Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water.
Like a dream or an illusion.
As Qian Qi's palm fell, behind his flying black robe, a long sword suddenly appeared. The long sword was different from ordinary swords. The blade on the sword was not sharp, but gave people a dull feeling. It was an illusion that there was a dark red stream of light flowing all over the body, just like a sword with blood flowing on it.
And just when the sword appeared, a strong bloody aura suddenly flowed in the surrounding air, as dull as a thunderstorm in June, and depressing and suffocating.
There seemed to be endless squeaking sounds in his ears, which was the sound of the wind passing by the bloody sword.
As soon as the sword came out, everyone felt the accumulated power.
Qian Qi didn't draw his sword before, maybe he was just gathering momentum, but now, the momentum has been achieved!
Hua Xiuzhang was proud and arrogant, but he was not reckless or stupid. When he faced the bloody sword, he felt the aura more intuitively and reacted faster than other demons.
With the activation of his bloodline talent, his body shape changed unpredictably, and his whole body was like an invisible stream of water. Although he still looked the same as before, his aura was ethereal and elusive.
Even in such a state of nothingness, Hua Xiuzhang could still feel the pressure brought by the long sword, and the body that turned into water also felt a faint burning pain, just like sea water burned by the blazing sun, evaporating struggling on the edge.
Not daring to look down upon it, Hua Xiuzhang stretched out her hand toward the sky, her fingers opened and clenched. The magic patterns on her body continued to flash and flash, and the magic energy surged out from her arms.
A huge, blue, three-petal flower appeared above Hua Xiuzhang's head. The bud was closed at first, but it bloomed in just a moment. The three seemingly soft petals slowly opened, and the flowers around the petals slowly opened. In the light blue halo, in addition to the blue three-petal flower in full bloom, there seems to be another three-petal blue flower formed by the halo.
And the three-petal blue flower with a halo bloomed like a blanket covering most of the sky. The dreamlike blue halo was blurry and beautiful.
Hua Xiuzhang was completely covered under the flowers.
It was at this moment that Qian Qi's raised hand had already fallen. The bloody long sword behind him suddenly expanded and turned into a sky-reaching giant sword in the blink of an eye. The blood color became more obvious, and everyone seemed to be able to hear it. The slight beating of the heart and the sound of blood flowing were as if the bloody sword was alive!
The dark clouds in the sky were crushed into pieces of gray cotton wool by the breath of the flower and the sword. Occasionally, several beams of light shone through the broken clouds to the world. The blue flowers and the bloody sword each occupied half of the sky. From the sky, countless light pillars fell, as if they were coated with a layer of sacred golden light.
This picture is both coquettish and sacred.
When the blue three-petal flower and the bloody sword collided with each other, the wind and all the sounds in the world disappeared, and a white light suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of all the demons.
Involuntarily, all the demons closed their eyes for a moment.
But some demons with special bloodline talents did not close their eyes, and Lingchu did not close her eyes either. Her clear eyes moved involuntarily, and a faint blue light flowed in her eyes, revealing a faint coolness and caressing her eyes. Soothes all burning and irritation.
It also allowed her to successfully see the scene at the center of the battle.
In this short moment, she saw the blue flower, the blue halo melting layer by layer, and saw the bloody sword touching the real blue flower hidden in the halo, However, the soft petals made the bloody sword pause.
The blood on the bloody long sword became thicker and thicker, and a strange dark light flashed on the sword. The bloody long sword seemed to be stimulated by something, and it let out a sharp scream, harsh and short.
The blue flower trembled slightly at first, and then began to shake violently. The petals finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the cracks spread quickly. In just a moment, they were already broken.
When all the demons opened their eyes again, this was what they saw.
Endless blue petal fragments scattered in the sky, and the blood-colored long sword that reached the sky continued to slash towards Hua Xiuzhang.
Standing under the giant sword that reaches the sky, Hua Xiuzhang was as small as an ant. The moment the blue petals shattered, the aura around him surged, and strange blue blood overflowed from his mouth. Obviously, the shattering of the blue flowers had a profound effect on him. For him, there was still quite a backlash.
But he had no time to pay attention to the injury. When the petals cracked, he had already raised his hands, formed a seal in front of him, and then pushed it towards the sky.
Behind Hua Xiuzhang, a huge shadow suddenly appeared. This shadow looked exactly like him, but its entire body seemed to be made of water, and the flickering light on its body echoed that of Hua Xiuzhang.
This phantom was very tall. Following Hua Xiuzhang's movements, he also raised his hands and pushed upwards. His palms were balanced and just caught the falling blood-colored sword.
He closed his palms and fixed the bloody long sword firmly in his palms. Then the water on Xuying's body surged. Following the contact between his palms and the long sword, it continued to spread over the body of the long sword, as if he wanted to use the water. Wrapping the bloody sword.
The blood-colored long sword was touched by the water, and it immediately made a buzzing sound. The sword began to tremble slightly. Endless sword energy overflowed from the sword, constantly splitting the water. And slowly recovered.
The two suddenly fell into a stalemate.
Hua Xiuzhang and Qian Qi, who were separated on both sides, stood still. It was not that they did not do it themselves, but to control such a fighting method, they needed to concentrate on control and mobilize the devilish energy in their bodies. Now the two In a stalemate between the two, what they compete for is the depth of their demonic energy. Whoever cannot support it first will lose.
The expression on Hua Xiuzhang's face was cold. He had long sensed that something was wrong. The person facing him should be a demon cultivator from Thousand Swords City, and he came with murderous intent.
Thousand Swords City is independent of the demons and has never interfered with the affairs of the demons. However, the appearance of the demons in Thousand Swords City opposite and this murderous intention forced Hua Xiuzhang to think more.
He can't lose!
Hua Xiuzhang raised his head with difficulty and looked at the bloody sword, which fell with murderous intent.
If he loses, he will face death!
He doesn't want to die! Can't die either!
Hua Xiuzhang's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he was about to use the secret and forbidden technique, but the expression on his face suddenly froze, and he lowered his head blankly and looked at his chest.
There, there was a bloody long sword, the tip of the sword was stained with blood, and it pierced the chest.
Happy New Year's Eve! Happy New Year! Happy Chinese New Year!
(End of chapter)
