The sword plunged straight into the ground, and it didn't even make a sound......

But in Murong Qingyun's heart, which had just been resurrected, it had exploded like a thunderclap!

For a swordsman, how is the long sword sent flying, and death?

Just thinking about it, Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected, raised his head suddenly, and Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the Blood Clan, had already palmed Simon Trant in one hand......

……

"Murong Yuan!"

Murong Qingyun's unique heroic and cold voice that had just been resurrected was now a little more anxious and worried......

And it turns out that Murong Qingyun's worries after the resurrection just now are not unreasonable.

In the palm of the hand with Simon Trante, even though the high-level main god player and the Duke of the Blood Clan, Murong Yuan, has outstanding martial arts talent, and he has only cultivated for twenty years, while Simon Trant is not only not inferior to the other party in martial arts, but also has studied the magic knowledge of the Central Plains and the main god world for a long time.

In a trance, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the Blood Clan, was already pale, and the crimson domineering magic power gradually occupied the dominant position of the impact of the magical power airflow.

……

Perhaps for his own reasons, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, would suddenly feel a sense of threat when he faced Simon Trant!

The feeling of threat is like an isolated lone wolf meeting a tiger, an instinctive threat from the depths of the heart.

But the lone wolf has its own pride, and even if it knows that it is invincible, it has to face the enemy head-on!

……

In a trance, the pale face of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the Blood Clan, gradually became normal under the flow of his powerful magical power.

And Simon Trant, who was facing him, was naturally the first to react.

To be honest, Simon Trant admires each other......

But......

Simon Trant is now unable to show his admiration, on the contrary, he wants to provoke the other party!

……

"Hahaha......"

Simon Trantepi's smiling appearance made him look a little sinister now!

And under the continuous blowing of magical power, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player with long hair floating and the Duke of the Blood Clan, heard Simon Tranter's weird laughter, and also asked in a cold voice-

"Master, why are you laughing all of a sudden?"

"Haha, the old man laughed at Mr. Murong ......"

As soon as Simon Trant spoke, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, had already changed his face.

Even Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected in the distance, was originally a little happy because he had just seen Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, change his absolute decline, but he was also stunned after suddenly hearing the voice of Simon Trant's magical power blessing.

I don't know why, Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected, had a hunch that this Simon Trant would definitely not be able to spit out any good words!

"…… The old man laughed at Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong lost to the old man in a dream, and now, Mr. Murong was also forced to such a disadvantage by the old man! "

"…… Hahaha, Murong family, it seems that this is not the case! It's just a dream! "

"You ......"

Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the Blood Clan, had a gloomy face, and just coldly spit out a word.

And Simon Trant did not change the strange smile on his face, and after a long time, the high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, raised his head suddenly, and his originally handsome face looked terrifying because of his distortion at this moment.

"…… You're looking for death! Simon Tranter, today, I will let you see the power of the Murong family! "

Before the words fell, the high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, went berserk with the magic power around him, forcibly breaking the momentum of the confrontation with Simon Tranter.

This kind of forcible breakthrough made Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, who was already at a disadvantage, feel even more overwhelmed, but for a while, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, also had no time to care, and the palm power in his hand quickly gathered and hit with the momentum of thunder......

Simon Trant looked relaxed and had a smile on his face.

In the previous battle with the high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, Simon Trant already knew that his strength was above him!

However, Simon Trant also understood that he was not sure that he would completely suppress the high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan.

Especially in the weird and fluttering light technique that the high-level main god player and blood clan duke Murong Yuan used before, he actually dodged most of his killing moves!

This also made Simon Trant have to use some other means......

Even if it's some despicable means that can't be put on the table......

……

The domineering palm power of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and the Duke of the Blood Clan, was not as unstoppable as expected.

Simon Tranter's flaming blade shattered all of its domineering power......

"Huh~......"

Simon Tranter, who was originally waving his palm in the air, slowly fell to the ground at this time, pinched the magic circle in his hand, and continued-

"…… The old man had heard of Mr. Murong's reputation as loud, why was the move he made so unbearable and inconsistent with his reputation? "

On the other side, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan who had just landed, only felt the magic power in his body surging.

This is due to the backlash he suffered when he forcibly broke the palm he had maintained before, and the aftermath of Simon Tranter's Flame Palm.

But the current high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, didn't have time to regulate his breath, so he straightened up and said-

"Simon Tranter, since you are killing yourself, then I, I will use the 'Flame Knife' that you are famous for to kill you completely!"

"Hahahaha......"

As soon as Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, finished speaking, Simon Trant's black magic robe flew around, and the whole person approached with a strange laugh......

"…… So old man, wait and see! "

Simon Trant said that, he had already struck Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and the Duke of the Blood Clan, with a flaming blade......

And the high-level main god player, Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, actually fought back with a similar flame palm blade!

However, it is obvious that the "Flame Knife" used by Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, is far more powerful than Simon Trant.

Two similarly colored magical power blades collided, and bursts of high-temperature air gushed out......

In the heat wave of the fluctuating air, Simon Trant's smirk became more visible......

……

When Simon Trant and Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, collided with each other using the "Flame Knife", a high-level master god player, the crimson magic power wave continued to impact the surroundings.

In a trance, Simon Trante's flame blade left his hand.

Several crimson magic power blades directly hit the body of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, who had no time to guard against, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Murong Yuan's mouth, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan......