As soon as he thought of this, the blade suddenly let out a loud shout, and the armor worn on the upper half of his body suddenly exploded, revealing his muscular bones. At this time, in his body, there was an endless amount of mad force surging out.

The cyan brilliance and black flames complemented each other, reflecting his arrogant and upright figure.

The blade bends its legs slightly, half-crouches down, holds the scimitar in its right hand and holds it horizontally in front of its chest, and holds the "purgatory" in its left hand behind its back. His long, silky blue-gray mane fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, he let out a war cry that resounded through the sky.

It was the sound of the battle horn.

Sophia's eyes flashed, and she quickly put on her armor again, and the golden flames on the silver spear that was pointed at the blade burned even more vigorously in an instant, and a cluster of flames 'hula' flew high.

With a slight step on the blade, his entire body suddenly turned into nothingness.

At the moment when the blade disappeared, Sophia suddenly stabbed her back with a pistol.

This time, there was no thunderous explosion, only a crisp resonance of gold and iron.

The blade appeared in Sophia's back at some point, and his right scimitar slashed horizontally, resisting the tip of the silver spear that Sophia turned around and stabbed.

The blade snorted, and the left hand behind his back swung out like lightning, and the "Purgatory" in his hand swung up from Sophia's crotch with a raging black flame from the bottom up. Sophia's eyes were cold, although she couldn't see her expression behind her mask, but she could clearly hear her angry scolding: "Shameless." Immediately, she hurriedly retreated with the silver spear in her hand, pressing down horizontally, blocking the "purgatory" from the sharp blade swinging up from her crotch.

As soon as the black flame on the "purgatory" knife came into contact with the golden flame on the silver war spear, a boom was heard, and the blade and Sophia each flew backwards more than ten meters away, and countless black or red flame meteors scattered and flew towards the farther periphery outside the dueling arena.

The Tyrannosaurus Knight, who was a little closer to the battle, accidentally touched a little bit of spark, and immediately screamed, fell from the back of the velociraptor he was riding, and rolled and wailed on the ground. The raging flames burned wildly on them, and even the steel armor was melted, so panicked that the surrounding tyrannosaurus knights who were accustomed to the fighting spirit of the ice attribute used to the fighting qi in their bodies one after another, or formed an ice wall and ice cover to resist the flying sparks, or condensed ice balls and hit the comrades who were on fire for the purpose of extinguishing the fire.

Sophia and the blade stepped on the ground at the same time, and attacked each other again with lightning speed. I saw Sophia screaming, the spear was steep, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and dozens of shots were stabbed in the blink of an eye, and the guns and guns were all attacked everywhere in the sharp eyes, mouth, nose, and heart. And the two war knives in the hand of the blade, one long and one short, were handed forward at the same time, and they met the stabbing war spear without giving in.

Dozens of swords and guns collided in an instant, and once again stirred up the flames in the sky. The figures of the two separated again, and then, without hesitation, the two hedged forward again.

Looking at the oncoming young werewolf, Sophia's eyes flashed sharply, the flames on her body seemed to be a little more violent, and the silver war spear was once again preemptively stabbed.

The silver spear, surrounded by raging flames, turned into a brilliant galaxy that was burning itself, bypassing the twin blades of the blade and enveloping him tightly. The stabbing of each shot was like the wind, like lightning, like a flying ribbon, like a rolling thunder, moving and stretching in Sophia's hands, changing in a myriad of ways. The fiery red figure seemed to be dancing, dancing a beautiful and elegant war dance in the world.

Flaming red makeup, flying streamers, sassy and heroic, proud of the world.

Under Sophia's fierce attack, the blade gradually felt overwhelmed. Even after he became mad, he was no match for Sophia, who had reached the realm of a paladin. It was only by relying on the power of the Dark Demon Flame on the "Purgatory" long knife that he barely managed to support Sophia's hands. At this moment, Sophia's offensive became more and more fierce, and when the blade was fully stimulating the power of the Dark Demon Flame of the 'Purgatory' long knife, the power of the Dark Demon Flame that he was most worried about also broke out.

The blade only divided a part of its fighting energy to suppress the dark demon flame in its body. Under the situation, his situation under Sophia's gun became more and more worrying.

He had to strike with all his might to get the winner out as quickly as possible.

The sharp blade suddenly swung away a shot from Sophia, retreated dozens of meters backwards, roared wildly, and the two knives in his hands crossed and collided together, and the two clouds of light, one green and one black, burst out violently. In front of the blade, a cyan ball of light condensed by fighting qi appeared out of thin air, quickly changing from small to large, and finally formed a giant cyan ball of light with a diameter of one meter. And on the surface of the cyan ball of light, there were countless thick black flame streams flying around, sizzling. Home

The blade took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain of the dark demon flame in his body, and with a loud shout, with a wave of his double blades, the cyan ball of light with a stream of black flames immediately roared and flew towards Sophia. At the same time, the blade quickly inserted the "Purgatory" long knife in his hand back into the dark green sharkskin scabbard at his waist, and sealed it again, so as not to continue to suffer from the dark demon flames.

At the same time, the blade also lifted its frenzied state. His brain, which had been in chaos for too long, had gradually begun to fall into chaos due to the fact that it had been in frenzy for too long, and it had also regained its clarity.

Looking at the huge cyan ball of light that flew quickly, Sophia's eyes were like water, and she was not shocked, but she just clenched the silver war spear in her hand. She let out a clear whistle and flew towards the huge cyan ball of light.

The golden flame fighting qi on Sophia's body burned even more violently, reflecting the fiery red armor on her body with red and gold, and it was brilliant. At the moment when it was about to make contact with the cyan ball of light, the silver war spear in Sophia's hand stabbed out rapidly.

The cyan ball of light suddenly stopped moving forward for a moment.

A ripple of energy appeared out of thin air, centered on the cyan ball of light, spreading out in all directions. I heard a loud sound that shook the sky, and the cyan ball of light exploded with a brilliant light that was far superior to the rays of the sun in the sky.

The wind whipped the blade's hair, and he squinted at the center of the explosion, barely able to open his eyes with a dazzling light.

Is it all over? Even a paladin must not be able to survive such a powerful explosion, right?" Blade lowered the scimitar in his hand and thought silently.

Suddenly, a faint, faint red shadow crept into the eyes of the blade through the thick dust stirred up by the explosion.

The blade's heart tightened suddenly, the pupils of his eyes contracted, and he saw that in the center of the explosion, in the raging wind, a delicate figure in fiery red armor rushed out and rushed towards him, unwaveringly pounced. On the tip of the silver spear pointed directly at him, there was a cluster of golden flames that changed color, the color was pure white, burning and dancing gently, and it looked so soft, so holy .......

It is said that between heaven and earth, the flame of light that can burn everything is the color of pure white.

When his life was at stake, the blade let out a low roar, his mane stood on end, and he used the little remaining fighting qi in his body to condense a cyan shield, protecting his entire body.

At the same time as the cyan fighting qi shield condensed, the silver battle spear stabbed right in front of the blade. The moment the spear stabbed the shield, the shield shook suddenly, and then shook violently, crumbling to break. Countless streams of pure white flames scattered in all directions, and the flames rose, shining brightly.

At this time, although Sophia was not injured in the previous huge explosion, she obviously lost most of the strength in her body in order to resist the impact of the explosion. Otherwise, she would not be a paladin who could not pierce the fighting shield held out by a ninth-level warrior with a single shot.

Still, little by little, the silver spear was inserted into the shield. As the silver spear advanced slowly but firmly, the shield recessed inward.

Raising the ground, a blazing white light flashed, and after shaking twice, the fighting qi shield was finally broken by the silver war spear. At the moment when the shield was broken, the blade waved the scimitar in his hand and slashed at the body of the silver war spear, only to hear the sound of 'dang', the scimitar was swung away by the silver war spear, and did not stop the advance of the silver war spear in the slightest.

The silver spear is like a poisonous snake in hunting, locking the target to the heart of the blade.

At the last moment, the sharp blade raised his left hand, firmly grasped the head of the war spear, and in the midst of loud cheers, he used all his strength to finally curb the advance of the war spear.

The pure white flames burning on the head of the spear instantly engulfed the left palm of the blade. A puff of green smoke rose up, and there was the sound of the skin and flesh being burned, sizzling.

After a brief wrestling, the silver spear moved again, slowly, inch by inch, towards the heart of the blade. The blade roared in his throat, and with all his strength, he pulled the silver spear away from his heart, but the pure white flames burning from the head of the spear burned his palm in excruciating pain. Finally, the blade could no longer bear the pain, howled miserably, and let go of his palm.

Although the silver spear lost its external resistance, it also lost its accuracy, and instead of inserting it into the heart of the blade, it inserted itself into the right chest of the blade. There was no blood flowing from the wound on the blade's right chest, only a charred black, because the flames on the spear had instantly dried up all the blood from the wound.

The blade looked at the beautiful eyes hidden behind the mask for a moment before smiling miserably, "I'm defeated." Soon, however, the expression on his face changed, and his voice turned to a dark one, and he roared and roared, "But I will never die at your hands like this!"