At this time, Domotoki was like an extremely unstable bomb, gently levitating high in the air.

The warriors who looked up at the sky were almost stupid, who said that the descendants of the Tang family were a waste? How many geniuses in this world are in order to compress their fighting spirit, and in the end, the light whole body is paralyzed and cannot afford to live for life, and the heavy body explodes on the spot and dies, and there is no corpse.

Genius martial artists will die when they compress their fighting energy, waste? How can a warrior without talent compress success?

Talented! It must be a warrior who is even more genius than a genius! Only this conclusion can explain why he was able to defeat the super genius Xiao Tianci! That's what many fighters think in their hearts.

As a father, he knew that his son was not a genius, and he didn't even have the talent of an ordinary martial artist, and he was able to get to this point, relying on a crazy paranoia and a completely desperate effort.

"Compress the vindict? Can it compare to my compression magic? Gongsun Sheng shook his wrist and pressed the black magic towards the temple, and the air that had never been weightless seemed to have become extremely heavy at this moment.

"Bibi look, break it for me!"

Rumble......

People who were standing outside the arena waiting for news suddenly felt a strong tremor from the ground under their feet, and many even thought that there was an earthquake.

In the arena, the collision of fighting qi and magic, the strong air flow generated shook the two opponents out of each of them for nearly a hundred meters, and the ring on the ground completely became a pile of ruins, and the mages who were responsible for arranging the enchantment spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, this time the alignment was really terrifying, and the fifth-order master was really very different from the fourth-order master.

Zla......

Don Ben Mu stopped his body, the demon sword in his hand was connected to his wrist again, and the biochemical creation sword that emitted a demonic red light was constantly lightning, and Tang Ben Mu, who had just recovered his body, was cracking his skin little by little, and the bright red blood was oozing out of the skin little by little, and the scattered fighting qi was once again highly concentrated and compressed.

A sword with all its might! Don knew that he had just entered the fifth order, and there were still many powers that he could not use skillfully, and there was only one way to win.

Decide the winner with a sword! Domotogi pressed all his strength on this sword.

Gongsun Sheng didn't know what Domotoki was thinking, and if he could, he would have liked to play more delayed matches with Domotoki, but Domotoki had already put on a desperate posture.

Not to mention how humiliating it is for his seniors to dodge the attacks of his juniors, even if he wants to dodge, he is not sure that he will be able to dodge Domotoki's sword.

That's how the duel of the masters is, potential! Once lost, he will be in a very dangerous situation in the duel, Gongsun Sheng does not want to put himself in such a dangerous state, compared to using his hundred years of magic cultivation, the most ferocious blow head-on, and completely destroying the opponent is the best choice.

Gongsun Sheng was very helpless, and kept compressing the dark element. In the realm of black magic, the means of attacking the human mind and spirit are the strongest areas of black magic.

Aphrodisiac, schizophrenia, heart-snatching! These are the strengths of black magic, first use mental attacks to make the opponent unable to concentrate, and then use the ** attack magic of black magic to completely eliminate the opponent.

But in the face of Tang Benmu, Gongsun Sheng was helpless or helpless. Mind snatcher? This opponent's heart is stronger than steel. Aphrodisiac? This Benmu's eyes are full of coldness, and he only has battle and aphrodisiac in his eyes? Which one is urging? The final schizophrenia, which is a magic often used by masters of the dark arts, plunges the opponent into a frantic state of friend and foe, but the problem is that Domotoki himself is a madman and uses schizophrenia on a madman? It's strange if it's useful!

Sighing softly, Gongsun Sheng knew that he was too arrogant, if he was a sixth-order, then the true power of black magic could be emanated, if he secretly arranged a dark five-pointed star array around the ring long before the battle, he could also use powerful black magic.

No way! I was going to use this trick again when I was nameless, but I didn't expect Domotoki to be so hot and make a breakthrough.

All regrets are superfluous, Gongsun Sheng took a deep breath, took out a knife and cut his arm, and the irritable compression of black magic instantly penetrated into his wound, and his fair skin became extremely dark in an instant, with a metallic texture.

Black magic has always belonged to the mysterious type of magic, it does not have the attack surname of water and fire magic, nor does it have the defensive surname of earth magic, but since it can be a series of magic of its own, it will inevitably have a very unique feature.

The reason why black magic can stand in its own class in the magic category is that it can make magicians instantly become warriors in hand-to-hand combat.

Everyone in the world knows that when an ordinary magician fights an ordinary person, if the distance between the two is less than one meter, then the magician cannot instantaneously magic, and the defeat is likely to be the mage.

The historically fragile body is the greatest weakness of a magician in this world!

The mystery and power of black magic is precisely because it can turn a weak mage into a warrior as powerful in close combat!

It can be said that any magician who practices black magic is an alternative kind of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and they can all transform from a fragile mage to an extremely powerful melee warrior in an instant.

Gongsun Sheng knew that this attack of Tang Benmu, if he still fought in the way of a great magician, he would probably not be able to keep up with the speed of the other party, and the final result was very likely that he was killed by the other party with a sword if he did not cast his forbidden spell.

The black elements were surging wildly in his body, and Gongsun Sheng's skin was like a mouse hiding all the time, scurrying around in his body at high speed.

This kind of pain, even a real warrior, would be unbearable, and many warriors even frowned, secretly guessing how Gongsun Sheng, a frail great magician, could endure such pain.

Zhang Feng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, Di Mora had clearly introduced black magic, people who practice black magic are people with very cruel surnames, if their surnames are not cruel enough, then they will definitely be eliminated on the road of practicing black magic.

The first prerequisite for practicing dark magic is to practice cruelty to oneself before being cruel to one's enemies! Without cruelty to oneself, where can there be resentment against the dark arts? Where will there be viciousness against the enemy? Whenever a user of the Dark Arts uses the Dark Arts, they will always be reminded of the pain they have suffered in practicing the Dark Arts, and they will only burst out into a more brutal attack on their opponents when they fight.

In battle, it is often easier for the cruel side to win, and the side that is cruel to oneself has a chance to win than the cruel side.

Gongsun Sheng is confident enough to let his cruelty prevail when he encounters Nameless, and kills Nameless in public.

But his luck is really not too good, Gongsun Sheng is indeed very cruel, and he is also extremely cruel to himself. Unfortunately, his opponent is also an outstanding representative of cruelty, and he is also a first-class person who is very cruel to himself.

The battle has been fought to this point, in a sense, it can be said that whichever side is more cruel to itself is likely to win the final victory.

"Ah~~~"

Gongsun Sheng raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible scream, and the bones of his whole body were like bursting beans at the same time, crackling and exploding, as if there were bursts of thunder under the clear sky.

Gongsun Sheng, who stopped roaring, seemed to have turned into a monster made entirely of unknown black metal. It was almost no longer human, like a huge piece of iron flying in the air.

Before he could make a move, people could feel the overwhelming power that erupted from him!

"Roar~~~"

Don Motoki's face was hideously distorted at this time, all the green tendons were highlighted in various positions on the face, and all the muscles on the face were distorted again in the tense changes, it was difficult to see that this was once a handsome soldier, and the dried corpse burned by the fire was dozens of times better than his face.

The right hand holding the Biochemical Creation Sword disappeared, along with half of the arm of the right hand, and was replaced by the position of the Biochemical Creation Sword at the joint, which fused with Domotoki again!

When he defeated the super genius, Xiao Tianci's strange scene appeared again, and this time the fusion of the long sword and Domotoki's body was even higher!

This moment! The Biochemical Creation Excalibur is a part of Domotoki's body, and it is no longer just a weapon in his hand! He is inseparable from the Biochemical Creation Sword.

Nameless looked at Don Motogi in shock, the more this Biochemical Creation Sword is more integrated with the user, the more dangerous it is! It's like walking a tightrope in the air, if the will is slightly loose, or the slightest inaccuracy in the grasp of strength, the body may explode at any time.

All this is not the most terrifying, what is really terrible is, what is the limit of Donmotoki's body? If the body surpasses the development of the Biochemical Creation Sword, his fate is also only to explode the body.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, Gongsun Sheng had reached all the changes that his body could withstand, and now he was confident that even in the face of the artifact, his body was also fearless!

(To be continued)