"There are too many people here, and if you really let go of your hands and feet, it's easy to hurt others by mistake."

Hans Derksen looked around, his eyes fell on Zhang Guangmu, and said in a sincere tone: "It's better to choose the way of [Wendou] - you and I take turns to make moves, whoever can't bear it first will lose." ”

Hearing this, the reporters and videographers came back to their senses one after another, and no longer stood between the two, but watched from the edge of the hall.

What is the difference between the duel between top swordsmen, ordinary people in the middle, and looking for death?

Even if it is a cultural fight, there is a certain risk.

But the enthusiasm for first-hand major news made them reluctant to leave directly, so they retreated to the next best thing, slightly distanced, and not blinded by their peers.

In response to Hans Derksen's proposal, Zhang Guangmu nodded almost without thinking: "Yes." ”

Seeing such a reaction, Hans Derksen grinned and slowly pulled out an indigo-blue two-handed heavy sword from the huge scabbard.

His previous remarks, at first glance, seemed to be adapting measures to local conditions and thinking about others, but in fact he was creating favorable conditions for himself.

[Wind Sword], which can harness the power of the wind and create storm realms.

It sounds like a swordsman who is suitable for body style and speed, and there is an innate advantage in swimming, but in fact, it is ......

Hans Derksen had already surpassed the cage and the mould of the [Wind Domain Sword] and created two spirit sword skills of his own.

One of them is "Storm Energy Storage", which is not very easy to use in actual combat, and the forward swing is too long, but it can be called a magic skill in [Wendou], which can accumulate up to five times the normal sword yuan power, and the instantaneous output of lethality, even the Sword Emperor must avoid its edge!

The second is "Pascal's Blade", even indoors, as long as it is in stormy weather, he can use the power of heaven and earth to make his wind pressure slash sharper and more vicious.

If it was a typhoon above level 12, under such extreme weather conditions, Hans Derksen was confident that he would even be able to kill a Sword Emperor head-on!

Today, although it is only a level 9 gale, it can reach the level of damaging the dangerous house and reversing the wave peak.

Looking at the next six months, there will probably not be much such weather, and the current state is just right for him to try his luck!

The time chosen by Yaksha to interview Feihong was neither early nor late, it happened to be this windy day, which was one of Hans Derksen's calculations.

In this way, his odds against Zhang Guangmu soared directly to ninety percent!

As a swordsman, you don't dare to fight 90% of the chances, so what kind of sword do you practice? Just go home and raise pigs!

Hans Dirksen is bold and careful, cunning and cunning.

He expected that with Zhang Guangmu's character, he would never refuse to challenge today - that would make Zhang Guangmu look weak and lose face.

A guy like Zhang Guangmu, who is easy to see through, is destined to become the best stepping stone on his way to the Sword Emperor!

Hans Dirksen took half a step forward with his left leg, his body squatted slightly, his sword in both hands, his attention was highly concentrated, his posture was calm, and he looked ready to parry: "I'm a challenger, let you, as the host, make the first move!" ”

Zhang Guangmu's move "Sword Like Prison" and the fantasy spirit sword technique used to kill Shi Lie, Hans Derksen has successfully eaten, chewed, and cracked it after repeated research.

In the final analysis, the [Mirage Sword] is a water-based spirit sword, although I don't know how Zhang Guangmu did it, but it is nothing more than by affecting the opponent's nerves and brain, making it hallucinate.

In the face of these false moves, as long as Hans Derksen held his breath and did not inhale those water-based sword forces that were scattered in the air into his lungs, he would be able to completely crack the quieter!

Hans Dirksen had been silent before, just holding his breath.

With the help of the wind sword elemental power, he could hold it for three days and three nights, and he would not suffocate, and he could still maintain a good state.

In order to be safe, Hans Derksen even before entering the Feihong base, he had set up a triple wind system sword force protection domain field around him.

When others looked at the indigo whirlwind around him, they thought that he was fierce, but they didn't know that this was a barrier.

With the protection of this triple wind, even if Zhang Guangmu's water-based sword yuan power can penetrate the human body through the pores and meet Hans Derksen, it will be in vain!

Zhang Guangmu did not draw his sword.

He just looked Hans Dirksen up and down for a moment, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

Syllable!

"Okay, now it's your turn."

Arrogant!

Hans Derksen has to admit that Zhang Guangmu is really good at agitating generals.

It was just a contemptuous gesture, a calm word, and his anger surged up instantly.

Hans, whose face was flushed, wanted to immediately chop Zhang Guangmu into a pile of meat pieces to vent his inner anger.

It's just that he was born different, and the more angry he is, the calmer he becomes.

Before making a move, Hans Derksen carefully examined his condition and quickly noticed blind spots that no one else had noticed.

"Damn! What did you do to my Wind Domain Sword? ”

Hans Derksen did protect himself well, but he neglected his spirit sword.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see that many small mottled holes appeared on the [Wind Domain Sword], which seemed to have corroded due to poor maintenance.

But Hans touched it with his fingers, and found that they were not hollow, but only some parts of the spirit sword had become transparent.

Theoretically speaking, the [Wind Domain Sword] and the [Mirage Sword] are the same grade spirit sword, and this situation can only mean one thing - Zhang Guangmu's strength is stronger than his Hans Derksen, and it is much stronger!

"It's good that it's not damaged."

Hans Derksen gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Guangmu fiercely.

When you are strong, you will be strong, and you can kill the enemy in order to create a truly brilliant legend!

He believes in his hole cards and strength.

This self-confidence comes from a wrong perception.

In his impression, Zhang Guangmu's strength stayed at the level of the Golden Autumn Yi Sword Festival, and he didn't think that anyone could make rapid progress in such a short period of time.

The outdated information made Hans Derksen make the wrong choice.

He held the Wind Domain Sword aloft, and an indigo whirlwind roared around him, and Pascal's Blade and Storm Charge were unleashed at the same time.

WhewW......

The indigo light wrapped around the spirit sword, and as time passed, the color of this light became more and more intense, creating a breathtaking coercive field.

Swiftness! Rampage! Sharp!

Just seeing this sword gives me the feeling of being cut in the eye.

The reporters at the scene only felt creepy, and suddenly got goosebumps.

Zhang Guangmu still looks like an old god, and even looking at his appearance, it seems that he doesn't even have the mood to draw his sword.

This gesture of death made the reporters and photographers who were originally standing behind Zhang Guangmu hurriedly carry microphones and cameras and ran away.

No one dared to stay in this direction anymore.

In their perception, Hans Derksen's sword can directly crack at least half of the Feihong Swordsmanship Base!

Continue to stand here, the possibility of being hit by the pond fish and dying on the spot is too great!

"Give me death!"

Hans Derksen had murderous intent in his eyes, but his expression was indifferent.

He stepped forward, his figure flickering, and disappeared for a moment.

Swish!

The two staggered.

The sword light swept across, and the blood splashed everywhere!

Poof!

The huge head fell to the ground, and Hans Dirksen still had a smug smile on his face.

His lips opened and closed, as if silently uttering his victorious declaration.

This strange scene is really a bit frightening, like a scene in a horror movie.

The indigo gale sword that was originally as sharp as clay fell on the wall, but it seemed to be swallowed by a group of invisible gelatin, dissipating little by little, and turning into nothingness.

People noticed that Zhang Guangmu's [Mirage Sword] still stayed quietly in the scabbard, as if it had never been unsheathed.

No! Wrong!

Zhang Guangmu really didn't pull out the spirit sword!

Looking at the beads of blood that kept dripping from the [Wind Domain Sword], everyone realized that maybe, maybe, probably, probably, Hans Derksen slashed himself to death with a sword.

The moves are strong, handsome, and domineering.

A sword owl!

But......

Hans Derksen slashed off his own head with the Wind Domain Sword.

The question is: how did Zhang Guangmu do it?

Just snap your fingers?

When everyone fell into deep thought, Zhang Guangmu suddenly had a familiar feeling.

Is that......

The feeling of using Ability Points to your account!