"It's good that you understand. Yinchen's gaze condensed again, and Feng Lieshan's expression became solemn again, both of them knew that today, here, there is no escape, no begging for mercy, no body, only life and death, or death and death!

Today, here, only one person can live!

"Drink!" Feng Lieshan snorted lightly, enhancing his momentum, Yinchen's eyes flashed, he finally saw what Feng Lieshan's magic skills were, it was actually the "Soul Condensing Dafa" that was even more powerful than Yun Wuyue!

It was the original and genuine divine skill, and it was even more pure than the "Blood Splitting Demon Emperor Absolute Style" that Silver Dust had obtained himself. As if intimidated by his momentum, Silver Dust raised his hand to perform some magic, but lowered it again.

"......" The silver gaze wandered twice, and then firmed. "At the end of the day, it's not a duel, it's just a ritual. Silver Dust's hands clenched in the thin, hot and dry air, and black light burst out from his palms, like ashes of a co-killing, but what appeared in his hand was a broad-bladed long sword

On the edge of the long sword, the lines of the ghost's fangs appeared, and the sharp edge of the long sword burned with not very blazing flames.

The flames could only fuse the blades, not the armor, and those two long swords were not actually extremely powerful divine weapons, or even ordinary blades—there was no streamer on them.

"You're going to use this to deal with this seat?" Feng Lieshan saw the black razor-pitched blade on Yinchen's right hand, because he didn't feel the heat on the blade, he automatically ignored the red light that was slowly flowing on the blade, and grinned with a wicked smile: "Where is your deadly sun?"

"Don't you know how to "Black Sky"? Don't think I don't know. "Silver Dust said the truth, for an enemy like Feng Lieshan who had practiced the Black Sky Demon Divine Skill, no divine soldier or materialized magic transformed by a divine soldier could be used. Yinchen very much didn't want to see the fall of his True Yang or the situation where the Gods-Killing Luo Immortal Qu was caught and thrown back by Feng Lieshan.

He deliberately used the "ordinary blade" conjured by the Chiyou Wan Transformation Technique to paralyze Feng Lieshan, in fact, his sword was also like the pile of short swords he used against Xianquan in the submarine, and there was a "God Slaying Endless Ghost Shadow" sealing mechanism embedded in it, which was a combination of the Swastika Immortal Song and the "Infinite Horcrux Harmony", which was more terrifying than manipulating countless blades to drown the opponent.

The broad-bladed long sword is also a spear for Yinchen, or even a gun, as long as it is stained with Feng Lieshan's blood, then-

Maybe that's the end of the battle, right?

Both of them were silent, and a dry, hot wind slowly blew from the silent, dim lava plains, and unlike the usual long winds, it did not blow from a certain direction, but swirled in place, like a slowly rising tornado of flames. There were still three flame runes left in Yinchen's body at this time, so he didn't hesitate to use one again, plus a light rune, to form a thin light armor, just as a barrier to block the hot wind, and Feng Lieshan was not so lucky, even if he urged the vitality of his whole body, he couldn't make his body temperature drop any bit in the hot wind.

Feng Lieshan licked his chapped lips, his expression was like a leopard seeing food. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but the silence had interrupted what he was about to say, and he couldn't seem to remember it now.

"That's it, my subordinates will talk about it when they see the real chapter. Feng Lieshan thought so, and a gray-black storm like a shock wave exploded under his feet again. In the midst of the storm of the howling wolf, his figure shot towards the silver dust like a black arrow.

According to the standard mage's bravery, at this time, Silver Dust should retreat and open the distance to fight with Feng Lieshan, but at this moment, a rather weak wind pressure also bloomed slightly under Yinchen's feet, pushing him into the air, like a berserker hedging towards Feng Lieshan.

The figures of the two of them were slightly staggered at a slight angle, and they tacitly chose to stagger and break the defense at the same time, but this time, it was Yinchen's body that was a little higher, as if Feng Lieshan had pounced from top to bottom like before.

The pale robe, spread out like the wings of a magic eagle in the whirlwind, and the pitch-black robe, converged like the wings of a raven under the gale, the two of them rushed together, and the white and black figures were in the dark red world, like eternal fate.

Weapons, Feng Lieshan always has the upper hand, although Yinchen is already so powerful that the world can hardly understand, but he can only be a mage forever, at most a mage who can fight, in the cold weapon, his attainments are limited after all.

The moment when black and white are staggered, in fact, is the moment when the master of the combination of the road and the young man who enters the body fight, and the victory or defeat is actually doomed at this moment, because all the magic side methods of the silver dust mage can only work after the staggered defense is broken.

The light bloomed in the moment of black and white, it was not the white light that the storm exploded, but the dark purple light that burst from the ghost, Feng Lieshan raised his right hand lightly at the moment when he was close to the closest one foot distance from Yinchen, and made a gesture to straighten his arm.

He didn't make any thrusting motions with a sharp weapon in his hand, he just raised his hand.

At that moment, the spear was just pushed by the majestic vitality in Feng Lieshan's body, and it spun and sprayed out like a missile, piercing into Yinchen's throat like a drill. The defensive magic released by Silver Dust can block the attack of the Void Returning Master, but it is impossible to block the high-grade mystical weapon.

The spear plunged into Silver Dust's throat, and the skin on Silver Dust's neck was obviously dented, but not a single drop of blood flowed, and he was only hit high by the fatal blow.

At that moment, the corners of Feng Lieshan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the anti-shock force transmitted from the weapon in his hand could tell that he had hit just now.

He watched the silver dust fly high, the blood-colored squinting phoenix eyes flashed with Senluo's cold light, and his other hand stabbed out like lightning, and a dark purple electric light shot out again from the dark wide sleeves.

The reflection of the purple-painted metal gun barrel flashed reddish-brown brilliance under the dark red light source, and the next second when Silver Dust lost its staggered defense, just when he had just flown up, and his thin body had not had time to fly out, the second reddish-brown brilliance directly hit his heart.

At the same time, from Feng Lieshan's cuffs, a large net made of meteor hammers and steel silk flew out, and a gray-blue soul slowly rose along the warp and weft of the net, like a beacon smoke gradually burning. The moment the devil's net flew out diagonally, it completely caught him, and then the reddish-brown streamer pierced his heart.

The Immovable Hegemony suddenly failed at this moment, and the spear in Feng Lieshan's left hand pierced straight into the last barrier on Silver Dust's body.

The gods are crowned.

The golden, glassy barrier flickered in front of him. The smile that Feng Lieshan had just shown froze at this moment.

He felt the shock force from his left hand, and he actually missed this time!

"Obviously stabbed?" As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a black-red streamer flash in front of him.

Silver Dust was beaten and flew up, the staggered defense had failed, and the runes on his body had not been reset, but he would not let go of this opportunity to attack Feng Lieshan.

The black blade suddenly stretched out, almost as long as some kind of mythical magic soldier, but it was clearly not only a spear with a pointed tip that could hurt the enemy, nor was it like a wide and heavy two-handed sword, it was a wide and long one-handed sword with a blade almost three or four feet away. The black sharp tip easily broke through Feng Lieshan's sevenfold body protection gang wind and stabbed him fiercely in the chest.

As soon as the sound of the collision between the weapon and the chain mail sounded, Feng Lieshan's face changed miserably, and he screamed wildly, his body suddenly skewed, and he didn't care about the almost unchangeable inertia in the staggered defense, and forced his body to fall towards the sandy ground. There was a tooth-aching metal tearing sound on his chest, which drowned out the sound of his robe shattering, and at the same time, on the sleeve of his left hand raised high, there were suddenly several crisp sounds of broken strings, and the devil's net that had been carrying silver dust was also cut by the broad-edged sword with black and red edges.

Silver Dust couldn't fly out even more, and fell headfirst to the ground with Feng Lieshan in embarrassment, and Silver Dust felt that the runes on his body had not recovered in the slightest.

He sighed softly in the confusion, let go of his hand, and gave up the longsword in his hand. The moment he fell heavily to the ground, the silver palm was fiercely inserted into the ground.

The runes of darkness and fire have disappeared, only the long sword transformed by the rune can still survive for a while, the long sword silently returned to its original state, silently falling into the sand not far away, scorching a small piece of gray-black sand, it was at least a foot and a half away from the silver dust, quietly inserted in the sand, slowly, silently growing many hideous spikes, like cancer.

A machine synthesized of darkness and fire, with its own armor-piercing effect, Silver Dust urged the long sword to penetrate Feng Lieshan's breastplate, but accidentally got Feng Lieshan's blood on the blade, the long sword felt the enemy's blood, and slowly, secretly awakened.

Neither of them noticed this change at this time.

Silver Dust plunged his hand into the sand, and the power of the flames erupted alone, burrowing deep into the ground, he could now control three spells at the same time, but it was only the magic formed after the runes exploded, and he couldn't break up and merge the magic, or change the underlying nature of the magic at will.

For example, if light and flame are combined into an enchantment, they cannot be changed into a god-killing cannon again.

At this moment, Silver Dust was saddled with two magical, mechanical and separate flames. The magic armor formed by light and fire had already been shattered by Feng Lieshan.

At this time, he only had half a layer of gods crowned on his body, which could resist Feng Lieshan's two attacks, and the immovable hegemon body had been destroyed by Feng Lieshan, and it would take a little time to recover, not to mention that he was still covered with half a net on his body at this time.

His hands morphed into claws in the sand, wielding a string of fireballs through the dirt to become the most dangerous mines.

Feng Lieshan woke up from the horror of almost piercing his heart with a sharp blade, and got up a little embarrassed, and when he saw the net wrapped around Yinchen's body, a trace of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"And say how powerful your inheritance is, so that this seat can't get close!" he sneered, and raised his spear with both hands stretched: "This seat looks where you are running-"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly flashed to the side, because he saw the teleportation purple light bursting from Yinchen's body, and the Rebellion Mirror Lei Xiang, teleporting at the same time to contact all the mages in the state of bondage. Feng Lieshan was defenseless for this move, but what he had to guard against was the action of Yin Chen's pulling out an almost red burning palm from the geography.

The dragon roared. ”

The fireballs combined with the lava in the ground and turned into pillars of fire that erupted from the ground and reached the zenith. Feng Lieshan struggled to dodge, unaware that he had escaped from the silver dust, and the duel heaven could not be maintained. He has been dodging sideways, without retreating, naturally not to mention being punished by the heavens, and it is precisely because of this that under the premise that the vitality in his body is running more and more smoothly, his movements are becoming more and more flexible, and he is not injured by the erupting lava.

Thankfully, otherwise the battle wouldn't have continued.

"It seems that in the future, you will have to count on the Demon Crying Slash Fist, a weapon, even if you use Chiyou martial arts, you can't fight a real samurai. Silver Dust appeared from another place, patted the dust all over his body, and the overlord disappeared, and the crowning of the gods was the magic of the defense against the deadly blow, so the torn clothes and even the broken skin and bleeding became a smooth thing.

Silver Dust waved lightly, sucking the broad-bladed long sword into his hand, and was about to turn it into a two-handed greatsword, but his eyes suddenly changed.

"Good!" a black confidence rose in his heart.

He held the long sword and slowly pressed towards Feng Lieshan: "Feng Lieshan, the battle between us is not over yet. ”

"It's almost there. Feng Lieshan's voice was suddenly full of wild pride: "I can see that you are actually very caught." ”

Yinchen paused for a moment, but he didn't admit or deny it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Feng Lieshan vigilantly and prudently, he didn't expect that Feng Lieshan's observation ability was so strong.

Feng Lieshan almost saw through the essence of his immovable hegemonic body, and distance was exchanged for survival.

"It seems that so. Feng Lieshan saw Yinchen's hesitation, and strengthened his confidence in winning, fighting, for the master of the Demon Dao, is the process of constantly exposing the enemy's weakness, when the enemy's weakness is big enough, it is the time to rise up and kill the enemy.

Feng Lieshan smiled and withdrew the two guns into his sleeves, and his hands were also hidden, obviously with some strange and difficult hidden weapons in his sleeves. At this time, the robe on his body was only slightly cracked, and under the dark red ground light, a slight dark red reflection slowly oozed from the black figure, revealing a set of light chain mail worn under her robe.

That chain mail was not a divine weapon, but it was also very strong, at least Silver Dust could not help him at all except for the power of flames.

Feng Lieshan waited for the silver dust to walk three zhang away, and waited for the sky to descend before he smiled and said, "Come again?"

"Please!" Silver Dust shook the long sword in his hand proudly, and the long sword was no different from the beginning at this time.