly, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.