Rumble, rumble——
Explosions unique to the collision of breaths then continued to appear in the sky above the central square of the Sky City. Accompanied by the fierce battle scene when punches and swords continued to meet in the air, it came from Duan The battle between Qing and Duan Fenglei then suddenly unfolded in front of countless ruins, rubble, and earth crumbs flying in the voice of denial that was like a volley of air. Seemingly dissatisfied with the opponent's unprovoked attack, the boxer wielding his fists kept throwing out fists that became more and more powerful as time went by, but each punch was stronger than light and shadow. The result of Kuai's fist shadow was that he was at a disadvantage just like his current position: "You seem to..."
"Very complaining."
boom!
In the sound of another violent impact that hurt the eardrums, Duan Feng Lei, who had gradually retreated to the ruins at the edge of the square due to the suppression of the sword energy above, asked in a low voice: "Did I tell you right?"
"..."
"Let me guess..."
In the sound of countless cold sword winds flying past his ears, Duan Feng Lei from Jianghu closed his fist and started to dodge with all his strength: "If this is the case... then the reason why you suddenly dropped everything and retired three years ago seems to be There is a reasonable explanation.”
"What do the dead people mentioned in those rumors have to do with you?"
The vigorous body turned in two twisted arcs in the air, and several blood-red sword energy flashed between them in an instant. Duan Fenglei's back jumped back and forth and then turned over expertly. He used the few ruins of the wall around him that had not yet collapsed to block the long-range attack from above. Still sitting motionless in the center of the roof above, Duan Qing lowered his eyebrows and then used the two fine cylindrical sword energy he raised to punch two holes in a certain area on the surface of the wall. The locked figure of the boxer was blocked together with the next step he wanted to take: "Stop hiding..."
"Aren't you here to fight me?"
"well said."
The sound of nothingness then flickered in the space above the entire square, and at the same time, Duan Feng Lei kept flashing and leaping upward: "Sit there and don't move."
"I'm going to throw my strongest punch right in your face."
boom!
The loud collision of breaths appeared again in the scene in mid-air, as if Duan Feng Lei was stepping in mid-air, he then pulled his arms apart, and his right fist that was just straightened then connected with another subtle sword that was about to come. The qi collided head-on, lifting the middle-aged boxer who was still sliding forward into the air. As if he had been prepared early, Duan Feng Lei, whose whole body was wrapped in the strong wind, then turned over to avoid the next blood-red light coming from the slash. However, the body that was about to fly back was once again born under his feet. In the strong wind, a ninety-degree turn was made in the direction of Duan Qing: "The Secret of the Star Sect..."
"Flying stars and looking at the moon!"
Boom!
A muffled sound that was different from what was expected then appeared in front of the hall, and along with the sight of a falling figure suddenly landing on the top of the hall like a meteor, it suddenly reverberated over the entire city, with an obvious ring. Air waves then burst out from the sight of two figures suddenly crossing each other, spreading towards the sky city that was still blowing high in the sky. Looking at Duan Qing's hand that was caught in one palm in front of him, Duan Fenglei narrowed his eyes into two thin slits and then roared again, and the other blow he originally wanted to deliver followed his thoughts. The wavering turned into thousands of tiny fist lights surrounding Duan Qing: "You...can actually catch this punch?"
"Can't you see?"
Putting away the hand that had been wielding the bloody sword, Duan Qing, with his eyelids lowered, danced his free left hand into an airtight palm shadow: "It just increased the strength value instantly. It's very simple. Control skills.”
"No skill can do this." Duan Fenglei's voice still flashed around the shadow that was constantly besieging him: "Did you activate any skills?"
"To be precise, I dismembered certain skills." Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "For example, the method of disintegrating gods and demons in Jianghu, or the transformation of spiritual realms in The Rise of the Empire..."
"As long as the negative effects can be discarded, the effect... will be even better."
As the last collision between fist and palm ended, the scene of Duan Qing, who was still sitting in place, raising his hand to block Duan Fenglei's final blow became clear again at the top of the Sky Hall, looking at each other with steady steps. The middle-aged man then closed his wide eyes, and at the same time raised the aura surrounding him by a few points: "Very good! This is the fight I want!"
"Punch me!"
The rumbling sound flew into the surrounding sky along with the sight of half of the top of the hall being shattered into pieces. Along with it, the magical streamer that appeared at the top of the hall after the energy core of the Sky City was liberated was shattered. The scene of the roof of the palace mixed with countless fragments after the magic circle was destroyed was then replaced by the strong wind flying in the sky, and the half of the roof that was originally covered by the fist became blurred - it seemed that it was originally designed to Because the windproof magic circle on the roof was destroyed, the endless high-altitude strong wind that was raging outside the building then began to howl into the dome that was damaged by Duan Feng Lei's kick, but he was still floating in the air. There seemed to be no sign of falling downwards, and the punch he used to swing suddenly stopped in front of Duan Qing: "...not bad power, but a pity..."
"What the Yi Jian borrows is not just pure power."
A bloody red shadow suddenly flashed across Duan Qing's face, scattering the two fist shadows facing him to their respective sides. After releasing his fist, he then flicked it down and removed the one he was sitting on. The undamaged ceiling beneath the horizontal line is revealed. Looking at the section, Duan Fenglei took a breath of cold air again, and hesitated slightly when he wanted to continue rushing forward. However, the voice belonging to Duan Qing immediately sounded next to his ears, with a sound like The illusory palm phantom covered his hearing and vision: "Okay, since you like head-on confrontation so much..."
"How about I satisfy you a little bit?"
boom!
The palm prints that were constantly shaking in the air suddenly grew larger in front of Duan Fenglei, and extinguished the breath he wanted to bring up again like a newly lit flame. Then, with his eyes splitting, he roared and half-floated in the air. His feet stomped downwards, creating two gusts of wind that were more powerful than the air currents surrounding him. Violent shaking as if the entire space was shaking, followed by Duan Feng Lei's figure suddenly expanding and erupting into the air. At the same time, his re-condensed fists were handed over to the palm that Duan Qing took, which was louder than thunder. A strong muffled sound then appeared at the intersection of the two people's fists, and it became larger and distorted as if the space was being squeezed: "The incarnation of fighting... hum."
"You don't have a bad imagination, old man."
Boom!
The squeezed space turned into thousands of tons of explosives as the two giant phantoms collapsed and dissipated, sweeping in the entire sky palace, but the aura that continued to expand outwards was in Duan Qing's eyes. The broken boundary below the knee encountered a solid obstacle, and finally turned into waves lapping against the rocks and surging into the sky in the opposite direction. The powerful impact that was about to bloom later turned into a directional explosion, unfolding into an umbrella-shaped mushroom cloud in the direction where Duanfeng Lei rolled out. Even the clouds floating in the sky were blown away by the impact of the explosion. In the scene, the embarrassed figure belonging to the boxer then appeared in the endless smoke and dust in the distance: "What an absolute realm, even this level of energy cannot be shaken at all..."
"... What I am protecting now is the goddess Athena. How could you destroy this place so easily?" Duan Qing, who was reappeared behind the endless wind, pointed to the section of the ancient ceiling under his feet: "I accidentally let you blow it up. It was already my mistake to take such a big piece.”
"...Why haven't you drawn your sword?" Duan Fenglei's voice returned to Duan Qing along with his high-pressure fist attack again: "Is it also because you are afraid of damaging the terrain here?"
"...The negative effect of this sword is a bit big. The few times I swung it before...almost drained my blood." Duan Qing, who also blocked the opponent with his palm again, replied in a low voice: " What's more, to deal with you as a melee professional, of course it is more appropriate to use melee methods."
"...You are insulting my strength."
The fast punch, which was so fast that it could not be distinguished by the naked eye, then appeared in front of Duan Qing like exploding fireworks, gradually separating the eyes between him and Duan Fenglei: "Do you really think that you can defeat him without a sword?" I?"
"I am a person who likes to change weapons. It's not like you don't know this." Duan Qing, who was blocking these raindrop attacks at will, replied in a casual voice: "Besides, everyone is using the Yi Sword now, what kind of weapon are they using? Things like that... are no longer a problem now."
"……Yeah?"
Gritting his teeth and taking two steps back, the slender middle-aged man once again assumed a poised posture: "In other words... you can also conjure up a magic attack to deal with me?"
"Don't do this, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking." Duan Qing waved his hand, and at the same time, he suddenly displayed the shining magic ring behind him: "Seduce me to you Perform a magic trick and then take the opportunity to sneak up on me from behind..."
"He is indeed a cruel and ruthless person."
The sound of crashing was accompanied by the shattering of the Duan Fenglei figure in front of him, which was reflected in the sunlit air. At the same time, another figure of a boxer gradually emerged behind Duan Qing, but Duan Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, was He didn't retaliate immediately, but shined the light of the Mage Council Ring in his hand again. The light emitted from the surface of the ring then became more and more dazzling in the space around Duan Qing, and finally turned into the unique light of water magic and completely enveloped the top of the hall, and thousands of illusions were expelled Then the light continued to bloom in front of him, leaving only the last huge fist falling towards Duan Qing: "Beautiful clone, it's a pity..."
"It still uses the rules allowed by this game world, so... it can still be destroyed by the methods in this game."
The huge ice shadow suddenly erupted as Duan Qing raised his finger again, turning the phantom energy absorbed by the previous Ring of the Mage Council into an ice spring that appeared out of thin air on the sky dome, and was spurted by the ice spring. The giant fist shadow wrapped in the energy was later turned into fragments all over the sky by this more powerful magic impact, and finally the appearance of Duan Feng Lei, who changed his body back to its original shape, appeared again. Trapped in the ice, he stared in the air with his eyes wide open, as if he was still struggling with all his strength. Duan Qing, who made no next move, sighed and shook his head, and finally placed the dao on his finger. The towering icicles above were thrown in the direction of the square below: "...Have you calmed down?"
Bang!
The crisp sound of ice cubes being broken then appeared under the city wall not far from Duan Qing. At the same time, the body of the middle-aged man belonging to Duan Fenglei was released into the air again, and he climbed up from the ground tremblingly. Instead of launching his next round of attacks, he slowly took two steps back holding his shoulders: "You..."
"Your Intention Sword... is really powerful." He lowered his head, and then burst into uncontrollable laughter: "Huh ha ha ha ha! I didn't expect that three years have passed..."
"After understanding the Yi Sword, I'm still not as good as you!"
"I still say the same thing." Duan Qing raised his right cheek again and shook his head: "Yijian is not a good thing. If you can't learn it... it's better not to learn it."
"Is it because it has nerve-destroying properties?"
A low voice then appeared behind the square where strong winds were blowing, interrupting Duan Qing's attention and Duan Fenglei's laughter: "My eldest brother once told me that strength itself is not terrible, the key is Look at the people who use them, but..."
"The world has always been balanced."
First with a bright short hair, and then wearing the same martial arts clothes as a boxer, the figure belonging to Duan Shanhe then kicked away the broken ice beside him, and gradually walked out from Duan Fenglei: "I want to get it." For great power, you have to pay an unimaginable price first, right?”
"This brother of yours... seems to understand much better than you." Duan Qing, who was still sitting above, replied in a low voice: "How far have you understood?"
"Probably...it's the point where you're about to die."
Patting his eldest brother on the shoulder, the young boxer then took out a bottle of red magic potion from his arms, handed it to Duan Fenglei next to him, and replied in a calm voice.
