Chapter 18: The White Apocalypse (3)

The rich pink gold light came from the ordinary but mysterious long sword to Yichen's right hand, followed the arm and shoulder to the left hand, and the index and middle fingers of the left hand completely turned into pink gold.

This was prepared for Bei Ying by Yichen, as if the power of the source of the world could help Bei Ying's dry pond fill with water in an instant.

He wasn't worried about not being able to fill the pond with water, but he was afraid that the pond would crack, and if that happened, his help would make the seriously injured Pei Ying even worse.

When Yichen hesitated, the woman with long white hair had gently put down the man in her arms and stood up, looking this way with raised eyes.

"No need." She politely declined the help that Yichen could offer at any time.

For that magical "One Yang Finger", she learned from Mo Kaize and the others that it might be necessary to change to other Dao Sword Masters, and she was the Lord of Light.

A man's revenge, she wants to rely on her own strength and avenge it herself.

The [Dao Sword Yu He] inserted into the ground suddenly flew out and fell into Bei Ying's hand, and the white sword breath lit up, like a firefly at first, but in the end it was like a raging fire.

【Mystery Miracles】!

Milky white light fell from the sky and shone on the earth, like a loyal soldier, guarding the great monarch of Pei Ying.

There is a spring in the dry pond, and there is no need for nectar from the sky, but a large amount of sweet underground water gushes out of the spring, filling the pond at a very fast speed.

Divine power, giving power.

The injuries on Bei Ying's body healed quickly, and her breath rose from the ground like a tall building, climbing from the trough to the peak in an instant.

In the case of a single combat power that is almost the same, the number of people plays a key role, and after a short period of advantage, Mo Kaize and the other three Dao Sword Masters fell into the disadvantage unexpectedly, and were pressed and beaten by the four royal palaces such as Qiao Ol, and even suffered different degrees of minor injuries.

There was a sudden strong fluctuation below, and before everyone could react, a white rainbow broke through the air, and the milky white beam that shot out was like a long whip and a poisonous snake, attacking Fu Shiyi and the others.

The four royal halls all came out to resist, and the power of annihilation, the power of eternal frost and other characteristic forces crisscrossed and criss-crossed, and the huge explosion and the energy ripples generated engulfed the palace of the king.

Bei Ying, who re-covered her body with white battle armor, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and rushed directly into the sky-high light generated by the explosion, Chen Yuetong and the others who reacted glanced at each other, although they didn't understand how Bei Ying's injuries and strength recovered, but they all looked like they were beating the water dogs, and rushed into the intertwined various colors of light.

Above the sacred star, the white flower bones that did not stop absorbing the power of light had already opened a small half.

The dark element controlled by Yichen with the first sword in his hand began to fade, on the other hand, Lu Xuan took the initiative to accept all the dark powers, and the space behind him fell into darkness.

A big war is inevitable.

In the next second, Yichen jumped up, jumped to a height of fifty meters, held the sword handle with both hands, and slashed down in the air.

Silently, a pink gold sword light flew out, the sword fiber was thin, only five or six meters long, and it slashed through the space without causing a ripple, but it made Xun Lu feel like a great enemy.

The delicate body wrapped in the deep gauze skirt did not dodge, and the left and right slender hands swayed in front of him, and wisps of black streamers intertwined with each other, weaving into a huge web of light.

As soon as the black light network appeared, the dim surrounding light was weakened again, and Gao Po was completely plunged into darkness that was invisible to ordinary people.

This is not over, the purple-black netherworld power surged from behind him, and continued to merge into the light net, the naked jade feet kept a certain distance from the ground, but the earth was already torn apart.

The moment the purple-black light net was formed, the pink gold sword light was also approaching, like a fishing net scattered to salvage some sinking fishing rod, and the light net wrapped towards the sword light that was not powerful at all.

The purple-black light enveloped the pink gold sword light, even if the power level of the sword light itself was higher, it couldn't stand the power used by Hyun Lu Lu this time was far more than that of Yi Chen, and at this time, the power of the netherworld was frantically assimilating the power of the pink gold light.

Lu Xuan's aura rapidly increased in perception, which was the result of assimilating the power of sword light.

The strange thing was that no matter how the Netherworld Power ate away at the pink golden light, the sword light did not have the slightest tendency to weaken, and it was still wrapped in a purple-black light net, but it did not move like a mountain.

Lu Xuan's aura was still increasing, and it had far surpassed the few people who were fighting in the sky, attracting the side eyes of other Dao Sword Masters and Wang Palace.

At a certain moment, the tulle fell from Lu Xuan's cheeks, revealing a ruddy handsome face, knowing that the power contained in the sword light was so strong that her endurance had reached the limit, and if she swallowed it again, it would cause a rebound of power.

As a result, Lu Xuan took the initiative to converge the power of the purple-black light net, stopped assimilating and absorbing, and a black lightsaber in his right hand condensed and formed, and the huge dark power injection made the lightsaber as deep as an abyss.

The seemingly fragile pink gold sword light can resist the assimilation of the power of the netherworld, even if it is absorbed by the heron and the aura of power to climb to the peak, it still has a lot of spare power, which shows how vast the power of the first sword is.

At a certain moment when the power of the light network weakened, the pink gold sword light finally broke through the defense line created by the nether power and slashed towards the heron.

The pink gold sword light is like a gentle and elegant Confucian general, without any fierce and brutal bloody killing, but from the bottom of his heart, he has the intention of indomitable conquest.

The sword light was only five meters away, and Lu Xuan was waiting for this moment, his waist exerted force, his delicate body twisted, and he slashed over with the sword in his right hand.

The black lightsaber slashed to the waist of the sword light from the side, but it was as if it was slashed on a towering mountain, not only did it not smash the sword light, but it didn't even shake it.

The sword light is truly immovable like a mountain.

The darkness that enveloped the high slope was instantly shot through from the inside by countless pink gold rays, followed by a dazzling pink gold light tearing through the darkness and emerge.

The high slope collapsed, and countless gravel and soil turned into powder.

Somewhere in the air thirty meters above the ground, the light weakened, revealing the figure of the heron, whose breath was still at its peak, full and round, without the slightest damage.

Although the power of that pink gold sword light is not bad, and the power level is even higher than that of the dark element, her Dark King Hall is not muddy, especially with the help of the power of the sword light to improve her own strength to perfection.

The space fluctuated slightly, and the pink gold light and shadow appeared behind Lu Xuan, and in the sound of breaking through the air, the first sword slashed, slashing towards the slender shadow three meters tall from the side.

At the moment of spatial fluctuations, Lu Xuan moved, and it was difficult for her tall body to dodge the opponent's attack even if she leaned over, so she chose to lean back, her entire delicate body was completely horizontal, and her fair and tender right leg kicked out of the gauze skirt, bringing a black light mark in the air.

The right foot kicked on the first sword, and the black light collided and rubbed against the pink gold light, and it was obvious that the pink gold light had the upper hand, and it was like a bamboo rushing into the dark power.

Lu Xuan slapped out with one palm, and when Yichen resisted, he quickly retracted his legs and retreated.

In terms of melee skills and swordsmanship alone, Yichen had to admit that he would not be the opponent of his former swordsmanship teacher, the little witch Lu Xuan, who was known as the "spirit of the gods and demons", but he had always played a powerful role as a sword supervisor in the club.

But at their level, melee skills are just the icing on the cake, and swordsmanship is as long as it reaches the level of being able to control the power of the sword.

For example, Mo Kaize, who has the seventh-ranked [Dao Sword Dust Crown], has the comprehension of the wind element and the power of annihilation, and just relying on the retreat style of the Great Buddha worship is enough to make Adam, the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, who has the fourth-ranked [Dao Sword Mingqi], treat it solemnly.

Compared to how much strength they have, Mo Kaize is undoubtedly the worst one, this is an indisputable fact that several of their Dao Sword Masters have perfect elemental bodies, but no one dares to say that their comprehension of power is more thorough than Mo Kaize.

Although the law movement manifestation was first done by Chen, it was just a road opened up with the help of the way, and Mo Kaize was the real first person to embark on this road by himself.

This is also the reason why Mo Kaize can still not fall behind for a short time in the fight against the royal palaces such as Youtujia and Qiao Or, who are stronger than him.

Andre said that he accepted a good student, a baby, and even Gorman's scathing personality was rare without ridicule.

You know, the miser is the worst person to see.

Yichen didn't irrationally compete with Hyun Lu in terms of skill and swordsmanship, and pure power suppression was more practical than any fancy attack. It's just that after fighting, he had to divide part of his mind, not because he couldn't go all out, but because he didn't dare.

So far, Ai Xue has not appeared, he took the lead in using the power of the first sword, which is equivalent to losing the initiative in front of Ai Xue, and he can't help but be vigilant about the situation in his whole body.

The pink gold light exudes the aura of the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and the dark element, which has always been known for its treachery, cannot take a slight advantage, and is suppressed in all aspects, but fortunately, after all, Hyun Lu is the third-ranked palace, and now his strength is at the peak, and he can barely make it possible to advance and retreat.

The ground continued to sink under the power of the raging Netherworld, and a large amount of sand, gravel and soil were swallowed and assimilated, becoming the power supply of the heron to deal with Yichen.

Yichen also saw that Hyun Lu had changed his fighting style, no longer fighting with all his might, but mainly to contain him, and he hesitated to use more of the power of the first sword.

[Dao Sword: Night Beam] turned into a black rainbow, like a needle of the sea god falling behind the heron, and the moment it was inserted into the ground, it instantly resisted the assimilation of the power of the netherworld to the earth.

At the same time, the long sword in Yichen's hand shone brightly, and there were pink and gold light marks between the heavens and the earth slowly condensing, and the primordial aura from the desolate ancient times diffused, making the heron like a great enemy.

Almost at the same time, Hyun Lu didn't dare to keep it, and the power of his whole body surged, and the surging dark power gathered around him into a black torrent visible to the naked eye.

The Pink Gold Light Mark did not have the same ferocious attack power as the Seven Elements Sword Gang, and its power was reflected in the fact that as soon as it appeared, it seemed to occupy the dominance of this space and this piece of heaven and earth, and it was a kind of suppression that came from heaven and earth and got rid of heaven and earth.

The pink and gold light marks were like talismans, hanging in the sky, but they were just hanging, and the torrent formed by the convergence of dark forces seemed to be affected by the horror of time and space, and stayed motionless beside Hyun Lu.

It is not affected by itself, but its power seems to be frozen in time and space, and this feeling of powerlessness is undoubtedly the greatest blow to the enemy.

For the domineering of [First Sword Journey], another form of manifestation, Lu Xuan is not the first time to taste bitterness, and he is extremely aggrieved and helpless.

In the face of a higher-level power blockade, she would rather take a blow to the power of eternal frozen, at least in the process of time being blocked, she will not feel the powerlessness of having more than enough strength to do so.

However, she was completely at a disadvantage, but there was no panic on her beautiful face, and there was even a thick heat in the depths of her eyes.

When a beam of gray-green streamer rushed into the world where the dark torrent and the pink and gold light were mixed without warning, Lu Xuan's fierce battle intent really erupted from the bottom of his eyes and burned.

Her left hand, which was clenched into a fist, slowly exerted force, and the ring in her palm tightened.