Chapter 9: The Mur (3)
In front of the screen, I nervously watched the pictures of the two battle circles, and Michael, Andre and other high-level executives were breathing rapidly and sometimes slowly, which was extremely uneven.
"Bei Ying suppressed Mur Lun." Gorman, who learned the name of the Bright King's Palace from Pei Ying, said.
"It's just that the strength is faintly higher." Andre's expression was extremely solemn, "Mo Kaize's side is in trouble, without the [Dao Sword Dust Crown], he is completely at a disadvantage, he can't hold out for long, and he will be defeated soon." ”
Michael called his men in the spare sword sharpening room, "What's going on over there?" ”
"Everything is normal for now, but the Lord of Darkness hasn't come out yet." The men immediately responded.
"Don't disturb him, don't let anyone disturb him, keep the highest vigilance, and don't open the passage until the Lord of Darkness is out of the gate, no matter what happens outside." Michael muttered.
"Yes!"
Gorman sighed and sat back in his seat: "Adam can't get out of the shadows, Chen Yuetong also went to China, and the remaining three are full of problems, and the club is in big trouble." ”
"It's not the time to say frustrating words, if you want this state, let me out." Andrei, who was in an irritable mood, said badly to the old fellow.
"The only thing we have to be wary of now is the Dark Palace, once she appears, her target will definitely be Yichen, if there is another problem on Yichen's side, the three of us will have no face to stay here, let's go home." In order to keep his high position as the Lord of the Seven Lotus Tower, Michael also had to mention 10,000 points of spiritual energy.
While the three of them were talking, the wind battle circle in the sky had already divided the winner and loser.
A half-meter-thick dark cyan pillar of light condensed by the power of annihilation bombarded Mo Kaize's body, and the cyan battle armor reached the limit and could no longer withstand more power and shattered, Mo Kaize was directly smashed into the mountain by that pillar of light, life and death were unknown.
Mo Kaize, who had lost the Sword of the Wind, couldn't even use the power of annihilation, so how could he be the opponent of the Wind King Palace?
Sensing the sluggish aura of the person in the mountain, knowing that he was only seriously injured and not to the point of hurting his life, Wan Yan Zhen'er did not take the step of eliminating the evil, but turned into a cyan streamer and rushed to a certain place in the rookie valley.
In that direction, it was the old residence of the Valor envoy and the stone house where the sword shaft was stored!
Bang!
In the dull sound, the young man's body slammed into the huge building, and the white lightsaber in his hand was also shattered in a hard fight with [Dao Sword Yuhe].
Bei Ying, who noticed the abnormal movement of Fulsch, was about to move to stop it, but the young man had insight into his thoughts.
A dazzling beam of white light erupted from Murray's body, his body jumped into the air, the light converged towards the palm of his hand, with a flow mark, and a white light claw formed out of thin air, grabbing towards Bei Ying with Mur's movements.
Hurriedly turning to respond to the attack, the undulating side of the blade cut horizontally towards the light claw, and in the shockwave of the explosion, Bei Ying fell back to the ground, and the clothes on his shoulder were cut, revealing a bloody wound.
"This is the first time we've played each other, so it's not appropriate to just go." Mur laughed and breathed.
Bei Ying's expression was cold, and as soon as she stepped on it, the white ripples on the ground rippled, and the person had already left the place and rushed towards the young man.
Since you can't leave, let's hit you hard first.
With Bei Ying's strength, the Bright Battle Circle began to expand, although the battle situation was fierce, but whether it was the Lord of Light or the Light King Palace, their strength had just recovered, and the destructive power of the battle circle was not great, at least it was far weaker than the Wind Battle Circle that had just ended in the air.
However, even so, it still caused huge losses and casualties to Rookie Valley, after all, the place where the two fought was on the ground and not in the air.
With the fight between Bei Ying and the young man, the Bright Battle Circle gradually moved, but fortunately, Bei Ying had the upper hand, and she had a certain dominance over the movement of the Battle Circle, and she tried her best to force the Bright King Palace to go to the open area, which also reduced the casualties of the Rookie Valley in disguise.
Outside the stone house, the dark-skinned old man who came in a hurry opened his eyes: "You, the sword shaft, the enemy...... Person. ”
Opposite him was Wan Yan Zhen'er, who had just come out of the stone house, and the sword of the wind, which had a killing aura, had penetrated his chest and back at this moment.
"To make you die clearly, this scroll is called ...... Dao Sword Catalogue. Wan Yan Zhen'er whispered, and then pulled out her sword.
"Sure enough, Dao Sword ...... Catalogue. With a wry laugh, the old man fell to the ground with a thud, blood flowing from under the corpse that was attached to the ground, forming a miserable pool of blood.
Looking at the dead old man, an indescribable look appeared on Wan Yan Zhen'er's face: "Being trapped by a bewitching word for a lifetime, this is probably the hatefulness of poor people." ”
How can there be a Dao Sword Catalogue, it is just fiction at all, she flipped the scroll in her hand and shook her head.
That sentence was told by the third sister to the old man, and it can be regarded as a practice gift to send the old man on his last journey.
As soon as the gunships flew out of the secret hangar of the Rookie Valley, they were blasted into the air by a 10,000-kilometer-long dark cyan whip condensed by the power of annihilation.
The yellow light curtain released from the height of the valley was split by a stunning cyan sword light before it could show its might, and the wave fixer with the effect of suppressing the wind element was directly turned into powder by the attack of the annihilation force on the top of the mountain.
The Wind King Hall with the Wind Sword in hand was even more tricky than imagined, nearly a hundred wave fixers were destroyed, the "Asura Fury" was almost in a state of chicken ribs, and other attack methods such as armed helicopters were vulnerable.
In the control room where the Asura team was located, Fang Xiaolan was quickly operating on the data computing database despite sweating profusely, but the enemy was obviously prepared for a long time, intercepting all its attack methods, and even the most vicious data infiltration only achieved negligible results.
"Fursh killed Valo and made the old man snatch the sword shaft!"
"Fulsh is approaching the Seven Lotus Tower, and the Seven Lotus Pagoda is being attacked!"
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Listening to the hurried and anxious shouts in the public radio channel, Bei Ying was anxious, but the more anxious she was, the more flaws she felt, and the more she was dragged in place by Mur.
Suddenly, someone on the radio channel shouted: "Flsh has snatched the Wind Lotus Terrace!" ”
Another person followed up and shouted, "Fulsh has snatched the Dark Lotus Table!" ”
Pei Ying's mood became even more impatient, the real purpose of this conspiracy planned by the enemy to surrender and be caught finally surfaced at this moment, the enemy was completely aiming for the sword shaft and the lotus platform!
"Fulsh snatched the Thunderbolt Lotus Stage!"
"Fulsh snatched the Water Lotus Terrace!"
Hearing that two more lotus platforms were robbed, Bei Ying finally couldn't stay any longer, and in the face of Mu Er's slap, she turned around abruptly, intending to leave with a hard palm.
At this critical moment, a joyful and excited voice came from the micron earphones: "The Lord of Darkness is out!" He stopped Fursh! ”
His heart suddenly settled, Bei Ying stopped turning around, and [Dao Sword Yu He] stabbed out, and the tips of the blades directly forced back the enemy who always had a smile on his lips.
Bei Yingqiao looked at the young man with a gloomy face: "Now...... We can have a good fight. ”
After speaking, the person turned into a white streamer and violently rushed towards Mu Eryi, which was a hard-fought posture.
In the direction of the heliport, on an open ground sits the huge "umbrella cloth" of the Seven Lotus Pagoda.
At this moment, the building that occupies a large area is in chaos, and there is billowing smoke everywhere, and when Fulsh came, he directly adopted the most violent method, so that most of the "umbrella cloth" fell into the explosion.
In the chaotic and dilapidated hall, Yichen, who was dressed in black battle armor, stood opposite Wan Yan Zhen'er, just standing there, the light around him was involuntarily absorbed by the battle armor, and the short black hair was even more pure and single, deep and boundless.
At this moment, Yichen's aura was restrained, giving Wan Yan Zhen'er an unfathomable sense of danger.
Yichen's gaze fell on Wan Yan Zhen'er's left hand, and in his hand were four lotus platforms that had shrunk much, one of which belonged to him.
I saw that Yichen stretched out his hand and probed the void, and then the black lotus platform held by Wanyan Zhen'er in his left hand disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had already been caught by Yichen in his hand.
"It's not your thing." Retracting his right hand holding the Dark Lotus Platform, Yichen said.
Holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the single-grooved sword pointed directly at Yi Chen, Wan Yan Zhen'er said lightly: "You can be chosen by the way, you are not hopelessly bad, come on, let me try how strong your Lord of Darkness is." ”
"He's called Tu, a higher being above us, yours, and another terrible fellow on a par with him." Yichen was deeply touched by the scene brought to him by the strange and terrifying boy and girl.
"A chicken turns into a phoenix ant doesn't need to know." The naturally arrogant Fursh put away the lotus platform and launched an attack at the same time.
Before the attack arrived, the sword qi had already stabbed his face painfully, and in the face of Yan Zhen'er's powerful blow, Yichen actually stood in place and did not dodge, and the Zhuxing team members who were lucky enough to breathe a sigh of relief were terrified.
The dark cyan sword light condensed by the power of annihilation slashed out from the [Dao Sword Dust Crown], and Wan Yan Zhen'er had no intention of keeping her hand, she wanted to hit Yichen hard with one move.
"Hades!" With Yichen's low shout, the [Dao Sword Night Beam] awakened, and a multitude of purple-black light like vines rose from the soles of his feet.
Purple-black light rose everywhere like grass centered on Yichen, and then closed inward like a long snake, turning into points of light and gathering on Yichen's body.
On top of the black battle armor, a layer of purple-black light armor was formed, and the light armor appeared transparent, pure purple-black, without any patterns or even other things, and there was an illusion of fragility in the glaze.
The Netherworld Force and the Annihilation Force, two destructive forces from the elements, collided at this moment.
There was no terrible explosion as imagined, the collision was silent, and the dark cyan sword light was swallowed by the surging purple-black light the moment it struck the light armor, and then there was no more.
Wan Yan Zhen'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a sparkle of astonishment, she obviously didn't expect that her move to accumulate strength would be so easily defused by the other party, although she was not at her peak, but she also recovered most of her strength, but that's it, the offensive that she thought was not weak did not achieve any results, obviously, the opponent's strength was even more unfathomable than she expected.
"It's my turn." Before the words fell, a wisp of smoke of darkness dispersed, and Yichen disappeared in place.
Wanyan Zhen'er only felt that the light in front of her was dim, and Yichen stood in front of her, reflecting quickly, raising her sword upward, and with a bang, where the two Dao swords collided, purple-black and dark cyan splashed like sparks.
The wind element converged from the fist, and Wan Yan Zhen'er's left hand brought a piercing wind howl towards Yichen, and Yichen once again turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared, the fist fell into the air, and the blue light that flew out shattered the extremely hard glass wall.
Sword after sword, punch after punch, the sword was stopped, the fist missed, at this moment, Wan Yan Zhen'er fully realized the horror of the mysterious element of darkness, and even more realized the difficulty of the enemy who controlled the darkness.
"Wind, quiet!" With a mutter, a blue light erupted in Wan Yan Zhen'er's eyes.
Suddenly, the air around him became viscous and stagnant, and Yichen, who reappeared, felt that there were countless invisible tentacles around him pulling at him, making his movements sluggish and difficult.
"Look where you're running!" As he spoke, Yan Zhen'er took the afterimage and stabbed at Yichen.
"Who said I was going to run." Yichen didn't dodge anymore, he directly met him, after some temptation, he was very sure that there was no hidden dark palace in the shadows, and if it was other enemies, under this dark sky, he would not want to escape his perception.
Since there is only this royal palace, he is relieved, not to mention that Wanyan Zhen'er is not in good condition at this time, even at the peak, he is confident that he will defeat it.
This is him, the Lord of Darkness who has attained perfection in the body of darkness after absorbing the Luo King God Set.
There was a purple-black light like a spider's claw on his back, and the eight spider claws opened out, and Yichen seemed to turn into a black spider, and behind the spider's claw, a purple-black cave formed, which was completely condensed by the purest netherworld power, and as soon as it appeared, it burst out with a terrifying attraction.
Pure cyan light clearly flew out of Wanyan Zhen'er's body, attracted and swallowed by the cave, each ray of light was engulfed, Wanyan Zhen'er's breath weakened and smiled a little, on the other hand, Yichen was a little stronger.
Wan Yan Zhen'er's face was not good-looking, although the strength of this cave was much weaker than the layer of transparent light armor on Yi Chen's body, but it was extremely aggressive.
The special power of the Netherworld is undoubtedly tricky to defend, and it is also difficult to deal with when used as an attack, and now Yichen has begun to become more and more proficient in using the terrifying power contained in this dark element.