9ooo49462 Chapter 48 Fighting

,Once you are sure enough to judge Chongyang, Si Zuo met Wandering Chuan Xiao in front of the household... :No

Shape.

He was knocked down by Chloe. was blasted by the red wolf squadron leader named Sham, and he was surrounded by three layers of outer and three layers of ground, but in terms of strength, he has only encountered an existence that feels threatened in a good state so far.

As a magician who does not belong to these worlds, spells are his biggest secret and deepest hole cards, which he does not keep very mysteriously, but he also does not deliberately show them. Never use excess power unless necessary, this is the credo that magicians must abide by on the battlefield. Ke Sizuo's sword "made Chongyang instantly realize that now is no longer the time to keep it."

The power of a high-level sword sect's sword swing is comparable to the magic of a high-level realm. And it's a very concentrated individual magic.

Although large-scale battlefield magic can deal with most enemies at once, the power contained in it will be very dispersed, taking the "Thousand Swords Killing Array" that has just been cast as an example, strictly speaking, the power of each flame sword is also the level of the early stage of the domain level, so the officers at the sword division level can survive the bombardment.

And the swordsman's moves are different from the magician's spells, maybe the scale of the cast is not large, but the strength of the move increases geometrically with the increase of the level, which is already clear to Chongyang, who received the idea of the famous sword.

In short, if he is able to face seven hundred sword masters without changing his face, it does not mean that he can be at ease in front of a high-level sword sect. The small chanting of the division said that the advertising of the "house" was just a flash of thought. The net stabbed out the enemy powerhouse of the void, and the light around his body soared again, and his body suddenly flew up like an arrow from the string, and he stepped through the air again and again, and a red and crystal sword in his hand was circulating and entwining with fierce light.

"Demons, kill!"

Sizo stopped drinking, and his voice was deafening.

"There is no time for chanting. Chongyang raised his hands and retracted his staff, revealing his black and white sword, clashing head-on with the opponent who rushed in.

The famous sword frost leaves, the bright red that cuts through the void. Deep and dark, summoning the arc of death.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, and even the remaining sergeants on the ground got it, it was a silent, breathing, very ordinary sword.

Only the two people who are fighting head-on can feel the danger of life and death at this staggered moment.

If you have experienced it, you know that the time around you in an important or crisis situation becomes unusually slow, physiologically speaking, it is the result of a sudden secretion of adrenaline, and mentally, it is the result of a high concentration of sensory nerves.

In a slow physical time, the red sword and the black sword gradually approached, touched, and then gently brushed each other, and the mutual tenderness swept over the twisting and dodging bodies of both sides.

Chongyang pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. Zo's pupils shrank. The eyelids are almost closed.

Move still, staggered.

Time suddenly returned to normal. Sizo rocketed across the side, and the Chongyang High Spinner was thrown from the edge of the roof. Around the space where the two of them were staggered, the scene was strangely distorted, and then the tiled roof cracked! As if it had been struck by an invisible hammer, splinters flew and the roof collapsed.

Zo flew out of control and slammed into the tower wall, pounced on it in a toad-like manner. Chongyang fell high and fell, and only turned around in front of the ground. Instant magic landed steadily.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat.

It's a real matchup. Less than a second of hand-to-hand. A slight difference in the pool is a matter of life and death.

Whoosh, the pro-guard team unleashed a series of swords towards Chongyang, and the qi was easily avoided by Chongyang with a miniature blast. Compared to Fang Cai's sword, these fierce-looking qi were as childish as a child's play.

The two powerhouses face each other again.

The figure that swooped down from the roof was less fierce and more cautious, like an eagle tentatively scaring its prey. He leaned slightly and slashed at his opponent from top to bottom. Layers of crimson brilliance are swayed, creating a leisurely falling autumn frost leaves.

Chongyang raised one hand, and the white sword fluttered up, and the sword body was shrouded in a faint red light, depicting a flower that bloomed quietly towards the sky.

Completely contrary to the deep negativity of the Black Sword, the pure, benevolent, protective, and beautiful positive aura permeates the White Sword, which is enough to destroy all existences that vainly try to harm the world.

Maple leaves to flowers, it is really a romantic to the weird sight.

The realm of the guards is even lower. It's not that you can't even understand the subtlety of this round of fighting. It is strange that what seems like a beautiful scene would be born at this time. The moment the two swords touched, the inexplicable chill in their hearts made them all take a step back.

"Dangdang

I don't know how many times it rang. The sound of the two swords colliding, from tiny to grand to almost piercing the eardrums.

The cracks split by the scattered sword momentum appeared on the surrounding ground and on the walls of the houses, more and more numerous, faster and faster, and the scope expanded more and more, until it burst to the center of the conflict more than ten meters away and still did not subside, and a shocking net-like pattern was depicted.

In the end, it was Chongyang who was knocked away.

However, most of the strength of flying backwards came from his own miniature blast step, because he really couldn't hold on, so he took the initiative to end this round of confrontation aimed at testing his opponent, exposing his weakness in swordsmanship. “’

Of course, he absorbed the mystical kendo ideas, but he was not a swordsman after all, and the deviations in physical fitness, reflex nerves, power system, etc., made it impossible for him to completely fit those ideas.

The corners of Si Zuo's mouth were smiling, and he was so wide that he only tested the opponent's limit and was an interesting opponent, but the secret heart was just interesting. At this level, it is less exciting to kill. But it can be regarded as a good network.

The "frost leaf" in the hand is turned, and the backhand grasps.

"Eagle Soar!" "Eagle Soaring!" He suddenly lowered his body, and in a strange posture where his upper body was almost close to the ground, lightning charged forward, and the long sword he grasped in his backhand swept up the hunting brilliance, expanding into a sword that seemed to be in the shape of an eagle's wings, until the black-robed young man suddenly slashed in front of him.

The long and intense turquoise sword qi swept like a rainbow, flying up the Chongyang bombardment that was parrying with all its might, and the robes and robes on his body were torn apart.

"Leap into the Fish!"

Sizo stepped with his right foot, jumped up, stepped again with his left foot, and quietly turned his back to the target.

Holding the sword in both hands, the body curled up, and the brilliance of Zhou Ji was as strong as the tide, at the moment of leaping to the top. The body stretched out like a spring, his hands took a step, the back hook, and the powerful sword momentum quietly opened the air and slashed towards the opponent's waist, like an evil dragon with teeth and claws.

Leap like a dragon!

"Green Tooth," Chongyang turned the black and white evil into a green tooth knife in mid-air, and used the Amethyst Shattering Mirror to protect himself, which was worthy of resisting this second sword.

Boom! The mirror shield blocked most of the power, but the massive impact still slammed him back into the air and to the ground.

"Demons, nothing more. ”

Si Zuo sneered and circled around the Zhu Kong. The power up and down his body was like a liquid, and it flowed like a substance to the tip of the sword, stabbing straight down to the ground.

"Fireflies!"

A little firefly that flutters and flickers, and the light is in a line, which is the final frost before Mang's death, cold and poignant.

Fireflies fall like frost!

Chongyang's eyes widened, and he realized that this sword with incomparably concentrated power was probably even more powerful than the Flame Shattering Blade! Even the "Flower Butterfly Illusion Mirror" was difficult to resist.

A master's famous sword, three strikes in a row, sharp as a sword.

However, the strange thing is that in the face of this unavoidable and unstoppable sword, he did not have any fear, as if he was deliberately waiting for this moment.

In fact, when the net was facing the opponent's starting move, Chongyang wanted instant magic to hinder the offensive. But a mysterious thought prevented him from doing so, causing him to hesitate for a second before being struck. Otherwise, no matter how bad he is, he is definitely not without resistance.

Fireflies fall silently, a thousand times.

Chongyang Huo Ran woke up, let go of the green tooth knife, and pulled out the thick sword that had been silent until now from the space ring.

The famous sword "breaks the mountain"!

The magic power in his body instantly filled the Chuangfeng. Covered with dense sword surface lines. The shockwave of concussion and distortion suddenly erupted, sweeping a fierce wind and howling in all directions.

The sword slashed out, enveloping the power of the mountain and cracking the earth!

Peng!

The deadly fluorescent light really dissipated suddenly like an incomparably fragile insect, and Si Zuo was slashed by this blow and flew away with his sword. “’

What," he didn't understand what was going on. The whole person slammed into the window of the building, rushed into the room in embarrassment, and knocked over the tabletop. Lifted to the bed and smashed his head to the edge of the wall, his eyes were out

Star.

The sergeants of the Guards were so shocked that their jaws were dropping. They couldn't believe it anyway, the captain who had the upper hand a moment ago. The next moment, it was blasted out twenty or thirty meters away by the thick thing suddenly taken out by the enemy. smashed into the building and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Where did that almost life-tall sword come from?

This absurd mystery is not the point, but it is the only oasis that the pro-guard can temporarily relieve their brains. At most, this question makes them want to break their heads, and it doesn't make them feel like they're in a dream.

"It was inspired me to use this sword instead. Chongyang held a majestic sword in his hand, majestic and monstrous, but he sighed in his heart.

This is the second battle accident caused by mysterious thoughts, and the world has given him wonderful rewards as well as risks that make him helpless.

There must be disadvantages in everything", the so-called benefits may never be something that people can easily consume.

"I recognize the sword. ”

Sizo, who jumped out of the building, looked a little ugly, staring at the opponent's newly held weapon.

"It's the famous sword "Breaking Mountain", which seems to be the weapon of the squadron leader named Sham, and it is actually in your hand. That means he's dead with his troops. ”

Si Zuo looked at Chongyang's face, his slender eyes revealing a cold and puzzled glow.

"Who are you, and why are you going against the Red Wolves?"

He originally thought that this black-robed man was an accomplice of the evil swordsman in Les City, but the other party was using witchcraft and obtained the sword that should have been in the hands of the captain of the Red Wolf Army.

Chongyang faced the questioning, there was silence for a while, and he slowly glanced at the tragic scene of bloodstained ground and corpses in the market.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but why I want to go against you was just a personal reason at first, but now I kind of feel that "going against you brutes may be my mission to come into this world for no reason." ”

He slashed his sword and said coldly.

"I don't know who arranged this for me, but I won't refuse, so 'I'm going to kill you' and your generals, and even your king. ”