The silver-haired man made Caesar extremely jealous, and besides, there were other people around him at this time, and it was difficult to exert all his strength. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Now it will be another uphill battle.

The silver-haired man's eyes were full of war, and in his eyes, Caesar saw a fanaticism that bordered on paranoia.

It was as if this man was born to fight.

In an instant, Caesar made his own judgment.

It was also at the same moment that the other party made a move.

At this moment, the silver-haired man didn't seem to take a step, but his figure was like a translation, leaving a series of afterimages. In a strange speed that is not fast or slow, it is not slow, and it "floats" to Caesar.

Caesar looked at the strange pace, but he didn't dare to slack off in his heart.

He also carefully controlled the distance, approaching the other party.

The long knife of exaggerated length revealed its claws with a crisp long groan, and a flash of white light flashed through the dark night, leaving a brilliant arc in its wake.

Caesar sensed a crisis at the moment when the other party stabbed him, and quietly moved his steps, holding his body backwards for a moment.

For a split second, the light from the blade brushed against the tip of Caesar's hair.

A few strands of white hair fluttered down.

Caesar's eyes froze.

Looking at the long knife that had been slashed out.

The knife was a few points longer than expected.

Caesar was also experienced in combat, and he knew that he would not be so easy to use against a weapon of this length as long as he was close to the opponent's body.

Caesar, who had dodged the blow, adjusted his body, turned his footsteps, and rushed forward again from the flank.

The sword of thunder light in his hand continued to swing, colliding with the silver-haired man's long knife in the air with bursts of fierce fire.

The skills of the two are equally fast, and there are afterimages left between the sword light and sword shadows, which makes people sigh.

The young people who watched the battle in horror were already dumbfounded.

Battles of this level are not seen everywhere.

The two men in the battle were in the same sense of surprise.

The silver-haired man didn't expect that Caesar's swordsmanship could be so superb.

Obviously, he had judged that he was a mage before, but judging from the technique of using this sword, he was a real master.

He couldn't help but say:

"To achieve your level of demonic martial arts dual cultivation, I really haven't seen a second person. Generally speaking, people who claim to be dual cultivators of magic and martial arts will more or less have one focus, fighting spirit or magic, and the other can only be reduced to support. But you're different, it seems like you're mainly magical, and swordsmanship is just your way of fighting. But from your shots, I can see that if you are not a person who has been using swords all year round, you will never be able to use such exquisite sword skills. There is no primordial between your magic and your fighting spirit. ”

Caesar suddenly smiled, and the sword of thunder light in his hand backhanded, swinging away the silver-haired man's long knife.

Then a stab blows straight to the point.

The silver-haired man was startled, and immediately retreated, dodging the stab.

"Do you still have time to talk about the kung fu you fought with me? ”

Caesar waved his sword, and his words smelled of gunsmoke.

The silver-haired man smiled and said softly:

"Hey!

The strength of the silver-haired man and his fighting spirit also caused Caesar's fighting spirit to be raging.

If you want to climb to the top, you must defeat all the enemies in front of you.

Whoever it is!

The two clashed again, and the exchange of swords was getting faster and faster.

Caesar had raised the operation of the prison thunder in his body to the level of a magician, but even so, there was still no way to suppress the silver-haired man.

At least the Sword Sect!

Caesar once again refreshed his judgment of the silver-haired man.

The swords of the two collided again, and there was a crisp sound of "bang", and the faint blue electric light and the sparks from the collision suddenly illuminated the night.

It's just that this light is only a momentary brilliance.

The two retreated with a single blow, distancing themselves from each other.

After the silver-haired man collided for so many rounds, Caesar still had no way to judge the opponent's attributes.

Until now, the silver-haired man seemed to be fighting only with his flesh and the weapons in his hands, and his fighting spirit still did not seem to show in front of Caesar.

The two looked at each other from a distance, but the battle intent in their eyes covered up each other's killing intent.

"It's really interesting!"

The silver-haired man spoke again, his eyes shining.

This time, he grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and strode out, staring at Caesar opposite.

"This move is a fighting skill created by me in combination with the swordsmanship of the Eastern Continent, so I'm optimistic about it. ”

The silver-haired man stepped forward, but his speed was extremely slow, like a beast that did not want to alarm its prey. Step by step, but the power is amazing.

The blue glow crept through Caesar's body, and with a flick of his footsteps, he rushed towards the silver-haired man again.

The silver-haired man continued to move at a slow pace, moving towards Caesar little by little.

Caesar was puzzled, but the sword of thunder light in his hand did not hesitate and slashed directly at the other party.

Just as the electric light swirling above the long sword was about to touch the silver-haired man's body, all of a sudden, the silver-haired man's figure disappeared into the night.

Caesar's sword fell, but it missed, and he was suddenly alerted, and his feet moved, and he left the place in an instant.

After losing your goal, it is taboo to stay put.

The enemy is in the dark, and if you stand still, you will become a live target for the opponent.

Caesar's idea was very good, and he immediately shifted after the sword missed, and between the flashes of his body, he widened the distance.

But at this moment, a strong sense of crisis appeared in Caesar's heart.

He subconsciously turned his body sideways.

The sword flashed, and the essence shattered the night.

The silver-haired man's knife left a cut in Caesar's clothes, and blood spilled down the torn clothes.

Caesar didn't care about his wounds, but looked around carefully. But to his surprise, even at the moment of the move and after the move, Caesar still did not find the whereabouts of the other party.

"Jingle bell!"

The sound of a long knife cutting through the air sounded, and another one broke through the air.

Caesar made an emergency dodge, and between dodging left and right, he was still left with a bloody mark by the blade again.

Caesar held the sword of thunder in front of his chest, and was no longer as offensive as before.

Now he seems to be the prey of a spider's web, and he can only be slaughtered by others.

It is no longer possible to just think about how to attack, what needs to be done now is to look for flaws in the opponent's sword skills in defense.

Caesar kept dodging with his keen senses, and tried to block the attack with his longsword.

But even so, the silver-haired man's long knife still left a lot of scars on his body.

Although these wounds were not fatal, they were stabbed one after another, which increased Caesar's blood loss.

This is not the way to go.

Caesar thought a little helplessly.

Looking left and right, there was still no trace of each other.