Si Yao was worthy of being a mixed-race member of the Separation Elite. He forced himself to calm down in just a moment. The hollow magazines of the two silver pistols ejected alternately, and then he quickly loaded new magazines with the blessing of the Word Spirit and Momentum Domain.
Setsuna has very high requirements for the physical fitness of its users, so even a hybrid like him with an excellent body cannot chop with an alchemy sword for a long time with the word spirit turned on.
So he could only do the next best thing and imitate the silver-winged Viscount Charlotte, the most famous user of Setsuna Word Spirit. He only used this word spirit to act on local parts of the body and accurately controlled the release time of the word spirit. Or the process will be accelerated when shooting to improve one's combat endurance.
But just when he lowered his head to reload with the 16-fold speed increase, the handsome boy with naked feet had stepped forward and swooped over with a sword in hand. The frost-white sword was about to cut across his body like fire from the sky, and there was a coldness in his golden eyes. There was no hesitation in the cold light.
Si Yao had no time to think about the weirdness of the scene in front of him, such as how the boy walked through the air and how he managed to run a hundred meters in a short time, suddenly and suddenly.
Now all he could think about was how to avoid this extremely dangerous sword, which would kill someone!
"clang!"
The harsh sound waves came, and the invisible surging air waves that followed turned into rolling ripples, oscillating in circles around them. The wide-sleeved ancient robes of the spectators were flying at this moment. The wind was blowing hard.
After all, the sword was blocked within a foot of Si Yao's body. A green tasseled silver spear was leaning against it, with the spear horizontally and the sword vertically, like a slender cross.
The handle of the spear was casually held in the hand of a cute girl in black. It was unimaginable that such a strange power was hidden in her petite body.
"You are a very good opponent, I will try my best!" Zhao Xi said seriously as he looked at the tall and upright young man flying in the air.
Although I'm a little greedy for his body, ah, it's beautiful, but I have to subdue him first before I can carry him home.
"Boy, it's just a competition, how dare you kill me!" Zhou Chen naturally saw the previous scene and immediately shouted angrily. If Zhao Xi hadn't stopped the sword in time, Si Yao would probably have been split in half.
The handsome boy, who was held firmly in the air by the invisible hurricane, turned his head indifferently, his golden eyes burning with fierce flames.
Naturally, he would not tell Zhou Chen that he could stop his hand in time, because this was a real challenge to the king's authority, and he did not need to explain anything to the enemies on the field.
"Only the weak talk. If you have the ability, come and defeat me yourself!" The boy was as cold as a god at this moment, looking down at the sad, small and powerless mortals.
"you wanna die!"
Zhou Chen has always had a hot-tempered and stubborn temper. Once he gets provoked and gets into a fight, he won't care. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chased and beaten so many times by Zhao Xi when he was a child, and he still wouldn't have repented.
Gu'ao's chanting process of the Word Spirit was completed quickly, and the power of the Word Spirit and the Bronze Throne came to him instantly.
Serial number 87 of the Periodic Table of Word Spirits, Word Spirit Bronze Throne, can strengthen the strength and power of one's own body, and the muscles become as hard as bronze. When exerted to the extreme, a metallic color appears on the body surface, but the greater the strength, the greater the pressure on the bones. Strong, even crushing.
Zhou Chen's already tall and strong body bulged visibly to the naked eye, and the veins on the muscles on his thick arms bulged out, like a dragon's roots intertwined together.
The alchemy weapon he was holding was a ferocious ghost-headed guillotine. It was completely black, and the blade oozed with the smell of blood. The length of the blade was 1.6 meters, which was suitable for his strength after being enhanced by the Word Spirit Bronze Throne.
The next second, the frost-white long sword and the black guillotine collided violently. The trembling sound of gold and iron clashed. The same golden eyes were burning with blazing flames. No one among them was willing to take a step back, so again and again Silently approaching the opponent with the sword in his hand.
Thousands of swings were completed in an instant. The long and narrow sword tip touched the sharp blade countless times and shot out dazzling sparks. The two bodies changed faster and faster, faster and faster! Like a ballet dancer on the tip of a knife.
The storm-like attacks seemed to never stop, and the constant clanging of swords sounded like a dense drum beat in the hearts of every audience member.
At this moment, the battle situation took on new changes, because this was not a one-on-one duel.
The silver German-made P299 pistol was loaded again with bullets, and Si Yao's magnificent golden eyes were full of solemnity. He has already paid a heavy price of "one life" for his arrogance. This time, he will go all out to assassinate the king!
The continuous sound of gunfire was like the cry of a phoenix reborn from the ashes, and the gorgeous bullets once again bloomed in the spacious bluestone martial arts field.
At the same time, Zhao Xi's figure also moved, holding a spear upside down and charging forward with an indomitable momentum. The spear is pointed forward, and when the extreme sharpness is concentrated on the cold light on the tip of the spear, no enemy dares to stand against it among thousands of troops.
If we had to describe Li Yongyuan's situation at this time, the phrase "a wolf in front of a tiger and a leopard in the middle" is very appropriate.
A smile slowly appeared on the face of the handsome boy. The invisible wind blew the bangs on his forehead, and the red flames in the exposed golden dragon eyes became more intense.
In such a semi-enclosed environment with stable air flow, the power of the Eye of the Word Spirit and the Wind King has undoubtedly been greatly increased. Besides, he has already developed the power of this Word Spirit to a terrifying level.
"Gale, gale, gale!"
Such a deep voice seemed to resound deep in Li Longyuan's heart, like an iron-blooded army shouting loudly.
The next moment, a green tornado roared into the field. Li Longyuan's figure quickly grew taller. He could even trample the entire oval arena building under his feet.
The large-diameter metal-cased tranquilizer bullet penetrated into the hurricane, and the wind flow at the central air outlet with a wind speed exceeding 50m/s caused the bullets that kept flying in a straight line to fly everywhere in an arc, blooming like fireworks.
"Oh, fuck!"
There was a mixed-race man sitting in the bottom row of the auditorium who uttered a beautiful sentence in a foreign language, then rolled his eyes and fainted. Unfortunately he was hit by a stray bullet.
"That little thief, come down and fight your Grandpa Zhou to the death!"
Even though his hand holding the ghost head guillotine was still trembling, Zhou Chen still looked at the slender figure in the sky angrily and cursed angrily. After all, if you lose to others, you don't lose to the formation. Not only does he have the same bravery as the ancient warriors, but he also inherits their tradition of scolding the formation and is a born reckless man.
Li Longyuan stood on a high place, with golden light in his eyes. With a thought, the field of Yanling·Wind King's Eyes dissipated again, and the hurricane subsided instantly. He took advantage of the situation and fell down, holding Tai'a Sword in both hands and slashing with all his strength. Like a spark from the sky, the sword pierced the sky and came straight towards the door facing the three of them.
The three people on the ground simultaneously held the alchemy weapons in their hands and blocked!
"Bang!"
The next moment, raging white air waves exploded from the field in circles, and the cracks on the bluestone ground beneath the three people spread quickly like giant spider webs.
The ghost-headed guillotine and the green-tasseled silver spear were at the bottom. These two murderous weapons that caused countless fallen hybrids to bleed now made an overwhelming creaking sound. The royal sword above suppressed them. The invisible majesty of the royal law even made the owner of the weapon gradually lose weight. stagnate.
"Wake it up for me!"
Zhou Chen's neck turned red, and he roared with difficulty, as if to cheer himself up. A faint bronze color spread out from the skin of his two thick arms, and he lifted up the ghost-headed guillotine that was as tall as a person and slashed upwards. He developed the power of the Word Spirit Bronze Throne to its extreme without reservation.
Zhao Xi was also not to be outdone. There seemed to be blazing flames in his big Kazilan eyes, and all his strange power was poured into the body of the spear.
Even with the help of the potential energy conversion of leaning down and the unique royal domain of Tai'a Sword, Li Longyuan could not suppress the two people who were fully erupting with his own strength at this moment.
So he quickly reacted according to his terrifying fighting instinct. He stepped heavily on the gun that Zhao Xi held horizontally with his bare feet, flew upside down in the air like a wild goose, and landed steadily not far in front of them. The bluestone floor.
"Bang bang bang..."
Just when the boy had just landed on the ground, he was still in the stage when his front strength had been exhausted and his back strength had not yet been generated.
Si Yao, who was well prepared and had even judged his landing point, raised his gun and fired. In an instant, a dense group of bullets poured out crazily. With the brief bonus of Yan Ling's power, he actually shot MP5 with two P229 pistols. The feeling of a submachine gun.
The boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes were not shocked, but showed endless anger like a king. The constant provocation of the ants made his instinctive anger slightly out of control.
"Click"
The crisp sound of bone displacement sounded from his body, and the "keel" state was instantly activated. The high purity of dragon blood enables him to precisely control every inch of the body's bones and reorder them to enter a true combat mode.
Visual inspection! Breathe! Cut off the carp's mouth! Pay it forward! Cut it off! Blood vibration! Take the knife!
The boy opened his majestic golden eyes like a king, swung his sword in the air without dodge, and the speed was so extreme that the countless hybrids with golden eyes outside the field could only see a blur of light flashing by. The first time he used the close-up sword-drawing technique of Japanese Kendo, the field of Word Spirit Storm Horn was opened again at this moment.
The next second, all the metal anesthetic bombs did not even get close to the blade of the boy's Tai'a sword. They were split apart by the invisible sharp momentum and hit the stone walls on both sides of the field.
A thin cloud of blood mist suddenly dispersed in the air, falling with a strand of black hair floating in the air. Si Yao's eyes were full of surprise and horror!
The invisible sword energy just scratched a small blood mark on his face, and even a strand of hair was cut off. He had no time to dodge, and he was not prepared to dodge at all.
"How is it possible? How is it possible..."
His heart was now full of shock. This feeling was no less than that of a young man during World War II who encountered a master who was still using cold weapons in the enemy camp on the Pacific battlefield. He pointed the gun at him and sneered: "The times have changed." Yes, sir!" Then he saw the old man nodding in agreement while putting away his knife, taking out an RPG rocket launcher from behind and holding it on his shoulder towards him.
"What the hell is going on?" Both Si Yao and the young man would only have this thought when they saw this scene.
I'm talking to you about science with good intentions, but you're talking about fantasy with me?
Standing a hundred meters away, a sword energy that only appears in novels actually struck me in the face and almost wiped off my neck?
"Be careful! Si Yao!"
Zhou Chen shouted at the gentle young man, and rushed in his direction with Zhao Xi
Distraction during battle rarely occurs in elite hybrids like Si Yao. Although in daily life, this period of time is so short that even a simple drink of water is not possible, in a duel it can be a matter of life and death.
The sword blade of Qishang Saixue reflected the young man's handsome face and silently burning golden eyes. A moment ago, he was standing still with his sword in place. At this moment, his figure had suddenly appeared in front of the dazed Si Yao, raising his sword. Cut upward.
With one punch, one kick and one sword, the three most outstanding elites from the three surnamed families all flew backwards. The victory or defeat was decided!
