"It's a pity...... I deceived you when I first met you officially, my power is not that of the Grim Reaper, and this knife is not a sword of slashing. Through the eyes shining with blue light on the head of the armor, Yang Weiwei looked at Long Xiangtian with a look of astonishment on his face, and said softly.

"What kind of ability are you!?" Long Xiangtian could feel the strong coercion from the black and blue armored figure in front of him, there was no doubt that the other party must have been transformed by Yang Weiwei himself, but in his memory, he couldn't find where the ability of this armor came from, if it was "Metal Gear Solid", the difference would be too big.

"It's normal that you won't know that, after all, this ability comes from a 3D anime first produced by the Japanese Dragon Child Animation Studio in 2005." Yang Weiwei spoke softly, and the voice coming out of the armor was a little heavy, I have to say that the anime "Raven Karas" is a very exciting and gorgeous anime in the 2005 anime, and the cool 3D fighting effect is rare in that era.

It's just that in this era of selling meat anime at every turn, the anime "Raven Karas" has gradually been forgotten, and finally became an unpopular anime, of course, the biggest reason is that the house culture was not popularized in China at that time, and computers were not available in every household, and if you wanted to watch Japanese anime at that time, you needed to go to a video store near your home to rent.

"I can't believe you still have such a powerful killer weapon!?" Long Xiangtian frowned and said in a deep voice, of course, he didn't feel angry in his heart that Yang Weiwei deceived him, after all, it was not incomprehensible to keep some nirvana skills for himself.

"I really don't want to be transformed into a demon by saying that." Whispering, Yang Weiwei held the knife in both hands and placed it on his shoulder, with an attack posture that wanted to use the 'Secret Sword Yan Hui', of course, he would not be Sasaki Kojiro's three-knife sword swing in an instant.

'Whoosh! It was like a harsh sound caused by the rapid friction of the air, and in the next moment, Yang Weiwei had already come to Long Xiangtian's body, and under the other party's subconscious raising of the sword to block, the slender sword in his hand had already slashed down heavily.

"Drink!" With a fierce shout, Yang Weiwei slammed his free left hand on Long Xiangtian's lower abdomen, and then his legs suddenly exerted force. Two figures pierced through the snow-covered trees and flew into the air.

"Damn!" Long Xiangtian was very anxious at this time, he was punched into the air by Yang Weiwei, and the sides of the crimson windbreaker were greatly opened, like the wings of a bat, allowing him to float in the air in a short time. It's just that in the air, his agility is also decreasing.

"It seems that your ability comes from Devil May Cry 4, if it's Devil May Cry 3, you should be able to use that lightning guitar with flying ability!" With a low joking sound, Yang Weiwei's wings of Icarus stretched out from the position of the pipa bone behind him, and the wings flapped and flew towards Long Xiangtian with an acceleration.

"Style switch. Royal Guard! In a hurry, Long Xiangtian quickly switched his style to the royal guard, and a layer of crimson magic shield appeared on his body when he made a blocking posture, Yang Weiwei felt that his attack was like hitting a thick shield, and Long Xiangtian, who was hit by this blow, only felt a feeling of discomfort in his chest.

Long Xiangtian, who used the style ability of the royal guard to resist Yang Weiwei's blow, quickly fell into the forest, seeing this, Yang Weiwei also flapped the wings of Icarus and flew back to the ground, just when his legs were just standing on the ground, Long Xiangtian had already broken free from the snowdrift, put the blade of rebellion back behind him, and took out a dark black box shining with gold edges.

"Pandora's Box!?" Yang Weiwei naturally knew what the black box in Long Xiangtian's hand was. It was a very cool magic weapon in "Devil May Cry 4", but he didn't expect Long Xiangtian to be able to use this big killing weapon, saying that this 'Pandora's box' is really very different from the Pandora's box he saw in "God of War 3"!

"Die! Bastard! With a roar, Long Xiangtian manipulated the Pandora's box in his hand to transform into the form of a Gatling Vulcan cannon, and the swarthy barrel sparks of the six swarthy barrels shone and swirled, and a rain of bullets was shooting towards Yang Weiwei.

"Tsk!" Smacking his lips in an unhappy whisper, Yang Weiwei let the Taidao in his hand float in front of him, and then made a very strange gesture with both hands, the Taidao actually rotated rapidly in a fan shape in front of him, roaring when the rain of bullets hit the rotating blade. The sparks that popped up and splashed were resisted.

"Style switch, Gun God!" Seeing that the Pandora Box Gatling Vulcan Cannon form could not deal with Yang Weiwei, Long Xiangtian did not hesitate to switch the style to the spear god style that could exert the power of Pandora's Box to the strongest, and then the Pandora's Box in his hand continued to deform like a Rubik's Cube. In the end, it turned into an exaggerated horror rocket launcher with three huge muzzles.

"It's too slow!" With a loud shout, Yang Weiwei held back the floating and rotating Taidao in front of him with his right hand at the moment when Long Xiangtian transformed Pandora's box into a rocket launcher and raised it to aim, and threw it at the other party with a sharp rotation.

Placing his hands on his chest like a ninja, he quickly formed a few seals, and with Yang Weiwei's voice, "Hurry!" 's soft shout, under Long Xiangtian's demonic burning crimson flames with panicked eyes. The sword that was rapidly spinning and flying towards him suddenly split into five spinning blades with a flash of golden light.

"Oops! It's too late for a style switch! Seeing the 5 rotating and cutting knives, the panic in Long Xiangtian's heart became even heavier, if it was usual, he could still use the style of the royal guard to block, but now his style is in the spear god, every time his own style ability is switched, he needs to wait for a period of cooldown period before he can switch styles again.

Without hesitation, he took back Pandora's box, Long Xiangtian took out a knife tied with a bright yellow ribbon and a blue handle, and after making a starting gesture of drawing a knife and slashing, the next moment he swung it forward as he drew the knife...... The air in front of him appeared densely packed with countless sword qi with dark blue blades that divided the space.

The 5 spinning knives were bounced away after hitting the blades of the space slash, and after hitting a large number of sparks, the 5 knives that flew into the air condensed together and turned into 1 again, and then spun and flew back into Yang Weiwei's hand.

"Enma Blade!?" Yang Weiwei is naturally no stranger to the sword in Long Xiangtian's hand that can break through space, it is the twin brother of Dante, the hero of "Devil May Cry", the weapon used by Virgil, and the setting in the game can still open the key to the demon world.

"Oops! The time for Majin is almost over! Feeling that the magic power consumed by the demon in his body was no longer enough to sustain himself in this state, Long Xiangtian could only make an extremely unwilling plan in a hurry.

"I have to admit it! You are indeed very strong now, but you can't help me either! He shouted in a deep voice. Long Xiangtian took out Pandora's box again, but this time he turned it into the state of a flying machine, and the Pandora's box in the state of the flying machine was quickly lifted into the air with both hands, it seemed that he was planning to escape. Once he was released from the state of demonization, it was obvious that he could not be Yang Weiwei's opponent in crow form.

"You want to run away!?" Seeing Long Xiangtian manipulating Pandora's box to fly into the air, Yang Weiwei didn't know the other party's plan.

"Don't waste your efforts, it's impossible for your wings to catch up with Pandora's Box!" Long Xiangtian broke through the flight speed of Yang Weiwei's Icarus Wings with a single word, and the flight speed of these wings was compared to Pandora's Box. Just like the gap between a bicycle and a motorcycle, Yang Weiwei can't compare to the speed at which Long Xiangtian twists the throttle.

"I won't let you escape!"

Hearing the shouting from behind him, Long Xiangtian, who had already manipulated Pandora's box to fly into the air and was about to escape, almost didn't curse after looking back, only to see that the marigold magic array used for transformation appeared in front of Yang Weiwei again, and the moment his figure jumped through this magic array...... He was replaced by a dark blue fighter of his size, with wings on both sides of Yang Weiwei's hands and four bullet launchers installed.

"! Can you turn into a fighter jet!? Seeing Yang Weiwei, who had transformed into a fighter, flying towards him quickly, Long Xiangtian was panicked and urged the speed of the Pandora's Box aircraft with all his might, but unfortunately the final result was that he could only watch Yang Weiwei in the form of a fighter getting closer and closer to him.

"It's over." Obviously there is no organ to speak. However, the fighter emitted Yang Weiwei's voice from the inside, and then he saw that the wings on both sides were shining with purple light, and countless dark purple energy bombs hit Long Xiangtian and knocked him down.

"Looks like you're going to keep me here forever." Putting away Pandora's box and getting up from the ground, Long Xiangtian said in a painful tone.

"You were the first to attack me, what qualifications do you have to talk to me in such a victim tone?" Yang Weiwei, who landed on the ground, changed into a fighting posture and said in a very unhappy tone, and at the same time raised the sword in his hand to give the opponent the final blow.

"I'm just trying to get what I want, is that wrong!?" Shouting loudly, feeling that the remaining magic power in his body was no longer enough to maintain his demon form, Long Xiangtian pulled out the rebellious blade behind him. Infused with mana into the Rebellious Blade, the thick blade shimmered with crimson magical lightning.

"Are you ready to take a gamble?" Yang Weiwei, who asked softly, did not expect the other party to give him a nod or answer, and held the handle of the knife on his right shoulder with both hands. After a slight shake, the slender blade suddenly shattered like glass, and from the larger hilt slowly extended the large knife full of serrated teeth.

There was a scorching white mist emitting from the sawtooth broadsword, and the falling snowflakes were close to evaporating into water, and the dark red stripes on the heavy blade shone brightly, and at this moment, Long Xiangtian felt that the temperature around him also became warm. The snow on the ground is melting at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

The crimson magic power materialized around Long Xiangtian's body, and when Yang Weiwei turned the Taidao into a sawtooth broadsword, a huge bird-shaped black shadow appeared behind him, which was actually a pitch-black crow with wings outstretched, but the black shadow crow's eyes were blood-red, and the blue pupils on the head of Yang Weiwei's armor were gradually infected by the crow's blood-colored pupils.

The next moment it seemed to condense in this time and space...... Yang Weiwei's figure appeared where Long Xiangtian was, and Long Xiangtian himself also appeared in Yang Weiwei's position, and a broken big sword body spun in the air and fell to the ground between the two.

"Why is this happening? I actually lost! Long Xiangtian, whose magic power was exhausted, changed back into his original human form from the demon form, looking at the rebellious blade broken from the middle in his hand in disbelief, and the next second, blood splattered from his body under the severe pain.

The armor on his body turned into dark blue points of light and disappeared, Yang Weiwei slowly turned to look at Long Xiangtian who climbed onto the pool of blood that flowed out of him, and said softly: "Rebel Blade, this sword is a gift from Sparta, the most powerful magic swordsman in the Demon Realm, to his son Dante, and then gave the Enma Sword to his eldest son Virgil. ”

"Sparta gave the blade of rebellion to his son in the hope that he would use the sword to protect what he wanted to protect, but now what you are doing is completely contrary to the original purpose of the sword, and now you have been dominated by the dark side of your heart, greed, jealousy, arrogance, and rage...... The original sin of mankind has taken over your heart! ”

"Is that so......?" The broken rebellious blade in his hand is probably the best proof of this, which represents this sword...... He no longer recognized Long Xiangtian as his master, and with a strong unwillingness in his heart, Long Xiangtian closed his eyes in pain.

"Go all the way." Whispering softly, Yang Weiwei suddenly knelt on one knee in pain, coughed up a mouthful of blood with his mouth wide open, held the knife in his left hand and supported himself on the ground, while his right hand was covering his left abdomen that was constantly overflowing with blood red, and cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead and drip to the ground. (To be continued.) )