The breeze is gentle.

The house was torn apart, and the earth was shattered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once again, Shiran dodged the gentle breeze.

It's really gentle, so soft that it's hard to notice.

People live in the air, but who can notice the air all the time unless they are deliberate?

The air is all around you, too natural to notice.

That was the case with the white-clad warrior.

His knife had never been lifted at all. It is just naturally lifted in the hand and hung down by the side, gently swaying with the movement of the body, stirring the air.

But--that damn breeze slash just appeared out of nowhere! Appeared without warning!

If it weren't for Xilang's recent penance cultivation and being quite sensitive to all existences with attributes such as "sharpness", otherwise Xilang's perception would have been invalid!

Somehow, Shiran suddenly remembered what Mr. Tesla once said: "Did you hear that?" The sound of the wind. ”

"Tsk, what a headache...... "Xilang cleaned up his mood, projected a large number of sword lights and sword shadows again, and flew towards the white one in the distance.

And yet, again, as soon as the swords came closer, they were shattered.

There is only a slight flow of air.

Shiran's sprint was interrupted again, and he retreated quickly, but he was still stained with a little giveaway, and a few wounds were added to his body, but he still couldn't get close at all.

“…… Is the range within sight? ”

More than 100 meters away, and also separated by a thick layer of white, Xilang suddenly opened his mouth and muttered softly, and then fled violently.

Where he spoke just now, the breeze was gentle, and the haze was broken.

"Not just sight, but hearing? As long as the orientation is roughly determined, can the knife be deployed? ”

He continued to mumble softly, continued to dodge, and continued to probe.

"No need to wield a knife, because the air stream is your knife."

Take a step back and sit on the horse.

"However, as long as it's a knife, it's easy to do."

Drawing the knife, the black edge line.

The black blade swept through a wisp of fresh wind, disrupting the trajectory of the flow.

"I see it—your blade."

There is no clear dividing line between white and white, causing Temris to become a vague presence.

The man in white in the white mist, at some point, came to Xilang's side and raised his knife-

If the breeze blows, it slides down.

There was a spark, and the clanging of metal.

The projected chest armor is split in half. Along with it, clothing, skin, muscles, blood vessels, ribs, and the left lung were shattered.

And fighting all this, in exchange for the three steps of Xilang's rush to charge.

Between the two, the distance has been reduced to two meters.

Temuris wanted to retreat, but suddenly found that there was an extra wall behind him—a projection of Shiran.

Although it is not very sturdy, Temuris can be shattered as soon as he retreats, but in the end, it will hinder castration, and even disrupt the pace and posture, revealing flaws.

Therefore, Temris stood still, the magic was infused, the technique was stimulated, the effect was blessed, the knife was swung out, the breeze was soft, and the blade was like water.

And what he was facing was-

A simple slash.

The blade turbulence, the wind stops the fog cage.

Click-click......

Shiran's black knife shattered, scattered into bits of brilliance, and returned to the illusion of nothingness.

A thin line appeared on Xilang's body, splitting the clothes, flesh and bones, heart and lungs on both sides of the strait like a strait, intending to cut it in half.

Shiran looked down and exhaled slowly, urging his true qi.

Take the concept as the core -

Using fantasy as a skeleton -

Fill with true qi -

Turned into a real imagination and filled in with all the missing. As a result, all the wounds on Shiran's body disappeared.

It is not a cure, but a filling of the missing parts.

Just as Sheran was about to take a step, an inquiry came from behind him.

"What kind of sword is that?"

"Kenyi."

That was the first and last communication between the two.

The man in red disappeared into the white background.

And the man in white has been dyed red, becoming a variegated color in this white mist.

Glaring, but inconspicuous.

*

The ground in front of her suddenly bulged, blocking Lynn's path.

"The old lady is gone!"

With a roar, Lin slammed the longbow to the ground, pulled out two black and white scimitars from the two scabbards on the left and right of his waist, and rushed directly over like this!

"Dead fat man, take your life!" In just a few breaths, Lin ran more than 100 meters.

“…… What's crazy? Haru was stunned for a moment, raised his left arm and struck directly at Lynn's head, but he was unswerving, unstoppable, and defenseless.

The stabbing was stabbed, the knife was sparkling, but Haru's body was not broken at all.

And Lin, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow strength, was like a butterfly, leaning lightly to the side, and suddenly her body folded, as if she had no bones, avoiding Haru's left arm.

Without waiting for Haru's right fist to strike, Lin reached out and gently touched Haru's left arm to gain momentum, and the whole person drew a graceful arc in mid-air, letting go of the right fist that followed closely.

-- It's just a flash of light.

"-huh?!" Haru's nose moved, and then he snorted, "Strange smell, is it poison?" It's a pity that I have the 'fragrance of the soil', and the poison is useless to me! ”

With a slump under his feet, the ground was like water, and the flowing soil sand and gravel, like hands and claws, stabbed at Lin who was in the process of falling!

"Let's drink the old lady's footwashing water!"

With such a sentence, the trap box on the belt of the armed belt at the waist activated, and the fibers of the thin hairspring were rolled, wound, and retracted by the horsepower.

Lin was dragged by this force, her feet did not touch the ground, and the whole person flew quickly to the rear.

"Also, that strange smell is not poisonous gas......

In the process of flying backwards, a flying knife was clasped in his hand, and the trajectory, speed, direction, and range were calculated, and then he threw it away.

"-- rather, gas bombs!"

The knife slammed into the rocks, sparking a spark.

Here and here, ten steps from Haru.

During the explosion, Lin was pushed by the blast wind to accelerate, and the trapbox pulled her back and collided directly with the longbow stuck in the ground.

"Hmm, it hurts......"

Lynn clutched her waist as she untied the basalt fiber from her longbow and quickly climbed up the earthen wall, alerting the direction of the explosion.

This explosion was not enough to effectively kill the dead fat man.

The fog torn apart by the explosion began to gather again, and white reappeared, taking over the field of vision again.

Holding the black and white blades again, Lin stood silently, a pair of sharp pupils, focusing on the front.

Sure enough, with a heavy pace, Haru's tall shadow cast over the curtain of white mist.

It was also with Haru's pace that the earth began to shake at the same rhythm. And as Haru approached, the earth shook more and more, and the force of more and more force applied to the soles of Lynn's feet again and again, as if the earth was refusing to carry her!

When Haru stepped through the curtain of mist and officially jumped into Lynn's eyes, Haru's last footstep fell heavily-

Lynn jumped to her feet—

The earth is broken!

Broken masonry, broken clods, mud, sand, gravel, and earth rose up angrily, like life spreading, spreading in all directions.

"Casto Ticket ......"

Haru's speech was slurred, and blood was pouring from his mouth and nose, but it was caused by the explosion of inhaled gas bombs in his lungs, trachea, throat and other parts. But these injuries could not stop him at all, and anger had crept up his face.

"But Smack!"

Mud, sand, rock, and soil, the detritus of the earth turned into an ethereal net, spreading and stretching without hesitation, and all those who were caught up in it were clenched into pieces like a fist by these mud, sand, stones, and soil. The crushed products have also joined the ranks of sediment, sand and gravel soil, and have become an integral part of this large net.

"Explosion is art!"

Drinking Tesla's original words in his mouth, Lin threw the thing in his hand violently!

Light and heat violently pushed away the air. Where the heat swept in, the molten crimson fell to the ground, and then slowly cooled, forming a layer of hazy glass.

Taking advantage of the blank space that was blown up, Lin galloped up again.

Haru stepped forward with a sinister smile, looking at the thick mist in the distance, and grunted a few times in his throat.

At his feet, the earth bulged with four dirt bags, and the materials of the earth were rapidly condensing and combining, but in a few breaths, four giant canines with bodies of stone and earth, baring their teeth, shaking their heads, and shaking off dust, gathered around Haru.

"Sada!"

The order was given, and the four stone and earth canine monsters rushed out with a bang, and the speed was very fast.

As long as the prey is on the ground, there is no prey that they can't track!

Run! Jump! Longitudinal! Jump!

Lin does not stop for a moment, like a dragonfly dotting water, on the house, the wall, the eaves, and the roof, borrowing strength everywhere, and the arrow is like flying.

She didn't dare touch the ground.

But even in these high places, she didn't dare to stay long.

Because these buildings built on the earth are also considered to be extensions of the earth. Although it is difficult to manipulate directly with the power of the earth, indirect intervention is still no problem.

"It's really a big loss this time, my mother, I'm going to make a big deal......"

Lynn let out a low sigh.

"So, it's really hard to delay time, catch the enemy or something!"

At this moment, the black and white blades in the sheath suddenly emitted a buzzing sword sound.

"Hero, hurry up!!"