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A silver light suddenly pulled out of the waist of the god night, and at the moment when the dazzling light reached the body, the trajectory of Morist's forward path slightly arced, and when he turned around suddenly, the majestic power suddenly erupted in a small movement, like a torrent gushing out of a small pool, and a subtle and ethereal light lit up in the palm of his hand, deflecting the surging sword light like a match.

The sword light fell on his side, not touching the ground, but the whole land was centered on it, and suddenly a circle of smoke and dust was raised.

The two were separated at the touch of a touch and stood against each other.

It seems to be evenly divided, but Zhang Yang, who silently zoomed in on the picture, obviously noticed that at the moment of staggering, Mortiste's body trembled slightly, and at the same time, his always natural and charming figure was also a little stagnant.

I don't know if it's due to injury.

Mortiste looked at the other earnestly and cautiously, with no panic in his eyes. When each other's qi is locked, wanting to turn around and flee is tantamount to giving up their lives.

Yujin Ye never put away the knife, his thick right arm grabbed the narrow sword, but it was full of a strange sense of power, staring at Mortiste in front of him, his expression was still cold, but there was a little more solemnity. The anger in his eyes also turned into a fighting spirit, like wind and water, but it was not wavering.

In front of the horizontal knife's chest, two fingers gently wiped the blade of the knife, and Sen Ran said: "The name of the knife is Rachel, please advise." ”

Zhang Yang could distinguish the shape of his mouth from the picture, and when he heard the word "Rachel", his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Rachel" is one of Sakurajima's famous knives, formerly known as "Chidori", and is the knife of the famous general Tachibana Michiyuki, named after Tachibana Michiyuki who used it to cut off falling thunder. Such a famous knife, the person who can have it is definitely not a simple person.

At the same time as Zhang Yang changed his mind, the two had already begun to fight each other completely.

The sword light and dagger shadows, the cold air is pressing, but there is only a dull collision of fists and feet. Modeste, who showed his true strength, was like a phantom under the moon, originally thinking that he was only proficient in daggers, but at this moment, even if he skimmed the dagger. The offensive ability he showed was also above the publicity, and the cold light that flashed suddenly was even more murderous.

Around the night of the gods. Like a butterfly fluttering at night, the shape of the body changes in a short distance, just like a flash, front and back, left and right, ghostly and close. and retreated like lightning.

Judging from the scene, it was Mortiste who completely had the upper hand, constantly changing directions, and attacking with all his might, while Mijinya was completely on the defensive, and it seemed that there was still some weakness.

But there was no joy in Zhang Yang's eyes.

No matter how fast Moriste's body speed is, it can't be faster than the speed at which Mijinya swings his sword. Although the strange right arm looked extremely strange, the surging power in it was enough for him to completely control the Taidao that could only be used by ordinary people's hands with one hand, making it extremely flexible. The length of the right arm is more than ten centimeters longer than that of ordinary people. It also makes his knife light enough to protect every corner of his body.

In addition to his sword skills, his fists, shoulders, elbows, and knees are all weapons, and the martial arts of hand-to-hand combat are also at the peak, and the whole person is like a killing machine.

Mortiste suddenly appeared on the left side of the god night, and the spirit wings in his hand were like a spirit snake spitting letters. Wiping the left arm of the god, the god flew back two steps, and at the same time, the light of Rachel's sword was already coming from the top down, slashing with force.

The spirit wings disappeared suddenly. In the air, Mortiste's body suddenly spun in a strange arc, and in the sound of the wind breaking, the spirit wings had already appeared behind the god night with him, stabbing towards the back of the neck.

Mijinya didn't have time to turn around, but the Rachel in his hand was like having eyes. Drilled out from the waist and pointed straight at Mortist's heart. Mortiste turned slightly, dodging Rachel, and while stepping on the back knee of Mijinya with his right foot, he took out his pistol from his left hand at some point and fired a precise shot at the back of the head.

The moment a thin gunshot rang out from the silencer, Mijinya's head jerked away, and in the middle of the step, Rachel's brilliance suddenly flourished, and the peacock slashed sideways like a screen, and Mortiste retreated again......

In the phantom-like movement, no one noticed that his face gradually turned white, and the light of the thunder knife was reflected in his pupils, except for caution and thinking, he was still extremely calm. His eyes flashed slightly, and the strange power transmitted from the opponent's knife ......

Mijinya's expression was also cold and solemn, in addition to the speed of the other party's speed like light and shadow, every moment he slashed, the blade would be pulled and pulled by the force from countless directions, which made him need more strength than usual to control the blade. This power ......

Zhang Yang stared at the screen intently, and the two of them had a wonderful and chaotic fight to the extreme, which made him inevitably shocked. After all, with his current strength, Xiao Suke has not arranged an opponent of this level for him for the time being.

One is fierce and explosive, the other is light and ghostly, from the beginning to the present, the weapons of the two have never even clashed once, and the control and speed of response shown in this are really beyond his reach. And the kaleidoscopic offensive methods of both sides amazed him even more.

Mortiste was always avoiding intersecting with the opponent's weapons, which made him very suspicious, but his form changed direction in an instant without any froze, completely subverting inertia and mechanics, how did he do it......

After some amazement, he shook his head violently, only then did he suddenly remember the current situation, looked at the drawings, and then looked at the direction of the two people in the struggle who gradually shifted, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It's complicated, but since the two of them jumped down from the fourth floor, it has only been less than half a minute, and no one in the castle has even reacted, and they are still searching in the castle.

In the open space of nearly 100 meters between the city wall and the ancient castle, two figures, accompanied by countless dull explosions and occasional slight gunshots, rolled up smoke and dust, like entangled tornadoes, and gradually moved towards the city wall.

Gojinya was naturally aware of his intentions, but when he arrived at the city wall, it was also beneficial to him, and when he leaned against the city wall, he instantly lost half of the attack range.

"Yes, this is it." Zhang Yang, who was looking at the picture, suddenly said softly.

Mortiste didn't speak, his eyes flashed when he looked at the city wall, and the whole person suddenly appeared in front of the god night, completely ignoring the god night, and suddenly raised the speed to the peak, rushing towards the city wall!

"Dreaming!" Mijinya's expression was fierce, thinking that he wanted to rush to the city wall in one go, and suddenly he grabbed the sword in both hands and slashed down at his back.

But at this moment, Mortist, who was rushing forward with all his might, was suddenly rebounded by an invisible barrier, and his speed was even better, but the spirit wing that was holding back this time was defending Rachel with all his might!

A cold smile bloomed in the eyes of the god of the night, and the sword momentum was impossibly faster for another moment, and at the same time, the brilliant electric light completely spread to the blade.

Blade to blade!

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the sharp sound of electricity sounded from the earphones, and Zhang Yang, who was startled, threw it away, and in the picture, Mortist's body suddenly filled with blood mist, and the whole person crashed into the city wall like a cannonball.

And the city wall was really knocked open by him with a big hole!

Mijin Ye also flew back, and his face turned pale for a while, and he could only watch as Mortiste rolled on the spot, and then escaped into the olive grove of nearly a thousand acres outside the city walls...... (To be continued.) )

ps: The real Rachel is a big knife, more than two meters long, the story needs it, write it as a knife, don't mind......