Under the fierce collision, the boulder arena was directly broken, and boulders flew out, and the air waves were scattered. Fortunately, the swordsman's strength was the lowest in the appearance battle, and he could withstand these aftermaths.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be killed by a boulder.
After the green dragon and Asura fought for a few seconds, the green dragon directly penetrated Asura's body and devoured Roy at an extremely fast speed.
Unable to avoid it, Roy's expression was full of fear. He held the famous sword Qiu Shui and blocked it in front of him.
"Boom!"
In an instant, gravel flew everywhere, dust rose everywhere, and a deep pit of tens of meters appeared on the ground.
As the smoke dissipated, Roy was lying on the ruins covered in blood and scars. At this moment, he finally understood how big the gap was between himself and Mihawk.
Looking at the defeated Roy, Mihawk did not kill him.
He admired this young swordsman, although he was a little arrogant and arrogant, but that was the case with all young people.
"You are very strong. I look forward to my next fight with you."
After saying this, Mihawk also left the dilapidated ring directly.
"I lost, but I will win next time."
Roy struggled to stand up. He was not completely defeated by his failure. His eyes when he looked at Mihawk were still full of strong fighting intent.
In this regard, Mihawk also somewhat recognized Roy when he saw him like this.
When Mihawk's battle ended, Chen Fan and the others turned their attention to Arena No. 8.
At this time, we are on the eighth stage.
Shiliu was completely at a disadvantage. Koushiro's simple sword move contained extremely powerful power.
At this moment, Shiliu was sweating continuously on his forehead, and there was a hideous wound on his abdomen that was deep enough to show the bones.
He looked a little embarrassed, but there was still no fear in his eyes.
Instead, he was filled with excitement. He loved fighting against such a powerful swordsman. This feeling of being at a disadvantage and desperately resisting made him extremely obsessed.
"Come again."
After being forced back with a sword, Shiliu didn't hesitate at all, and then attacked. Moreover, the sword intention was stronger than before, and the attack speed was also faster.
Feeling this fierce attack and the strong will to fight, Koushiro, who had always been calm, could not call him crazy at this time!
The two of them were constantly fighting on the No. 8 boulder ring, their sword energy raging.
The No. 8 boulder arena had long been torn into pieces, and everyone watching the battle around the two people had also retreated several hundred meters away.
"Vice Captain, do you think Shiliu will win? I think he seems to be at a disadvantage."
Ferad asked Mihawk on the side.
"There is hope, but the odds of winning are slim. The middle-aged man has very strong swordsmanship."
In fact, at the beginning of the battle, Mihawk knew that his final battle this time should be with Koushiro.
Shiliu is indeed very strong, but he is still one step away from the general level.
This step is more than just one step.
It can be said that neither of the two powerful men who are at the extreme level of quasi-general are no match for an ordinary general.
Time passes minute by minute.
Half an hour later.
On the No. 8 ring, Xiliu was forced to retreat again. At this time, his whole body was filled with hideous scars, and his consciousness was even beginning to blur.
But he still had a crazy look on his face, and he attacked Koushiro like a madman.
Koushiro was not much better at this moment. He was not as calm as he was at the beginning, and his physical strength was greatly exhausted.
Of course, it is much better than Shiliu.
The sword energy continued to wreak havoc, everything around was destroyed, and the two then engaged in a long and bloody fight.
10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour later.
A figure knelt on the ground on one knee. It was Xiliu. He had completely turned into a bloody man at this moment.
His flesh and blood were blurred, and even the hand holding the famous sword was constantly shaking. He lowered his head, as if he had reached his limit.
Even if he had it, no matter how strong his fighting spirit was, he couldn't break the gap in strength.
As for Koushiro on the other side, "Huh...huh!"
He was also panting heavily, and there were wounds on his body, but it could be seen from the strong aura on his body that he still had the strength to fight.
However, his expression was a little solemn. He did not expect that Xiliu would be so difficult to deal with, and his strength was obviously not at the level of a general.
But the desperate fighting style and the terrifying fighting spirit forced Koushiro to this point.
"You are too bloodthirsty. If you survive, it seems to be a disaster for other swordsmen."
Koushiro said these words slowly, and then his eyes showed the intention of killing.
He walked towards Xi Liu step by step.
Raising his head, Shiliu wanted to hold the famous sword in his hand and fight back, but the severe pain from his body made it impossible for him to do this.
But just when Koushiro was about to take action, a destructive purple thunder aura locked onto him.
Chen Fan stood there, a purple thunderbolt beating in his hand as he played with it.
Chen Fan looked at Koushiro with a playful expression on his face.
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