The milky white mist gradually thinned.

The protective cover that shrouded the arena was covered with countless meandering water marks, just like the glass windows on a rainy day.

Droplets of water the size of a bean occasionally fell, smashing on the surface of the stagnant water that gathered on the floor of the arena, splattering one after another.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

Zheng Ming, who stood in place and confronted the humanoid white light creature intently, raised his arm and wiped away the sweat droplets that had gathered on his smooth chin with his sleeve, loosened his somewhat stiff fingers and relaxed slightly, and then clenched the long sword again.

Opposite him, Lu Buwu stood unharmed, and the "angel" who was half a head taller than him opened his arms to protect him behind him.

Even with the naked eye, Zheng Ming couldn't see the outline of his facial features clearly, just like in his spiritual vision, he was a glowing blurred human form.

The only thing Zheng Ming was sure of was that his eyes, filled with golden light, were undoubtedly watching his every move.

"A creature that looks like a lightwing! Tsk, trouble! ”

Thinking back to the shock and unrivaled sense of despair that the Light Wing Clan brought him in the illusionary world, Zheng Ming became more and more nervous, and the fingers of his right hand holding the long sword faintly turned pale.

"Damn, I was forced to use this...... What are you doing in a daze? Give it to me! Kill him! ”

Lu Buwu's angry roar interrupted the humanoid creature's gaze, and its eyes that shot golden light turned to Lu Buwu.

was pierced on his body by the golden light that was a foot in size, and Lu Buwu realized that his words were disrespectful. He broke out in a cold sweat and groaned respectfully.

"O messenger of the Lord of Light! The bearer of the Jade of Faith begs you to defeat the enemy in front of you! ”

As he spoke, Lu Buwu spread out his right palm and raised it high. He could be seen dragging a rounded orb with a soft golden sheen in his palm.

It seems that Lu Buwu's request worked, or it could have been influenced by the light emitted by the Jade of Faith. The Holy Envoy, who had been indifferent until now, finally moved.

A lightsaber condensed from dazzling golden light was held in his hand and held high upward, pointing straight to the sky.

"Holy Shield."

A crisp and melodious sound sounded like a heavenly sound, and at the same time, a pillar of golden light rose from under Lu Buwu's feet, and did not stop until the isolation cover of the fighting arena.

As for the Holy Envoy himself? I saw that the two pairs of wings below it were wrapped around its legs and feet, the top two pairs of wings covered its face, and the two pairs of middle wings were slightly fanned, holding it up in the air.

On the other side, Zheng Ming, who was closely watching the enemy's moves, saw the holy envoy rise into the air, and his pupils suddenly shrank and his heart sank.

"It's coming."

Sure enough, before the thoughts in Zheng Ming's mind could completely pass by, the wings of the holy envoy in the sky flapped, and then it seemed to teleport and close almost half of the distance.

The golden lightsaber in the Holy Envoy's hand suddenly lengthened, and in the blink of an eye, it became a human-height length, and was lifted to the shoulder by the Divine Envoy who was flying rapidly, pointing to Zheng Ming's position from afar.

"Arrow of Light."

Ignoring the pleasant voice that soothed emotions and made people lose their fighting spirit, Zheng Ming looked at the golden light arrow that was rapidly dilating and getting brighter and brighter in his pupils, and quickly retreated.

"It can't go on like this!"

Stepping back, seeing that the golden light arrow-like attack was getting closer and closer, coming straight to his chest, Zheng Ming gritted his teeth and stopped retreating.

"Demon Flame!"

The inky black flames rekindled after many days, but they were slightly different from before, and the dark golden lines of the flames that flashed like human faces loomed on them.

"Boom."

With a burst of air and a roar, the demonic flames struck all around with Zheng Ming as the center.

At the sudden attack, the wings that the god used to fly also curled up in front of it, like the upper and lower teams.

A blazing white glow swirled across the surface of its wings, casting a blinding white gold glow.

It was worthy of being known as the holy envoy of the war machine, and after making a protective action in time, it ignored the snow-white wings infected with black flames, and suddenly continued to rush towards Zheng Ming.

On the other hand, Zheng Ming also expected this. He hadn't expected to defeat his opponent with the previous Demon Flame Explosion. All he wanted was a brief respite.

Just now, when the Holy Envoy was briefly repelled by the Demon Flame, Zheng Ming had already finished preparing for the next attack.

I saw him step forward with his right foot, bow down his shoulder, and put the long sword he held in his right hand on the side of his left waist.

When the Holy Envoy ran in front of him with the golden arrow of light held aloft, he stood up and slashed at the arrow of light that was stabbing at him head-on with his sword drawn.

"Flowing blades!"

The original qi, blood qi, and demon qi condensed together and were quickly consumed. And with this energy, the demonic flame burned like oil on fire.

Under this unimaginable heat, even with the enhancement of black flame, the long sword gradually softened into a black liquid that was the same as the initial state.

And the demonic flames that had erupted towards the surroundings before also returned again at this time as if they had been summoned, and together with the rising demonic flames around Zheng Ming's body, they were all poured into the long sword.

Like holding a bay of autumn water, the long sword in Zheng Ming's hand was sparkling, and it didn't look like a flame at all, but more like it was condensed from a pitch-black liquid.

It was also at this time that the essence of the light arrow in the Holy Envoy's hand met Zheng Ming's liquid long sword.

In that brief moment, which seemed to have slowed down countless times, Zheng Ming saw the long sword ripple in the golden light arrow, and then from the center of the attack contact point between the two sides, a terrifying fluctuation erupted.

"Beep————"

There was a sound of tinnitus in my ears, and now I was also in the bright light that suddenly erupted, and only a piece of snow was left.

Almost instantly, the colors of pitch black and white collided together, dyeing the whole world black and white.

In the next moment, in this silent and invisible world, Zheng Ming suddenly felt an incomparable terrifying power. A sense of weightlessness hits, and the spirit seems to be separated from the body, and there is not the slightest feeling that comes.

It seemed to float for a moment, and it seemed to float for endless years, and with the sharp pain in the back, the senses gradually returned.

"Poof."

Leaning against the cracked barrier of the fighting arena, Zheng Ming suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood. It seemed to be mixed with countless sand blood, staining his clothes, soaking under them, grinding his chest painfully.

That's because it was mixed with the energy of the Holy Envoy, although his throat hurt terribly, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, Zheng Ming suddenly felt a lot better in his chest.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Enduring the sharp pain all over his body as if he was about to fall apart, Zheng Ming coughed up the blood blocked in his throat and propped himself up.

The blood spurted out by him spilled on the ground, spreading out blood flowers, and the star-like twinkling points of light on it added a few points of brilliance to it.

"Devour."

Frowning slightly, Zheng Ming tried to activate the devouring ability. If he activated his inner vision at this time, he could see that the moment he launched the devouring, tiny black flames appeared in his body, enveloping the blazing white points of light that were wreaking havoc.

Standing in place and gasping for a few breaths of air, Zheng Ming, who felt much more relaxed, looked at his enemy.

At this point, his vision recovered slightly, and it was no longer the black and white world it had been before. But all the colors have become a few points dull as if they had gone through endless years.

It can be seen that after receiving the previous terrifying impact, the divine shield around Lu Buwu has several more hideous and terrifying cracks, and he himself is also slapping the wall of light with a shocked face, and his lips are slightly pursed.

Zheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, it seemed that this divine shield was also trapping him inside while defending against the attacks of outsiders.

"It's imperative to get rid of that birdman."

Thinking like this, Zheng Ming condensed a slender blood goose knife, followed the two rows of black marks on the ground, and looked towards the holy envoy.

"It's ......"

When he saw the appearance of the holy envoy clearly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the expression on his face changed one after another because of the shocked heart.

I saw that most of the Holy Envoy's wings had been burned out, and he could no longer protect his body, and hung unevenly behind him. And his originally white body seemed to be soaked in demonic flames, showing a dull black and gray color. From the dense gaps on it, you can vaguely see the black flame rushing out of the body.

Its body is more like an energy mass wrapped in a layer of skin than flesh creatures, closer to elemental creatures. At this time, after receiving the injury, golden light continued to spill from the wound to all sides, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

"Uhh

Sharp, piercing, as if the howl of nails scraping against glass came from the mouth of the holy envoy, and Zheng Ming's hairs stood on end when he heard it, and his heart tightened.

Immediately after that, the golden light contaminated with black flames continued to overflow from the seven orifices, and the holy envoy with a distorted and terrifying expression continued to howl, and his body was distorted and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

"Huh?"

Just when Zheng Ming's face was full of disbelief, the holy envoy had already arrived. Like a beast that has lost its mind, and like a devil who has fallen into the abyss, it let out a roar full of hatred and attacked Zheng Ming.

The Holy Envoy seemed to be unable to use energy attacks and moves, and the means of attacking Zheng Ming were also very primitive. It's nothing more than punching and kicking, claws and teeth. However, with the blessing of his powerful physical body, it still brought Zheng Ming a huge amount of pressure.

"Bang bang bang...... Ping-pong ping-pong. ”

Sparks flew and the wind froze. Under the rapid attack, defense and fight between the two at close range, the solid floor of the fighting arena continued to shatter, and it was beaten beyond recognition in the blink of an eye.

……

Outside the arena, both the audience and the commentators were stunned by the unexpected battle.

Zheng Ming and the Holy Envoy fisted to the flesh, as if it was not a terrifying fight of human beings, and there were fierce attacks and defenses, which made the audience fall into a death-like silence.

"Huh...... They're getting faster and faster. I can't believe it, is this a human response? ”

The Extreme Freeze Mage, who was also looking at the battlefield below with his mouth wide open, glanced at the lazy ghost when he heard this, and muttered in disbelief: "This is simply ...... I can't imagine. We generally use energy to form a protective barrier to defend against attacks, and if we have to do a game, it is a half-turn game. It's rare to see a counterattack dodging between square inches. It's almost like a way to fight below the ranks. But their power is obviously in the middle of the mad level, and they can even threaten the upper level of the mad level! ”

"It's like a humanoid beast."

"yes. Even I had to turn on the assistive device to see clearly. ”

The Extreme Freeze Mage's emotion seemed to remind the lazy, and he hurriedly suggested to the audience: "If you want to see the battle clearly, you need to turn on at least 30 times the speed, and it is recommended that the audience who is not advanced in equipment or whose level is below the strong level should be rational for their own safety." The arena will record the fight, but you can download it and watch it slowly. ”

……

When everyone watching the battle here was shocked, the battle between Zheng Ming and the Holy Envoy in the fighting arena had already entered a white-hot level.

Countless times of division and combination, dazzling offensive and defensive conversions, the two were entangled together again.

"Hmph."

Stubbornly withstanding the attack of the Holy Envoy's wings, Zheng Ming grabbed the wings that were pierced into his body and caught by his muscles, and ripped them off by the roots.

"Uhhh......h

As if a piercing howl that could affect people's spirits sounded, Zheng Ming endured the dizziness of his dizziness and slashed at the holy envoy.

"Poof."

There was a sound like a sharp blade slashing into rotten wood, followed by a hot breath erupting from the wound. Zheng Ming hurriedly raised his arm sideways to cover it, and at the same time struggled to pull out the Blood Goose Knife.

"Poof."

There was a sharp pain in his left arm, and it turned out to be a holy envoy whose body was almost twisted to the right to the ninety-degree degree, and bit his forearm.

"Hmph, get out of here."

Zheng Ming snorted painfully, and suddenly burst out with the Demon Flame ability.

In the pain of a large piece of flesh being torn alive, Zheng Ming struggled to kick the Holy Envoy who resisted the impact into the air, and at the same time pulled out the Blood Goose Knife with this reaction force, he broke free from the entanglement of the Holy Envoy.

"Ha, ha."

Large patches of blood trickled down his arms and dripped down his fingertips to the ground. At this time, Zheng Ming, who was sweating profusely, could not hide his exhaustion and stood in place, greedily breathing the air containing Yuan Qi.

On the other side, the holy envoy who was kicked by Zheng Ming got up from the ground. Even though it was hunched over at this time, almost on all fours like a beast, it could still see the dense scars on his body, and the gray-gold light that continued to shoot out from it.

The Demon Flame ability really restrained it.

Seeing the tragic situation of the Holy Envoy, Zheng Ming became more and more convinced of his previous judgment. He lowered his body and dragged his knife towards the Holy Messenger.

"Flowing blades!"

Zheng Ming did not hesitate to consume the move that consumed a lot of energy again, only to see a pitch-black liquid thrown out an arc-shaped trace about dozens of meters long, and landed on the holy envoy who pounced on him with teeth and claws.

"Poof."

The two staggered by, and the Holy Envoy fell to the ground and separated. After hearing a soft sound, a raging flame suddenly ignited from the broken part of the Holy Envoy's waist, and finally enveloped the two sections of the body.

"Devour."

Zheng Ming walked to the corpse, knelt down tiredly, and stretched out his hand to activate his ability.

There is not the slightest hindrance, and there is no energy expenditure when devouring. The devouring went unexpectedly smoothly, and the effect was amazing.

Zheng Ming, who was replenished with energy, his physical fatigue was slightly reduced, and even his mental fatigue seemed to be alleviated.

"Huh? Is it the devouring of mental power that plays a role? ”

After resting for a moment, Zheng Ming glanced at the remaining scorch marks on the ground in surprise and stood up. There is also an enemy waiting for him in the field.

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