Blood, stained Sawyer's face red, this blood, from the monster.

Blood, stained one of his hands, this blood, came from himself.

At this time, as the disadvantageous side or the losing side, when he finished saying this, it was not a trace of ridicule, but there was endless seriousness lingering in this area.

Even if his state is not good, the young man in the purple robe is impressed by his momentum, which is a kind of sacrificing spirit and a desperate determination.

Of course, the purple-robed young man was only slightly stunned, with his fifth-order strength, he naturally wouldn't really be intimidated by Sawyer, and immediately, he sneered and said, "Then, let's take a look at whose grave it will be here." ”

The last few words came out of the purple-robed young man's mouth heavily, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, as if at this moment, he was about to leave Sawyer's life here.

The purple-robed young man withdrew the short sword that was held tightly by Sawya, and suddenly, a burst of blood spurted, Sawyer's face twitched slightly, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart, and this pain went straight to the tip of his heart.

At this time, Sawa also stood up, the Akiba Knife was held on his injured right hand, and the blood flowed on the Akiba Knife, but it quickly evaporated, turned into a faint blood mist, and drifted away like smoke and dust.

"Hey, it seems that your Taidao also has fire attributes, but in your hands, this Taidao can't exert its power at all, it is tantamount to destroying the heavens, it is better to wait for you to die, and I will keep it for you." When the purple-robed young man noticed this detail, a covetous look emerged.

Sawa ignored it, just raised the autumn leaf knife, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the eyebrows of the purple-robed young man, and the fierceness in his eyes seemed to have turned into substance.

"In a hurry to die? Then I will be a good person and fulfill you. ”

Before the words fell, the purple-robed young man simply stabbed out with a sword.

It seems to be a simple sword, but it contains extremely powerful spiritual power, if this sword hits Sawya, Sawa will inevitably be hit hard, this is the absolute suppression of strength.

Sawyer is the pinnacle of the fourth order, only one step away from the fifth order, but it is this last step that makes Thoya have no capital to compete with the purple-robed youth at all, and what he can rely on is only the miracle that will be triggered at that moment of life and death.

It is only under the pressure of Tarzan that it is possible to cross the most crucial step, but if Sawyer does not survive that moment, it will pay the price of his life, which is a real gamble with his life.

The right leg is slightly withdrawn, and the standard is so standard that it is impossible to increase the blocking posture, even at this life-and-death juncture, Sawa still does not forget the details of each action, and strives not to show a flaw.

The sonorous sound echoed in this silent place, and even if the block was perfectly cast by Sawyer, unloading most of the power contained in this sword, he was unsteady on his heels, and suddenly fell backwards, almost falling.

"Interesting." The purple-robed young man was also a little shocked by Sawyer's understanding of the basic moves, and in this regard, even if he was pretentious, he had to admit that he was ashamed.

However, Soya is much younger than him, and I am afraid that in time, as long as the former can survive in this environment of the jungle, then, if he is allowed to develop, the former will inevitably surpass him and become a famous powerhouse on the Arad continent, even comparable to the legendary four great sword saints.

Therefore, now that he has made a bond with him, this son must not be kept, and must be erased, so as not to become a trouble.

As soon as he thought of this, the purple-robed young man's eyes became more and more ruthless, and the murderous aura around him almost turned into substance.

Feeling the extremely strong murderous aura, Sawyer's skin tightened unconsciously, and even his hairs stood up.

Sawyer knew that the purple-robed youth's next move might really be a killer move, so he had to deal with it with all his attention and not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

In battle, anyone who has any thoughts that have nothing to do with the battle situation may lose his life, which is by no means an exaggeration, but the actual combat experience summed up from generation to generation.

The purple-robed youth slashed out with another sword, and this time, even if Sawyer successfully blocked again, he was still repelled several meters.

The fifth-order spiritual power advantage is once again reflected, and the fourth-order Sawyer can be said to be powerless to fight back, and even self-preservation is a problem.

Under the attack again and again, Sawyer's physical strength and spiritual power were gradually weakened, and the purple-robed young man was in absolute upper hand with his strong spiritual power.

However, Sawyer never fell, and almost every attack of the purple-robed young man was successfully resisted by Sawyer's block, thus unloading most of his strength, which made the latter extremely angry.

"Damn it." The purple-robed young man scolded casually.

He had let the other three young men see how he had solved the battle, but he had been fighting with a fourth-order peak for so long, even if he couldn't solve the battle with thunder means, it wouldn't drag on for so long!

It made him feel like he had lost face, and in order to save some face, he had to settle the fight quickly.

He despised Sawyer, that's why he shot himself in the foot, if he had regarded Sawyer as an opponent of the same level from the beginning, perhaps, Sawyer would have lost a long time ago.

"I'm not playing with you, let's end this game!" The purple-robed young man found himself a step down so that he could maintain his strong image, which was really shameless.

I saw that the spiritual power around the purple-robed young man was surging, and the spiritual power was like a trickle, flowing towards the dark purple short sword one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the stream of spiritual power turned into a white mist of light, wrapped around the short sword, and at this time, the short sword made a crackling sound, and the violent spiritual power cheered and jumped on the short sword, as if marveling at the power of this combat skill.

Sawyer's face was gloomy, and of course he knew that this was exactly the combat technique that only fourth-order swordsmen could practice, sword slashing!

He looked at the white mist of spiritual power gathered on the dark purple short sword, and the power contained in it reached a terrifying state.

This kind of power actually made him, who had always been calm, feel a burst of shock, this was a sword slash cast by a fifth-order swordsman, and the power would naturally surpass him a lot.

Blocking can only work on general attacks, and has no effect at all on attacks at this level of combat skills.

Therefore, to resist the sword slash by blocking is to kill yourself.

Avoid? It's also unrealistic, like this kind of close range, it's completely too late to dodge, besides, the attack range of the sword slash is not small.

Then he can only deal with it with the strongest means, and his strongest means, that is, his only combat skill, sword slash.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any other way, but he also knew that his sword slash must be invincible to the purple-robed youth's sword slash.

He felt the residual spiritual power in the spirit ding, and he could only cast a sword slash, even if he was defeated, he had to fight, gambling on luck and life

He only hoped that what he hoped for, would happen at this last minute.

Almost the same scene appeared on Sawya's side, and the spiritual mist wrapped around the Autumn Leaf Knife, turning into a thick white short whip.

It's just that the spiritual power on Sawya's side is obviously weaker than that of the purple-robed young man.

Inside Sawyer's spiritual tripod, after he cast the sword slash, it had become empty, and there was no longer a trace of spiritual power.

At this time, everyone's eyes converged between the two.

Aslan, Fanny, and Carl all watched this scene that was about to explode, and although there was little hope, they still chose to believe that this young man who had not been their captain for a long time would bring them a miracle.

The three young men looked at Sawa with a sneer, "This kid was really beaten stupid, with the same combat skills, did he think he could beat the boss?" ”

"That's it, a fourth-order peak, where does the confidence come from?"

"Haha, this kid is really dead."

Under the ridicule of the three of them, Sawa and the purple-robed youth, both carrying weapons containing violent spiritual power, rushed towards each other.

The two of them were surrounded by extremely strong killing intent, like two murderous killing gods, obviously, they both wanted to put each other to death.

In this formation, the surrounding trees and weeds are shaking violently.

When the two of them were less than three meters apart, the weapons in their respective hands turned into two pure white arcs of light, and slashed towards each other at the same time.

It's just that one of the arcs of light is far less thick than the other, but its power is higher than the other.

That thin arc of light, the spiritual power contained in it, seems to have been compressed, if the previous spiritual power was scattered, then the current spiritual power is pure and concentrated, and the power is becoming stronger because of this.

Suddenly, a powerful wave rippled, like layers of ripples on the water surface.

This fluctuation shook off all the loose branches and leaves on the tree