Chapter 456: Come!

When the game reached the end, it was already dark, and the lake field also turned on the dazzling spell lights early, colorful and cheering for the players.

The water of the lake is completely opaque, but it can refract a colorful circle of light.

In the focused bright lights, the daytime clouds and breeze stepped lightly into the giant lake.

He was dressed in black, wearing an old-colored blue scarf, a sword on his left and a sword on his right, and an ancient spirit maid hanging from his waist, like a swordsman who went to a banquet alone, with a calm face and no fear.

Entering the lake field, he was a little surprised in his heart.

It looks like you're fighting on a lake, but it's only a thin layer of water, and you don't even have the soles of your shoes, so you feel like you're stepping on a thin mist.

While he was thinking, this time his opponent, a fanatic in the same black suit, walked into the arena of the lake.

The madman is like coming from hell, dressed in pitch-black armor, impermeable to the wind, and the light and shadow retreat,

The holes in the pitch-black mask were occupied by two flickering balls of thunder, and the hair behind it fluttered slowly and disorderly as if it were attached to static electricity.

Daylight's gaze was naturally drawn to it, and he thought that the madman was a tough opponent, and it was likely that he was the strongest of the top thirty-two players.

To be honest, Daylight was looking forward to meeting the fanatics at first, and there was some inexplicable relationship between them.

In the City of a Thousand Planets, he was ambushed by the Straw Hat Man and trapped in the barrier, dying.

At the last moment, the madman appeared and broke the barrier of the straw hat man with the power of thunder, saving him.

Later, the Thousand Stars Monk intervened to stop the Straw Hat Man, but the maniac who had helped at the beginning was nowhere to be found.

Bai Tian has always been very strange about the identity and motive of the madman, he thought at first that the madman might be a person from the City of a Thousand Stars, but the Venerable Six Dao only knew the source of the armor, which was said to be a cursed armor, which was placed in the secret treasure house of Fujun City and taken away by the Thunder King Gu Cuo.

Daylight was already surprised to see the fanatics in the Immortal Fighting Tournament at first.

He wanted to find a chance to talk to the fanatic, but the other party usually couldn't see anyone at all except for appearing in the game.

And after learning about the faction of the fanatic, Dayday's curiosity cooled directly.

Behind the black maniac is the Blood God Temple, everything makes sense, when he was in Huarong City, Yu Sin'er said that he would help him at a critical time.

Then this black maniac is undoubtedly the minions of the remnant of Sin.

Did you follow him from the time you left Huarong City?

His gaze at the madman grew cold, and the words he wanted to say and the questions he wanted to ask turned into nothingness, leaving only anger in his heart.

The bell rings, the barrier rises, and the game begins.

The madman drew his long black sword, and black lightning encircled the blade, making a thunderous sound from behind the mask. "Mr. Six, are you ready?"

Daylight said coldly, "I'm ready to defeat you." ”

"Solid. "Bai Tian used the solid word trick, opened the invisible sword qi shield, and slapped a wind talisman on his body, increasing his speed and narrowing the gap with the madmen of the third realm.

Brother sword, the demon knife automatically unsheathed, slapped the storage bag, and sacrificed the fire giant sword.

Three distinct swords hung side by side overhead.

"Imperial !!" snorted during the day, and all the movements were done in one go, only in the blink of an eye.

Three distinct swords turned into three swords and disappeared in a flash, besieging the madman from three directions.

The madman did not defend either, but rushed straight up, and on the way to sprint, as if he had foreseen the attack trajectory of the three swords, the pitch-black electric sword volleyed a circle in the air, leaving a circular lightning bolt that bounced all three flying swords away.

Bai Tian was surprised in his heart, just by virtue of swordsmanship, he could dissolve the six-word sword construction technique, what a superb skill.

The three flying swords controlled by the royal character jue were very powerful in terms of speed and destructive power, but they were dissolved by the maniac with one sword.

Only a god-like prediction can judge the intersection of the three swords, so as to crack it with one move.

In the blink of an eye, the madman was close at hand, and the black lightning sword slashed at him, and the gap in the realm, he easily split the daytime invisible sword qi shield.

However, the sword slashed at some kind of hard object, and the black sword was ricocheted.

The madman muffled, "It's this puppet again." ”

The Ancient Spirit Maid stood in front of Daylight, crossed his arms, and blocked the sword.

Daylight was behind the spirit maid, and with a hook of his hand, he began to be shot back by the three flying swords that flew in the air, attacking the fanatic from behind.

The madman raised his free left hand, conjured a thunderous claw out of thin air, and grabbed three flying swords.

The three swords were trapped between the fingers of the Thunder Claw, and it was difficult to enter a single bit.

Bai Tian was stunned for a moment and said, "Your hand speed is quite fast." ”

"Mr. Six, I'm curious, how did you survive until now that you are so weak?" The maniac's right hand holding the sword began to press down, and the electric light of the black long sword increased exponentially.

The arms of the Ancient Spiritual Maid began to tremble, and their endurance seemed to be at a critical level.

With a bang, thunder and lightning exploded.

The Ancient Spirit Maid fell on Bai Day, and the puppet and the master were all blown away by the thunderstorm.

This blow made Bai Tian unable to move, and his body was full of jumping arcs, forming a power grid and paralyzing his body.

Thankfully, the water in the Water Field is not real water and does not conduct electricity, otherwise it would be difficult to resist.

The madman raised his right hand, pointed his sword at the sky, and from the tip of the sword burst a thin line of lightning into the sky.

The madman slowly lowered his sword-wielding hand, the tip of his sword pointing at the paralyzed day. "Thunder burial. ”

The clear sky slashed a column of black lightning and obliterated the day.

In the midst of the lightning, the star beads on the chest of the day glowed blue, and a large amount of spiritual power was poured into the rune cloth.

With a finger towards the sky, the rune cloth strip automatically untied from the scabbard of the brother's sword, turning into a swimming dragon, circling and flying above the day's head, forming a streamer umbrella to block the thunder and lightning.

Thunder and lightning crackled like a torrential rain on an umbrella.

The day opened the Heavenly Eye of War, and his eyes turned golden, watching the maniac's every move.

The pillar of lightning lasted for more than a minute, and all the power was blocked by the rune cloth.

Dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead during the day, and he couldn't afford to use rune cloth in this realm.

Seeing that the attack did not work, the fanatic grabbed it in the air and had an extra lightning spear in his hand.

The pitch-black lightning on the surface of the spear was like a strand of hair standing on end.

The fanatic took two steps and threw his spear into the day with all his might.

As the time of the Battle Sky Eye slowed down, the black lightning spear reached the front of him almost instantly.

Daytime's hair and scarves are absorbed by static electricity and flutter forward.

The speed was so fast that most of the spectators outside the arena couldn't even capture the trajectory of the black electric spear.

The power of the lightning overhead had waned, and in the slow flow of time, the day shouted.

"Come on!".

The strip of rune cloth hovering over his head was summoned back to his body, forming a circle in front of him.

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