"You cancel your undead stat, and set it so that if you die, all players will have to log out safely." Shen Ji suddenly remembered something, "Remember to check the channel, don't be intercepted by other people's information about the player, otherwise if you die, I won't be able to enter this game to help these players log out." ”

"You've got a lot going on." Heathcliff laughed silently.

He did as Shen Ji said, and even swept away those servers once, and to his surprise, he really found a strange program there that intercepted player information, which made him pale.

Thinking about the consequences, Heathcliff gritted his teeth, those people outside wanted to crack the SAO but didn't know that those conspirators wanted to let him take the blame, if he set all players to log out now, there would definitely be players who would be intercepted.

"You know anyone who does that?" Heathcliff said.

Shen Ji spread his hands: "Guess." ”

"What a weird man, but now it's just the two of us, and of course there's an elder lying there."

"Let's get started, then."

Shen Ji stepped on the old floor tiles, everything in this area was devoid of immortal attributes, and under the high-speed operation of the physics engine, a small pit was stepped on the ground. The slender blade sliced through the air, and the moon-clear light swung into a perfect fan.

Tremendous power was blessed on Shen Ji's arms, and a fierce robe slashed straight at Heathcliff's left shoulder. And Heathcliff was not slow to react, the heavy shield in his left hand moved to the position of the attack, and there was a crashing sound that resounded through the sky on the spot.

"Doji!" Heathcliff, who was still and did not move, made a move unhurriedly.

Shen Ji, who avoided the inescapable, made a slippery step, and when he took a step back, the blade collided with the cross sword, and he almost suffered a big loss.

Countless fragments flashed in Shen Ji's mind, some of them were from people he knew, some of them were impossible to study at all, his body was using the snow-white slender knife and repeating a few movements, and the trajectory of the knife in his hand made Heathcliff frown more and more.

Right cross-cut

Tang Zhu

Headwinds

The Japanese swordsmanship was all displayed, and even Shen Ji himself didn't know why he had these very ordinary tricks.

The heavy shield in Heathcliff's hand constantly resisted Shen Ji's attacks, and he felt that it would be quite troublesome to continue like this, because Heathcliff studied Western swordsmanship, and it was quite difficult to adapt to Japanese kendo duels.

In fact, the sword skills in the SAO are not the strongest, all the sword skills are just for the user to adapt to those moves, it is an auxiliary device, and Heatscliffe does not want those players to use the sword skills all day long, and the sword skills are flawed.

But the player in front of him is definitely a swordsman in reality, otherwise he wouldn't have used some ancient swordsmanship.

Heathcliff guessed that the other party had a good teacher, and the ancient Japanese swordsmanship was used to kill people, and it was a killing technique, but in modern times, kendo has become quite weak, compared to the dark period of Edo's trial knife killing, the current Japanese swordsmanship masters are incomparable.

The wind blew up, and the fog was blown away.

Kiriko's eyes widened, although she didn't know what swordsmanship Shen Ji was using now, she still knew that this kind of swordsmanship was definitely very different from modern swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship that does not fall behind at all, the knife is tricky, and the momentum that makes her heart stop when she is in one go.

But Kiriko couldn't get up, her body couldn't move at all, and the toxins in those paralyzing states were not removed, it was too long-lasting, so that she kept struggling but still lay weakly on the floor tiles.

She hated herself a little bit now.

Two days first-class

Kiriko grew up in the dojo since she was a child, and she has been trained in kendo since she was a child, and she has seen many competitions.

There was a shadow of the first-class in these swordsmanship, and she saw Shen Ji's other hand constantly gesturing, but it was empty.

"Divine Sword—!"

In the end, the aggrieved Heatscliff finally used his sword skills.

"Two Days First-Class Whirlwind"

With a whirlwind sword, a short black one-handed sword also appeared in Shen Ji's left hand, with double knives, using the tip of his left foot as a support point, picking up two swords, one black and one white.

Like a black sun, a gust of wind swirls.

The sword in Heathcliff's hand was blocked at once, the white-handled knife and the black-handled short knife in Shen Ji's hand constituted a rather beautiful dance, the deadly blade blocked the shining cross sword, and after a round of rotation, his right foot stepped out violently, and a sense of weightlessness appeared in his whole body, and Shen Ji held the double swords in his hand tightly.

Because the strength of the knife in his hand was too great, Shen Ji's whole person flew up, and the white-handled sword cut through Heathcliff's breastplate, and the black one-handed sword supported the opponent's huge heavy shield.

"Hmph." Heathcliff let out a muffled grunt, which hurt him a lot.

"Chase after victory!"

Shen Ji will not pass this opportunity.

Two days of first-class sunbathing

Two-day first-class lunar eclipse

The blue light in his pupils became more and more frenzied, and Shen Ji seemed to have changed into a different person, the sword in his hand kept cutting Heathcliff's breastplate, and even the shield that was resisting was knocked away by Shen Ji.

"It's over!"

Throwing away the black one-handed sword in his hand, Shen Ji stepped on the shield and jumped up, and the slender sword with a white handle descended from the sky.

Tang Zhu

Descending from the sky, the slender knife in Shen Ji's hand slashed to the ground.

The ground was messy, there were knife marks everywhere, and the sword in his hand was also deformed.

Shen Ji stood on the ground, in front of him was Heathcliff, who had not yet reacted, and the knife in his hand slowly cracked, and then shattered with a bang, becoming a fragment of the ground.

The sword in his hand is gone.

Heathcliff, on the other hand, did not show a smile of joy either, a look of slight regret.

Shen Ji was not nervous, and Tongzi was not nervous, and Heathcliff stood in place and looked at the purple light screen in front of him.

Raising his hands, several huge scratches appeared in front of him, and the virtual body with red light effects made him a little incredulous.

He actually lost.

Defeated.

"You've lost." Shen Ji said, "Release the other players." ”

"Well, it's done." Heathcliff finally pressed a button.

Game Strategy Complete - Game Strategy Complete - Game Strategy Complete - Game Attack ......

Resounding on the Internet, no matter where, as long as there are players, there is this light screen.

It doesn't have any bright colors, it's just pure white.

Those red-named players raised their heads and were slashed with a knife, but their bodies did not cause any damage, and all the players appeared purple immortal attributes at this moment.