There is no difference between a single-handed sword and a dual-wielding sword style for the undead, because they do not have the physical limitations of human left and right brain coordination, so after the initial adaptation, Bai Huang has been able to give full play to the advantages of dual wielding. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the face of the tide of sword shadows, he also wielded a sword curtain, aside from skills, the two sides were equal in strength and speed, and the gap in skills did make Bai Huang pay a certain price, but for the first time, he was covered with scars and jumped out of the strange circle of being subject to the other party everywhere, and was no longer passively beaten.

At the same time, a roaring thunder suddenly sounded in the pale sky of the earth, and the white whirlpool eyes in the sky were filled with dazzling forked lightning, and the whirlpool black clouds covering the entire sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible huge force, and the speed of rotation suddenly increased, and they all converged towards the whirlpool eyes.

This unusual change naturally attracted Bai Huang's attention, and he chuckled and said: "It seems that this place is still in the Great Mausoleum, no matter what method you use, it is impossible to sit idly by with your old perverted character, I tell you that he has such a violent temper, I advise you to leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will feel better." ”

Bai Huang was on guard, and at the same time wanted to use the verbal offensive to delay the time, if this place was still within the scope of the trial arranged by the old pervert for himself, then this mutation was most likely caused by him or other immortals, and if he was really taken to other unknown space under the gaze of a group of undead, then what could he do, he could only wait for death.

The possibility of the latter is very small, Bai Huang can only delay time for the possible rescue now, but the mirror image is not moved at all, he stares at Bai Huang and makes an intermittent voice: "Don't ...... Resist...... I...... The existence ......"

With a bang, a piece of bone powder flew up, the ground shattered, and the twin swords in the mirror's hand ignited a faint green flame, his figure flashed suddenly, and he came to Bai Huang in an instant, and the crossed double swords drew a cross flame and slashed towards Bai Huang.

The dead qi erupted, and Bai Huang's twin swords also crossed their swords, but they were severely defeated, and the dark green flames shattered his sternum, and he was directly blasted out more than ten meters away, but this distance was fleeting for the mirror image that came in close pursuit.

Bai Huang waved his hand to wipe away the dark green flames stained on his body, and the pale soul fire burned violently.

"Stygian flames, and so will I!"

The extremely rich death qi continued to compress and condense and entangle the twin swords in his hand, attaching a thin layer of dark flame to it, although it was still very weak, but it was indeed a truly qualitative death power.

The mirror image was still silent, and with a murderous wave of his hand, a bone sword floated densely behind him as if it had been pulled up by an invisible hand, and shot towards Bai Huang with his charge.

However, the same scene also appeared on Bai Huang, who pulled the power of death to control the sword curtain in the sky, and rushed towards the other party without fear.

"Don't forget! I'm also learning your fighting skills while you're trying to control me!!!

The mirror soul fire seemed to fluctuate for a moment, but the next moment the two sides had collided together tragically, and the sword curtains that fell like rain collided with each other, and on the battlefield where the sword curtains were intertwined, two identical skeletons were engaged in a life-and-death duel.

As soon as he made contact, Bai Huang almost had his arm cut off, but his fierce attack also greatly limited the opponent's skills.

Of course, Bai Huang didn't really fight randomly, his purpose was to give full play to the advantages of his short sword and fight with the opponent closely. He held the twin swords burning with the flames, and after blocking the opponent's stabbing sword, he stepped forward, slashing at the opponent's right hand holding the other sword, and stabbing the pelvis with one sword.

In this space that cannot be reorganized with dead energy, the undead also have an Achilles heel in their bodies, and as long as they destroy the important support points of their bodies, it is equivalent to laying the foundation for victory.

With a click, the mirrored right-handed sword easily blocked Bai Huang's left-hand sword, and the same bullying stepped forward to let Bai Huang's short sword stabbed at his pelvis pass through his empty abdomen and miss.

The short sword that brushed the spine could make the mirror image be "cut in the waist" with just one horizontal slash, but Bai Huang did not have the slightest chance of this, and the mirror image that deceived him made a wrong step, and his body was swift and swift, like a tiger out of the cage, and his right shoulder hit Bai Huang fiercely.

The sound of cracking bones sounded again, and Bai Huang's breastbone and ribs, which were already full of cracks, suddenly shattered to the ground, and even the humerus of his right hand appeared with fine cracks.

But after suffering a heavy blow again, he still reacted quickly, kicked the opponent away with a reflexive kick, and then rolled away from the **** sword curtain.

At this moment, the entire space suddenly shook, and the black clouds in the sky poured into the white swirl eyes at a faster speed.

It seemed that the space would soon collapse, either completely destroyed or returned to Frederick's control, but the mirror image still wanted to kill Bai Huang without hesitation, and the latter had no intention of backing down. Ignoring the violent shock of his spirit, Bai Huang once again drove the continuous sword curtain towards the damn mirror image.

The sky was covered with dazzling lightning, the black and white lines of the sky had long been blurred, and the surrounding space began to vibrate violently, and under the scene of destruction was a sword curtain and two skeletons fighting for life and death.

The two swords finally shattered in another confrontation, but Bai Huang did not panic in the slightest, he stretched out his hand and grasped the two long swords that were galloping, and then raised them high above his head and slashed down angrily.

The mirror image that had just dodged a wave of tricky sword curtains finally appeared embarrassed for the first time, and was unreasonably slashed to the ground by the powerful double sword blows, abandoning the same shattered double swords, he kicked on the side of Bai Huang's sword with one foot, bounced away with his strength, and before he landed, he summoned two long swords, and then reflexively attacked Bai Huang.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, the two sides have exchanged killing moves back and forth several times, and the mirror image has also begun to be injured, and Bai Huang is covered with cracks, it looks like he may fall apart at any time, the white-hot battle situation is extremely fierce, the mirror image wants to kill Bai Huang before the space collapses, and the latter's tenacity and tenacity are beyond his expectations.

However, time finally stood on Bai Huang's side, the black clouds in the sky were gone, the violently shaking space suddenly stabilized, and a vast and grand will like a god overwhelmingly pressed down from the sky.

The sword curtain in the sky fell uncontrollably like rain and plunged into the pale earth, forming a circle of sword formations around the two warring sides, as if the curtain came to an end for this wonderful battle, and in the center of the sword array, the double swords in Bai Huang's hands twisted the "other self" into pieces, leaving only an intermittent echo.

"Don't ...... Resist ......" (To be continued.) )