O'Neill's admiration fell into Starlight's ears, causing him to furrow a little comfortably.

Although this guy was a little radical and impulsive before, he still knows how to appreciate it!

"If I'm right, you've been using this secret method since the beginning of the battle, right?"

Starlight nodded noncommittally, as O'Neill said, he was already using the seven-style sword burial at the beginning of the battle.

The sword burial is a secret method that can perfectly restore his combat trajectory, and every sword he originally cut out and every place he went to will be affected by the sword burial, and will be imprinted in the space, forming a virtual image.

When the number of these virtual images reaches a certain level, Starlight can release them from behind the space and carry out random continuous attacks on the surrounding enemies, which is a high-multiplier power secret method with extremely lethal power and a wide range!

The two mirrors that were entangled with Starlight and once suppressed Starlight to the point that it was impossible to move turned into Starlight under the siege of this secret method.

O'Neal has only the last two images left, meaning he only has two chances left to deflect damage.

He slowly narrowed his eyes, and with the movement of his mind, he canceled the state of the mirror shadow slam, and turned the two mirror shadows into images and burrowed into the mirror suspended next to him (shēn).

He knew very well that these last two chances would play a vital role in the next battle, and he couldn't continue to waste them like he had just done!

"The four types of Light Energy Holy Mirror, the mirror surface is one!"

As soon as the words fell, the seven mirrors quickly merged into one in the air, and under the unusually solemn gaze of Starlight, they began to gather all the light around them, and spun at great speed.

The Thunder Lion, which had been replenished by the Starlight Star Power, also repaired the two huge gaps on the (shēn) at this time, stood up awe-inspiring from the floor, and slammed towards O'Neill again!

O'Neill ignored it, just looked at the starlight not far in front of him, and poured the star power in his body into the huge mirror in front of his fingers, and whispered: "Light Energy Holy Mirror Eight Style, Great Heaven Cross Slash!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the huge hall filled with hundreds of people trembled violently, and the moonlight outside the window and the lights in the hall began to flow in the air like flowing water, converging in the huge mirror in front of O'Neill (shēn), and shaking conspicuously in the air with the trembling of the hall.

The whole space around them, as if because of the distorted flow of these rays, began to change, they swelled and contracted, and finally became confused under O'Neill's sharper and sharper gaze!

As a result, there was a lot of fear (qíng) in the crowd, and some of the timid even sat down on the ground, looking at everything around them with pale faces and horror!

They found that no matter where they were, their vision could not be fully extended, and the chaotic and distorted images left them unconscious, and their brains were a little swollen......

This...... What's going on!

Under the painful torture of Horror (qíng), a girl squatted in place with her head in her hands, her pupils trembling with fear!

She realized that in her pupil vision, she actually saw her own sweaty face! How much confusion must space and light have to be for this phenomenon to occur!

"Is the secret method of the eighth and fourth forms combined?"

If there was anyone in the arena who felt the most pressure, it was undoubtedly Starlight who was directly confronted by O'Neill, who clenched his hands and clenched his teeth as he looked at the flashing and rapidly charging crosslight cannon in the center of the mirror.

In previous battles, he had fully understood that O'Neill's seven mirrors, once combined, would amplify the secret method he was currently using.

Now that he has combined the eighth form with the fourth form, what is his intention, can Xinghui Yan know?

He wants to use his strongest blow to fight it out!

So......

Xinghui suddenly lowered his expression, his eyes suddenly became solemn and cold, and he raised the Thunder Lion Sword in his hand: "Then, I can only do my best to meet your expectations!"

It's also the strongest blow that will defeat you here!

The fourth form of the Thunder Lion Secret Sword, the lionheart is spread to the extreme! With my strongest eighth style, I salute you back!

"Nine changes in the thunder, open!"

Starlight screamed, and under the pouring of the thunder river in the sky, all colors faded on (shēn), leaving only a silvery white (shēn) shadow, which turned into lightning and collapsed all the land in front of it!

Collapse!

First he fell, and all the slate and gravel cracked under his feet danced wildly, and his legs stepped out from the silver-white thunder, bringing up a piece of thunder that destroyed all the sounds around him, and finally clinging to his legs, condensing into two leg armor entwined with electric light, and shaking the earth!

Crackling!

Then the current burst was a white light in front of the star (xiōng), and the supernatural and domineering thunder and lightning tightly wrapped his (xiōng) body, and the moment the star (xiōng) mouth was exposed, it condensed into an extremely silver-white electric current (xiōng) armor!

Zizi ...... Zizi ......

Then, Starlight's arms and shoulders, under the burst of electricity, also condensed an armor composed of pure thunder and lightning, and with the instant rush of Starlight (shēn), a piece of silver-white streamer froze in place!

The Thunder Lion Sword in Xinghui's hand is about to fall! He is already less than five meters away from O'Neill! This distance is already the distance that Xinghui can swing a sword!

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So, his eyes were painted with silver light, and under the entangled rendering of the two clusters of lightning, his eyes sharply slashed the long sword in his hand, straight to the huge mirror in front of O'Neill (shēn)!

O'Neill's recharged crosslight cannon also sent out a huge shattering light cannon at this time, engulfing Xinghui's (shēn) in an instant!

Boom, boom, boom......

In an instant, there was a sensation, and as if the floor could not support the huge pressure, cracks began to crack on a large scale, and as the floor shook, it collapsed one hole after another.

It was also at this time that a large amount of fine sand and dust began to sprinkle from the ceiling, and under the frightened screams of everyone in the hall, a thin layer of ash covered the four cracked halls.

Lan Weiji, who was standing on the cloister, saw that the hall on this floor seemed to be showing signs of complete collapse, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and open his mouth, and whispered something to someone behind him (shēn).

The space behind the blue wiggy (shēn) soon fluctuated, and then under the reassuring gaze of everyone, the large (diàn) began to repair itself.

This is an automatic repair device that will be used on many floors in today's era, manufactured by scientific research institutes, and widely used in many places, its principle is similar to Kong Luomeng's right-wing ability, and it is a very convenient starlight product.

The big (diàn) was stabilized again because of the automatic repair mechanism, and everyone turned their eyes comfortably and fixed their eyes on Starlight and O'Neill's (shēn).

The massive crosslight cannon, full of horror and destruction, collided violently with a shēn of thunder armor and a starlight that slashed out a blade of silence, and still collided violently in the center of the hall.

Because the splashing starlight of destruction was so large and dazzling, everyone couldn't see anything from it, but even so, no one was willing to look away, still squinting their eyes and looking at it nervously.

Obviously, everyone present was very concerned about the outcome of this battle.

Who wins and who loses, this result is affecting their hearts.

"I didn't expect that person to be able to fight O'Neill to such an extent......"

"yes, it really scared the hell out of me. ”

"Why would such a person do such a despicable thing to Dowive?"

"I don't know, maybe there is some hidden (qíng). ”

An Yien, who was hiding in the crowd, listened to the murmurs of several teenagers and girls next to her, and her dark expression suddenly became more ugly.

He's so jealous of Starlight now!

Why can this guy fight with O'Neal on a par with him! Judging from the time, he should have just been promoted to the two-star level, why does he have such a combat power!

O'Neill, this piece of waste, can you still make this bastard fall to his knees?

Inadvertently, Ann reached out his right hand to his mouth, gently biting his fingernails, frowning, and locked his poisonous gaze on the dazzling and fierce glare of destruction in the center.

This is an action he only makes when he is nervous and scared, Lan Wei, who has been secretly observing An Yien's reaction not far away, can't help but hook her lips and chuckle when she sees An Yien's face.

"The man I Lan Wei fancies, is it as simple as you imagined?"

"Hmm, princess, did you say anything just now?" (shēn), the maid Xiao Rui asked suspiciously, she seemed to have heard something from the princess just now.

Lan Weican smiled and shook her head: "There is nothing, the outcome of this battle is almost decided, let's take a good look." ”

"Hmm......" Xiao Rui nodded weakly in a low voice, and looked away from Lan Wei, she was really interested in the results of this battle.

After all, this is a battle about that O'Neill, and there are not many girls present who don't pay attention to him!

Roar –

The powerful force of destruction continued to last in the field for a few seconds, and finally because of the roar of a thunder lion, the rupture was announced, and everyone stared, and in the center of the field, the light became dimmer and dimmer, and they saw a broken silver lion (shēn) shadow, which staggered and took a step forward, and then fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a little starlight and dissipating in the air.

And as the shape of this thunder lion (shēn) dissipated, two shadows of a young man (shēn) full of blood and rags finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Everyone's eyes also trembled uncontrollably at that moment.

O'Neill's seven mirrors have all lost their images, which means that he used the last two chances in the collision just now, but even so, he was still beaten so badly?

A large amount of crimson blood was dripping to the ground, and in front of his (xiōng) body, a touching bloody mouth from his left shoulder to his right waist was exposed, and the inner layer of wriggling blood (ròu) was chilling just to look at.

Looking at Xinghui again, the same one (shēn) is tragic, the skin of the muddy (shēn) is red and glowing like a red-hot soldering iron, and the number of rolled (ròu) skin (ròu) buds alone is so many that it is terrifying, as if in the next second, his (shēn) body will disintegrate unsupportably.

Such a tragic battle can only be described by the word "terrifying"!

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