Divano stood up straight, holding the 'Holy Sword' in both hands.

The scabbard of this 'holy sword' is black and made of wood and leather, the hilt is silver-gray, and the sword lattice is bright silver, like the half-folded wings of a bat.

It only takes one glance for anyone to see how extraordinary this long sword is.

It's just that......

Is this 'holy sword' too modern?

Jason thought.

In his understanding, the 'holy sword' should have been handed down from ancient times, either because of the extraordinary nature of the user or the extraordinary nature of the forger, so that it became possessed of extraordinary power.

But the 'holy sword' in front of him did not have any time deposit, but inexplicably gave Jason a feeling of modern craftsmanship.

However, the taste of 'food' is not deceiving.

He smelled 'food' on it.

The fact that a long sword has such an aura is enough to prove that this long sword is excellent (delicious).

Call!

Flames wrapped around Jason's fists, and a scorching wave of air swept around him, making it difficult to breathe.

Di Vano slowly put down the 'holy sword' he was holding high, and put it flat in front of his eyes, his eyes were focused on the 'holy sword' in his hand, as if the whole world was just him and the 'holy sword' in his hand.

Then, he also disappeared.

All that's left is ...... 'Holy Sword'!

Suddenly, the 'Holy Sword' bloomed with brilliant brilliance in Divano's 'vision'.

Like the sun!

It's more like the light of those fists in the depths of his memory!

Indomitable!

Invincible!

Under the light, Divano's injuries that had just been blown open by the [Charles Burning Technique] were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of the physical strength consumed was quickly replenished.

"With the 'Holy Sword' in my hand, I can get rid of all negative states, even death!"

"And when I pull out the 'Holy Sword', I can slash the entire city with a single sword!"

Divano said this, holding the scabbard in his left hand and gently stroking the hilt with his right hand.

Then, a grip.

Airplanes!

A sword intent soared into the sky.

Jason, who was closest to him, could clearly feel a sharp aura coming to his face, as if he wanted to cut himself apart.

This is not a delusion!

Tiny sword marks began to appear on the ground.

The ceiling above his head was also as if he had been stabbed by dozens or hundreds of long swords.

Ang Cheng, the ordinary people near the 'JJ Fight Gym', only felt trembling all over their bodies, and subconsciously wanted to flee from here.

And those who have been trained for a long time are shocked.

They knew very well what such a sharp aura represented, especially the forces and individuals who had received the news that the 'Temple' had sent people again, and they were already trembling at this time.

'Juggernaut' Divano!

"It's him!"

In the office, Aitdemon, who was drafting the report on Sean's death, stood up and directly issued the highest level of alert order for the 'asylum' in Ang.

Aitdemund knew exactly what 'Juggernaut' Divanor represented.

Win all battles!

The reason why the 'Templar' can still be feared by all forces in the new century is that in addition to the 'Faceling' legion, the 'Juggernaut' Divano is another important reason.

In the face of the 'encirclement and suppression' of the coalition forces of various organizations in the new century, the 'Sword Master' Divano is alone, with a sword, and thousands of enemy troops!

The name of the opponent's 'Sword Master' was a real kill.

"Help me transfer the 'Supreme Council' to the headquarters!"

Aether Damn picked up the emergency communications device and began calling for help from the 'asylum' headquarters.

At the same time, he hoped in his heart that Jason would last a little longer.

"Lord Jason, since you are immortal, please support you for 15 minutes!"

"In just 15 minutes, our reinforcements will definitely arrive!"

Aitdemont thought to himself.

However, the next moment, Ett Dammon's heart fell directly to the bottom.

"Hey."

"Yes, Aitdermon?"

"Long time no see."

The familiar voice in his ears made Ettmon's face instantly gloomy.

……

"Damn it!"

Esther, who was in the temporary hidden base, jumped up directly from his paralyzed appearance when he felt this sharp sword intent, and he looked at the 'JJ Fight Gym' with an ugly face.

Esther knew what that meant.

Because, whether it was when he joined the 'Holy Snake Society' or when he entered the 'shelter', he had clearly studied the relevant information-

When encountering 'Juggernaut' Divano, you can abandon the mission.

Esther really didn't expect to meet 'Juggernaut' Divano.

According to Esther's idea, Divano would not have appeared in Neng at all, because when they had 'connected' all the foreign forces in Aung City, they could already compromise the 'Temple'.

At that time, it was impossible for the 'Temple' to send the 'Juggernaut' Divano.

But he never expected that the 'Temple' would directly send the 'Sword Saint' Divano.

What is the difference between this and when playing cards, he throws a three, and the opposite side throws Wang Bang?

Can you still play?

Why don't I just run away with Senior Ettemon?

He must have a safe way out.

Esther thought subconsciously, but then shook her head.

No way!

It's not just us, it's Kratos, Logan, and the ...... Damn, so many people, how to run away?

Esther couldn't help but tug at her hair.

Then, when he came back to his senses, he found that Aras beside him was long gone.

"Is it ......?"

"Won't it?"

Esther turned her head to look at the 'JJ Fight Gym' with sword intent, and her face changed back and forth.

Eventually, he gritted his teeth and ran out the door.

……

Kuya made a cup of coffee and a cup of milk tea.

She held her coffee and placed the milk tea opposite, with a stupid smile on her face, as if sitting opposite was the 'Talon 13' who had agreed to her invitation.

As for Jason not speaking at the time?

She took Jason's acquiescence.

"What do you like?"

"Do you have a dream?"

"What do you like to eat?"

Kuya took her coffee and said as if she were practicing.

Sicott and Recius watched from afar.

"Wouldn't she be stupid?"

Recius tapped his temple with the index finger of his right hand and asked Sicott.

"Being in love is always obsessive."

"If you like paper people, you won't understand."

Sicott chuckled.

"You know! You know! Until now, you can only rely on the club to experience love, you all understand! ”

Recius looked like a cat with his tail stepped on, and yelled at Sicott.

"I'm focused, from the beginning!"

The gray-haired Sicott emphasized.

"Yes, it costs money."

"I spend money, and I have it."

Recius scoffed.

"Say it as if you don't spend money for your paper man's wife."

Sicott retorted.

Suddenly, Recius blew up again.

"You're insulting my faith!"

Recius roared, and was about to roll up his sleeves and punch Sicot.

And just as Recius raised his arm, a sharp sword intent descended.

The two who were still arguing at the last moment looked at each other at this time, with solemn faces.

"It's that guy, right?"

Recius asked.

"Well, definitely, yes."

Sicott replied in the affirmative.

And Kuya, who was practicing in the distance, was even more unstable with the coffee cup in his hand and fell directly.

Syllable!

The coffee juice splashed, and Kuya stood up and was about to rush out.

But he was stopped by Harrow.

"The base is on first-level alert, and no one is allowed to leave."

As the director of the 'Holy Snake Society', Harrow said in a serious tone.

"Yes."

Sicott and Recius immediately replied.

Kuya hesitated.

There's no way the 'Night Stalker Court' is going to put everything on Talon 13, right?

I should send someone else!

'Talon 13' will be fine.

Thinking like this in his heart, Kuya's footsteps moved towards the door little by little.

Obviously, thinking in mind is one thing, in action is another.

Syllable!

Harrow struck Kuya in the neck with a knife,

Looking at Kuya, who had fainted, Harrow sighed slightly.

"Juggernaut Divano......"

"That's not a battle we can be in!"

As he spoke, Harrow placed Kuya on the chair beside him, and then, walking to the window, he looked at the place where the sword intent was soaring, and the palm joints of his cane were slightly white.

At this moment, he hopes that the 'Night Stalker Court' is real.

Because, only in this way, can we stop the 'Sword Master' from killing Ngong Cheng!

When the Temple sent out the Sword Saint, Harrow guessed the Temple's attitude towards Aung Shing.

"You have to win!"

Harrow prayed.

……

The sword intent that was like a substance made Jason feel a tingling pain all over his body.

His cloak had long since been torn and cracks had appeared in his mask.

But his eyes were fixed on Di Vano on the other side.

The flames in his hands burned more and more vigorously.

And then—

Whoosh, whoosh!

Jason made a throwing motion with both hands, and fireballs suddenly came out of his hands.

Boom Boom!

A series of explosions appeared on Divano's body.

The flames were blazing and the explosions roared.

One moment Divano was shattered, but the next he was as good as ever.

He held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, he didn't say a word, his right hand was slightly forced, and the 'holy sword' began to detach from the scabbard little by little.

At this time, Jason finally saw the true face of the 'Holy Sword'.

The sword is a one-handed sword with one side slashed.

The blade of the sword is not cold.

Instead, it was a gray feeling, as if this 'holy sword' was made of inferior steel, and its blade was not sharp, and it could not fight at all.

But at this moment, Divano, who was holding the sword, was sword intent and terrifying, especially the firmness on the other party's face and the confidence in his eyes, which almost turned into substance.

I will win!

That's how Di Vano feels about Jason.

And Jason?

Without saying a word, more fireballs were thrown.

He himself is immortal.

Therefore, he does not believe in the so-called immortal body at all.

The manifestation of immortality is nothing more than a lack of weakness, or ...... There is no quantitative change to achieve qualitative change.

Divano let the fireball explode.

In a breath, everything is back to normal.

"You're the first person in ten years to ask me to pull out the 'Holy Sword'."

"I was hoping to use it to ...... Since you were the first to ask me to draw the 'Holy Sword', you can say your name. ”

"It's your pleasure."

Divano said lightly.

Jason, on the other hand, continued to attack without saying a word.

Looking at Jason with this appearance, Divano couldn't help but shake his head.

"You gave up the glory you deserved!"

Divano said as he stabbed out with a sword.

It's just a normal straight stab.

However, this straight stab is very fast!

It was so fast that Jason, who was almost 6 times more perceptual than an ordinary person, didn't keep up with the speed of the other party, and was pierced through the chest by a sword.

The tip of the sword peeked out of his back, and blood trickled down.

Jason, however, felt no pain at all, tilted his head slightly, and then slammed forward.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Divano clutched the bridge of his nose and drew his sword back.

Then, Jason punched out.

Flaming fists rained down.

Breathe, breathe!

Breathe, breathe!

An instinctive adjustment of Jason's body directly opened the [Daytime Hunt].

He traded 100% of his accelerated consumption for the blessing of agility +1 at the moment.

He couldn't help but shout the heroic voice from his mouth.

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The flaming fist, with layers of phantoms, completely surrounded Divano.

Such a punch is nothing to Divano.

Even if it's a blazing flame.

However, when Jason's fist began to swing and bring up layers of illusions, and when the heroic voice began to sound, Divano was in a trance.

In his sword-only world, he reappeared.

The little giant-like figure...... also appeared.

The opponent's fist smashed down directly.

The dazzling light shone again.

The mushroom cloud rose into the air again.

Will my sword be able to match?

Divano hesitated.

He, hesitant.

It was just a moment of hesitation, and there was only a moment of hesitation, and in front of him, the figure that should have been Jason instantly merged with the figure of the little giant.

At this moment, it is as if you have returned to 30 years ago.

Back to the time when he didn't even dare to draw his sword.

Sword?

Yes, I have the Holy Sword!

'Holy Sword' can help me!

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Divano held the sword in front of Jason's fist.

Jason didn't shy away.

He was keenly aware of Divano's terrifying momentum.

Although Jason didn't know what this change was all about, he knew there was no time to lose.

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The voice in his mouth became louder and louder, and the heroic and refreshing blow became more and more dense.

No matter who is in front of you.

It doesn't matter if it's the 'Holy Sword' or the 'Sword Master'.

He, just throw a fist!

He, his own attack will definitely work.

If it doesn't work, then a few more punches.

Bang, bang!

Boom!

Punch after punch was blocked by Divano with the 'Holy Sword'.

And such a temporary block was enough for Divano to recover.

He calmed down again.

He once again entered the realm of the 'Sword Master'.

Once again, all that left his eyes was the 'Holy Sword'.

And then......

He found that the 'Holy Sword' was full of cracks.

Then, when Jason punched again—

Syllable!

The 'Holy Sword' shattered.

PS Feilong recommends a book "The Strongest Fire Head Army of the Tang Dynasty"~

(End of chapter)