Weifeng gently pulled out the black sword stuck in the ground and slowly walked forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky seemed to darken, everyone held their breath, and even the tide of gray troops stopped.

Finally.

The dazzling gold suddenly bloomed, and the sky was covered like a raging tide.

"He succeeded......" Darth whispered, somewhat dazed.

Holy Order, that's the dream of many people. And now, this young man who is not yet twenty years old has actually achieved the Holy Rank in front of his eyes, and he has broken through before the battle.

On the city wall, a group of students cheered, and even the instructors, who were usually steady, were also excited.

Elsa's complexion softened, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her long silver hair was blown up by the wind.

At this time, the infantry and heavy armor in the rear finally came to the city.

The phalanx composed of tens of thousands of people was surrounded by gray clouds, the gray standard long sword exuded a murderous aura, and the thick armor was covered with a thick layer of gray, cold and hard. The heavy armor soldier in heavy iron armor stepped on the ground, making a dull sound, and even the ground shook with it.

Such a strange army stood under the city walls, as if it were a demon crawling out of the abyss.

The three lancers who were blocked by the sword guards glanced at each other, and the tallest lancer shouted in a deep voice, "Kill!"

In an instant, the gray tide rushed towards Weifeng and the Sword Guards.

"Sword Guards, fight to the death!" Darth shouted angrily, and all the Sword Guards who had opened the line of defense were surging with fighting spirit, ready to defend against the enemy.

Weifeng raised his right arm and pointed the broad black sword forward.

"Three nights, break the enemy, fire the plain!"

The black sword raised wisps of black-red flames, like fiery snakes, surrounding Weifeng.

With his right foot slamming on the ground, Weifeng rushed into the enemy line with a black sword in his hand, and the black sword with flame was like a torch lighting light in the darkness.

The people on the city wall looked down, centered on Weifeng, and the black-red flames formed a huge vortex. One gray soldier after another was wrenched into this black-red vortex, and in a moment the flames burned into wisps of green smoke.

The enemy-breaking sword is the most advantageous sword skill, and before reaching the holy level, Weifeng has not been able to understand the sword intent of this sword. But at this moment, Weifeng had already achieved the Holy Rank, and the power of this enemy-breaking sword had finally begun to be revealed.

The black sword that exuded terrifying heat flew up and down like a mischievous butterfly, leaving behind a sword shadow that continued to condense into a red-black flame sword. In the blink of an eye, thirty-six flame swords more than two meters long condensed around Weifeng. These flaming swords flew with the windless black swords as if they were spiritual, stirring up even more surging whirlpools.

Whether it is the black sword of Weifeng, or those extremely fast and extremely flexible flame swords, all of them have a terrifying high temperature, and at first there was only a little burning feeling, with the continuous dancing of Weifeng, the flames on the black sword have turned red to yellow and from yellow to blue, and the thirty-six flame swords have all turned into a deep blue, and the surrounding air seems to be ignited by these flying swords, and the ground under Weifeng's feet has already been scorched into black and red.

An infantryman armed with a large shield wanted to block a galloping flame sword with a gray fine iron shield, but he didn't want the flame sword to easily pass through the iron shield as if it had cut through a blank piece of paper, and then penetrate the three soldiers hiding behind the iron shield. This fine iron shield was originally cast with the best black crystal iron, and black vine wood powder was added to increase metal resistance and demon resistance when casting, which could have been hard to resist attack magic below level six, and I didn't want to be so fragile in front of this flame sword at this moment.

For a while, these flying sword shadows, like the scythe of death, ruthlessly harvested one life after another, according to common sense, even the city defense army with strict military discipline would choose to temporarily avoid the edge in this situation, but this group of soldiers covered in gray did not have the slightest fear, and still continued to rush into the sword formation.

"The Ye family, breaking the enemy sword, I didn't expect that there would be a successor of the Ye family here. At the back of the city defense army, a thin old man in a gray cloak said in a low voice, this old man's gray body was much thicker than the other sergeants, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of decay. "Hmph...... It's just that he has just touched the threshold of the Holy Order, and he dares to be so arrogant. ”

At this time, Weifeng's sword array composed of black swords and flame swords had already covered a distance of more than thirty meters around his body, but the battle line of the entire city defense army was too long, even if Weifeng desperately resisted, there were still many soldiers who spared it from both sides, but fortunately, the sword guards had already prepared, and they could barely support it at this moment. However, such a fierce sword momentum is also a huge consumption of fighting energy, although the sword momentum has not decreased, but Weifeng has already faintly felt a trace of fatigue.

"The secret of the Enemy Sword is the extreme cold after the blazing heat, and I have always been able to complete the fire in the upper stage, but I can't complete the lower stage anyway. Now, it should be fine......""

Weifeng's body recalled the feeling of being in an empty state of mind and forgetting things and me.

That's right, the sword is hot, the heart is cold.

A sword blocked the dense rain of arrows in the air, and the thirty-six flame swords rushed into the enemy formation with blue light and shadow, and then dissipated like fireworks, emitting terrifying heat, and the armor on those infantry became hot. The entire battlefield became unbearably hot, with black-red ashes floating in the air, and white mist evaporating from the ground.

"The flame sword has collapsed, he can't hold out for long, hurry up. ”

Weifeng, who had completed all this, did not retreat to the city wall, but stood quietly in place, the black sword clenched in his right hand had returned to calm at some point.

The originally hot and noisy battlefield was eerily quiet, and it seemed that for a moment, all sound and light were suspended.

"Three nights, break the enemy, freeze the city!"

Weifeng fiercely pierced the black sword into the ground, with Weifeng's black sword as the origin, a huge fan, and in an instant, countless blue-white ice crystals condensed, these seemingly brilliant ice crystals, but contained an incomparably terrifying chill. A bit of blue quietly dripped on a soldier's armor, and when the soldier was still dazed, the ice crystal walked out of a terrifying chill, and then turned into a layer of white ice to cover his body, and the armor that was still hot suddenly caught cold, cracking into countless cracks, but the ice condensed too quickly, and in a moment, the soldier turned into an ice sculpture that exuded a chill, and his face was still with that blank expression.

Looking at this battlefield again, all the objects attached to these ice crystals, whether it is those soldiers who are not afraid of life and death, or those gray spears and swords, have all turned into white ice sculptures at this moment.

This is the complete enemy sword.

The flame sword burned the plain, the ice sword sealed the city, and all the enemies encountered were broken.