Faced with a desperate situation, Shotimaru took only one action: attack. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wind Cut!"

A colorless and invisible slash clung to the ground, and flew towards the black-clothed masked man opposite Wen, stirring up the dirt all the way.

The speed of this blow is extremely fast, there is almost no time difference between the hit and the hit, and the wind blade itself cannot be caught with the naked eye, so it is extremely difficult to dodge. No, it should be said that when Wen raised his hand, "dodging" was already an impossible task.

No one can reach the speed of the wind with a physical body. Even vampires, who pride themselves on their strong physical abilities, can't do it.

In the next instant, the blade of the wind that had torn the earth had been attached to the man's face. The sound of flesh shattering was already ringing in Wen's head, and she felt that her victory was already a certainty.

However, this time the opponent was not as weak as she thought.

The wind had passed, and the man still stood there, not moving a single step, a shallow scratch on his pure white mask—the only wound on his body.

In front of him, a delicate ivory cane stood out in the sinking night. The cane appears to have been carved from a complete piece of ivory, and the surface is covered with intricate patterns and totems, making people feel dizzy just looking at it.

"This stick is not ordinary......" Wen is so convinced.

How could a strong wind, which could easily be torn apart by granite, be relieved of the power of an ordinary ivory staff? Besides, how could a staff with a physical body stop a disembodied wind?

There must be a hidden mystery in this cane.

But now, Wen doesn't have time to analyze its construction. She had to hurry to launch the next wave of attacks before the opponent had time to fight back.

"Wind Blade!"

With a swing of the fan, a horizontal wind blade, with the same strength and speed as the blow just now, attacked the enemy. If this blow had been solid, it would have cut the man in two.

However, in the face of the razor-sharp wind in front of him, the masked man only held the staff in one hand, and as soon as he stood in front of him, he defused the blow full of killing intent, and the whole action was easy and freehand, as if he had not been threatened at all.

If it weren't for the two small notches in the cloak, the blow could not have even touched the edges.

"Damn!"

Wen scolded and slammed her fist to the ground, the pain in her arm that made her immediately realize her impulse. Her face was bloodless now, but her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked a little crazy.

No, she's not crazy, she's just too badly hurt. With fatal injuries on his body, no matter who he is, his face will not look good.

The same script, the same ending, Wen felt very unwilling to miss the two consecutive misses - her attack was perfect, and it did hit, but it didn't have the desired effect.

But that's not the end of it! She can't stop yet, she has to keep attacking, and she has to continue to suppress the other party.

Only by attacking, attacking, and attacking again can she fight for a glimmer of life, and once she gives the other party even a chance to breathe, she is finished.

With her injuries, let alone flying, she couldn't even walk, she could only stand in place and be beaten passively, and her physical condition did not allow her to withstand even one attack. Therefore, she has no choice but to use all her remaining physical strength to attack, and only unilaterally overwhelm the opponent and push them back.

With this thought, Shotimaru made a third shot.

"Tengu gravel!"

Tengu's fan waved again, this time at the ground.

"Hey, are you trying to express your frustration?" said the masked man as he saw her fanning the ground hard.

Wen didn't say a word, and didn't take the other party's ridicule to heart at all. She was now fully focused on manipulating the air currents.

"Up!"

At her command, the rapidly rising air currents swept up countless mud, sand, earth and stones, and soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky brown like a sandstorm.

"Fall!"

A second gust of wind rose from high in the sky, but it blew towards the masked man standing on the ground. All the sand and gravel fell with the gust of wind, and in an instant, the sandstorm that fell from the sky roared and pressed down on the top of the man's head.

As long as the speed is fast enough, everything is a sharp blade, and so is the wind, and so is the stone. One or two wind blades can still be resisted, how to block this sand blade and stone blade in the sky?

It's a pity that even this blow with no dead ends was blocked.

"Ice Freeze: Igloo!"

Wen clearly saw that the man took out a blue gem from his pocket. He took the gem in the palm of his hand and squeezed it with all his might.

In an instant, the energy that poured out of the shattered gem formed a thick igloo out of thin air above the guy's head, enveloping him entirely, leaving no gaps.

The walls of this igloo are 50 centimeters thick and as hard as steel plates. The overwhelming sandstorm left countless scars on the roof, but it failed to break even a single ice brick.

"This turtle grandson can't even come out of his shell!"

Seeing that the sandstorm was about to stop, Wen was so angry that he scolded.

You know, unlike the unscathed enemy, she is now a tightrope walker on the line of life and death. If she fails to achieve results before her strength has subsided, when she is exhausted, I am afraid that she will not need the enemy's action, and she will fall herself.

In short, she can't afford to drag on, and the longer this battle drags on, the worse it will be for her. I'm afraid that the other party also saw this, so he kept seeing the move, and was not in a hurry to fight back.

"No, I'm a snapping turtle!" the man's voice came from the igloo.

Immediately after, the originally impregnable igloo suddenly burst open, and all the ice bricks shattered into crystalline pieces and dust, floating in the air.

This scene is really beautiful, if it weren't for the black shadow that broke through the ice and dust, Wen would be willing to look at it twice.

"Weasel Veil!"

Compared with the opponent's sprint speed, Wen's reaction speed is half a beat faster. Long before the enemy rushed in front of her, she had already woven the armor of the wind and was ready for battle.

This move, "Weasel Veil", is a move that compresses the strong wind and surrounds it. The Wind Armor wrapped around her body will destroy all attacks that attack Wen and shred the enemies around her, which can be described as a defensive act instead of attacking.

The masked man approached Wen with an arrow, raised his cane and stabbed at Wen's eyes.

This thorn happened in an instant, but in Wen's eyes, it was as long as a few minutes. After all, the other party has a precedent of resisting the wind with a staff, and it is still unknown whether this armor made entirely of wind can block his attack.

It was a game between spear and shield, and the enemy just threw out a few steel hammers as chips, but Wen put his life on the table.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and will it be an invincible spear or a rock-solid shield that wins?

"Hmm...... It's so heavy......"

The masked man's cane stabbed forward was suppressed for a moment by the strong wind pressure. However, it was only for a moment, and after this moment, the ivory cane that shimmered with white light passed through the armor of the wind unhindered and stabbed at Wen.

However, the blow that was supposed to pierce Wen's eye and directly destroy her brain actually only cut her cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Thanks to this momentary pause, Wen had time to move her head a few centimeters away, otherwise she would have gone down to see Hades.

Now, the opponent missed a blow and has not had time to stop, and is in a very stiff state, Wen has no reason to let go of this excellent opportunity.

"Broken Shield!"

The Wind Armor was compressed to its limit for a split second, and then swelled outward, causing a massive explosion. The masked man couldn't dodge, he was blown up, flew backwards, broke a large tree, and fell on the stump, life and death unknown.

Wen also simply took advantage of the wind of the explosion to fly backwards, widening the distance between the enemy and me.

"Click!"

As soon as she hit the ground, a large mouthful of blood gushed down her throat, staining her shirt red. She had deliberately controlled the wind on her side just now, and also temporarily made a wind shield to resist it, but she still couldn't completely offset the power of the explosion.

Such a trick should be used for the last time for her, because the next time she uses it, it means suicide.

"The ...... Damn it...... My eyes ......"

Wen covered his forehead and sat on the ground. Her vision was constantly being swallowed up by darkness, and her sense of balance was having trouble - a precursor to shock.

The enemy has been knocked down, and now is the perfect time to escape. But Wen's body is not very aggressive, no matter how hard she tries, she just can't exert her strength.

"Moving...... Get moving, bastard!"

With his hands on the ground, Wen tried to get up again and again, but failed again and again. She repeated the simple, desperate action, struggling until her limbs froze.

"Strange, why...... It's so cold......"

She couldn't move her hands and feet anymore, not even a finger. The body that had lost its support lay on the ground and no longer struggled. Wen turned his head sideways, and at a glance he saw the white mask with a scratch.

"Freezing Technique, Blood Coagulation. ”

The man casually sprinkled the sapphire crumbs in his hand into the soil, clapped his hands, and strolled towards Wen, who couldn't move.

"As a dying man, you've done well enough. He said, "But your fate was sealed from the beginning." ”

"Hey......"

Wen sighed and closed his eyes.

Even if she doesn't look, she knows what's going to happen next.

The guy would slowly walk up to her, smugly admire her dying, and then, with that ivory staff, stab her with a beautiful blow that would bring her death.

The footsteps stopped, and he had arrived at the place where he was executed.

The air was shaking, which meant he was ready to attack.

The breeze blows in the face, and the blade is unsheathed.

"Secret Sword: Slash in the World!"

"Boom!"

The expected death did not come.

Wen opened his eyes again and saw the ivory staff that had fallen to the ground. Beside her, in addition to the black-clothed masked man, there was another white-haired old man.

"How long will the old immortal hinder me!"

"As long as you don't die, the old man will not spare you half a point!"