Chapter Seventy-Three: Let's Fight
Chapter Seventy-Three: Let's Fight
"You, you still don't stop me!"
Long Dao was so angry that he didn't expect Najib's son to make a killing move, changing his previous friendliness. Although the previous few times were considered big fights, there was still room for no harm to people's lives, but this time more than 100 people fell in just a few seconds, which is very different from the past.
"Damn! Too careless! Everyone back off! Get out of here, he's not up to you! ”
Wing Chun was so annoyed that he slapped his head, thinking that the emperor would still be injured but not killed when he was in the Kansai Spell Masters Association before, but he didn't expect that a single thought would kill hundreds of people.
"Humph! I said earlier that these people are useless, even if they are not opponents, what are they bringing here for! ”
Lakan, who was born as a gladiator, was dismissive of this, and he killed many more people than the others of Red Wing, and Shijie was also the darkest side, although it was a pity that a hundred people died, it was not sad.
"Stop? Longdao, you're stupid again! Do you still think it's a friendly match? I'm sorry, but I'm not as gentle as Negi! ”
With a sneer, the Emperor used his hand as a knife to quickly shuttle through the crowd, and every time he passed, several people were cut off by blood splashing five steps.
"When you have to kill one by one, let me clear the field! Drink! ”
Tearing apart a swordsman who wielded a sword at himself with his bare hands, the emperor let out a soft shout, and the surging magic power poured out again, and suddenly an ominous wind hung up.
The blue-white wind blade was caught in the dust storm and stirred wildly around, and the dense wind blade formed an expanding tornado column, and the sharp wind blade easily cut into the human body, and the person who was swept into the tornado turned into minced meat and disappeared into the storm in an instant.
The whirling blade of the wind quickly became stained with a layer of scarlet blood, and the translucent tornado enveloped the blood and continued to expand and devour more lives.
The sky rained blood, and wisps of blood were thrown out from the top of the tornado, adding a layer of bewitching color to this gray-white shijie.
"Gross!"
Many magicians and swordsmen who escaped the catastrophe were desperately bent over and vomited, and gastric juice kept pouring up their throats without vomiting or unpleasantness.
This Shijie has been peaceful for too long! It has been so long that these later swordsmen have forgotten how their blood-licking predecessors lived.
"Break it for me! Divine Roar Mystery Sword of Demon Slayer! ”
Ann Nai couldn't help but feel sad and angry, and the sword in Wing Chun's hand was finally unsheathed.
The huge blood-colored tornado was split in two by this sword, and Liliang, who could no longer maintain his choice, completely dissipated into the air, and a large amount of blood-soaked minced flesh that was wrapped in the storm rolled up by the wind blade slanted down like a torrential rain.
"Whoa!"
The minced meat and blood splashed under the feet of everyone present, and the mud mixed with blood became muddy, as if stepping on a pile of meat and mud, and people couldn't help but shiver from the bottom of their hearts.
It's been a long time since such a pure battlefield of death has appeared, and modern magic wars are also magic cannons between legions, not to mention flesh and blood, not to mention the ashes.
Such a hellish scenery suddenly left a deep psychological shadow on several female magicians not far away, and they suddenly fell to the ground and fell unconscious, let alone fighting in such a place, they may not dare to set foot on the battlefield in the future.
On the ruined and bloody battlefield, everyone stood stunned, and even Wing Chun, who indirectly caused this scene, was shocked by this hellish color.
"Ha, hahaha, hahahaha! Isn't it open up in an instant! This is a fight, just go on what you want to do in a daze! ”
The emperor who pressed his hand to his face let out a loud voice and laughed at the madness and cowardice of this shijie.
"You're really crazy, I will never treat you as Najib's descendant again!"
Long Dao lowered his head, the cigarette in his mouth had long been extinguished by the rain of blood, and his hands in his pockets trembled uncontrollably, anger encroaching on his reason.
"You will be sanctioned! Demon! ”
In the distance, the roars of the survivors were heard, and the voices of curses came and went, if the eyes could kill, the emperor's bones would be gone.
It's a pity that there is such a thing as eye killing, although I don't know which shijie will be in the unknown, but it doesn't exist in magic shijie.
Therefore, the emperor is still quite satisfied.
"Wing Chun, step down too! You and Longdao protect Theodora and the rest of the people! Leave this guy to me, and let me see how long you can last like that! ”
Covered in muscles, Rakan stuck his sword on the ground and shouted defiantly at the Emperor. Rakan had already seen the surging magic in the Emperor's body, and once the battle really began, there would probably be no survivors left if there was no one to protect them.
"Humph!"
He glanced at Rakan unhappily, but the emperor would not be careless about this man who was said to be on par with Najib.
"Come on! Fall under the momentum of Lao Tzu! ”
"Boom!" With the naked eye, it can be seen that a huge amount of qi directly shooting into the sky erupts from Lakan's body, and just by activating the qi in his body, the white clouds in the sky are shattered, and the few remaining clouds are also melting under this violent momentum.
There was a mournful roar from the earth, as if overwhelmed, and the earth at Lakan's feet shattered into pieces and floated in the thick air.
It's no longer a big rock, it's almost like a whole plate has been pressed down.
"What a man who is called a bug! A hero with a thousand postures? Let me see how many liliang there are at the pinnacle of this shijie swordsman! ”
A delicate knight's sword appeared in the white hand, although he killed so many people with his bare hands, the emperor's body was still as neat as new, and the emperor with the ability to control vectors didn't want to get any dirt on him as long as he didn't want to.
Although the emperor's qi is not high, and it is not even as good as the current Longdao, the battle of the swordsman does not necessarily have to be supported by qi. All the avenues have different paths, and Liliang with magic and superpowers can also make up for the lack of qi.
"Magic enhancement begins, skin strengthening, muscles strengthening, skeleton strengthening, and then let me see the evolved Liliang of the unelemental matter!"
The unelemental matter that has been evolving since the battle with Evan has finally been completely transformed not long ago, and the current unelemental matter is no longer a simple matter, but more like a life-like object. The creepy white liquid that flowed out of the sleeves and hems of the Emperor's coat and solidified into pieces of armor.
The gorgeous armor like a pure white god's robe tightly wrapped the emperor, and even a helmet with a higher meaning of decoration or actual combat was worn on his head.
"Shh~ Good looks, boy! Are you a model for a runway show? ”
Rakan whistled at the Emperor's ornate armor, a "poor" mercenary like him, who was shirtless all year round, was jealous of the armor that could be conjured up at any time.
When he thought that his clothes would turn into rags in beggar's clothes as soon as he started the war, and then look at the emperor's armor like the god's robe, whether it was strong or not, Rakan saw that tears flowed down his face.
"The ultimate killer sword that sees through the earth!"
Shouting that he didn't know what to do, Rakan simply swung a sword at the emperor.
Along the way, the power of the sword qi was vividly vented, and all the rubble that was blocked turned into powder, showing the unstoppable dripping domineering spirit of all things.
However, this is not really unstoppable, it is just a false delusion, just a misunderstanding caused by the strength of the attack of the sword of Rakhan.
"Drink!"
With a loud shout, the emperor stabbed with his sword, and the slender blade of the sword pierced into it like a hot knife cutting butter. The Emperor felt as if he had stabbed a piece of tofu or jelly with ease, and although he felt a slight resistance, he could not stop the blade of the sword.
The seemingly terrifying sword qi was cut open, and the sword qi that was divided into two halves did not change, brushing past the sides of the emperor and continuing to move forward.
"Boom!"
There was a loud and earth-shattering sound behind him, and from time to time fragments of stones smashed onto the emperor's back. The armor composed of the unprimordial matter was really extraordinary, and the emperor could sense how powerful the stone was, but the vibration he actually felt was close to nothing.
Although he didn't turn to look, the emperor knew very well that there must have been two huge pits behind him.
Being easily cut by oneself is not because the opponent's attack is too weak, but because of the performance of one's own strength.
"It's not over yet! Take me another sword! ”
The huge ship chopping knife was wielded at will in Lakan's hand like a thin wooden strip, carrying an inhuman force towards the head of the emperor, and pressed the emperor in half with a single sword.
"Come on! Just waiting for you! ”
Immediately sinking his waist, the emperor raised the knight's sword in his hand and went up, if he couldn't catch this blow, then he could only prove that his strength was made of tofu.
At the moment when the swords met, a huge amount of smoke and dust shrouded the figures of the two in an instant. Fortunately, the onlookers did not all rely on their eyes to distinguish, and the eyes of the heart and the eyes of the ghosts were opened in an instant.
Through the smoke and dust that still filled the air, only a huge pit was left there, and the figures of the two men were gone.
"Ding, bang, bang, tear!"
Sharp collision sounds continued to sound in the air, and the black and white colors in Wing Chun's eyes instantly reversed, and a pair of hideous ghost eyes nervously scanned the flashing figure in the air.
Vaguely, the two could still be seen constantly colliding, and the sound of the sword resonance was clear and sharp.
The spirit of the emperor is highly concentrated, although Rakan will not kill any mysteries, but the experience of the gladiator period is definitely not comparable to a person like the emperor who holds a sword and fights no more than the fingers of both hands.
Therefore, the emperor must be extremely careful, and every blow must be quickly calculated, fortunately, although Lakan's tricks are very strong, the skills are not too difficult, and fortunately, they can still be calculated.
The trouble was that the Emperor's brain could barely keep up with the speed at which Rakan could draw his sword.
If it weren't for the unbreakable armor formed by relying on the unprecedented substance of the Weiyuan substance, the emperor would have been splattered with blood on the spot by now.
In fact, the Emperor had already been hit nearly ten times by Lakan. Fortunately, firstly, the emperor's defense strength is not false, and secondly, the emperor's reaction can barely keep up with the speed of Lakan, and the emperor can often react at the moment when he is cut by Lakan, and retreat in time to avoid the next huge force.
It's worthy of the person who stands at the top of this shijie! Compared to Evan, Lacan does have his unique side! If it's really a life-and-death fight, Evan really won't be able to win Lakan!
"It's been so many years, and my swordsmanship still hasn't improved at all!"
The emperor who struggled to push Lakan back panted and said, melee combat has never been the emperor's specialty, and he can still show off when he suppresses children, but now it's better to be exempt!
"Take a good look! My real liliang! ”
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