Countless tentacles pierced Kirito's feet like a torrential rain, and Kirito ran forward desperately without looking back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The endless earth formed by the iron sand cracked countless cracks behind him, and it was already close to collapse.

"Jingle Bell!"

The twin swords collided with the continuously attacking tentacles, and the divine soldiers, which were said to be as hard as the Kusanagi sword, also collapsed inch by inch in the collision, until only two sword hilts remained.

Although the balance of victory has begun to tilt in favor of Kotaro Kazemo, the two sides are still evenly matched.

Although the tentacles of the wind demon Kotaro shattered Kirito's sword, most of it was cut off because he couldn't keep up with Kirito's sharp blade.

Obviously absorbing most of Kirito's spiritual energy, Kirito was still so energetic in front of his eyes, and it made him feel even more tricky......

Those who are chased by death can burst out with unlimited potential, and Kirito is exactly like this, and after the absence of chakras and meridian restrictions, Kirito's inspiration erupts like a volcano.

A sonic impact moved behind Wind Demon Kotaro, and the iron sand condensed into countless bullets, which pierced into Wind Demon Kotaro's body like a wild bee out of its nest under electromagnetic acceleration.

Even with those strange eyes, he couldn't defend himself against such a fierce attack, and Wind Demon Kotaro could only give up the trouble of going to Kirito and raise his arm to block his body.

After all, under such a dense strafing fire, if he hits the main body, he will be finished.

Kirito also saw what Wind Demon Kotaro was thinking, and the iron sand formed a steel hurricane under his dancing hands, enveloping Wind Demon Kotaro.

"Magnetic escape. Metal Storm! ”

A terrifying hum resounded in the black and white space, and the tentacles disintegrated into pieces in the massive blender, just as Kotaro did to Kirito.

The tentacles' terrifying regeneration ability could not keep up with the non-stop grinding of the iron sand, and the extremely fast flying iron sand was like a grinding wheel, polishing the wind demon Kotaro into the shape Kirito wanted.

Wind Demon Kotaro tried to break free, but the storm pulled him tightly, pressing there and rubbing constantly, and if this continued, Wind Demon Kotaro would sooner or later turn into powder and float in this space.

It looks fruitful, but Kirito is still not satisfied: Kotaro's body is still too large, and the efficiency of iron sand grinding is still too slow. And Wind Demon Kotaro didn't give up absorbing and eroding his spiritual space until he was like this, but he didn't have a way to resist erosion, and it is estimated that this space collapsed before Wind Demon Kotaro completely turned into debris.

Kiritto also doesn't rule out that Kotaro the Wind Demon has no intention of taking the initiative, such as now......

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and his toes stepped on the ground, and his figure retreated several meters away.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to play a sneak attack trick on my territory?"

Kirito looked coldly at the place where he had been standing, and the wind demon Kotaro was slowly revealing half of his body, and the tentacles behind his back were dancing wildly.

And the giant surrounded by the hurricane in the distance quickly dried up like a leaky balloon.

"Anyway, you're going to die soon, so let you bark here......"

In the face of the sarcasm of the wind demon Kotaro, Kirito was chilled, and he thought of a possibility.

But he couldn't believe it, his arms waving in the air, but not half a grain of iron sand danced at his command, and he knew that the reality he feared and wanted to see the least was coming.

"Did you just react? Little one, I have to say you're too sluggish! ”

Kirito's ugly face made Kazema Kotaro's smile even more proud, and the tentacles swung more quickly.

"Ming Xiu plank road, secretly crossing Chen Cang, what a good means!"

This sentence was coldly squeezed out between his teeth, and a rare trace of depression appeared on Kirito's face.

It's a simple strategy, but it's surprisingly useful.

This old immortal ostensibly made a gesture of fighting to the death, and turned into a giant to fight Kirito, secretly placing those disgusting wireworms underground, slowly eroding the space like tree roots.

And he was pulled by the giant, relaxed his vigilance, and had no time to care about the story under the ground, but he didn't know that his spiritual space had been firmly grasped in the palm of his hand.

All this is estimated to have been planned when that Thunder Escape Ninjutsu exploded, although he was reincarnated as a human, he could not compare to this old fox who had lived for almost two hundred years.

"Okay, it's time for this farce to come to an end, now just let the old man crush you."

Wind Demon Kotaro knows the truth of killing everything, countless heroes are not all defeated in the last few words of nonsense, he has no habit to live to this day.

You can talk nonsense at any time, but not at this time.

The tentacles rushed towards Kirito with lightning speed, leaving no time for Kirito to react.

Watching the tentacles expand in his eyes, Kirito felt that its speed was so slow.

Are you going to die? It is said that the sight of a person before death becomes very slow.

Kirito tasted this feeling, and this feeling of near death did not bring him the slightest panic, but instead a lot of messy thoughts popped up in his heart.

If you are stabbed, will it hurt, will it only feel for a moment, or will you feel the pain all the time, will you go to another world in a daze after you die, for sure, after all, this is how you came here, what will the next world be like? What kind of scenery awaits you? Is it the Spire Church or the Cloud Palace, or the Primeval Jungle or the Starbase?

It's really exciting......

The tentacles grew slower and slower until they stood still in front of Kirito's chest.

"Has time stood still?"

As soon as Kirito had such a thought, the tentacle curled back quickly.

"Can't we turn back time?"

Rubbing his eyes, Kirito looked at all this in disbelief.

"Ahhh Damn it! My eyes! You have betrayed me! ”

The terrible howl came belatedly, and Kirito followed the tentacles that had been withdrawn to see the Wind Demon Kotaro who had won the battle rolling on the ground with his eyes covered.

Is this the so-called happiness and sorrow?!

Kirito saw the blood flowing between the fingers of the wind demon Kotaro and felt the same way......

It's not a psychological effect, it's a real experience of the pain that pierces the heart.

Because, too, he felt the burning pain in his eyes......

Along with the pain, the scenery he saw was marked with irregular cracks......

As the rift became denser and denser, Kirito was a little scared, would his eyes lose their light?

This worry disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the world was clear again.

But in the blink of an eye, the sight resurfaced.

He saw more clearly and more carefully.

The whole world is like a vase that has been broken and put back together, and although it remains intact in form, it has been broken.

Kirito did not feel the slightest discomfort, but felt a peculiar beauty, such as the sudden shattering of ice for thousands of years, irregular fragments layer upon layer, but the regularity of it is so obvious, there is a strong three-dimensional feeling, just like ice cracked porcelain, which is pleasing to the eye.

In particular, the tentacles that writhe not far away are covered with such tortuous cracks, and the cracks divide the surface of the tentacles into magnificent patterns, like a beautiful spotted snake, so that Kirito can't help but touch them.

The moment the fingertips touched, the "spotted snake" was cut off by the waist.

"It's an amazing feeling......

Kirito couldn't help but exclaim, in these eyes, destruction and art were perfectly blended.

"Destruction is art!"