"Want to go?!" Zhu Cheng shouted, unshelved the long sword in Ye Zhao's hand, and then turned around and bypassed, blocking the front of Ye Wuwu.

Ye Zhao didn't expect him to have such a fast speed, and the whole person flashed in front of him, and the speed was so fast that it caused a whirlwind.

In the middle of his heart, Zhu Cheng held the sword in both hands, and recited a sword trick in his mouth, only to see the sword soaring, the raging flames rose ten zhang high, and his hands made scissors, sweeping towards the night without worry.

The flames approached quickly, sending huge sparks through the air.

Seeing that the flames were about to ignite the night carefree body, the other party suddenly disappeared.

Zhu Cheng stayed in place for a moment, although it was only for a moment, he could see it extremely clearly, the other party's entire body flew away, turned into a black air current, and then passed through his body.

At that moment, he almost felt the chill that hit his soul.

What kind of ability is this?

It was just that the figure of the night carefree flickered, and reunited into a tangible black body in the doorway, and his hands gently grabbed the edge of the cloak, enveloping the body, and then left without looking back.

It's like a ghost, flickering several times in a row, and it's gone far away.

When Ye Zhao saw this, he knew that His Excellency didn't need him to worry about it, so he concocted the same method, put the black cloak on his head, and then turned around and flew out.

……

Emiya stood in the air, and when he was hesitating whether to make a move, he saw two rays of light in the air, one black and one white.

The black figure couldn't see his face clearly, and flew straight towards the Dragon Bone Mountain Range in the west, and the white was his deputy commander, Zhu Cheng, who fell tightly behind.

"My lord! Come with me! Zhu Cheng glanced at it hurriedly, shouted to the Wei Palace, and then didn't look back to chase Ye Zhao.

"Do you need me?" The corners of Wei Gong's mouth twitched, and then he shook his head helplessly.

He remembered Zhu Cheng's words-

If you don't do it, you're going to kill your head.

He sighed, drove the flying sword under his feet, and flew in the direction of the two of them.

Before returning to his original body, he could only do his duty.

……

Birds flew in the woods, sparks crackled in the night, and four long swords intertwined with each other.

Both of them are masters of the tenfold realm, and each move stirs up a circle of qi waves, and then destroys all the lives around them with a devastating momentum.

Fine dust rises upwards with a scorching smell.

Two bolts of lightning collided back and forth, so fast that it was almost impossible to see a human figure.

"You can't escape!" Zhu Cheng approached Ye Zhao, and the flame giant sword in his hand slashed towards him with a huge flame storm that had no intention of matching.

But I saw a purple electric light, ushered in at an incredible angle.

There was a loud bang.

The huge explosion swept everything in front of him, and the surrounding trees were uprooted, and before they could fly out, they were destroyed into ashes by the huge flames that burst out.

The scorching smell filled the air, and a huge amount of hot air rose, filling the surrounding cold air to form a powerful cyclone.

With the two of them as the center, a huge semi-circular pit was exploded.

Their robes were blown by the wind, and their hair was wild.

Ye Zhao swung a sword hard, and then took a big leap backwards with his strength.

"Why are you killing yourself?"

The man's voice was low, with a dreamy magnetic voice.

Zhu Cheng was about to pursue with all his might, when a huge light suddenly burst out in front of him.

"It's ......"

He held the sword in his hand, blocking in front of him, and in the gap in the center of the giant sword, a piece of golden light was faintly visible.

A golden sword from Ye Zhao's waist came out of its sheath, scattered into pieces in the air, and then condensed back, wrapping his whole body.

"Excalibur knows no bounds." Zhu Cheng recognized the name of the sword, which was the personal sword of the famous sword god Shi Jiajia in the dark world, known for its defense, and it was said that it could transform into armor and be indestructible.

But how could it be in this person?

Ye Zhao glanced at him sadly, let out a sigh, and then flew over.

"Sword Ten: Flying Sky Shadow Slash."

The air suddenly darkened, and Ye Zhao's figure seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Huge murderous aura.

The long sword flashed a black electric light in the air, and it came straight to Zhu Cheng's door.

The starlight shone brightly, rapidly enlarged in Zhu Cheng's eyes.

This man's swordsmanship is quite strange, like a ghost in the night.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhu Cheng twisted his backhand, and the flames swung outward, exploding with him as the center of the circle.

This is a trick to reduce ten guilds with one force, and it is also to take this opportunity to force Ye Zhao to show up.

"Here!"

In the corner of Zhu Cheng's eyes, he saw a golden light, flying towards him through layers of flames.

A smug smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then his swords crossed his chest, slashing from the inside out.

There was a loud "boom".

First, a two-person radius white flame ring was generated, and then it spread rapidly.

A figure rolled over and fell to the ground, only to be knocked back by the force just now.

Ye Zhao's feet scraped two long deep marks on the ground, and it took a hundred meters to finally stop retreating.

He frowned and stared coldly at the firelight in the distance.

In the firelight, there was a cough.

A line of blood broke open on Zhu Cheng's shoulder, and bright red blood oozed out, staining his white python suit red.

The move that he tried his best just now didn't make this person's [Boundless] golden armor break the defense.

Looks like that's the only way to go.

Zhu Cheng groaned slightly, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining.

"Red Lotus Blooms! Thorn of the White Night! O infinite flame, burn all the sins of this world! ”

"It's ......"

Ye Zhao's eyes widened in horror when he saw the sword light in his hand.

Zhu Cheng put his two swords together, and then freed up a huge purple dazzling light in his hand.

The sword body with a void sword light skyrocketed more than tenfold, and in his hand, it seemed to hold a pillar of sky-high light.

The light around him suddenly dimmed, as if it had been sucked in by the long sword in his hand.

Then it quickly backlogged and catapulted out in the direction of Ye Zhao.

A huge white light whistled by, a kilometer or so wide.

Ye Zhao had no choice but to let go, he shouted, and with his sword on the ground, his body was injured and the golden armor was dazzling.

A huge whistling sound hit, and white light rushed over his body.

"It's terrible destructive." Wei Gong hurried from the air, and he was still far away, when he saw a huge white light rushing out from the ground, as if a huge electromagnetic pulse had erupted, and there was not a single grass left in the place where he passed.

In the dark forest, a long path of ashes was washed out, and the trees on both sides were ignited by the scorching air, and a raging fire was rising.

Ye Zhao stood in place, and after a moment, the golden armor on his face began to peel off piece by piece.

His face was exposed to the firelight, and a line of blood ran down the corner of his mouth.

"He, Mom, uh-huh......"

Zhu Cheng let out a muffled snort, then his upper body spun in half a circle and fell softly from the air.

The move just now almost overdrew all the essence in his body.

The night was silent again, except for the flames burning, emitting a scorching stench.

……