Amamiya Dongma, who has advanced to the Flying Flower Realm, has become the only secret card master in the arena who is of the flower rank at this time.

Amano Aiya looked at him excitedly, knowing that the current Amamiya Dongma was no longer the boy who was worried that he might be attacked by the demon knife at that moment.

"Fight!" Feng Yu gritted his silver teeth tightly and made a desperate crazy move.

Although the sword qi can't break through the defense of the golden shield now, Feng Yu's spiritual power is also declining at an extremely rapid rate that is visible to the naked eye, and it is really hard to say whether her remaining spiritual power can withstand the attack of the East Horse of the Rain Palace this time.

Again, it's just a coincidence.

Could it be that the goddess is the nemesis of the demon sword?

If Feng Yu hadn't sensed it wrong, the Holy Shield Shelter that he had just released from the dead horse as a live horse doctor could actually be on par with the sword qi that the demon knife slashed with all its might?

Feng Yu and Pheasant Tail looked at the sword qi and cards that were fighting each other in front of them, and their faces showed a look of surprise.

The strange sword qi that seemed to be amazing, under the resistance of the golden shield, did not make a meritorious contribution as Amamiya Dongma expected, the surface of the shield flashed wildly, and the sword qi was rampant, and it was impossible to cut through this seemingly weak barrier, but under the connection between the two, a dazzling light that was enough to illuminate the night erupted.

A series of loud "booms", the roar of the blue-faced lion's rage, the crash of the sword qi on the shield, the chanting of the angel, the golden light, the blood-colored knife qi, the cyan light wave, and the invisible transparent sound wave were intertwined.

A golden round shield appeared directly in front of the blue-faced lion, and on the surface of this inverted shield, there were countless pale gold symbols, and they were still flickering one by one, and the most eye-catching thing was that in the middle of this shield, there was an angel phantom with open wings and praying sincerely.

"Holy Bless Shelter!"

"It's just useless!"

Seeing this scene, a look of sarcasm flashed across Amamiya's face.

In desperation, the pheasant tail could only take out Yang Guang's card, and a giant lion nearly five meters high roared and appeared, and after roaring loudly towards the sword qi without showing weakness, he rushed directly to the face.

"The blue-faced lion!"

"It's over!" Pheasanttail's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and if he was slashed by this knife, he would probably be cut in two in an instant.

Not to mention continuing to escape, it is very difficult for the current pheasant tail to even move his fingers, not to mention that his mental power is about to dry up, and he can only watch the sword qi fly and slash down at great speed.

The knife qi shot out at a speed of eighty kilometers per hour, and the distance between Pheasant Tail Sheng and Feng Yu ran wildly for several minutes before they finally opened up, and they were caught up in the blink of an eye, and the nearby air was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood, and then it was like a river entering the sea, and was sucked by the knife qi and emptied, Pheasant Tail suddenly felt a tightness around his body, like a shrimp in a vacuum bag, his body suddenly slowed down countless times, and the speed of running also turned sharply, and from a distance, it looked like he had been pressed the slow release button.

In Amamiya Dongma's opinion, the power of this guy's secret card is weak, except that the effect is really gorgeous, it is useless at all, and it is better to send him out directly, so as to make a little contribution to the Erxuan Gym.

And his target this time is a pheasant.

"It's pretty fast, I didn't expect their physical fitness to be good, and I really underestimated them. Amamiya Dongma smiled, and continued to carry the demon knife with one hand, and the first generation of Ghost Cry continued to slash towards the void in front of him.

At this time, Feng Yu and Pheasant Tail Sheng had fled several kilometers away, looking down from the mountainside, and could only vaguely see their figures appearing.

"It doesn't matter. Amamiya Dongma shook his head, looked at the direction where Feng Yu and Pheasant Tail were fleeing, chuckled and said, "They can't escape." ”

"Dong Masan, those two people have already fled far away, right?" asked Amano Ai Ya as she stepped forward to help him with treatment.

It wasn't until half of Amamiya's arms became mummified that the demon sword ghost cried and finally stopped smoking, trembled twice, and let out a chirp like a hiccup.

"Ghost Cry, you should be full this time, right?Please help me continue to deal with these enemies!" Amamiya Dongma affectionately stroked the blade and said slowly and softly.

Ai Amano looked at his pale face and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Okay, Ai Ya-chan, the ghost cry won't stop if it doesn't absorb enough blood, if you treat me, it's better to wait until the demon knife is quiet!" Amamiya raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman beside him with a smile.

And now, no matter how this light shines, the wound on Amamiya Dongma's wrist of more than ten centimeters cannot heal at all, but the speed of absorbing blood is getting faster and faster.

The golden light that represents healing is constantly flickering, and according to past experience, as long as this light is illuminated, almost any non-fatal wound can heal quickly.

But what she never expected was that the secret card that she had never missed in the past was now helpless against an inconspicuous knife wound?

Ai Ya Amano looked at her with concern, looked at him with some worry, and immediately used the secret card Ju Liyuan to treat his injuries.

At the wound, blood continued to flow out, all dripping onto the blade of the demon knife as thin as a cicada's wings, and the blood would immediately seep into the blade, leaving a cloud of blood on it like a cherry blossom in full bloom.

At this time, the first generation of Devil Cry was gulping the blood of Amamiya Higashima.

She struggled to stand up from the aura and coercion of the demon sword, and walked to Amamiya Dongma's side step by step.

"Could it be...... Higashi Masan is a shaking?" Amano Aiya couldn't help but think.

"This ......" Seeing this scene, Amano Ai Ya was directly stunned, he had never heard of the demon sword envoy hurting himself.

However, this demon knife must see blood when it comes out of the sheath, and in desperation, Amamiya Dongma can only smile bitterly, take the knife in his left hand, and directly cut his arm.

"Alright, alright. Amamiya Dongma knew that this was the dissatisfaction of the demon knife, and hurriedly comforted it.

This feeling of depression is, of course, maddening.

It's like a couple of men and women who have prepared and foreplayed in advance, and when they are about to start, it ends instantly......

And a few minutes later, Amamiya Dongma actually took the initiative to suppress the power of the demon knife, which naturally made it very dissatisfied.

Thirst to kill.

It craves to slash.

Just now, when Amamiya Dongma slashed the statue of the yellow-toothed old elephant with a knife, the bloodthirsty nature of this demon knife completely exploded.

In particular, the number of people who died under its blade during the war era is estimated to be no less than three digits.

Demon knives, naturally like to kill.

As I've said before, Demon Blades, like secret cards, have their own personalities.

In fact, she didn't know that now that Amamiya Dongma was drained of a certain amount of essence and blood by the demon knife, it was actually not a backlash, but a kind of dissatisfaction.

"Dong Masang has already advanced, how can he still be eaten by the demon sword?

"What's going on?" A big question mark appeared in Amano's head.

On the other side, after a knife was slashed, Amamiya Dongma's face instantly turned extremely pale as if most of his essence and blood had been extracted, and the first generation of ghost crying in his hand shone several dark purple lights in a row, and he continued to shake in his hand, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

"Keep running!" The two of them did not hesitate for a moment, and continued to turn around and run.

Hymn of Valorant, which can directly increase the power of the Mystic Master's moves by 20%, although the effect is very simple, but also very crude.

In order to block this move, he had already suppressed all his mental strength just now, and even so, he was barely able to hold on with Feng Yu's assistance.

The most serious point is that the mental power of the pheasant tail has been consumed.

However, the price of taking this trick is really not small.

"I'll go!" Pheasant Tail Sheng and Feng Yu sighed secretly, and finally held on, and were not directly sent out of the field like Yang Guang.

The sword qi slashed firmly on the light shield, and immediately cut the light shield into tatters like white paper, and the corners of Pheasanttail's eyes jumped wildly, and he continued to frantically input the spiritual power in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth and took this slash head-on.

"Bang!"

A crimson glow erupted from his palm, and immediately condensed into a thick shield of light in front of the two of them.

"Man Jianghong!"

In an instant, two soaring golden rays of light rose from the ground, and a phantom of the goddess appeared behind Feng Yu with her hands folded and silently praying and chanting, and the sacred hymn came from her mouth and entered the ears of the pheasant, which would immediately make his secret card recover, and the light emitted from his body immediately shone even more.

"Goddess!

"Secret card!

After all, the two of them are also serious members of the national team, although one is a wet nurse and the other is an output hand, but since there is no way to shake off this knife aura like a tracking missile, they can only grit their teeth and try to meet the coming.

Feng Yu and Pheasant Tail fled in panic, wailing all the way, and being chased by the tail-like knife behind them and scolded, crying for their father and mother.

His current strength is comparable to the members of the neon country's national team, or even better.

In one breath, she released all her spiritual power, and the golden light like the sun completely burst out from her body instantly, and at the same time, the phantom of the goddess who had been following her quickly became larger and clearer, as if it were an entity, and the divine aura that was completely opposite to the demon knife was magnificent and aura, almost making people dare not look at it directly.

Feng Yu's face sank, and he grabbed the void with both hands, and two slender golden spears condensed directly from the boundless dazzling golden light, and were firmly grasped by her hand, Feng Yu threw it forward with all his might, directly colliding with the sword qi head-on.