There was no trace of panic in his tone, nor any unnatural or special expression. Everything was simple, as if it had been expected by Wei Tian. He raised his head slightly calmly, and Wei Tian slowly took the words from his hand.
He drew out the diamond sword that was beating with purple demon-burning flames. The cold murderous aura began to be released with him as the center.
"I wonder how a proud person like you could be willing to be below me. It seems that I was right. Sooner or later, there will still be a fight between us."
"I'm looking forward to it!"
Different from Wei Tian's indifferent answer, Diarmuid showed his most evil side, as if he was very happy to see the scene of defeating Wei Tian, and said with waves of evil smiles: "Just this time, it won't happen."
It will be like the first time again. Unless you die, I will die!"
"You know? I haven't personally tried to cut off the head of a close friend. What does it feel like? Maybe - you can let me try this feeling."
Wei Tian unreservedly released his murderous intention, and with his condensed expression, his eyes were as cold as a cold pool. Wei Tian's murderous intention had already arisen, like a wild horse running wild, and there was no one left.
, can no longer stop Wei Tian's determined murderous intention.
Facing Wei Tian's murderous intention, Diarmuid had a different feeling. All along, although he knew that compared to Wei Tian, he was always slower than Wei Tian. Even the hardest working one.
While practicing, I can still only see Wei Tian's back, but I can't stand side by side with Wei Tian. This feeling is something that a master and a proud person cannot tolerate.
It would be okay if I didn’t know Wei Tian, but I talked like a good friend every day. I watched the distance grow little by little, and watched my friend become stronger day by day. But I could only watch that figure getting further and further away.
, all the self-confidence, pride, and persistence were shattered and weakened.
That is to say, Yu is born, why is Liang born?
Diarmuid's mood at this moment was just like when Zhou Yu faced Zhuge Liang, complicated but becoming more and more intolerable. And it was precisely for this reason that Diarmuid challenged the challenge without reservation at this moment.
Wei Tian.
It's not that Wei Tian doesn't understand Diarmuid's mood. Rather, he understands it. Wei Tiantian decided to give his best friend the greatest respect. And this so-called greatest respect means to defeat and kill the other person without mercy and with all his strength.
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"Fight with me and you must be prepared to die!"
The angry eyes slightly widened, and the overbearing and brutal murderous aura made Wei Tian like the most brutal storm on the vast ocean. It was enough to overthrow everything, enough to make any existence turn into an existence like silt on the seabed under such a natural disaster.
The murderous intention has arisen!!!
In Wei Tian's eyes, Diarmuid may still be a close friend, a comrade-in-arms, a friend, and the most reliable partner. But at the same time, he is also a competitor and an enemy!
If you don’t encounter blood, you won’t stop killing!!!
The two people who were violently confronting each other had a fierce fighting spirit emanating from the center. At this moment, Diarmuid, as usual, had his long hair tucked behind his head. His face with regular features did not seem to have any care or emotion at all.
The fluctuations. His two quite eye-catching weapons, a spear of judgment about two meters taller than a man, and a short spear about one third of the length of the spear of judgment, have been habitually distinguished by him.
Carrying it on the shoulders and carrying it in the hands.
Finally, Diarmuid, who could no longer wait any longer, picked up the long gun on his shoulder, turned it around with his backhand, and assumed a fighting posture. He also slowly raised the short gun with his left hand. The two guns were unfolded and waved like wings.
The posture is so familiar to Wei Tian but is different.
In the past, these two guns were used to protect one's back.
But now, these two guns are pointed at themselves.
The huge contrast will make people feel uncomfortable. But this kind of discomfort is not reflected in Wei Tian. After he took a simple light step, a whirlwind-like heat wave airflow enveloped his body.
The body is like a dark red armor. It is violent and full of oppression.
The fighting spirit of the two people collided fiercely in the void. Under the friction, bursts of rumbling thunder were produced. And after Diarmuid assumed a fighting posture, Wei Tian did not hesitate to raise his hand.
He raised his sword. Everything was just like when the two met, but they were much stronger than before.
Just when they collided, they had already begun to create thunder in the void. And the loose airflow, before the two of them moved, had already begun to make the already rugged ground even more dilapidated.
Even the stones scattered on the ground could not withstand the initial collision between the two, and exploded violently, turning into stone powder.
Both can
They existed, and each other was a huge threat. They looked at each other with murderous intent. I don’t know whether Wei Tian moved first or Diarmuid chose to attack first. Almost at the same time, the two disappeared at the same time.
In place.
Aha!
Uh-huh!
boom--!!!
The two people disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared. The sound of huge thunder that the two people shouted out lingered in the air, and the collision of a series of weapons had erupted in chaos. And
The two of them were so fast that their figures were no longer visible.
This battle is going on extremely fiercely.
This is a cruel duel that can only happen between the truly strong and the strong.
Both Wei Tian and Diarmuid were fighting hard against each other amidst the light and shadow of swords.
This burst of fighting spirit and this torrent of heat have reached an incredible level.
If it was just an ordinary confrontation, then what was the ensuing powerful airflow that seemed to destroy everything?
The feet that stepped on the ground crushed the earth.
The air pressure brought by the weapon was used to cut off the stone pillars of the temple.
It was no longer possible to clearly see their high movements. I could only feel the aftermath of the battle between the two.
The stones that fell off the outer wall of the temple twisted into dust in the air and were swept away by the wind. It is impossible to understand why they were peeled off. It was probably because Wei Tian's sword or Diarmuid's gun grazed it.
There is a space-time void nearby. Other than that, I can't think of any other explanation.
The wind whispers.
Facing a space that is completely opposite to the physical laws of the world, the surrounding air let out a nervous wail.
A wild storm raged around the deserted third-level temple, destroying and trampling everything.
A hand-to-hand fight between just two people would destroy everything around them.
This battle...
It made people feel the threat and astonishment from the legend. It was as if the world in legends and myths appeared vividly before her eyes.
This is simply the reappearance of a myth.
Thunder tore the sky, and stormy waves shattered the earth. The fantasy world was miraculously reproduced in reality.
What a Wei Tian and what a Diarmuid, they are almost like demigods. They have begun to fight crazily and wreak havoc on everything around them. They try their best to do their best.
Try their best to do their best. No one can stop the life and death struggle between the two.
This is...a battle between strong men...
For them, killing and the battlefield are as commonplace as daily life. As a being who has experienced life and death on the battlefield, fighting with the enemy is as simple as using a knife and fork.
But no matter how many times, whether it is a sparring match, a real battle, or even a life and death fight, no matter how many times Wei Tian and Diarmuid fight, they are always very emotional. Diarmuid is really a person.
Because the two spears in his hands are completely indistinguishable from reality. The long and short spears cooperate with each other to achieve a perfect integration of offense and defense. Even with Wei Tian's current strength, facing the spear in Diarmuid's hand, unless
He used his true strength to completely break through, and no sneak attack skills allowed him to win. He thought that Diarmuid was already powerful enough to threaten him.
In the same way, Diarmuid cannot cause any harm to Wei Tian. With the Hundred Arms gene, with just a flick of the wrist, hundreds of attacks will appear at the same time. Coupled with the sky-wide purple fire of the Diamond Sword, it is simply a bit powerful.
Only pervert can describe Wei Tian's existence. Although the gun in his hand is airtight, if time goes by, Diarmuid is not sure whether he can completely defend himself. So...
"What's wrong, what's wrong! Wei Tian, didn't you sneak attack me with a sword before and then defeat me? Where are your proud tactics and experience? Why are you so stupid and serious that you actually compete with me!!!"
Amid the constant barrage of weapons, Diarmuid had begun to taunt with a provocative manner.
"Really? I don't think there is anything wrong with this. Because to defeat you, unless you use absolute power, any tactics and experience will no longer work on you. Because you know me too well!!!"
Different from Diarmuid's taunts, Wei Tian's every word has begun to seep with strong murderous intent.
Diarmuid immediately laughed. The combination of the long and short grabs in his left and right hands had reached a perfect and seamless level. This person had to be surprised at what kind of research it took to reach such a strong point.
Diarmuid... is really powerful!!! This is the most pertinent affirmation Wei Tian gave to Diarmuid...