He was shocked, and quickly retracted his hand, and even slid three inches forward with his right foot before he could contain the power of the axe. The tendons on his arms were tangled, and his muscles were constantly wriggling, desperately counteracting the inertia of the falling axe, but he didn't notice that the edges of the black curtain were all sharp swords.

The black blade suddenly emitted a golden reflection, just like the light blooming in the abyss, the power of pitch black brought the coldness of death, but the extreme of darkness was actually the most dignified light.

The light bloomed in the darkness, and the edge of the black chain curtain condensed by the dark shadows erected a golden-colored beast's tooth-like blade, and the blade on one side was like a sharp blade on a chainsaw chain, driven by the gears of darkness, and continuously slashed into the body of the turtle.

The cold mist mixed with blood finally rose from Gui'er Duoshan's body, and the gray-blue cold air condensed into layers of heavy armor, continuously blocking the cutting of the light blade, and the cold air effectively reduced the heat of the laser, thereby greatly reducing the power of the light blade, otherwise such a beam of light would cut down, and Gui'er Duoshan was only afraid that he would be hit hard.

Even the infinite condensation of the anti-heaven ability of the ice armor still allowed the beast's tooth-like light knife to cut through the ice armor, chain mail, tights, and skin, cutting thin and deep wounds on the surface of the muscles. The turtle staggered her feet away from the silver-haired boy, but the black curtain-like "chain mail" seemed to be able to extend indefinitely, chasing her for chainsaw cutting. Most of the time, the enemies faced by Gui'er Duoshan are boxers and swordsmen who fight against the enemy with one move and one style, how have you ever seen such a high-frequency combo, the soul energy that is drumming all over the body can still advance at the beginning, and the light blade is consumed, and after exhaling it in one breath, the soul energy is exhausted, and the speed of armor condensation is rapidly reduced, and I feel that the left half of my body is getting more and more painful. As a last resort, he could only turn the battle axe in his hand sideways and pour the last breath of ice qi into it, so that the chopping axe could turn back into a heavy knife and resist it horizontally.

The blood-colored streamer and the golden light rubbed against each other, illuminating Gui'er Duoshan's gradually green face, and he felt that the "spirituality" on the holy sword was draining, and in fact, the power of faith in the entire hall was being consumed by the light blade.

It is impossible for Yinchen to keep raising his hands and standing in place like a stupid singer. He retracted the top of the tower, and the black curtain immediately retracted into a rigid shield. The chain mail on his body was no different from the most ordinary Hate chain mail except for a row of dragon-tooth-like blades at the edge of the hem, which still lit up with golden light. Silver Dust's right hand was always drooping, and the short knife had not yet been struck.

Slashing the Wind and Breaking the Mirror.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Turtle Er caressed the heavy back of the holy knife painfully, at least twelve feet away from Silver Dust, but he still had palpitations, Silver Dust's move seemed to be as endless as the Yangtze River, and the attack frequency was surprisingly high, if it was any boxer, at the moment when the Frost Soul Qi was exhausted and needed to breathe, he would definitely be killed and seriously injured, or even simply split in half.

"Witchcraft. Silver Dust's answer was full of mockery, and his right hand was raised very reservedly, using the simplest swordsmanship of "Ice Break" - horizontal slash.

The moment the short knife slid through the semicircle, he had actually appeared in front of Gui'er Duoshan, and above the arc of the short alien-shaped dagger, a piece of golden light flashed, and at least twelve or thirteen light blades of the same shape as the short knife came one after another, slashing straight at Gui'er Duoshan's neck.

Slash the Wind and Swallow Break: Slay the Demon

Gui'er Duoshan immediately rushed to the right front. Almost crashed into Silver Dust's arms, and the closest distance between him and Silver Dust was not even four inches. His battle instinct warned him that he must not distance himself at this time, even if the broadsword in his hand could only exert his combat power after opening a little distance, because the silver dust he was facing could be extended several feet from the chain mail on his body to attack him at any time.

His reaction didn't go through his brain at all, which caught Silver Dust a little off guard, and he didn't seize this opportunity to hack him. The turtle scurried out like lightning in the mountains, and then turned around directly behind the silver dust, would he let this perfect opportunity go?

Of course he will, as a high-end samurai, he knows that the demon in front of him can never be knocked down with one move, and it is better to create more opportunities for himself to enter the machine by seizing a chance to enter. Two dark golden streamers flashed in the turtle's mountainous pupils, and the power of faith in his body turned into a silent chill and spread under the mobilization of his own weak spiritual power. Kame'er Tayama stopped his soul energy and concentrated on guiding the ground around Silver Dust with his "thoughts". As a pure-blooded warrior with the name of the sect master, it was absolutely impossible for his spiritual power to be squandered like the Dharma God Silver Dust - guiding a mechanism almost made five cold sweats flow from his forehead.

At this moment, he felt as if his brain had been drained by some tube, and his temples tightened with pain, and the effect of his doing so was only a sharp spur that suddenly bounced off the feet of Silver Dust.

It was not a magic earth thorn of earth attributes, but a spike-like metal cone cut from wrought iron, hesitating that there was no such thing as a spring in this era, and the mechanism that pushed the ground thorn must be a small bowl of black powder excited by flint ignition, so before the ground thorn popped out, the silver dust could feel the ground vibrate slightly.

But the force of that ground thorn is not much different from an armor-piercing bullet, and even if you are wearing chain mail, you will definitely be pierced through the heart. The moment the silver dust shook slightly on the ground, the corner of the robe on one side suddenly rose, and the moment the stab bounced out, the corner of the robe that fell heavily fell again.

The origin of the magic trick of the negative.

The force of the falling corners of the robe could not resist the momentum of the ground stabs, but it could knock it crooked, and it could not hit the silver dust. When the first ground thorn bounced, Gui'er Duoshan's spiritual power was also unsustainable, and he simply used the holy objects on his body to stimulate all his remaining "usable" spiritual power, so that all the ground thorns close to the silver dust bounced up at the same time-

The entire ground under the feet of the silver dust exploded, and the black powder that was collectively detonated was powerful enough to blow the entire ground away, and the rammed earth, broken porcelain shards, and metal stabs that sighed in various places rose into the air under the cover of a large puff of gunsmoke, and at the same time, silver dust wearing pitch-black chain mail rose into the air.

The power of the shadow quickly deformed and differentiated at the moment of the explosion, conjuring up a lot of "robe horns", which looked like superfluous limbs, these robe horns flew up and down, swept left and right, and knocked out all the metal cones that were close to it.

Silver Dust, who was in the air, inserted the short knife in his right hand into the shield in his left hand, and then, the shield unfolded.

The purple light of the arcane was lit up in Indra's temple for the first time, as if to represent the challenge of the true god thinking of the false god. The combination of a short sword and shield is not a slashing axe or a charging axe, but a powerful cannon.

The roar of the Black Sky Gang Divine Cannon suddenly completely blew away the gray-white gunsmoke, and a dark red flame burst out from the pitch-black barrel, and a powerful wind spread out around the flame.

At the moment when the cannon roared, the purple projectile shot into Gui'er Duoshan's body at high speed, and at that moment, Gui'er Duoshan didn't feel a little cold on his body at all, and he only felt a terrifying heat.

The energy fluctuations of the arcane cannot be detected by those who cultivate the cold ice soul qi, so even if the fighting instinct and the spiritual sense are very terrifying, there is no way to predict that Silver Dust will use such a method.

The chain mail on his body immediately shattered, first the ice armor shattered, then the terrible sight of the heavy ice armor evaporating into water vapor in an instant, and finally, arcane flames erupting from under his skin.

The flames suddenly burst into the air, and then swelled into a huge fireball, roaring and engulfing the entire turtle mountain.

The shockwave of the explosion only erupted at this time, completely blowing away the dark chain armor on Yinchen's body, leaving only the heavy cannon in his hand.

He floated down from mid-air, and found that none of the instructors who had gathered around him had retreated.

These instructors had solemn expressions, and their eyes had long been blinded by fanaticism staring at a certain point on the high platform, and Silver Dust immediately followed their gaze, and only saw a child.

The twelve-year-old boy was the one who had just handed the knife to Gui'er Duoshan.

At this time, he looked at the fireball that suddenly stood still, and the expression on his face illuminated by the flames also froze together, and there was a sound of broken bones on his body, as if a snake was biting his spine piece by piece, Yinchen only felt his scalp tingle when he heard the sound, and immediately raised a heavy cannon to shoot a purple projectile at the child, but-

The projectile was bounced back, almost hitting Silver Dust's face, Silver Dust dodged and dodged, and the heavy cannon decomposed into a shield sword, at this time, he lost his chain armor and could no longer use the Wind Chopping Swallow Break, and the shield sword in his hand was the same as the robe, showing a silver luster.

Yinchen knew that he was not familiar with the weapon of the shield sword, and it was as unfamiliar as the heavy hammer, because the moves of the shield sword were completely different from the one-handed sword, and the years of the one-handed sword were ruthless, and the cooperation of the other hand was not considered, and the shield sword had to be coordinated with both hands.

The "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" he cultivated is actually the world's top one-handed weapon skill, whether it is a hidden weapon, a spear stab, or a fist skill, and the "Guanlan Sword Technique" he learned from Wan Jianxin is also only suitable for one-handed performance, and the same is true for "Thousands of Thunders and Thousands of Flashes of Death Realm Drawing Style", so his biggest martial arts shortcoming is actually a problem of two-handed cooperation.

Purple projectiles exploded in the crowd behind them, flesh flying along with screams. The boy's spine is estimated to have been shattered, and suddenly he has risen to a higher figure, he is like a fast-growing bamboo, and instantly grows into a middle-aged man, all the bones in his body seem to be shattered and recast, his appearance, body shape, and even his temperament have undergone drastic changes, completely and completely turning into another turtle mountain.

Silver Dust finally knew why Gui'er Duoshan was called this name, because his battle spirit transformation state was a huge giant tortoise, the head and neck of the tortoise were the upper body of Gui'er Duoshan wearing chain mail, and his lower body was the body of a giant giant tortoise like an elephant, and the shape of the tortoise's back was like a bulging peak, which looked like several peaks, and these peaks exuded a mysterious aura that made Silver Dust feel cold, and seemed to be able to completely and completely control a large area of glaciers.

The tortoise and tortoise's entire body turned gray-blue, including his chain mail and the holy knife in his hand, and a pair of arms grew from his armpits on both sides, and bony spears and rings with sharp edges quickly grew in the palms of his hands. With a heavy knife in both hands, a spear ring in one hand, and a four-armed turtle mountain, it really looks like a god in ancient mythology. And the heavy tortoise body of his lower body is just like the holy beast worshiped in ancient mythology, the form of the combination of man and war soul beast, directly turned into a giant god who has been praised countless times in the cult of gods, no wonder the world is crazy to worship the chosen one, their war spirit form happens to coincide with the image in myths and legends.

The cheers of the instructors in the audience boiled like boiling water, and the rammed earth platform that hid the mechanism under the silver dust turned into an ice field the moment the transformation was completed, and the three-inch-thick black ice was almost stronger than the concrete floor. It's also enough to bear the weight of this terrifying battle spirit transformation.

For the first time, there was a serious look in the silver pupils, and the magician could clearly measure that the turtle at this time was mountainous, even more terrifying than the Chosen Spear.

"Worthy of the sect leader. Silver Dust slashed out with a handsome sword, and an ice-blue sword qi enveloped the storm, turning into a straight line of wide winter, enveloping the huge soul beast. The years of being a peerless existence are ruthless.,At this time, he was actually used as a tentative attack.。

The giant tortoise paused slightly, and an iceberg-like wall suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the sword qi of that time and space. Icebergs will always be icebergs, and in this era that has little to do with global warming, icebergs may not melt even in another thousand years. Therefore, the space-time sword qi slashed down on it, and it had no effect.

Silverdust dodged sideways as he attacked, but his "Negative Origin" suddenly struck in the opposite direction of his side-dodge, with a dull sound like a heavy object falling to the ground. The horns of the silver-colored robe bombarded into another raised iceberg.

There are many mountains in turtles, and there are many icebergs.

Icebergs rose up on the high platform, each of them seemed to be majestic and unshakable, everything where the iceberg passed condensed into ice, and the silver dust was unfortunately infected by a little cold air, and immediately the whole body condensed a heavy ice armor like a restraint coat, and the figure that flashed at high speed also stopped immediately.

Click.

The holy knife in Gui'er Duoshan's hand turned into a chopping axe, and on the blade of the axe, a blood-red spherical aura appeared, looking like a world that had not yet had time to unfold.