Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Dragon of Freedom

The Chengzi Banner became rotten and tattered, and the summoned Shinsengumi turned into points of light, disappearing one by one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The black mist that lingered on the remnants of the Knights of the Round Table vanished, and they covered their heads, as if they had just woken up from a big dream.

Saber's magical armor vanished, and the glorious Oath and Sword of Victory were covered in mottled rust. With a gust of wind, the pale green featherweave on the head secretary's body was blown away like ash, and even the sword of Seprut on the waist of the conqueror king became tattered, as if the weathering phenomenon accumulated for thousands of years broke out at the same moment

"Her inherent enchantment is a Seal Treasure?"

"It's not just a treasure. The director shook his head: "Can you still feel the magic?"

The conqueror king was stunned for a moment, and his face was solemn: "Could it be...... Forbidden Space?"

"Probably not, if it is a forbidden demon, we heroic spirits made of magic will not be spared. ”

"What the hell is ......?"

"Who knows, but no matter what, it's time to decide!"

Hei Yingluo looked at the moon in the sky, closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the night breeze blowing on his face. After a while, she opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Obviously such a beautiful thing is right in front of you, but people don't know how to enjoy it." Don't you think it's ridiculous to indulge in the fantasies you have concocted, to treat the glory of the past as a drug that numbs your soul, but to see the real reality as a beast of prey?"

"So, you put an end to all this?" Yingluo looked at the rusty Avalon at his feet, which was now nothing more than an ordinary scabbard, "What should I say? Was your move inspired by the hedgehog head?

"Fantasy killers, I've seen it from your memory. Hei Yingluo shook his head: "But I just stripped them of their bright coat and restored them to their original shape." ”

"That's why it's called 'Pride of the First'?"

"Not bad. Whether it is an object or a person, it will always be defined by someone else. Perhaps at first, Avalon was just an ordinary scabbard, and the Oathed Haori was just a uniform for the Shinsengumi. Although they have become stronger and brilliant under people's expectations, and even carry countless glory and brilliance, they are no longer them. ”

It is as if people are born to be disturbed by others, expectations, suggestions, advices, regulations, what should be done and what should not be done, as if they had been set a long time ago. If he succeeds, people will say, "Look, you're listening to me." If he fails, he will say, "Look, you don't listen to me!" But whether it is success or failure, whether it is good or bad, in the end, is he still the same person he was?"

Yingluo shrugged: "Necessary advice is also needed, at least I have accepted Bigu's teachings." ”

"Bigu is just a guide, he never forces you to make changes!" Hei Ying pointed at Saber and said, "If you had met Merlin back then, maybe you would have become a self-sacrificing hero like someone." ”

Ying Luo thought for a moment, and couldn't help but shudder: "That's really terrible!"

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"It's amazing that you can't say such philosophical things. Am I so compassionate?" asked Yingluo curiously.

"Of course not!" Hei Yingluo replied with a smile, "You just did it because you wanted to, but the result just happened to be in line with the public's morality." ”

"Makes sense!" Ying Luo nodded, "So you can't care about the 'pride of the primordial'! you released this inherent enchantment just to fight me to the death, right?"

"Yes, I have infinite magic, you have Avalon, and it will take a long battle to decide the winner. And this victory or defeat is not based on the level of the two of us. Whether it's magic or treasures, it's all external force. The only one who can kill the swordsman is the swordsman, and no one is qualified to interfere with our victory or defeat!"

"So you stripped everything of illusion and turned things into the simplest of things?"

"That's it. Kill me, save the world, be killed by me, and the world will be destroyed!" Hei Yingluo put the steel sword back into the sheath: "It doesn't involve any righteousness, and it has nothing to do with morality, it's just a contest of skills and skills, victory is victory, defeat is defeat!"

"Interesting!" Ying Luo also put the steel sword back into its sheath: "But in this way, aren't you suffering a big loss when you are an immortal?"

"Death is also my right!"

When I want to survive, I live, and when I want to die, I die!

It has nothing to do with morality, and I don't need to follow advice, my life is up to me!

This is the path chosen by the heroes!

"I understand!" was just four words, but Yingluo said it very slowly. Not only did she understand the other party's intention to release this inherent enchantment, but she also understood the meaning of the other party's battle.

It's not for the destruction of the world, it's not for the highest level of swordsmanship, it's just for wanting to go the way you want to go!

The two Yingluo looked at each other, and then bowed their bodies at the same time, one foot forward and one behind, their right hand grasping on the hilt of the sword.

The highest meaning of the Flying Sword Stream!

The two slowly approached each other, not stopping until they were a foot apart.

This foot is the best attack distance, which can allow Tianxiang Dragon Flash to exert its maximum power.

This power has no increase in magic power, nor does it have the sustenance of fantasy, it is just the presentation of strength and skill, if there is any, it is probably the spirit of courage!

The body is the hilt of the sword, the soul is the body of the sword, then the spirit is the blade of the sword!

Although it is the smallest part, it is the most important part.

Alice Phil and the others, it is precisely because they discovered this that they created Yingluo to fight against the dirty inkstone.

Compared to an old man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, a fearless swordsman will naturally be the victorious side.

Thus, the greedy for life died, but the one who gave up his life lived. It's like Bigu, who put down his sword and became the number one swordsman.

The only one who can make you give up is yourself, and the only one who can make you successful!

The teachings of famous teachers?

If you don't want to learn, you can't learn anyway!

The temptation of drunken gold fans?

If your heart is as strong as iron, all this is just a passing moment!

Yingluo, do you like swordsmanship?

Like!

Why do you like it?

Because it empowers me to do what I want to do!

What do you want to do?

I want ...... Have freedom!

The dragon is desirable not because of its great strength, but because she can always be unrestrained!

The same footsteps shattered the ground, and the cold sword seemed to be able to cut through the whole world!

The heroes made the same sound in unison:

"Sky Soar Dragon Flash!"

The spirit is as indestructible as steel, and steel is as unshakable as the spirit.

The steel sword collided with the steel sword, and the tremendous force made the ground tremble beneath his feet. The air at the point of impact was squeezed out, as if it were a sword blade formed by a bundle of air, smashing the surrounding buildings into a thousand holes.

The sound of the blades clashing like forks across a plate, the piercing sound waves shattered the eardrums of countless people. Sparks leaped in front of them, illuminating their identical faces, and the massive force of the shock shattered their bones, but the hilt of the sword remained tight.

Pain, bleeding...... Don't care, the swordsman's body is not so fragile!

Strength, not strong enough!

The winner is still undecided!

In that case, it is not the time to give up! With my body as firewood and my soul as my salary, the spirit will be the first fire that ignites everything, and this is the rebellion against fate!

Hei Yingluo gritted his teeth and shouted: "Even if it's a dead end, I'll show you!"

Yingluo also responded loudly: "Come on, I'm your last stumbling block, bet everything you have to defeat me!"

Sparks flew in all directions, and the steel swords bounced off each other!

Draw?!

No!

Win or lose, this is the fate of the swordsmen!

The bodies of the two began to spin, and the steel sword was once again retracted from its waist, as if it was the most gorgeous dance, and the techniques created by human beings, as if they had been plucked by the gods, exuded an incomparable beauty, which made people marvel!

The director's eyes widened: "This is ...... Second blow?!"

Yes, if you can't get the answer once, try it again!

No one can have smooth sailing on the road, the only thing left to do is to get up and keep going!

It's that simple!

The steel swords collided again, and a huge wind surged from all directions, and the impact point seemed to be a bottomless black hole, wanting to devour everything in the world!

Sky Dragon Flash is an invincible sword technique, even if the opponent can dodge the dragon's claws, they will be torn to pieces by the bitter wind!

The first blow had already drained the air in front of the two of them, forming a huge vacuum space between the two of them, and the air around them wanted to fill, forming a huge wind. But the second blow that followed came again, returning everything to its original point.

There is no spark because it cannot be burned in a vacuum.

There is no sound because it cannot be transmitted in a vacuum.

Only large patches of blood splattered from the mouths and noses of the two men, and then were sliced to pieces by the frantic air current.

Yingluo shouted with her mouth open, but no one could hear what she was saying. The only thing you can see is the body spinning again!

Third Strike!

A third strike that surpasses the limits of humanity!

The body creaked, and every muscle and bone screamed.

There seemed to be 10,000 knives in his head, cutting the brain spinal cord frantically, and he couldn't help but die.

The body is crumbling and the soul is dissipating.

Only the spirit lives on!

The steel swords pressed together, and the space around the blades twisted, like glass covered with cracks.

Come on, win or lose, this is my final blow!

Expectation is a burden, but sometimes it is also motivation, and my sword can be heavier!

Hei Yingluo suddenly smiled, but Yingluo felt a light hand. Immediately after, the steel sword representing evil was bounced away, and the steel sword carrying justice sliced through the flesh, cut off the bones, and then sprinkled warm blood into the night sky.

The next moment, the space shattered, and the surging magic power on the outside engulfed the two of them in an instant.