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Seldon's mouthful of blood spurted wildly, and he looked at Duland's face up close, as if he hadn't recovered from the sudden blow.

At this moment, the water god didn't even think: "Why would Durand be able to cut the 121st knife after the 121o knife?" ”

Instead, he thought, "The power of this sword...... How can it be so strong?! ”

The second part of the Tyrant's One Hundred and Fifty Blows - which is the final 3o knife - is not the same as before. The first 12o knife is just about avoiding the opponent's attack while counterattacking, and the last 3o knife is on the basis of the defensive counterattack, adding a little -

Use your opponent's attack power for your own!

At this moment, Seldon's scimitar is slashing at Duland's waist.

The power of the knife was transferred to Duland, and some of it was dissolved by the defense of the "armed extension", and some of it was somehow transferred to the judgment knife along Duland's knife-holding arms, becoming part of Duland's angry slash.

It seems that Duland's posture at the moment contains some kind of mystery, which can incorporate the enemy's attack that falls on him into his own slash!

Because of this, the power of this knife has skyrocketed!

If Seldon and the others were caught off guard by the attack power of themselves and their opponents, how could they not be injured?

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem! Serdon coughed violently and staggered back two steps, trying to distance himself and gain time to adjust.

But Durand followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how he retreated. Then, Durand slashed out again. He whispered in his mouth: "122! ”

The few steps that followed up with the opponent were Duland's own physical skills "following him", and the knife that was cut after the follow-up was the "Tyrant One Hundred and Fifty Blows" taught by Learmons!

Durand himself didn't realize this at all, he just naturally combined the two in battle, but this actually has a very important significance, which means that Durand has a deeper understanding of this set of abilities in the process of casting. It also means that Durand has taken the first step to create his own energy asana - initially jumping out of the inherent framework of the existing energy style.

Of course, neither of the two men in the battle had time to take care of this detail.

With Duland's angry slashing action, his figure disappeared in an instant. Seldon passively struggled to make a knife and successfully hit Duland's arm, but this time he was still "borrowed" by Duland, and the scimitar failed to stop Duland, but strengthened Duland's attack. A flash of purple sword light swept over the water god Seldon. Another small wave of blood!

"Damn, this ...... What kind of knife technique is this? ”

Seldon's passivity was completely passive, his lips and his robe were covered with blood, but he didn't even have time to wipe it, and the wolf retreated in disarray.

Considering the face of the god in front of so many people, he insisted that he did not use a higher energy level. Instead, he used the "Water Scale Armor" on the surface of his body with all his might, and transferred the attacks he received to the scimitar with all his might. But in this way, his sword skills immediately became more sluggish, and he couldn't resist it anymore.

And Durand is a one. After passing the water god in a hurry, it emerged in another direction. He immediately turned around, came back with a knife, and shouted, "123! ”

This sound of interruption finally stopped suppressing the volume, and Duland's shouts rumbled and exploded in the sky, like a thunderclap rising suddenly from the flat ground!

The battle mages watching the battle felt that Durand was about to be overwhelmed a moment ago, but they didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, the battle situation instantly tilted towards Duland's side, and for a while, exclamations came one after another.

"What's going on? Lord Seldon's vomiting blood? ”

"That's not the point, the point is that Master Durand has already made 123 cuts? And since just now, the power of his slash seems to have skyrocketed!! ”

The battle mages could no longer maintain their composure, if the previous stalemate between Durand and Seldon, which made the atmosphere of the scene like a bowstring that was getting tighter and tighter, then Duland's sudden explosion at the moment was a violent rebound after the bowstring was tensed to the extreme!

A pair of shocked, puzzled, and curious eyes all fell on the battle group in the sky, and no one wanted to deviate slightly, for fear of missing even the slightest detail.

Guoguo flew into the air almost uncontrollably, muttering a count: "123, 124...... 13o、131…… 14o……！ ”

One hundred and forty knives, Durand still has no intention of stopping, and he has no signs of weakening his strength, but his attack power is stronger than one knife!

Guoguo, as the vice-captain of the special team, can't be calm, and Tucson, who is the captain of the special team, is a little better, but it's not much better.

"If Durand, he really wins, Master Seldon......" Tucson shuddered.

If Durand really wins Seldon, then this battle is enough to be recorded in the history of Sendelo! Even among the many main planes, Durand is enough to draw a heavy stroke - because this will be a battle between non-gods and gods, and a battle that subverts the inherent cognition between planes!

"Just wait for that last cut!" Tucson and the dragon Rodgert are actually waiting for Durand to be able to make the last cut, which is the one hundred and fifty cut.

If you succeed in casting one hundred and fifty swords, it will be an extremely sublimated sword, and it will be a sword that will determine the outcome of the battle and defeat that will be released in an instant after the entire savings of the first 149 swords!

In the sky, Durand has already reached the one hundred and forty-fifth knife.

The energy level in the body is rapidly depleting, and the energy level of 3o units can support the transformation time longer than the original three minutes, but it can't be too long.

"Huhu...... Whew! "Durand can feel a faint burning pain in his lungs every time he breathes, and by now he has reached the limit of the fierce battle.

"You must resist it, you must hold it up, you must stand it until the last knife is displayed! Decide the winner with that sword! ”

By now, the water god Seldon had completely fallen into passivity, his head and face were covered with blood, and the slightly curly black length had turned red. The wolf bèi is like a god. He waved the scimitar in his hand like crazy, but he couldn't stop Duland's tyrant one hundred and fifty blows!

Fully-cast Duland. It's like a completely moving chariot, rolling and crushing, unstoppable!

During this period, Seldon wanted to break the agreement several times and used the energy level of 3o units, but he had a fluke idea in his heart: "The next knife, maybe the next knife, Duland's knife technique will be finished." Once you hold on until Durand's performance is over, the victory is mine! ”

But Durand has gone from one hundred and twenty to one hundred and thirty, and from one hundred and thirty to one hundred and forty, and there is still no end to the posture, and he is still continuing to make a knife!

"Damn it...... Damn it, damn it, damn it!! Seldon suddenly roared wildly, "Duland, this is not a knife technique you can create!" Who taught you! Yes! That's impossible. How is it possible that there are more than 140 postures in Noh Asana!? ”

Durand didn't answer, he just slashed wildly!

When the one hundred and forty-nine swords came out, the face of the water god Serdon was violently distorted, he had already supported it to the limit, and he could no longer withstand it.

"Duland, you're forcing me. You forced me!! At this moment, Seldon brazenly showed the energy level of 11o units, and he no longer intends to abide by the agreement!

"I knew it would be like this." Durand looked at Seldon, his face full of undisguised mockery and disdain, "You kind of person." Not worthy of being a battle mage at all! ”

"But it doesn't matter." Durand raised his knife, and his expression instantly became angry and cold. As if possessed by Learmons, "Tyrant, one hundred and fifty!" ”

Knife 150......

The last sword of extreme sublimation is finally slashed out!!

Seldon's body froze suddenly, his eyes instantly widened, and he suddenly realized that he could not hear anything, the sound of the wind, the sound of knives, the long groans of Duland, the chatter and exclamation of the battle mages below...... Even the sound of Serdon's own heartbeat, the sound of blood flowing, and the sound of organs squirming could not be heard!

At this moment, heaven and earth lost their voice.

This was true not only for Seldon, but for all the other spectators.

It's as if all the sounds have been drained, cleaned, and sucked by the lit purple knife in Duland's hand, and all of them have become part of the knife!

The color also quickly faded from Serdon's eyes.

Seldon only felt that Durand in front of him seemed to be standing there, but it seemed to become very distant, and at the same time became very tall, like a great god with black and white light and shadow, looking down at Celdon, and then raised the purple war knife in his hand, which had also become huge, and cut off his head!

At this moment, on the entire battlefield, except for Durand himself, everyone couldn't move, and could only stare blankly at the purple sword, which lightly swept over the body of the water god Seldon.

The silent and colorless world, I don't know how long it lasted, and the suffocating feeling of depression finally gradually dissipated.

The world that has lost its voice has a voice again.

Everything that has no light has also regained its brilliance.

“…… Hmm......" Tucson didn't seem to slow down for a long time, and remained in a posture of staring up, holding his breath for a while, before suddenly relaxing, panting, and the others reacted in much the same way, and everyone was now sweating profusely.

"Good, so scary!" Tucson was sweaty with his hands, and after a moment of respite, he looked at the sky again, and there was even a lot of horror in his eyes!

"That last blow...... Even if I've seen it once, I still feel like it...... It's scary!! ”

The demon dragon Rodgert let out a long breath and patted the stunned queen beside him, but what he thought in his heart was: "Durand seems to be even stronger than last time, but how long has it been?" That guy's progress is too fast......"

In the sky, the purple light gradually dimmed, and after Durand slashed the last sword of extreme sublimation, the energy level was finally exhausted, and the trial realm disappeared first, and then the effectiveness of the armed extension gradually faded.

An indescribable feeling of weakness and fatigue welled up in his heart, and Durand turned his head with some difficulty, looking at Serdon, the god of water who was standing motionless in the void.

"What the hell happened to him?" Everyone stared nervously at the sculptural Seldon.

Click......

A slight cracking sound, although small, clearly reached the ears of everyone present at this moment!

Then, under the gaze of countless incredulous eyes, the artifact scimitar in Serdon's hand shattered.

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