Chapter 380: Bloodstains

The fairy sword fell, and the power was shocking.

This time, the furious Qingshi Fairy did not spare his hand. And in the face of a peak extreme master, she can't be allowed to hide her clumsiness.

Old Arthur made a move with one hand, and the holy sword in the stone lying quietly on the stone table turned into a streamer of light and jumped into his palm. The body of the Holy Sword in the Stone that seemed to have a spirit trembled slightly, emitting one cyan halo after another.

The fit between the Holy Sword in the Stone and King Arthur is higher than that of Old Arthur, but the Holy Sword in the Stone has been with Old Arthur for the longest time, forming an invisible tacit understanding that is higher than the fit. It's like the unity of the human sword in the way of the sword.

Old Arthur and the Holy Sword in the Stone have teamed up against the enemy countless times, living and dying together. In addition, the strength of Old Arthur is much higher than that of King Arthur, and it can also make the Holy Sword in the Stone exert its transcendent combat power that is close to the peak. Therefore, the holy sword in the stone, which had already given birth to spirituality, let out a happy whisper.

With a long roar, Old Arthur's old body exuded a terrifying aura. Holding the holy sword in the stone, he went straight to meet the fairy sword that Qingshi Fairy ruthlessly fell.

Bite!

There was a crisp sound, like a freeze in time and space.

Then, a terrifying ripple of energy spread in all directions, causing the air currents in the surrounding space to riot.

King Arthur, who was the only spectator, withstood the tremendous pressure and quickly retreated. The duel between the two masters at the peak of the Extreme Dao was definitely not something he could mix. Even the energy fluctuations that spread out were enough to seriously injure him.

It was once said: There are ants under the extreme!

King Arthur was arrogant, and he didn't want to give his life in vain for the sake of a momentary hero.

The Qingshi Fairy floated and then retreated, connecting the dots under her feet after landing. Each jog leaves a shallow indentation in the ground. If you poke the surface of the dent with your finger, you will be shocked to find that the shallow dent will collapse in an instant, and it will sink to the ground at a distance of about one meter.

On the other side, Old Arthur was extremely violent compared to the grace of the fairy of the green poem. His feet rubbed violently against the ground, leaving two knee-deep straight ravines. I really don't know if Old Arthur's soles caught fire under such high-intensity friction.

Old Arthur said loudly: "Fairy, do you have to kill them all, leaving no room for anything? ”

However. Answer him. But it is the killing sword stained with countless blood in the hands of the Qingshi Fairy.

Old Arthur was also angry, put his feet on the ground, and directly shattered the ground under his feet, and jumped into the air like a cannonball. Fight with the fairy of green poetry in the air.

The collision of the two Extreme Dao peak masters was extremely amazing. The rolling momentum shattered the night. It also made the surrounding space faintly collapse. Spatial ripples appear from time to time.

King Arthur retreated again and again, his bewitching face pale and terrifying. Only then did he realize at this moment that the Dao Qingshi Fairy had not done his best when he fought with them. The reason why he used a killer move as soon as he came up was that he just wanted to settle the battle as soon as possible. These are the people of them. Not qualified to let the Qingshi Fairy waste time.

Rumble!

There was a shocking bang, and the two figures flew back upside down.

Old Arthur's spirit was sluggish, his old body trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth of the hand holding the holy sword in the stone directly cracked, and blood flowed down his fingers.

Falling backwards in the air like a flying butterfly, the Qingshi Fairy threw the nameless fairy sword into the air, and pinched out a strange seal with both hands.

At the moment when the handprint was formed, the nameless immortal sword that penetrated into the night bloomed into a colorful light that illuminated this heaven and earth and disappeared.

At this moment, Old Arthur's face changed greatly, and after roaring angrily, he suddenly turned around, holding the holy sword in the stone and slashing straight at King Arthur.

King Arthur was cold, and his liver and gall were broken. A deep death crisis looms over my mind. And the source of this crisis did not come from Old Arthur, but an unpredictable awe-inspiring killing machine.

Scold!

The otherwise calm space in front of King Arthur suddenly distorted slightly, forming an eerie folded surface. Then, the space seemed to be torn apart by some kind of supreme force, and a dazzling colorful brilliance was transmitted through.

King Arthur's blue pupils suddenly constricted, filled with horror. He clearly saw that in that colorful brilliance was wrapped in a fairy sword full of killing aura.

The sharp tip of the sword pierced King Arthur's eyebrows.

Bite!

Just as the tip of the sword was about to sink into King Arthur's eyebrows, Old Arthur's attack arrived. The cyan halo in his hand slammed into the immortal sword.

The fairy sword was deflected, missing King Arthur's vital point, but it left a deep blood mark on King Arthur's handsome and bewitching face.

"Ah......h

King Arthur cried out in pain, the pain that pierced his bones. If he had been cut by an ordinary weapon, he might not even frown. But the nameless fairy sword in the hands of the Qingshi Fairy is a divine sword that is not inferior to any holy object, and it is incomparably sharp, so it is needless to say, plus it has followed the Qingshi Fairy for many years and has been killed countless times, which makes it contaminated with infinite resentment and blood, and when it hurts people, it will have a magical effect of destroying the spirit and will.

Blood stained from King Arthur's eyebrows to the corner of his left eye. I don't know if it's due to luck or old Arthur's ingenious control, if there is a slight deviation, King Arthur's left eye will be completely ruined!

Half of his face was covered with hot blood, and King Arthur's heart-wrenching roar intensified rather than stop.

It's not just physical pain, it's a tremor that comes from the soul.

King Arthur knew that this scar would stay with him for the rest of his life.

Looking at the cold-faced Qingshi Fairy, King Arthur slowly closed his eyes, and the trembling of his eyelids affected the scars, making King Arthur's face slightly distorted. When he opened his eyes again, his azure eyes were filled with endless indifference. Grinning, full of forest.

"Qingshi, you deceive people too much!" Old Arthur was furious, he knew that his grandson's preference for his appearance could not tolerate the slightest flaw. But now, he was drawn by the Qingshi Fairy with a blood mark that will accompany him for the rest of his life. I can't help but be angry!

With a long roar, the furious old Arthur held the holy sword in the stone and slashed towards the Qingshi Fairy.

A mad peak extreme master would be incomparably terrifying.

Fairy Qingshi smiled coldly, and with one move, the nameless fairy sword fell into his palm. Then he slashed out a sword without any fancy and collided with Old Arthur's attack.

Rumble......

A terrifying momentum spread out, and the fierce energy shot in all directions, destroying everything around them.

The Qingshi Fairy disappeared directly into the night with the rebound power derived from the collision, and the cold voice floated in the night: "This time, it's just a lesson. Next time, it will be the end of your fate! ”

Seeing the Qingshi Fairy leaving, the aggrieved old Arthur roared angrily in the sky, and the momentum of the drum annihilated everything around him.

Fortunately, old Arthur did not lose consciousness, otherwise, King Arthur would have been tragic.

Old Arthur fell in front of King Arthur, and his old body trembled.

Looking at his grandson, whose face was half red with blood, Old Arthur's lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a while.

King Arthur endured the pain, smiled brightly, shook his head and said, "Grandpa, my grandson is fine!" ”

As soon as his tone changed, King Arthur said again: "Grandpa, my grandson has grown up......"

At this moment, the old Arthur, who has not shed tears for decades, is full of tears! (To be continued......)