Volume 6 Chapter 17 I Will Judge!
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When using gun weapons, the strength that Fury Wind Lingwu can swing is much stronger than when using other weapons, this characteristic is a bit like the innate ability of Fury Wind Lingwu, so after DiCafilo was slashed by Durand, he planned to distance himself and recondense a war spear before he could continue fighting.
But Duland's move "follows you like a shadow" is too timely!
Regardless of his own injuries, Durand took the initiative to stick to the opponent while retreating, and then struck a "knife kill. When the "Sky Split" slashed down, DiCafilo was just about to recondense the war spear, but it was still in the stage of mobilizing the fighting spirit, and the fighting spirit war gun failed to take shape.
As a last resort, this genius boy from the Panin plane could only twist his fist, trying to urge the fighting qi to wrap around the fist, sinking his shoulders and elbows, exhaling and expelling, and colliding with Duland's knife!
"Boom, boom!"
Where the two of them fought, all kinds of energy exploded violently, and even the extremely indestructible space in the Ancient Road was shaken to the point that a slight spatial crack appeared, such a huge movement, if it weren't for the existence of the Dark Enchantment, I am afraid that it would have attracted countless monsters in the Ancient Road.
In this exchange, Durand snorted and stumbled, only to feel that even if the opponent did not have a war gun in his hand, his strength should not be underestimated, and the strength of the punch was like a landslide and tsunami, which shocked his own blood surged.
On the other hand, Dicafillo, he is not as simple as being shocked.
The fighting qi wrapped in the fist struggled to resist the blade of the judgment sword, but under the power of judgment, even the god-level ability seemed to be weakened, the structure of the fighting qi became loose, the density of the fighting qi became thinner, although the blade was a little difficult, it still cut through the fighting qi, and then slashed at Dicafillo's fist!
"Ahhh......h Ahhh ”
DiCafillo's face suddenly turned purple and red like pork liver, and after a moment, the color of blood suddenly faded. Qingxiu's face is almost transparent, he is also a person who has undergone severe training since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to pain, but the pain caused by Duland's knife is too terrifying, DiCafilo saw that one of his little fingers was lightly cut off by a purple blade, and it felt as easy as cutting tofu!
The pain was so severe that the boy's lips trembled involuntarily.
"How dare you hurt me?! How dare you cut off my fingers! You're finished, Battle Mage! Heaven and earth. There are many planes, no one can save your life, I will kill you, I will kill you! ”
DiCafilo stared at Durand with resentment on his face.
Durand was fearless, laughed wildly and scolded: "I'm about to lose, and I dare to brag nonsense!" "The movements of the hands are not slow at all. It was another "slash" three slashes, and the knives were serial, forcing DiCafilo to take three steps back.
With each knife, DiCafillo's whole body will stiffen for a while, which is the effect of "absolute freezing"; The boy used all the subtle steps he had learned in his life, but it was very strange that he couldn't avoid Duland's attack no matter what, which is again the effect of "one hit must be hit".
At last. The fighting armor on Dicafillo's body contains the power of rules, but the power of the rules of the three-color fighting spirit can't resist the slash of the judgment sword.
As a god-level ability, the three-color fighting spirit can't resist the slashing of the judgment sword, which is another miracle effect of "damage deepening".
Absolute judgment, judgment of the world. It seems that even the powerful god-level ability is no exception, and DiCafillo, whose energy level is much higher than Duland, cannot move, dodge, or defend, and has to endure the power of ruthless judgment repeatedly.
"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for making a move on my child before!" Duland's face was indifferent, and his gaze full of murderous intent fell on the young man's hideous and twisted face like a knife.
Without the slightest mercy, Durand once again raised the purple war knife in his hand.
The appearance of holding a huge war knife in both hands is not as agile and changeable as the double knife flow of holding a single knife in each hand. But it is more majestic and domineering, more simple and rude, and more aggressive!
At this moment, Durand seems to have really incarnated as a high-ranking judge. Condescendingly, implement the true meaning of the judgment, fulfill the responsibility of the judgment, and use the absolute power of judgment to kill the obstacles that dare to stand in the way!
Durand's knife was stained with blood.
Among them, there is Dicafillo's blood, and a lot of it is Duland's own blood, and the long hilt has been dyed a blood-red, because Duland's palm is already bleeding, but he doesn't care at all, and his cold eyes only look at the young Dicafilo in front of him.
Almost instinctively, Durand looked down at the boy and, almost reverently, in Sendro's language, spit out a single word: "Trial!" Judge! ”
The sound was like thunder, and it actually contained substantial power, which shocked the face of Dicafilo on the other side, and the young man's cheeks bulged, he couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly!
"You...... You can't kill me! ”
Despair finally dawned in the boy's eyes.
But he hadn't given up yet, despair seemed to stir up all the fierceness hidden in his body, DiCafilo spread his head, his face was covered with blood, like madness: "I am the son of the Angry Wind Spirit Martial God!" I am the future king of the Panin plane! I'm DiCafillo. Raging Wind! You can't kill me! No! ”
The young man suddenly raised his head and let out a beast-like howl, and he took the initiative to disperse the remaining broken fighting armor on his body, and he struggled to mobilize all his three-color fighting energy, condensing it into a simple and heavy three-edged war spear in his hand.
"Spear of Attack, Strange Blue Spear!"
DiCafilo stared at Durand frantically, he had already given up all his defense, intending to pour all his strength into the next blow, no matter what, to destroy the battle mage in front of him, who had repeatedly trampled on his pride and dignity!
He grasped the three-edged war spear tightly with nine fingers, and the body of the spear stabbed flatly, although it was not very fast, and he could not see that it was too powerful, but it had an indescribable strange charm, which made people have to concentrate on it.
Durand stared at DiCafillo's shot, his pupils suddenly constricted.
The unique three-edged spear is said to be the appearance of the weapon of the greatest furious wind spirit martial artist of the year, the Qilan King, with a set of gun skills left by the Qilan King.
"The Odd Blue Spear?" Durand knew this was DiCafillo's strongest and final blow.
Although it is not very strong, there is also an O.8 energy level that is fully mobilized, and Durand also turned over his last hole card and quietly entered the realm of selflessness.
Then he took a half-step back and, using his knife as a pen, drew nine purple rings in the air with great speed.
The shape of each ring is not exactly the same, some are large, some are small, some are flattened, and some are round...... Nine rings nested within each other, whirling in the air.
Then Durand moved forward with an understatement, aiming the tip of the knife at the center of the ring, passing the blade through the rings of different shapes, threading the needle and threading, using the blade as the central axis, and hanging all nine rings on the blade!
In this way, with the knife hanging and the knife being carried by the body, the blade turned in the air nine times in a row, and each turn would add once, and each turn would cut through the space, revealing a black space crack.
In the end, he brought a knife and collided with Dick Philo's strange blue war spear condensed with fighting spirit!
"--Nine songs, serial!"
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