Chapter 427: Light vs. Darkness
At the moment when the two swords roared in unison, attacking each other at an impeccable angle.
The figure in the doorway suddenly turned into a black smoke and dispersed.
The sword body trembled, Xiao Yizi's heart sank, and the whole person threw himself into the air.
This kind of avatar method has already shone in the previous Dragon Ball battles, how could he hit the opponent so easily?
……
However, the other party's black smoke blur was expected by the hour, his sword light penetrated the black fog, and a pair of eyes found Xiao Yizi's figure.
Shi Chen grabbed Xiao Yizi and pushed him out vigorously.
"You go!"
Maybe this is the only chance to escape.
In the black smoke, there was a light sigh, as if he didn't expect the other party to use such a surprise move.
Xiao Yizi's body was light, and the whole person galloped out.
At this moment, a pitch-black long sword suddenly condensed from the black smoke.
Although the attached arm underneath him was not complete, it did not affect his attack in the slightest.
The black sword was silent, chasing in the direction of Xiao Yizi's escape.
It's so fast, it's as if time has stopped.
It broke through the barrier of the air, and a circle of fine air bubbles swung in the air, like the progression of waves, silently plunging into Xiao Yizi's vest.
Then it pierced gently, and in an invisible time, Xiao Yizi's vest was sunken inward with a faint fine point, and the skin was torn......
The sharp sword pierced his back ribs at a very precise angle, and then stabbed lightly into the fist-sized heart.
It wasn't until the sword was drawn that the air shook again.
"Ahh
Xiao Yizi felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person fell forward.
The sound of stabbing from behind reached the ears, and the opponent's black long sword had already been withdrawn.
……
The terrifying sense of speed surpassed the speed of sound, and even the light stopped.
A puddle of blood burst out and spewed backwards, through the black smoke, directly onto Shichen's face.
At the position of Xiao Yizi's vest, an extremely deep wound was opened one finger wide.
"Yizi!"
There was a low cry of regret from the mouth of the hour.
What kind of terrifying speed is this, and that untraceable physical void ability......
Even in his heyday, he may not have a chance of winning.
Xiao Yizi's death basically indicates that their last glimmer of life is shattered.
What a damn ......
Shi Chen gritted his teeth, thinking about the duel between this person and Wei Xunchen today.
The black smoke slowly condensed, and before he could completely change back into human form, Shi Chen saw a terrible face appear in the black smoke—
Like a demon in hell.
Twisted slightly, and then changed back to the way the hour was.
At this moment, a dazzling light bloomed from the sword body of the hour, the Nine Yang One Vein of the Sword Sect, and the sword technique of the Gang to the Yang.
A quick and violent blow that slammed into his chest.
The eyes narrowed slightly, and the pitch-black long sword quickly returned to defense and swung in the air.
With a "boom", the light exploded, and the two swords resonated.
A huge force blasted away.
Both sides stepped back.
The hour stumbled to the ground, his steps were messy, and he took five or six quick steps backwards before he steadied himself.
And the other party only took one step.
This may be the current strength gap between him and the other party.
It's disgusting......
Two identical faces, staring at each other.
The corners of Shichen's mouth twitched, and he thought bitterly, is this the self-inflicted evil fruit as the saying goes?
If it's not greedy to win the Dragon Ball battle, how can you fall into the trap of the other party?
He felt like he was at home, and his eyes became sharp.
Hour raised the sword to his chest, then stabbed at the opponent with both feet.
The sword burst out, overflowing the room.
The other party also seemed to realize that this was the last blow of the trapped beast, and he didn't dare to take it easily, so he began to mobilize that strange body.
The figure quickly dispersed, turning into a cloud of black smoke.
But in the next moment, there was an extremely faint hum from the black smoke.
Shi Chen himself didn't expect that his sword would actually press the black smoke down the moment it stabbed out.
In the blink of an eye, both sides realized a terrible thing-
I don't know what the reason is, but the sword light of the hour just now had an oppressive effect on the void black smoke.
Shi Chen suddenly remembered the battle that Wei Xunchen had fought in the morning, and the Ice Immortal Prison was able to suck this black smoke into it.
That is to say-
This is not complete nihilism.
That cloud of black smoke is like the air you breathe, as long as it can produce enough collision and pressure......
He was overjoyed in his heart, and before the other party could reunite his body, he hurriedly transported the long sword in his hand.
Shine brightly.
Unlike the sword that had escaped before, this time, the hour was mobilizing the light and launching a fierce attack towards the black smoke.
It was like a wind blowing from all directions, and the black was compressed inward by the huge light surging out of it.
At first, it was only a faint black bar erosion......
Then it gradually collapses inward.
The time rejoices in my heart, this method is feasible.
In a way, this form may be a fatal flaw for him.
Even if the opponent turns into black smoke, he will not be harmed, but he will not be able to form an effective attack.
The black smoke was compressed into an extremely tiny cloud, like a fist.
He could almost feel the roar and rage coming from there.
At the same time, there was a terrible force of resistance coming from the black smoke.
In this case, the black smoke is also desperately trying to break out of the cage of light.
As the light oppressed, the rebound force in the black smoke also increased, and it slowly became a little difficult.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Shichen's forehead, and he couldn't imagine what would happen if he failed.
The spiritual power in his body was being consumed at an extremely fast rate, and in order to maintain that cage of light, almost all of his strength was exhausted.
After that, every point of inward pressure has to pay a price several times higher than before.
The wrinkles on his face quickly increased, as if his life had been overdrawn.
The white hair danced with the light, the hour gritted his teeth, his face was pale and frightening, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.
A little.
It's not close.
That cloud of black smoke had been pressed to the size of a finger, and it was about to be destroyed.
However, at this moment, there was a sense of powerlessness in his spiritual veins.
This is a sign of exhaustion.
Just as he was about to completely wipe the black cloud out of the air, the spiritual power in Shichen's body was almost exhausted.
The breath of the hour was suffocated, and the heart was not good.
Pieces of golden light shattered, and black smoke burst outward.
A pitch-black sword burst through it and stabbed it in the chest.
"It's ......"
Shichen's eyes dimmed, and his lips opened slightly.
The sword slashed through his chest.
Blood gushed out.