Shadow handover.

In a matter of moments, Dior's fist hit Lester's sword with precision, and continued to close the distance between Lester and Lester as he struck him away. In the face of such an attack, Lester did not panic at all, did not retreat, but with a flick of his wrist, the swinging long sword turned into a silver ray again as if it violated the rules of physics, and slashed back towards Dior, as fast as lightning and thunder, unmatched.

In the face of this sudden blow, although Dior's heart was awe-inspiring, his hand was not chaotic at all, and he closed his fist and bent his elbow in time when the long sword was about to die, and the tip of his elbow happened to hit the sword.

When it rings.

The two staggered by, each continuing to rush forward a few steps before turning back at the same time.

Without superfluous words, the two of them rushed towards each other again.

The long sword seemed to have life in Lester's hands, turning into a huge silver net that shrouded Dio's body and kept tightening, while Dio turned into a black python and kept rushing left and right in the silver net, making the sword shadow net unable to fall and close.

The speed and reaction of both sides were surprisingly fast, and several positions changed in a row just a few breaths, and the battle circles of the two sides continued to move at high speed, only vague phantoms and no human entities could be seen.

Whenever the strange sound of the splitting wind sounded, Lester's sword would suddenly become violent, obviously a special power technique or secret technique. At this time, Dio will suppress Leicester's offensive outbreak, but fortunately, this secret method lasts for a short time, and it will enter the stage of recovery after about a second or two, and Dio will also seize this opportunity to burst out a fierce counterattack, so that Lester, who has fallen into a short period of decline, has almost been hit by Dior's fist several times, which makes Lester also feel terrified.

Gradually, Dio began to become familiar with the routine of Leicester's sword technique - like waves of ocean tides rushing over, each arcane method was a crest, followed by a brief retreat and stabilisation, followed by another crest. This combat technique can overwhelm the enemy from the outset and create as if facing endless follow-up pressure, like a great river rolling in, until the enemy can no longer withstand being crushed before delivering a fatal blow.

But this kind of is far from the critical point that Dior, who is at the same level and full of toughness, can not bear it, but it makes him more and more proficient in the mastery of the Gray Scale Four Style in such a real battle, constantly enriching the experience of the battle, from the beginning of the action is still a little hurried and becomes smooth, the characteristics of the Gray Scale Four Style are integrated into his every move, every blow, every dodge, and every block seem to combine the four styles and then use them, as natural as the flow of water in the same industry.

Boom!

Finally, Dio seized Lester's opportunity to regain his breath for the first time, forcing him to fight hard with himself, his fists and the opponent's elbows colliding solidly, making a dull explosion.

Both of them were shocked and retreated at the same time.

The breeze was light, and the broken leaves stirred up by the two of them were flying all over the sky, and Dior stepped back with his right foot after taking five steps back, stabilizing his body and standing still in the wind.

He shook his fist, opened it and clenched it again, the gurgling sound of the joints sounded, and the numbness on the original fist quickly subsided.

The coat on his body has been cut out dozens of holes in this round of battle, slightly swaying in the breeze, looking very tattered, but at this moment on Dior's body, with his high-spirited fighting spirit, it is not shabby at all, and the raindrop-like broken leaves fall from his ears, but it makes people feel that there is a compelling power rushing towards him.

The evenly matched battle just now had fully stimulated his fighting spirit, but under the fiery battle intent was an increasingly cold and ice-like reason, and his eyes shone with cold waves in the moonlight, reflecting the figure of Lester in front of him, which was extremely clear.

Lester on the opposite side had no superfluous expression on his face as ancient and modern as no waves, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his left elbow, which had just collided with Dior's fist, was writhing imperceptibly, and he was also adjusting his state, and his momentum did not decay in the slightest, and the whole person seemed more cold and sharp.

As long as one side shows a little bit of cowardice, then the other side will inevitably feel the senses, and immediately take advantage of the weakness to launch the most fierce offensive.

Heaven and earth were silent, the sound of insects around them had long since disappeared, and even the broken leaves in the sky were silent.

For a while, the murderous atmosphere was like frost, the atmosphere was tightened, and it was about to explode!

Shhh

The five fingers of Dior's right hand were spread out, turning into sharp claws that tore through the air, pointing diagonally forward.

"If you only have the strength you had just now, then you don't want to see the next sunrise. The corners of Dior's mouth curled up and a smile appeared, but his eyes were still cold and cold.

Lester didn't answer, but a strange buzzing sound spread around him, and if you looked closely, you could see that these sounds came from the small, high-frequency tremors that began to tremble at the beginning of his long sword, which was incomparably mysterious.

The moment all the rolled leaves fell back to the ground, Dior moved.

He hunched slightly, and sprinted forward, straight at Leicester.

Lester's eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity, and he turned slightly sideways, and with a brush of the long sword in his hand, a silver light curtain was drawn, and it pressed towards Dio head-on like a galaxy rewinding.

And Dio didn't have the slightest intention of forcing back this time, his feet suddenly forced, his body speed was a little faster, and at the moment before the light curtain was completely formed, he turned into a black whirlwind and rushed in, and the silver light curtain was mixed up for a while.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of violent bombardment continued to sound, and the sand and gravel fragments flew up again, forming a man-made dust storm that continued to erupt violently.

At the center of the battle circle, Dio, who grasped the rhythm of Lester's sword skills, forced Lester to not use the length advantage of the long sword to open the distance, and used his fists and elbows to constantly fight with Lester's long sword, and could only compete with him hard-to-head, every collision is a competition of the greatest strength of the two sides, and it is obvious that Dio has an advantage in this regard.

In this situation, Leicester was finally gradually pressed by Dior, and the offensive that was originally five or five between the two sides began to become Dior's offensive leading seventy percent, occupying a clear advantage.

Faced with the unfavorable start of the battle, Lester gritted his teeth, a trace of blush flashed on his face, and the muscles on the arm holding the sword instantly bulged, as if a layer of purple-black vines were wrapped around his arm.

Snort......

His long sword "burst" open, and at that moment, the sword light as bright as starlight suddenly gathered, and then rolled down like a torrent that broke the embankment, sweeping Dior in it at once.

"Burst!"

"It's useless!"

Dio burst into a shout, and then the hiss of a snake began to sound wildly, although the voice was low, but it overwhelmed the sound of Lester's sword, and for a while, the waves were like a roll, and the golden-red fire burst out, rushing the oncoming silver torrent in all directions.

And in the center of light and shadow, Dior's fist and Lester's sword body collided together, as if the two of them maintained this posture for a moment and froze.

The next moment, Dio turned his fist into a palm, intending to lock the sword body at the same time, the power of his body flowed, and a kick flew up from the bottom, sweeping Lester's lower body.

Almost at all, Lester followed with a kick, and his wrist shook to prevent Dior from locking the sword.

Boom!

After a few collisions, the fist and the sword separated.

Once again, both were shaken back at the same time.

But at this moment, Dior's kick suddenly slowed down, and the change in tempo became his kick at Leicester's foot instead of being swept by Lester's foot.

Leicester was shocked, he didn't expect Dior's control of his body to be so subtle, as if he had eyes directly on his feet. He suffered a sweep at his feet, only to give the opponent a direct kick from the side, which suddenly caused a flaw in his balance.

Lester knew that it was too late to fight again, so he instantly controlled his body to turn confrontation into strength, and the whole person flipped backwards along the way, intending to dissolve Dior's power to destroy the balance of his body, and then pull away and regroup.

But how could Dior let go of the advantages that he had built up so hard?

While Leicester was still churning in the air, Dior had already swept out of the ground, directly preemptively arrived at the place where Leicester was about to land, raised his head and shouted angrily, waved his right fist, and swirled the air flow around him towards Lester, who seemed to be fused with the rain of broken leaves.

The dust within a few meters of the surrounding area was completely driven by this stormy blow, forming a huge whirlpool, and Dio stood proudly in the center of the whirlpool, like a god.

At this moment, all the essence of his martial arts was vividly brought into play, without the slightest reservation.

Lester knew that something was wrong, but now that the initiative was no longer in his hands, he had no choice but to roll up the sword shadows in the sky and roll backwards towards Dio below, intending to use this lose-lose method to force Dior back.

But Dio didn't flinch at all in his mind at this time, and slammed into it to fight it out!

But at the moment when the two were about to have the most critical collision, a black shadow swooped down from a tree on the edge of the clearing, and stabbed Dio who was standing on the ground with two silver edges.

At that moment, the killing intent rushed into the sky!