"It's ......"

Ye Zhao's heart sank, the young man in front of him was using the most terrifying and direct violent way to force him to fight-

Once you flinch, you are bound to be torn and crushed by the forward pressure of the sword......

"You!" Emiya gritted his teeth and laughed, his face becoming distorted and hideous, his dual swords suppressing the other party hard, and the sword light soared upwards again.

"Don't think about it!"

"It's so easy!"

"Just run away!"

Wei Gong shouted, and the double swords pushed Ye Zhao's double swords outward.

The cold and cold light of the short sword in his left hand slashed into Ye Zhao's chest quickly and violently.

It's different from some bells and whistles of shadowless swordsmanship-

Simple and straightforward.

This is the meaning of popular swordsmanship.

"Poof".

The tip of the sword pierced through the chest, right in the heart of Ye Zhao's left chest, cutting quickly and violently.

……

With a muffled sound, a golden sword mark hit the outer wall of the Heavenly Pillar, spreading through a huge circular ripple of light, and then spreading out like lightning.

And after a moment, the ripple returned to calm.

Everyone looked up, their eyes full of confusion, and they looked at the two-headed monster in disbelief.

In Shang Yunxiang's hand, he held a golden long sword.

The light flowed slowly, dimming as it spread through the gaps and cracks in the sword's body, flickering and dimming like starlight.

"Aha!" Jia Bojun stood on one foot on the blood-colored long sword, and let out a sneer mockingly, his loose hair could not hide the scarlet gaze in his eyes, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"If this is the legendary divine sword that can destroy the heavens and the earth, and once killed the demon and smashed the Nine Heavens Destroying Sword, this effect is too weak, hahahahahaha......"

He clutched his stomach and laughed.

The shrill sound echoes through the night sky, making people shudder.

Even the dark rangers who had been fighting with him for many years couldn't help but hug their arms one by one and gasp.

Shang Yunxiang didn't care about his ridicule, his eyes drooped, and he looked at this Nine Heavens Divine Sword with a hint of loneliness.

"It seems that this sword did not choose me. And......" his fingertips gently stroked the cracks on the sword's body, and there was a pang of regret in his heart, "It seems that the great battle back then caused you a lot of damage. ”

His tone was soft, as if he were whispering to his lover.

"Aha, it's insensitive."

A thin, pale hand stretched out of the night.

Shang Yunxiang's hand hurt, and the golden divine sword had been snatched away by the blood moon envoy of yin and yang.

His eyes widened a little, although this man just now, although he looked a little crazy, but this technique was extraordinary......

"What the!" Long Yaotian's face was furious, and he gritted his teeth and glared at the other party fiercely.

"Of course, Excalibur needs a match to exert its power," the pale, ghostly man blinked, and then laughed contemptuously.

"Let him try."

Shang Yunxiang persuaded Long Yaotian and looked at Jia Bojun with one eye with interest.

The Blood Moon Herald's smile suddenly froze.

"Do you look down on me like that?" He let out a sigh, then looked up and looked down on the giant pillars behind the two-headed man, "Okay, then let me split these pillars!" ”

Just as his words fell, a blood-red light flowed out of his palm, gradually spreading onto the golden sword body.

Blonde!

Shang Yunxiang was slightly stunned, and immediately understood-

This descendant of the Blood Forger Sword Master has a different ability to stir the sword soul.

His bloodline can make the spirit of the sword resonate.

Can't you get it......

The two-headed man's eyes widened and he flew out.

The golden sword light, like a huge moonlight, quickly passed by his side.

This bastard!

In their eyes, the man named Jia Bojun didn't even say hello, and swung his sword light at them.

In the corner of Shang Yunxiang's eyes, a huge light burst out behind him.

There was a loud bang, and as the sword qi exploded, the giant pillar let out a huge roar.

Smoke and dust were flying, and the cyclone below suddenly went wild.

"Did it work?!"

The crowd looked happily at the dark smoke.

I didn't dare to move my eyes.

After about ten seconds, the fog slowly cleared, revealing white pillars in the night.

On the surface of the bombardment, where it was hit, there were only traces of the depth of a fingernail, and although it had been much more effective than the other previous attacks, the huge pillar of heaven still stood on the ground.

There was a look of disappointment on everyone's faces.

"Cut ......" Jia Bojun let out a sigh of regret in disappointment, and then his whole pale face returned to calm.

He clasped his hands to his chest, looked coldly at the two-headed man, and raised his chin haughtily.

"It seems that the Nine Heavens Divine Sword is nothing more than that." He let out a cold snort in his snort, "That's why I said, Your Excellency and you really think too much, rather than going to such a great deal of trouble to do this kind of thing, it is better for me to show my skills." ”

He finished speaking, crossed his hands over his chest, and moved outward.

There is a clicking sound between the knuckles.

"You don't understand." Shang Yunxiang's single eye flashed with a contemptuous smile, "This legendary sword, but it will choose the master, it needs a pure soul contractor, kind and brave, with the world in mind, with all evil as the enemy, and will not hesitate to sacrifice himself for the world." ”

"Aha," the other party turned his scarlet gaze and looked at him coldly, "Isn't that person you are talking about, isn't it me?" ”

"It turns out you're not a good fit, are you?" This time it was Long Yaotian's taunt.

"Aha, what an arrogant swordsmith, do you want to say that you are the real master of this sword?!"

In the face of his ridicule, Shang Yunxiang did not speak, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Then he turned his gaze and fell on Chen Xi.

"Isn't it?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in surprise, and silently raised a finger to point at himself.

"Me?!"

……

Ye Zhao...... The eldest brother ......" Wei Gong's hand also trembled, he didn't expect this to be such a situation.

Tears were rolling in his eyes.

The golden blade in his right hand, the small half of the sword body pierced deeply into Ye Zhao's chest.

"Hehe......" Ye Zhao gasped and let out a relieved laugh, his left hand tightly clutching Wei Gong's hand.

"You're still too kind, Emiya."

He smiled and pushed Emiya's arm outward.

When the Leaping Sword was drawn, it didn't have a pillar of bleeding as expected......

In the midst of that wound, a faint golden light flickered.

"It's ......"

"Boundless." Ye Zhao laughed bleakly, "I sealed the wound with Wuya. ”

The legendary sword of guardianship.

The two men stared at each other calmly.

It was at this moment, as far as their eyes could see, that a sky-high light lit up the entire night sky.

"That's ......," Ye Zhao's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

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