Chapter 189: This Is Domestic Violence!
Only a storm can knock down a tree? FNNDP!
Don't underestimate the immortal who has been repairing for 10,000 years with a non-existent sword manicure under the cracked and stinky feet of the Giant King!
…… Thinking of this inexplicably, Yeyu smiled slightly bitterly.
With a dagger across his chest, he was ready for battle.
"Don't say I'm bullying you, Yeyu, I'll let you do it first."
Panesy beckoned to him, a disapproving smile on her face.
Night's eyes were clear, and as you wished, he slammed on the ground and rushed forward. A real man is not cowardly, he just wants to be positive. Although he is now a daughter, handsomeness is a lifelong thing, and he can't be cowardly!
"The momentum is barely ...... No, it's still not qualified. ”
Panesy whispered again, and she grabbed a few sword flowers in her hand to confirm the feel...... She looked like she didn't take the night in her eyes, but in fact she was watching the reflection of the blade in her hand, and the figure of the night was rapidly getting bigger.
Immediately into Panish's eyes was a white glow.
With the mirror-like blade of the dagger, Nightshade managed to reflect the sunlight that was shining directly above onto Panish's blade, how could he not have guessed what Panishy was thinking? This kind of humiliating little trick can be fatal when necessary!
Entering the range of the attack, Yayu quickly made a judgment, leaning forward slightly while the dagger sliced through the side of Panishi's body.
Shadow Strike!
However, in the next second, Yexi's heart sank.
Under the surprised gaze of the night grate, Panish's body only shook, and she turned around, following the trajectory of the night dagger's swing, narrowly avoiding the amplitude of the night dagger's swing.
"Unqualified!"
Panesy jerked her head up and rushed towards the night bowl with an unparalleled momentum.
Her speed suddenly exploded, and her body rushed like a raging wave, far more amazing than a flickering teleportation.
The sword danced, and the ghostly steps left a faint afterimage in the air. The mountain-like charge, which cracked into the ground, was diametrically opposed to the sword shadow of the cold light in her hand, one soothing and one slowing, one closing one, but it was so harmonious.
The moment Ye Yu subconsciously parried the long sword with his dagger, Ye Yu's heart beat half a beat slower - like a storm of battle intent swallowed him, and the hand holding the dagger trembled unconsciously. Under Panish's ethereal sword flowers, the pajamas on Yasaki's right arm were cut into pieces, and her snow-white skin was exposed to the air.
- She's serious.
Sensing that something is wrong, the night is almost a reflex backwards.
Panesy didn't give him a respite, though.
She strode slightly, her long sword and phoenix groaning, and a gust of wind rolled up. Faintly, the night heard the sound of weapons running in from the "decorative" armory trying to break free from the shackles and eager to try. Accompanied by the cheers of weapons, short swords, long swords, greatswords, swords, spears, crossbow arrows—these nights thought they were holding beautiful weapons, but now they all poured towards his location!
"What the hell! You're a foul!! It's domestic violence—"
Ye Yu almost shook his hand, why didn't he play according to the routine.
What does it do? Ten Thousand Buddhas? With the breath of the sword? Please, this is a fantasy wind world of swords and arts, okay? Can you do something more unscientific, don't always do this kind of trick of cultivating immortals!
A strong sense of crisis locked on him in all directions, and Yelu clenched his teeth, constantly parrying the attacks of Panich's sword with a nerve-burning speed, and had to resist the torrential rain of arrogant weapons as resources.
It's very difficult to resist just by resisting, no, you can't be in a passive situation all the time, so take jujube pills!
Yeyu held her breath slightly, mentally prepared to explode.
When he first arrived in the small town of Iloste, he could only forge twenty-seven daggers at the same time, but now he ......
"Space Forge."
Seventy-seven daggers, this is the limit of what he can currently operate with distraction.
Using these daggers to ward off the rain of countless weapons, Nightoshi launched a powerful attack, intending to subdue Panishy with one move.
It's not for nothing that I've suffered on the continent of Helset!
The blade of the sword deflected, and at the moment when the night was about to burst out with all its strength, he was forcibly stopped.
As if seeing through what Nightshade was thinking, Panishy launched a more fierce attack with a face on her face, forcefully interrupting Nightshade's thoughts. The combo, like a storm, made the wrist of the night make a bad sound of bone knuckle rubbing.
There is no trace of soft-heartedness, the frosty and snow-like long sword refracts the sun, and the falling flowers are colorful and ethereal.
The sword blade that was as light as a feather, and the surging sword intent completely defeated Ye Zhu's breath.
The blue sword turned, and Panish's sword swirled around the night's body, and the light was extinguished. She "inadvertently" slashed the long sword around Yexi's throat, and Yezhu's skin was instantly raised by the cold blade and the hairs stood on end.
The sharp blade of the sword did not move away from him, always clinging to his skin, but his body was not cut in the slightest. On the other hand, under the glow of the flowing sword shadow, the fabric of the pajamas worn by the night dwarf gradually decreased.
On this day, Yelu finally remembered the horror that was once dominated by Panish, and the humiliation of the unique treatment of the same child protagonist.
In thousands of combat trainings, Night's only positive achievement was that he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, pretended to be dead, and won by bursting out with all his might while Panich was unprepared. Besides...... All were a landslide victory for Panish.
"I don't believe it!!"
Night's eyes widened, trying to see the trajectory of Panish's sword-dancing.
However, under the furious attack of Panish's 2.50 full attack speed, the visual alone cannot collect combat information at all. Nightshade decisively used it along with her senses, and the dagger in her hand continued to change, resisting the onslaught of Panesy's ethereal shower as much as possible.
“…… Unqualified. ”
Up close, Nighto's words could be heard clearly.
Her momentum changed in an instant, from a violent wind that swept everything through to a stop that contained a powerful blow. The dark blue long sword slashed down heavily, and Ye Yu subconsciously held the dagger with both hands, barely resisting it in a cross-slash posture.
Fortunately, in the state of Panes's spirit body, her strength is not much greater than that of Yezhu.
Just as Yeyu was about to fight back, something shocked him.
"Spatial Broken Veins."
Panesy whispered.
The blue sword shone brightly, and the vibrations of the long sword one after another swayed through the long sword on the dagger of the night!
"How could you ......"
Under the startled murmur of Nighttime, the irresistible force pierced through him, and the phantom dagger shattered.
Before Ye Yu could react, the layers of killing intent that surged like a tsunami locked the entire practice room.
Ye Yu felt like he had fallen into a sea of ice, and the cold, piercing killing intent wrapped around his body like a gelatinous slime. His senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, all perceptions are telling him that this is a force you can't resist.