For a moment, the sword Lancer seemed to be in the midst of a storm in the Qiankun circle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From all directions, 360 degrees at the same time, countless golden circles piercing mountains and cracked stones were shot at the same time, surrounding the girl knights, and there was no way out. With even one hit, she loses the ability to dodge and is drowned in the fury of the waves until her soul is gone.

In various cartoon works about Nezha, this scene is probably no stranger to the audience. It may seem like an innocuous juggling, but only those who are caught in it can feel the horror of this overwhelming sea of mountains and seas.

In just a short breath, the long path of the boulder under the girl's feet was cut off a layer, and this was only the impact of the aftermath. Even if she danced the tenacious spear in her hand without leaking, the Qiankun circle that weighed as heavy as a thousand pounds was still weakening her physical strength, and if she continued like this, her defenses would be flawed within five breaths.

Nezha stood outside the encirclement, watching coldly. He neither let the Qiankun circle show mercy, nor did he take the opportunity to "attack the human circle", but just watched each other without helping. Every time the gun and the gold ring collided, it was like a beautiful rain sound, which came into Nezha's ears.

Gradually, a smile appeared on his face.

In an instant, he seemed to see the figures of countless girls rising in the sea of golden light.

They are armed with quaint spears, or pounce or lie down, or capture or resist, or hold or pick, flash and move, and fight in all directions at night.

Each shot defuses a thunderous blow from the Qiankun circle, and every action is like a magic work of nature, precise and in place, impeccable.

With a bright drink, Lancer, the sword that had broken through the rainstorm of the Qiankun Circle, burst out with a spear, his blue eyes bursting with a resolute grit, but the corners of his mouth hung with a rebellious smile.

It was a fearless smile that only an uninhibited person who sees the battlefield as his home.

In other words, only this kind of person who is extraordinarily confident in martial arts will choose this method of breaking the siege with an instantaneous outburst. Don't dodge, don't dodge, don't have extra time to find the opponent's weaknesses, but hard against hard, frontal rigid, how many laps you come, how many guns I have, only more accurate, no in case.

What a good opponent.

The flame-tipped spear in Nezha's palm burst into flames again, and at this moment, he saw the mouth shape of the girl knight-

Sorry.

If the Servant also broke out in a cold sweat, then Nezha's light armor must have been soaked in cold sweat at this moment.

There was a huge burst of force from the spear, which was a powerful impact that the sword Lancer's previous attack did not have, and in Nezha's surprised eyes, the wrist of the young knight lit up with a holy silver-white light.

The magic is unleashed!

Careless!

Who said that mana can only be used as a fire thruster? How many Heroic Spirits who seem to be petite and cute, but are actually rivals to dragons, are fanatical fans of this skill. You don't have to drag a body of muscles that are eyesore, as long as you have magic to release, it is not a dream to collapse with a punch.

With the support of the powerful magic release skill, the sword Lancer burst out with a far superior tendon power, and unexpectedly swept Nezha's blade with one shot, hitting a big empty door.

Nezha did not hesitate, using the fire-tipped spear as the fulcrum to volley back in the air, several backflips in a row, and finally landed on a Buddha statue more than ten meters away.

Looking at the girl who didn't chase her, Nezha's face was gloomy: "Why don't you chase it?" ”

Lancer the Sword was silent for a few seconds and didn't reply, but a regretful smile crossed his lips.

"Your gunsmith is amazing, and if you practice it diligently, you will definitely be able to improve it. It's a pity that you didn't walk into this battlefield with real killing intent. The girl smiled faintly and continued in a regretful tone: "Although I admire your gentleness, I can't agree with it, a warrior is born to fight, and any evasion and contempt is the greatest disrespect to the opponent. You think that it was an insult to you that I didn't chase you just now, so why don't you despise me if you didn't do your best to kill me? ”

"Your spear skills beyond mortals, as well as the circle of your own spirituality, are not what ordinary people should have, if I guess correctly, you are probably a hero of the Eastern God Dynasty, right? There may also be a pretty good divinity. Then you have to be careful with my next blow. ”

As if an ultimatum had been given, the girl knight's body was filled with a sense of resolute tragedy, as if she was heartache for the imminent exit of the hostile heroic spirit.

"I don't know what you're hiding, but my instincts tell me that you must still have your cards."

"Let me use this treasure to help you make a choice."

seemed to feel some grand power, and the Qiankun circle was like a frightened child, and it swished back to Nezha's wrist.

The girl's silver armor swelled with a pale blue light, at first ethereal and distant, but in an instant it condensed like substance, and exploded into a divine flame that judged everything!

It is a gift inherited from the Holy Grail and by the majesty of God.

Unable to withstand this powerful suppression any longer, cracks burst out from the boulder under the girl's feet, and after a scorched scream, it suddenly shattered, blooming into a flower of broken stone several meters in a radius of several meters.

Nezha didn't have panic or excitement on his face, he just indifferently raised the fire-tipped spear and threw it forward.

Guns are like fire, flying like rain.

The spears that rose with purple flames split into a dozen in the air, like a meteor shower dragging a long tail, and rained down towards the path that the opponent was about to sprint.

Lancer, the sword in the flames, raised his spear, the compassion in his eyes had been buried in his heart, replaced by the determination to punish the gods, but the voice of the flames still carried inexplicable emotion:

"Thy blood be with the world."

"Boom!"

In the midst of the flames, the tip of the ancient spear was melted, and the golden blade wrapped in the blood of the crystal saint revealed its true face, the blood was not dazzling, but flashed with the light of redemption, and seemed to flow slowly on the fierce spear in the moonlight. And the golden tip of the spear was sharp, and the huge blade was like a dragon-slaying weapon, cutting off all divinity. Red spear wings burst out from both sides of the spear tip, like two sharp daggers, adding a bit of majesty and murderous aura to this solemn spear.

The spear is like a cross representing judgment and rebirth.

Facing the rain of fire, the golden and red spear exerted a very different power in the girl's hand, and the girl's whole body seemed to turn into a meteor and burned with white flames, like the purifying fire from the legendary Holy Grail, which only the pure fool himself could bear, and all the outer ways would be dissolved under this holy fire.

As soon as the first spear came into contact with the flames of the flame, the rain of spears that followed also disappeared under the scorching flames, and the silent flames cared for the pure knight like the gentlest hands, and like the fiercest swords and guns to smash the incoming enemy, the warmest and most merciless.

In Nezha's stunned eyes, the golden and red holy spear finally arrived-

"Immortal Lance Longinus!"

"Poof"

Unlike the great momentum, the final sound was as soft as a gentle murmur.

Piercing through tofu as easily, the huge tip of a spear like a dragon's claw pierced Nezha's body, reflecting a cold, brutal luster in the moonlight.