The Blood Demon's claws holding the knife showed taut lines, and the forged murder weapon without beauty had even been wielded, it had already exuded an unsettling deterrent, not a first-class swordsman's sword that was dormant in its sheath but a dormant undercurrent surging, but a manic aura, pure and pure impulse to destroy and the desire to kill, all condensed in the sharp strip of blood condensed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lyle saw the Blood Fiend's wrist flip slightly, and he immediately fell to the side, pushing the bell away with all his might.

The furious blade slashed horizontally, cutting a piercing red light in the air, as if the air had been cut and blood flowed out. Lyle gave up resisting, he knew that the Blood Fiend's arms could burst with unimaginable power in humans, and the slash driven by that power could not be defended.

At the same time as the blade fell, Lyle lowered his body to dodge, the side of the blade almost touched the scalp, and the ground was cut out of a deep depression, and then the Blood Demon suddenly let go of his hand, Lyle's heart sank, he seemed to see a playful light from the pupils of the Blood Demon, the Blood Demon held the knife again, the hand holding the knife changed, and the blade inserted into the ground was immediately pulled out, following the path of Lyle's body to move and chase up.

"Change the knife!" Lyle thought in surprise.

Two-handed knife control, relying on only one hand to swing the knife, there is always an unreachable dead end, if you want the blade to cover the surrounding all-round corners, either you choose to hold a knife in each hand, but that test your strength, or, is to control the knife with both hands, not to hold it with both hands, but to let the weapon wander between the hands, a move that pursues flexibility.

But this is also the crystallization of human talent and hard work, and it should not be a monster's plaything.

"Take it with the knife you're most proud of. The Blood Fiend's provocative voice rang in his ears, more with contempt.

The afterglow of Lyle's gaze stared behind him, as if he could cut through the blade of the Grim Reaper, chasing himself while cutting through the ground, quickly zooming in in the center of his vision, and the speed at which the Blood Demon swung his knife was also extremely fast, and the blade was already about to stick to Lyle's face!

He couldn't dodge, this knife was like a real slash from death, saying that if he wanted his life, he would definitely chase after him, and he would not give people hope in the short gap before the blade slashed into his body, but only breed fear and panic. Lyle had no choice but to heed the Blood Fiend and draw his sword to meet him.

"Then understand how fragile your pride is. ”

The imaginary heavy force hit the wrist, spread the arm and spread throughout the body, as if the whole body was stuffed into the bronze bell and struck violently, and the concussion dizziness and tinnitus. Thankfully, the weapon that Dracula had created with his own blood and long-cherished wish would not break so easily, and Lyle was not cut in half by the knife, and his body was planted on the ground with pain that was about to fall apart.

He tried his best to support his body, and as he rolled to the ground, he flipped up as quickly as possible, squatting on the ground with a bloody knife to stabilize his body, and the numbness in his hands had not completely subsided.

has made a promise to his beloved, and he cannot fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Grandpa, you said I'm going to give it a kick now, can the effect be ten percent?" Suzu whispered, but didn't listen to the answer at all, because the answer to this question was meaningless, she couldn't let Lyle face that behemoth monster alone, she didn't wait for herself to get up, and burst into flames on the palm of her ground, and the explosive force took her to the back of the Blood Demon, although the height was not above the size of the Blood Demon.

But what she wanted was not to snap her eyes again, the Blood Demon was not a stupid beast, and the same trick could not be used a second time, but now the biggest threat was the slash of the knife that cut through the earth, and she jumped on top of the Blood Demon's arm in the flames, and kicked out towards the hand joints below, and all the flames that she could burst out at one time gathered in her feet, and with a hard and full blow, she kicked out explosive fireworks.

"Nine percent. The old man said.

"I knew it. Suzu responded with a wry smile, and then her face was distorted by pain, she forgot, forgot the Bloodfiend's body as hard as a rock, no, after evolving again, she felt that what she kicked was harder than steel.

The Bloodfiend's knife-gripping arm sank suddenly, but it didn't hurt it, the kick left nothing more than a scorch mark the size of a wheel, and it was intact in the blink of an eye by over-speed regeneration. It didn't see Suzu in its eyes at all, and its free hand went around the front of it and grabbed Suzu's leg as an attack, throwing it farther behind it like garbage.

"Don't touch her," Lyle stood up, pointing a knife at the Bloodfiend's head, "I'm right here, if you're angry at the ants you look down on for biting your face, try to shred me with your claws," he said in a strong tone, "but I'll also cut off your nails piece by piece." ”

"Wouldn't humans get bored with flies flying around you?" said the Blood Fiend.

Lyle took two steps back, and suddenly swung his knife at the air with all his might, and the sword pressure formed by the blood flame slashed out, he swung and swung again, and more sword crimps flew out of the air one after another, compared to the sword pressure after accumulating strength, this degree of slash amplitude and damage are much weaker, but it can also be compensated for by the number, the former is a shocking slash, and the latter is a slash dance.

Blood Sword Pressure: Confusion Style.

"If it's not good for hitting the balls, then what about hitting you directly. ”

"You, can you hit it? "The Blood Demon said that it was not a question statement, it was not so much a rhetorical question, but a direct denial of Lyle.

The figure of the Blood Demon swayed, the first sword pressure was dodged by him at a perfect angle, followed by the second shot, the third shot, Lyle had worked hard to make the sword pressure form a dense network of firepower, but the Blood Demon moved his huge body, but he was as flexible as a ghost, as if he could always catch the gap between the firepower, and then drilled through the flash, like a bloated fat man dancing in the night, and the dance was even wonderful.

But the reality is cruel and ugly, and with the blood demon's perfect movement, no amount of Lyle's sword pressing attacks are useless. His breathing began to be short, sword pressure is indeed the strongest attack method of people with swords and knives, otherwise the blood demon will not dodge but rely on his body to take over, what makes people desperate is often not that you can't hit the enemy, but that you can't hurt the other party at all if you can't hurt the other party, you can't hit, at least give you hope, but if you can't fight, it will only give people despair. What Bloodseeker wants is to give despair.

But the more powerful something is, the greater the load on the user.

"I've never wondered why people did this kind of footwork like I do today. Lyle said to himself.

The night step, the only one in the broken moon knife flow, is also the strongest footwork, some people joked, called the moon sword ancestor Morn Sword created the broken moon a knife flow, the highest apex of its swordsmanship, but also the biggest ambition, a knife can cut off the moon in the sky, this is well known to the sword practitioners, and the night step, is the sword ancestor through the spiritual simulation, when the heart is about to cut the moon scene, imagine that after the moon is cut off, the residue falls from the sky to the ground and turns into a meteorite, how can a person escape intact under countless meteorites, so there are rumors that can dodge all dangerous footwork, the night step。

"I'll tear you apart, and when you fall below me and can't swing your sword again," the Bloodfiend bared his sharp fangs at Lyle, "you'll be helpless to watch me peel off your body bit by bit, just as humans have stripped their souls from my body countless times!"

Okay, be calm, the worse the time, the more calm you are, think, think about the way to win, even that weapon forged by violence should have its most vulnerable heart position, find it, slash it, and destroy it, the blood demon wants me to despair, I won't give him a chance to despair, Lyle thought quickly in his heart.

With the help of the firepower of the sword press, he gradually approached the attack range of the blood demon, as long as he took precautions in advance, he would have the opportunity to take the opponent's slash, Lyle controlled the steps, one step or two steps forward, he suddenly leaned over, the blood knife slashed the ground with the blood flame surrounded by a spiral, and the rotating blood flame sprayed out, turning into a scarlet spiral storm, and aimed at the blood demon's body at close range to send out a strangulation.

Blood Sword Press: Spiral, a move that he learned from his brother Rhine when he fought with him, imitating the cold sword press.

The Blood Demon picked up the blade and spun it, turning the fluctuations of blood qi in the opposite direction, and the two opposing forces collided together, canceling each other out. The way it turned was the use of the blade of the windmill, and Lyle could see it.

But he didn't want to look at this, he had to carefully determine the impact of the blade against the pressure of the sword, and he wanted to find out where the murder weapon was most vulnerable.

The spiral sword pressure was dissolved, and the blood demon slashed the weapon in his hand again, Lyle took a deep breath and jumped head-on, success or failure in this move, if he can succeed, then he will definitely be able to inflict a huge blow on the blood demon, he has this confidence, doesn't the other party want to use the right sword to make himself desperate, well, he will use the swordsmanship he has gained all his life to present it, as long as the blood demon loses the murder weapon, even if it is only for a moment, it is enough to provide Lyle with a perfect opportunity!

The two blades are red blood, under the control of their respective masters, gradually approaching, when approaching the blood demon's broadsword, Lyle's blood knife looks short and ugly, but this does not determine the strength and the result, approaching, the blood inside the two weapons are roaring and roaring, they collide together, the excellent feel tells Lyle that he hit, hit the heart of the broadsword.

If you can, then, just swing the blade with all your might!

"Lyle, although it is a little early to tell you, but my sister told you a trick, people have death holes, weapons also have their own death holes, if you can break through there, you can completely defeat the enemy's weapons. The familiar female voice from memory spoke.

Lyle was stunned, he remembered this fighting skill, it was indeed his sister who told him at first, and it was not until after the formal practice of swords that he thought of mastering this ability.

Why do you think of these things at this time?

His eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was half cold, it was this move that his sister Lena told him, then this move, Lena herself must be more proficient and familiar with it, and using it against people who are also familiar with this point is tantamount to dancing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, which is meaningless.

The Blood Fiend's mouth closed, and the voice that had existed for a moment suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.

No, I didn't think of it myself! Lyle's mind seemed to be exploding, it was the Blood Demon, it was the Blood Demon who said it to himself using his sister's voice, it was to prove it, to prove his own thoughts, he had already seen through it!

Lyle had disbelief in his eyes, he felt the feeling of dissolution and the force of the blow on the sword was removed, and the Bloodfiend let go of the sword so that Lyle could not use his strength to break the heart of the broadsword, he failed, and the plan failed to turn the tide. The Bloodfiend let go of his hand and held it again, less than a second before it withdrew its weapon, watching as Lyle swung his sword and slashed through the air.

"Hopeless?" it said, "is it the same powerlessness as when you fell into my power before?"

Lyle understood what the Blood Demon was talking about, it was Daurius, in the face of Daus's strength far beyond his own, he was helpless, he fell to the ground and couldn't move, he could only watch the bell being hurt, it was indeed a sense of powerlessness that invaded his heart, he couldn't protect important things, and he couldn't change the tide of battle, so at that time, he chose to fall into the abyss and choose to put his hand into the darkness.

"Is this the source of confidence that you think can break my confidence in swordsmanship? Lyle said through gritted teeth.

"Everything about your sister has become my food, her body for my spirit, her memories for me to use and destroy your mind, her talents and skills for my use, and her consciousness for me to throw into the deepest corners of the darkness. ”

"You're a nauseous bastard to the point of vomiting," Lyle said fiercely, "I used to pity you, and my soul was not completely out of the pain at that time, so I was a little sensitive to all sad feelings. ”

"The consciousness of me in your body must be very disgusting, and I want to be pitied by you," the bloodfiend's voice said, "to be pitied by Plath's flesh and blood. ”

Lyle roared, clenched the blood knife and continued to rush forward, there was no way back, his plan was shattered, but he still had to continue to slash, this was the only thing he could do now, and the only thing he wanted to do, that is, to do his best, cut everything out of himself!

One Shape, Nightfall, Shadow of the Twin Moons......

Two-type, meteor, star, meteor, hexagram......

Three-type, cloud, white arc......

Type 4, Tempest, Scythe, Tempest, Tempest, Bloodstorm......

He followed one sword skill with the next, and under the drive of the remnant night step, he slashed out the sword light and sword shadow that messed up the night sky. For a time, the knife light was as clear as a curtain, and the light and shadow splashed like a curtain.

"Useless. However, the Bloodfiend sounded like a death knell.

The swordsmanship that Lyle can master, the Blood Demon can also master through Lena's memory, Lyle relies on the physical functions strengthened by blood and qi, and the Blood Demon is at a higher level, this terrifying monster also wields a blade and cracks every sword of Lyle. Night, crack, meteor, crack, cloud, crack, wind, crack!

"It's a pity, your swordsmanship is not as good as your sister. Bloodfiend said.

It slashed with great force, and all the sword lights and sword shadows that diffused between a person and a demon suddenly shattered like a cracked window.

The weapon in the Blood Demon's hand suddenly changed drastically, the broad broadsword shrank towards the center, and the front end was cut to an extremely sharp point, but the volume was still huge, Lyle recognized that it was the most commonly used weapon of his sister Lena, the thin sword, and the weapon that best suited the two-type meteor, a weapon that brought the stabbing sword technique to the fullest, but now the Blood Demon was holding it in his hand, but it was closer to a slender spear spear.

Then, Lyle saw despair, no, almost, and plunged him into despair. If it weren't for the agreement with Suzu that became his infinite motivation, and his desire to let his sister rest in peace, he might really, admit defeat here.

It was ever, so far, or from birth to the present, Lyle doesn't know how to describe it, but what is presented in front of him is indeed the strongest stabbing blow that he has ever seen in the world, countless shadows of sword tips occupy the field of vision in an instant, and the extremely fast attack seems to break the constraints of time, and within seconds, thousands of sharp sword shadow trajectories are released at the same time.

What Lyle knows is what a perennial sword practitioner can do, the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and he has been immersed in the decadence of loss and sadness for the past ten years, so swordsmanship has never broken through the bottleneck. But the Bloodfiend did, and in his vaunted swordsmanship, the monster, despite the despicable means of stealing, still shook Lyle deeply in his heart.

Lena Price, the brilliant female knight, the ultimate in the life of this sword-wielder. It is like a gorgeous sword that descends the stars of the entire night sky on the earth.

Rain of the Zodiac!

Lyle seemed to see a mirror image in the blood fiend's pupils, and his own figure, under the shadow of the sword, which destroyed the stars, slowly fell to his knees.

Stand up......

It seems that someone said in his heart that he did not know where it came from.

Please, don't fall......

Whose voice is it? Is it Suzu, or is it my sister, is it my own memory of them, turned into a belief in my mind, or is it something else?

"Did you take your sister and tarnish her glory? that's the sight of her life's work," Lyle finally didn't fall to his knees, didn't do as the Blood Demon had said, he plunged his sword into the ground again, braced himself up, and raised his head to shout at the Blood Demon with all his might, blood leaving on his forehead, "You are not a high-minded being, and you do not deserve to make us despair. ”