Bang!
Along with Duan Qing's sudden swing of the sword, the blood-red light suddenly spread forward along the trajectory of his slashing. The indomitable momentum then turned into a huge wave of blood, which was derived from the sword. The goddess of war made simultaneous chopping movements and slammed forward. Duanshanhe, who was directly in front of the blood wave, was the first to bear the brunt. His fists, which contained a fierce aura, then launched dragon-shaped fist shadows flying upward in the air. The fierce fist wind that was supposed to be used to attack also followed the wave. A blood hole reaching the sky was smashed above the blood wave, and the crazy bloody atmosphere dispersed around the high clouds: "It's attack power is very strong! Don't be harsh-"
boom!
A strong concussive sound then appeared at the back of the hall. It was the sound made when the blood-red sword spirit suddenly swung back and slashed at Duan Fenglei. The young boxer who was interrupted by the warning sound also retracted it. Before he could say anything, he looked helplessly at the figure of his eldest brother in the distance who was blasted away by the red sword light. The impact was much more powerful than imagined, and then the president of Jianghu flew down to the square in front of the hall again. At the same time, the straight punch he originally wanted to hit was shot back. From a huge ice sculpture nearby, the crisp sound of ice crystals, together with the harsh friction sound of the magic machine falling to the ground, crashed into the ruins of the distant street.
"Is this also part of your calculation?" So he murmured in a low voice: "Even the guard statue was used."
"Coincidence." What answered him was Duan Qing's blood-colored long sword suddenly slashing horizontally again: "And..."
"That's not a statue, it was frozen there before by the great magician."
Amidst the electronic buzzing sound of the magic machine starting up again, Duan Qing's long bloody sword and the extended virtual image of the God of War passed by Duan Shanhe's chest for a moment, and the red sword light then turned into a blood-colored wave that dispersed with high energy. , surging towards the sky where Duanshanhe did not dare to attack lightly but tried his best to dodge. The thick black fog that was originally distributed in the sky continued to retreat outwards under the influence of the blood-colored waves, and the figure of Mephisto hidden in it gradually emerged, and his body seemed to be hurt. He cursed and yelled a few words in the direction where the Broken Mountain River fell, and finally withdrew his slightly fierce gaze: "... XX, since you want to lure me here on purpose..."
"Then don't blame us for taking cruel measures too!"
The sound of hula la breaking through the sky, accompanied by the faint howling of ghosts and gods, suddenly appeared in the black clouds and mist on the horizon. At the same time, there was a thick black mist flowing down like a waterfall, and the people were integrated into it again. Mephisto then brought countless churning mists with figures of various ferocious beasts emerging, shrouding the large area below where Duan Qing was. The images of black beasts that obviously did not look like those in the normal world then brought the activated black mist to cover all the areas around the hall, completely destroying half of the already broken ceiling without distinguishing friend or foe. , aware of something bad in advance, the figures of Duanshanhe and Nifeng Youran who were originally guarding both sides also instantly moved into the air, looking at Duan Qing's figure already standing in the center of the thick fog with their own surprised eyes: "This is …”
"Hahahaha, how powerful is my gate to another world?" Mephisto's voice then echoed in every direction of the thick fog: "There are countless synthetic beasts from other worlds in here! People call it They are dimensional beasts! Not only do they possess power that is so powerful that it does not belong to this world, but they also possess the ability to be unkillable—"
puff--
The laughter that belonged to that harsh voice was suddenly interrupted, and the choking sound appeared in everyone's ears. At the same time, Duan Qing's figure suddenly appeared in the center of the black mist, holding the sword in front of the huge figure. The blood-red sword then appeared in front of Duan Shanhe and others like a ghost mast rising from the sea of black mist, with Mephisto's body that was pierced and knocked back into reality. The blood-red whirlwind then gradually rose from the center of the vortex pointed by Duan Qing, and fell far away to the horizon with the sound of the black-robed magician screaming and being thrown away. The top of the hall was once again opened up. The entrance to the cave also slowly became clear with the reappearance of the bloody sword spirit and the surrounding black mist gradually dissipating, together with Duan Qing's body floating in the air: "Want to take the opportunity to sneak into the hall? This is not possible. "
"You, you actually..."
"Although I know this kind of thing called a dimensional beast, it's better to save some energy."
Swinging his sword to push back Baili Duyouyi, who also appeared not far behind him, Duan Qing said in a low voice: "The blood-sucking ability of this sword is much higher than I thought, so... ...If I accidentally let you guys touch me, it would be a mistake."
"You have used Void Dodge, Cloud Dispelling Palm and Sword Soul Awakening in the game Sword Immortal..."
Slowly appearing in the space in front of Duan Qing's sight, Duan Shanhe's slightly embarrassed face then grinned and revealed a smile: "Behind what seems to be strong is actually a careful prevention strategy... just like that, the weakness is exposed to Us?"
"..."
Duan Qing, who did not immediately answer the opponent's question and called the bloody sword soul back to his back, darkened his face. At the same time, he also shifted his attention away from the boxer in front of him and continued to look around him. Scanning the ground. The existence belonging to Duan Fenglei had gradually disappeared from his senses at this time, and was replaced by the figure standing leisurely on the ruins in the distance against the wind. He had been staring at the red sword soul and then held his breath, holding both hands. He held up the icy blue magic ball floating next to him: "Since you finally stood up from that place, does it mean that you are about to get serious? Then..."
"I'm going to use my own special move." He said in a low voice: "This is a special move that I have been studying for a long time. I originally planned to use it in later games, but now..."
The water-blue ice crystals wrapped in emerald green appeared next to the magic ball one after another as he spoke in a low voice, and then spread suddenly into the space farther away. The energy core where the wind and water met each other then appeared in the space. Nifeng Youran gradually became hazy under the control of Nifeng Youran, and finally condensed into images of magicians who were also Nifeng Youran: "Crystal Illusion..."
"Thousands of clones!"
Thousands of figures responded to Nifeng Leisure and then raised their hands, instantly connecting the white ice crystals that continued to spread from the center of the magic ball. They continued to roll and change into the same shape in each Nifeng Leisure's hand. The ice spikes flew down towards Duan Qing's position at the same time. An inexplicable red light flashed in his eyes, and Duan Qing, who had a solemn expression, then assumed a posture with his sword in front of him. Then, before the ice crystals that could cover the entire hall were about to approach, he slowly raised his sword. One side of the front rotated along a circular trajectory: "The guardian of the moon used by the blood sword... let's call it the guardian of the blood moon."
Ding!
The first snowflake-like ice spike was then nailed in front of the setting sun, which seemed to be slow but actually quickly completed a circle. It made a crisp sound on the surface of the bloody moonlight, which was like a flat surface, and then the third ice spike fell almost at the same time. Two, and the hundredth one that fell almost at the same time - thousands of ice crystals quickly splashed in front of Duan Qing at the same time, and quickly formed a base around Duan Qing, like ice crystals like snow in winter. Then the bloody moonlight continued to flicker, and finally the movement of raising the magic ball leisurely along the thousands of headwinds in the air suddenly turned into ice spikes soaring into the sky: "Accept the cold death!"
"Everything freezes!"
A flash brighter than the sun in the sky then appeared in the center of the group of leisurely headwinds with the ice energy reflected in the magic balls of countless phantom clones, and finally condensed into a huge beam where his true body was. Ice Spike, he raised his arms sideways and then let out a loud roar, shooting the huge ice spike formed by the strength of thousands of people towards the center of the ice spike jungle gathered together below. The mutually echoing magical energy of the same type then connected together around Duan Qing's bloody moonlight, forming a huge cage like an ice hell. However, a dark hole was just before the interconnected frost energy was about to completely explode. Before, it swallowed up everything around the area where the bloody moonlight was: "Sure enough, it has achieved the same level of strength as multiple levels of magicians..."
"If the energy of my Mage Council Ring is still there, I probably won't need to activate the magic vacuum this time."
In the scene where countless unaffected ice thorns suddenly exploded into freezing air, Duan Qing's figure slowly emerged in the center of the dark void. He looked up and looked up at the ice thorns that were still being swallowed up in the explosion. The ice magic energy in the black hole smiled and said in the direction of Nifeng Youran: "As long as there is this Luoyang, all magic attacks are meaningless."
"Then let's do something...that only men do."
A powerful straight punch then appeared on top of Duan Qing's head, who was dodging on his back, suddenly separating him from the bloody sword. He sighed in his heart and then turned sideways and forcibly twisted his body, trying to slant. The counterattack sword struck was interrupted by another punch coming from behind. With a smile appearing behind the opponent, Duan Shanhe, who was shaking for a moment, then took a punching stance behind Duan Qing, and then in conjunction with the next punch that Duan Fenglei in front was about to throw, he suddenly raised his head On his right shoulder: "Dragon soaring over the sea of clouds!"
"The roaring tiger is roaring!"
"The dragon is soaring and the tiger is leaping!"
"The tiger is sitting on the dragon's plate!"
The sound of criss-crossing fighting then continued to appear in front and behind Duan Qing, accompanied by the scene of the two strongest men belonging to the Jianghu guild suddenly fighting with the virtual image of the God of War behind Duan Qing, one dragon and one tiger. The fighting spirit of the two people also gradually synchronized with each other's fists, rising around Duan Qing's body. The two figures belonging to the two brothers of the Duan family, one red and one yellow, then continued to launch their own impacts like two meteors towards the bloody sword spirit that was several times larger. At the same time, there was a powerful energy that was overshadowed by the other. The tremor caused by the collision, coupled with the tacit understanding of the two rays of light that kept winding back and forth, became like intertwined spirals, with the images of dragons and tigers colliding together in the circling trajectory: "You lost, Sky-breaking Blade——"
"The dragon and the tiger come together!"
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing then resounded in the center of the image of the bloody sword spirit dissipating like the wind, blasting the movement it just made to raise the sword to continue to protect Duan Qing's body into powder all over the sky, belonging to Duan Qing. The bloody long sword then appeared between the two fists of Duan Fenglei and Duan Shanhe, with the sword blade and hilt opposing each other, separating the two fists that were about to join together: "It's actually possible to separate them. With the dragon and tiger forms apart... you have finally gained your own understanding of the Intention Sword."
"But...drink!"
He shouted loudly and raised his right hand under the bloody sword suddenly: "If you want to really defeat me..."
“This level of simulation is still far away!”
The sword energy soaring to the sky suddenly separated the two boxer brothers who were almost together. At the same time, Duan Qing once again raised his right arm to the sky. The bloody long sword that should have been in his hand appeared. At this time, it was also suspended straight in the air, with the clouds dyed red by the bloody sword energy soaring into the sky, covering everyone's eyes: "The emperor entered the Mijiang River, and the water was too fast to cross. Everyone wanted to borrow a boat to return. , the emperor said no..."
"My sword...is Jiang."
boom!
The sound of a loud waterfall like a river flowing into the sea then appeared in everyone's ears, and at the same time, the sky-wide sword energy suddenly leaked out from the light of the soaring blood sword, and the dark red sword light followed. When it was about to sink in front of everyone, it turned into thousands of identical bloody swords, falling like raindrops towards the large area in front of them. Already hiding in the distant scene of Niufeng leisurely falling rapidly, the newly separated figures belonging to the two brothers Duan Fenglei and Duan Shanhe then danced their fists and continued to retreat in the east and west directions, and finally carried a series of like There was a clanging sound like gold and iron, and he turned over and hid in the ruins far away from the square: "This is... the Imperial Sword Style."
"It's still the top skill among sword immortals... Hey, if we weren't all boxers, we might have realized it long ago."
"No, no, to reproduce such a powerful skill must also require inhumanly strong mental power. If what that guy said before is true..."
"..."
As if they had thought of the same question in their minds, Duan Fenglei and Duan Fenglei, who were hiding on both sides of the ruins, poked their heads out of the stopped rain of swords, and then put their inquiring gazes on the blood-colored light that had subsided. Duan Qing's body vaguely emerged: "You seem...a little tired."
"……yes."
Duan Qing, who put down his transparent right arm and looked down at the two of them in the sky, replied in a calm voice.
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