Standing in the night sky was a girl with silver hair and a mask. Even though she was far away, her eyes seemed to be flowing with molten gold. Wearing a silver cloak embroidered with countless stars, she stared at the two people below with cold eyes, and a long and white index finger like ice jade stretched out and pointed to the sky.
"Is she saying that the two of us will kill each other and only one will survive?" Qian Mo said with a smile.
"No." The spring of the fourth year of Qingli looked at the girl in the air tenderly: "Weapons will not kill those who run away. Before she kills someone, she will count to three seriously before attacking."
"Sounds cute, doesn't it?" Qian Mo looked at her and stretched out her second finger and suggested very seriously: "Do you want to run away?"
Although they said this, neither of them made any move, quietly waiting for the third finger to be stretched out.
"I am a gentleman, so I will not attack before the lady. Besides, she is such an eye-catching and cute girl." Qian Mo said seriously: "Why don't you sneak attack while she is counting?"
At this time, the girl in the air had already stretched out her three unknown fingers, and then made a half arc towards the two of them like a game.
Silver light flowed out from the girl's three fingers, like a stretched arc moon.
Because it is light, it has the speed of light.
But missed.
Qian Mo suddenly disappeared, and then disappeared twenty-five steps later. Looking at Qingli Fourth Spring who was also avoiding him for the first time, Qian Mo frowned: "How could there be such a domineering attack?"
The bluestone where they were standing before had been carved into it by the waves without any hindrance.
First, there was a long, narrow and bottomless scratch, but then, frost began to form around the scratch at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, the frost covered the land several feet in radius, and then the ice-covered road began to shatter, as if At that moment, millions of years of wind and sand erosion began to dent the mark, creating a smooth circular pit with a radius of three feet. Inside the pit was cyan powder as fine as talcum powder.
"Cut, freeze, smash." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he was one of the few people in the world who had the power to command her. Naturally, he had a deep understanding of her: "All her attacks will be accompanied by these three rules as long as she is willing. Otherwise."
The spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled: "What kind of person do you think can be called a weapon?"
Qian Mo frowned and then disappeared.
When he disappears, he appears, and the position he appears is behind her.
It is an eternal truth that long-range attackers must be afraid of close enemies.
Huangtian slashed down, just a few steps away from the girl.
Art is the magic of space, and the sword is the most famous artifact in the world. However, she didn't even have the interest to look back. She lightly drew a silver light with her left hand towards the spring of the fourth year of Qingli. At the same time, her right hand seemed to move something on her shoulder. Invisible strings.
Qian Mo was originally cautious, but he saw three pale threads wrapping around him at the same time. While he put away his sword to block and twisted to dodge, his figure disappeared again.
The black belt was shattered into pieces of ice, as the white thread rubbed against his coat.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he didn't look at Qian Mo who appeared behind him: "How do you feel? Are you fascinated by her?"
"I love her so much. Can she be more cute? If we die together, we can actually consider it." Qian Mo looked at the two pieces of the broken belt, still joking.
"A person who has been trained as the strongest weapon since she was three years old, any sneak attack and assassination will be ineffective against her." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at the girl in the sky: "The only way to defeat her is to use strength stronger than her. She has a very low sense of existence, and the priority of killing the target is always higher than protecting herself. If you don't mind, you can try it."
"Monster." Qian Mo smiled bitterly, watching the girl in the sky draw silver light again. After disappearing, she looked at the spring of the fourth year of Qingli next to her who was also full of avoidance: "She really thought she could kill you and me with just this attack. ?”
"There are always some evil girls in this world, and their existence is reasonable." Qingli 4th Spring smiled: "This is a deterrent attack. If we don't retreat, she will gradually increase the intensity of her attacks until we die."
Qian Mo looked at the silver-haired girl and saw her swiping her finger in the air like a game to force the two of them into a panic. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and tighten his grip on the sword.
The sword is the ancient sword of Emperor Tian. It took thirty years to perfect the sword of the emperor. It has been dubbed the best sword in the world since its birth.
It doesn't even belong to the category of spiritual weapons.
It is called a semi-artifact - a weapon forged by humans but beyond the scope of human understanding.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I calmly watched Qian Mo's movements. The ancient sword of Emperor Tian was so powerful that it was even more powerful than disillusionment. This sword was forged by Shuhua, the founding emperor of Oslo. It is said to be from a drawing from the divine world. It is beyond the world. Use the stone as material, go into the Northern Ming Dynasty to get the heart of the blue dragon, go down to the southern river to get the blood of the blue bird, go to the east island to exchange the solid red wood, sneak into the west ruins to get the spirit of the golden crow, invite the fire on the earth under the eyes of Tianxian Mountain to cast it together with the light of the sky. It took thirty years of repeated failures to complete the sword. On the day it was completed, Emperor Shuhua cut his wrist with a golden dagger and cast it with his own blood to imbue it with spirit. The blade of the sword was engraved with celestial disintegration magic patterns, so it was known as the best sword in the world. name.
The silver light shone like moonlight, and the purple sword blade touched it.
I saw a faint golden light flashing away, and the silver light disappeared like ice and snow.
Qian Mo removed his left hand holding the sword, and a round silver ball of light floated from the palm of his hand.
"It is truly a celestial phenomenon." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at the silver ball in his hand: "The power of the stars is one of the unique abilities of the Xingche clan. Of course, since this is the star realm, this kind of power is very important to her. More abundant and even infinite.”
"Use this power as a carrier to carry the rules." The red-haired man sighed: "Why does such a genius exist in this world?"
Then he weighed the light ball with his left hand and lightly threw it back to the girl: "I can't use it, so I'd better give it back to you."
The silver-haired girl let the light ball hit, but it hit an invisible barrier a foot in front of her. She saw Qian Mo successfully blocked her attack, but her expression did not change at all.
But she stopped her attack.
She lowered her head slightly in the air as if no one else was around, folded her hands, and her whole body began to emit a faint white light.
"Since you appeared until now, I have not made a move." He sighed in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli: "Because I know that once I make a move, one of you and I will die here today."
"But do you really want to fight to the death?"
Qian Mo looked at the girl standing motionless in the air and hesitated: "Field?"
"She will not waste time on useless attacks, and you have proven the uselessness of her attacks." Spring shrugged in the fourth year of Qingli: "As a weapon that can kill people quantitatively, wasting energy is the most unwise behavior."
Qian Mo covered his face with difficulty, as if he had gone to Hongxiu to recruit twenty of the most expensive girls for a supper, only to be told that they were of innocent origin and were not prostitutes in their profession. The huge gap in understanding between the two parties made him feel ashamed: "Well, it seems that there is a delay in casting the spell. Don't you need to interrupt?"
The spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled and said: "Didn't you say that you are a gentleman? Besides, your ability seems to be more suitable for interrupting."
"But I advise you not to." He then said: "I don't care about your life or death, but I care about your combat power. The reason why a weapon is a weapon is because it has no weaknesses. You never know what kind of strength it will give. Is it a flaw or a trap, so please stay calm.”
Qian Mo smiled bitterly: "I just want to say that if she goes to the battlefield alone, she can destroy an army. She is still an ice girl. From the beginning of the fight to now, we have complained so many times and she can't even add a sentence to liven up the atmosphere. It's really not at all Not cute."
"What if you saw a weapon that would chat with you and make cute comments when it kills you." The spring of the fourth year of Qingli said coldly: "Although she usually talks very little, she will never utter a word when killing someone. .”
Saying this, in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he shook out the long crimson sword with one hand, and a strange arc was drawn in the air: "Her domain is extremely powerful, join forces with me, otherwise you and I will not be able to last ten breaths. "
Light like mercury was already flowing, carrying an aura of incomparable sanctity and perfection. The silver-haired girl stood in the center of the light, her lowered head raised.
The golden eyes are as cold as the moon.
