Chapter 228: The Battle of the Geniuses (18)

The sword light slashed, and a few round blood beads pierced the air, and Ling Thirteen's figure disappeared behind the blood beads, and when it reappeared, it was already on the other side, the body stretched out in the air, the right arm drove the body, the backhand sword, the waist side forced, the left arm and the long sword in the hand drew a semicircular arc in the air, and the sword light slashed in the same position as just now, crisp and neat.

Suddenly, another wound was exposed to the air through the slash marks of the Dream Master's armor, and Ling Thirteen's figure dissipated into the air again when the sword light in his left hand fell, and there were countless ripples on the space barrier around the Muddy Dry that bloomed, each of which was almost identical, disturbing all perceptions.

"Smack!" The next moment, a sword light flashed again, but this time, the sword light that bloomed from the sword body of the long sword only emanated, and then it stopped abruptly, because the palm of the hand appeared around the sword body, and the five fingers were put together, holding it tightly.

At this moment, Ling Thirteen didn't care about the surprised expression on his face, the long sword in his left hand was hurriedly handed out at a faster speed, the sword body shook slightly, and two sword flowers appeared, steady, ruthless, and accurate stabbing at the weakest point of the opponent's entire dream master's armor defense-eyes.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Two sounds pierced through the air, but the attack still stopped abruptly, and even the power exuded by the sword body was tightly grasped by a hand that suddenly appeared. The result of the last appearance, if the face was surprised, then the result of this appearance appeared, then the look on Ling Thirteen's face was shocked.

You must know that the long sword in his left hand is a long sword transformed by the dream beast soul imprint on the dream master's armor! Although the dream power in his body gives him the ability to attack, compared to the real things in the outside world, it is still an illusory thing!

"How is it possible, how can it be?!" This unconscious murmur that came out of his mouth was also the doubt in the hearts of the other disciples in the outside world except for the Houtufeng Sect.

But how could he let go of such an opportunity, and it was an opportunity he had won for himself. The ten fingers opened violently, and the brilliance accumulated between the fingers and on the palm of his hand was all released in this instant, and in just an instant, Ling Thirteen saw that the long sword in his hands was completely stained with earthy yellow, and not only that, but a large amount of brilliance continued to follow the hilt of the sword, wanting to infect his hands.

The dream power in the dantian in the body was frantically mobilized, and it surged out quickly along the meridians in his arms, and the dream power flame that rushed out directly turned into an incomparably sharp heptogen gold aura, and went towards the earthy yellow light on the long sword.

But how could the move that had been brewing for so long be so simple, and sure enough, although a large amount of Gengjin aura surrounded it, the unstoppable sharp sword qi encountered Waterloo in front of this thin layer of brilliance, and for a while, the positions of the two in the spiritual confrontation were completely reversed, and this time, it was the earthy yellow brilliance that had the absolute upper hand.

In front of Guanghua, who was obviously condensed to the extreme, Ling Thirteen's hastily mobilized dream power couldn't even be easily blocked, Guanghua was still constantly eroding forward, and soon the hilts of the two long swords were completely enveloped, and one step forward was his hands.

"Wow!" his right foot stepped on the ground with all his might, and his body retreated violently, because under the perception of spiritual power, the dream power contained in the thin layer of earthy yellow brilliance even he had to feel frightened, so the hands of the upper body opened and let go of the long sword in his hand, but under the perception of Ling Thirteen's spiritual power, two huge figures appeared behind him, and two giant war knives were placed in the direction of his retreat, and they were constantly approaching.

As soon as his mind turned, his feet pressed down violently, plunging deep into the ground, and his body suddenly slowed down, and then Ling Thirteen's feet suddenly twisted and kicked towards the other side, causing his body to crook to one side, and his body shot out diagonally. Rubbing the blade of the sword, he dodged.

And the two long swords in his hand, which had been completely eroded by the brilliance, were directly thrown away by the blades of the sword and shot into the distance.

After the two of them distanced themselves like this, their eyes collided again, Ling Thirteen frowned, looked at each other, and in his hands, the dream power flame fluctuated, and two metal long swords appeared in the palm of his hand. There were quite a few fluctuations around the body, setting off bursts of air, and the figures began to transform, and two identical figures reappeared, rushing towards each other.

Seeing this, Hun Lian Qian is mouth was lightly raised, and while smiling, he opened his ten fingers, and in an instant, the light between the fingers and fingers separated several rays of light, staggered, and went up along the dream master armor on his body, and in an instant, the entire set of dream master armor seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, and the colorful light was like a real one, wrapped around the body. It was as if the armor had a layer of gold thread inlaid on it.

The four swords fell, as if copying, severing the feet of the two giants, and reappeared in front of Hun Lianqian's body, slashing at the turtle shell shield he had raised. The other metal long sword was picked open by the war knife in his hand, but Ling Thirteen had two figures, and the other figure appeared on one side, one left and one right, and the two long swords stabbed out violently.

And at the same time, the war knife and turtle shell shield in Hun Lianqian's hands all turned out, directly ignoring the two weapons stabbed by the other party, one knife and one shield, and smashed towards the front like this, and the heavy, condensed brilliance on it no longer showed the heaviness of this blow.

This style of play is completely a way of exchanging injuries for injuries, but after Ling Thirteen lost his weapon, he could only grit his teeth and eat this bitter fruit, the two long swords stabbed out half of the fierce retreat, and the body was sideways in mid-air, dodging a knife and a shield, while Xinnian controlled another figure to go up and down, stabbing the long sword in his hand to attract the attention of the other party.

And the body changed in the air, and another figure was separated from his body by him, falling on the ground, instantly turning into an afterimage, drawing a twist, the long sword in his hand swayed out, and the sword flowers were suspended in the air, all over the body of the muddy and dry.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" Hun Lian Qian turned around directly, blocked all the sword flowers with his back, and the war knife in his hand slashed horizontally towards a figure, and the turtle shell shield in his other hand smashed into another figure.

"Bang!" Between the two, this confrontation came to an end, ending with Hun Lian smashing Zhongling Thirteen. This is also the true meaning of the opponent's moves that he has spied on after fighting the opponent so many times.

Although Spirit Thirteen was able to conjure up many identical figures, among so many figures, only the main body had the most powerful attack power and the authority to fire wirelessly. So in the moment just now, he first forced a figure away regardless of the injury exchange, and tried to find out the location of the opponent's body, then everything next was simple, and it was the end of this confrontation.

However, in the face of this blow, Ling Thirteen did not suffer much loss, when the attack came, a metal plate had already been condensed on his shoulder with his mind to block the front, and he got a little cushion, and it was because of this buffer that he once again separated a figure from his body, but in the end, he was still hit by the turtle shell shield.

The figure flashed back with the help of force, and the other three figures were scattered two of them at once, leaving only one figure circling around the body, but with the power of just one figure, it was impossible to cause even the slightest damage to the Dream Master's armor on his body that had been transformed by the light that had been transformed by the brilliance, even a scratch.

But Ling Thirteen looked at the form in front of him, except for the frowning brows on his face, there were no other bad things at all, and the figure of his body was even more mysterious, first turning into a vague figure in a fluctuating change, and then from the rapid travel speed, the blurred figure directly differentiated into one left and one right in an instant, a total of nine figures.

However, at the same time as this process, Ling Thirteen automatically dispersed the figure that swirled around the other party's body, while the whereabouts of the other nine figures became more erratic, with their feet on the ground, and the lines drawn were even more tortuous, but the ultimate goal was still centered on Hun Lian Qian.

"Ding!" "Bang!" A crisp sound of a long sword hitting the armor sounded, and it was followed by the sound of Ling Thirteen and Nine figures being smashed by a shield, "Bell!" Another long sword stabbed into the body of the Thirteen Spirits, but it was obvious that the owner of this long sword was the body of the Spirit Thirteen, and a sword stabbed out, causing the opponent's body to stumble.

But this also provoked the war knife in Hun Lianqian's right hand to slash at a figure with a turn, "Poof!" Another figure was shattered, and soon, the plot went on like this, and after a while, the figure of Ling Thirteen and Nine Dao was cut down by him Six or seven, although the whole process was not as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, but compared to the previous fierce battle, it was already very easy, and even easy and a little abnormal.

Since these anomalies are sitting in the viewing area like Zhang Yan, not all the spectators in the battlefield can detect them, there is no reason why the leading elders of various sects can't detect them. Sure enough, except for the different expressions on the faces of the two sect leaders of the Lingshen Sect and Houtufeng, the expressions on the faces of the leaders of the other sects were mostly the same, almost all of them had a mysterious expression.

And in the viewing area of the refining city, Li Hua's expression was the same, this scene naturally fell into Zhang Yan's eyes, and in an instant, judging from his understanding of Li Hua, I am afraid that there will be a lot of changes in this game, so when he put all his mind and even his mental power into the light curtain.

Finally, he discovered something different, something that might change the outcome of the whole battle. During this period of fighting, Zhang Yan found a scenery that should not appear there, and then turned this into some of the forms on the field during the previous battle.........