Priscia was still controlling the two Abysses, and this was what Miria learned when she saw the opposite lip shape, a fact that was considered bad, and certainly a fact that was considered good.

If it is Priscia who controls these two Abysses now, then it means that the efforts of the previous Great Swords have been in vain, but it also means that the two Abysses cannot exert their true strength, even if the person who controls them is stronger than them.

Miria glanced at the battlefield on the other side, although it seemed that the big sword was suppressed, but it was only a retreat, and she knew that they had already set up the battlefield and waited for the other party to fall into the trap.

"Tabasha?"

"No, I still don't feel anything, the other party seems to be an empty shell, there is nothing in it."

Empty shells?

Impossible, Miria seems to be fighting with another abyss, although the will of the other party has been suppressed to the limit, but there are still some basic things, and the existence on the other side also has its own will from the last encounter, so probably.

"The Abyss has fallen!"

Suddenly, Miria turned her head to look in the direction of the Holy Capital, and she felt a huge and terrifying demonic aura dismantle over there, although this was only the first time she had seen it, it was undoubtedly a sign of the fall of the Abyss.

"Priscia is already so powerful that she can kill the Abyss in a short period of time?"

Surprised, hesitant, but only allowed for a moment, the next moment must be chosen.

"Tabasha withdrew from the battlefield and joined up with Galadia, using the kilometer as the final cordon to monitor the actions of the Abyssal Ones, and Flora abandoned the original plan and adopted the second response plan."

"Understood."

Miria blocked the abyss who attacked again with a big sword in her hand, and after only a short period of thought and conversation, the other party's fallen hands had been reconnected, and judging from the touch of the hand, the other party was completely healed and was able to exert all his strength.

But even so, since you have decided to use option 2, you only need to fight with all your might.

"Helen, Jane."

"Ready."

On the other side, under the deliberate inducement of Claire and Flora, Cassandra is led into a trap.

"Bump."

A crash of rock shattered, for the abyss, the rock in the way could not hinder her for long, but all the great sword needed was that short time.

"Chopping the wind." "High-speed sword."

The two swords came out together to set off gusts of wind, and the sword light was invisible to the naked eye, and the blade could not be seen, only the moment of flesh and blood flying, and the road torn apart by the strong wind.

"Spiral Sword." ×2

The next wave was an even more violent tornado, and it was a double tornado, one coming from the front and the other descending from directly above the sky.

"Ahh

The arm was torn apart by the tornado brought by the spiral sword and its own deliberate twisting, even though Helen's limbs were almost as elastic as rubber because of the demonization, but the pressure of the arm twist was not much transmitted to the nerves, and with a vented roar, she threw out the sword.

Jane, who was similar to her, was completely different, her arms were twisted even more than Helen's, but she didn't say a word, and indifferently handed out the same sword.

The two tornadoes staggered and fused, rolling up dust and meat scraps, turning into gray wind dragons devouring the abyssal one, while the two sharp mans continued to accelerate in the wind dragon's body, almost colliding with the abyss at the same time as the wind dragon's mouth.

But, dodged away.

Cassandra's body writhed, or even that was called a twist, it should be said to be twisted, starting with her head close to the ground, passing along her long neck, then her shoulders caved downward, dodging the first blade, and her body turned to the right along the collapse, just sending herself into the dragon's mouth.

The body continued to writhe, the right foot on the ground to bring new strength, the shoulder jerked up, and with the power of the tornado's impact, the body rose upwards to avoid the attack, and at the same time, a ray of light pierced the storm and chased after her body.

Two consecutive center of gravity teleportations did not deplete Cassandra's strength, on the contrary, two swings made her more agile, so this time it was not a dodge, but an attack.

Cassandra's body shook, as if she was about to lean down, but the next moment she swung back, and after the strange movement of her body, her entire body had already bypassed the route of Jane's attack and appeared below her, and the four heads had locked on to Jane from different positions.

Pick, stab, split, chop.

It was obviously an attack of four heads, but at this moment it looked like an unmistakable greatsword attack.

Jane can't open more, and even Helen, who is above Jane, can't open more at the moment, it's too fast, such an attack is too fast, just like a snake's attack, usually writhing on the ground can only see a weird posture, and at the moment of attack, he doesn't even have the qualifications to see it.

So be faster.

Sensing the flow of demonic energy and analyzing the trajectory of the attack, Claire has already appeared one step ahead of Jane's side, and Flora's footsteps following Claire are also in place, and the second quick attack duel begins.

The high-speed sword came out first, and this time the complete outburst of demonic energy did not make Claire's attack chaotic, on the contrary, under the outbreak of introverted demonic energy, physical fitness was strengthened, thinking strengthened, and perception strengthened, the sword became more sensitive, and the uncontrollable part became controllable.

So the confrontation began, the tip of the sword was continuously clicked on the neck of the abyssal one, and the blade was no longer easily bounced off by the neck muscles as before, and each attack accurately left a mark on the neck, and then the stab turned into a slash, and the continuous slash along the trace, each time the speed of the slash was faster, and the scar caused by each slash was deeper, so the last sword split the neck.

The blade accelerated and hit the second neck with the accumulated momentum, slashing continuously, but it was enough, just looking at half of it was enough, and the next moment the amount of demonic qi perfusion in the hand increased, and the arm was alienated.

With the smallest amplitude, the arm began to swing back and forth, driving the blade to move in the muscles of the abyssal one, the speed was too fast, and it kept accelerating, too late to defend, too late to escape, and the result had already appeared.

Trembling, as it should be with the naked eye, Clea's arm kept shaking, and then the blade flew out with blood, and at the same time another head flew out.

The sound of the wind, in the midst of the blood splashing, suddenly sounded the sound of the wind, which was completely different from the tornado.

And it's not just the sound, the wind blows.

It was just a breeze blowing through the two remaining heads of the Abyssal One, there was no shrill chirping, no rolling up of fallen leaf dust, the wind stopped, and the two heads withered naturally.

There was no moment of sword, and there was no moment of retraction, only the trembling muscles of Flora's arm and the marks of the wind behind her proved that the previous attack came from her hand.

"So fast!"

In disbelief, Sistria stared blankly at Miria, who was standing in front of her, and she had lost in the speed duel just now.

It was an inescapable defeat, not because the Phantom had the ability to attack and was defeated by a sneak attack, but because it was defeated head-on in a duel of speed.

Unlike the previous battle, Sistria tore her torn torn torn to create new wings, while her feet were torn to make her more mobile-friendly, and she was three points faster than before.

But Miria did not lag behind, the demonic energy was completely liberated, relying on the demonic energy left in the phantom to resonate with herself, and the speed increased slightly, but what was even more terrifying was that the body was more erratic, and several phantoms with a difference of only 1 millimeter were pulled out, and the attack was dodged by a millimeter.

In the end, finally after a series of phantom duels, the two sides reached the point of the final speed, the difference of 10 meters, and the acceleration of the limit was enough to separate the winner within 1 second.

So the phantom appeared for the last time, covering the path of the two of them, except that one dragged the phantom behind him, and the other devoured the phantom in front of him.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a skill."

Defeated, but there is nothing to complain about, the opponent beat him head-on, this experience is terrible, but this experience is also very good.

"Using the demonic energy in the phantom, constantly pulling the body and speeding up, it is an eye-opener."

"Sistria!"

"It reminds me of what it was like back then." Without responding to Miria's words, although Sisteria had regained her will, she had also come to the end of her life, "At that time, I was not dealt with by the guy who should have been the first person later, someone had hit me hard before that, it was a sword similar to your current one, no, it should be said to be a faster sword." ”

"It's so fast that you can't see a sword."