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Periphery.

The side hall collapsed with a bang, and the dust was everywhere. Philip, who was squatting on the ground and holding his head, suddenly stiffened when he heard the sound, and subconsciously raised his head, looking at the ruins, his eyes were silent and desperate. There was a pause, a bang, and a stagnation rushed out.

It is clear that, in Philip's opinion, the battle is over. As for the results...... He only hopes that Tang En can spare his breath now, and if he rescues him in time, he can save a small life.

But, "Come back!" he shouted, and Haita's expression suddenly changed, his figure flashed, and his left hand quickly grabbed Philip's shoulder. At the same time, with a raised right hand, he groaned softly, and the broad sword was instantly unsheathed, and he waved his arm in steps, and slashed at the open space in front of him!

"I cǎo...... Huh?" Philip, who was in a hurry to save people, was detained in place and could not move, and was about to scold without thinking about it, but in an instant, his eyes shrank, and he looked at the path of the big sword, and several imperceptible blood-colored blade lights broke through the air silently, and attacked quickly, and immediately closed his mouth.

The next moment, bang...... The wind was overflowing, the sound was loud, and the sound of dense impact was instantaneous.

Needless to say, this was naturally the aftermath of Donn's blood-colored hurricane. However, although it is the aftermath, not everyone has the strength of Haita. Fortunately, the scene has been cleared ahead of schedule, but people without secret agencies have the misfortune to die under Don's knife. Only the surrounding building walls, etc., like a flour building, suddenly collapsed in unison, rubble splashed, dust rolled, like a small-scale earthquake. The scene was spectacular for a while......

opened his mouth. Philip swallowed hard. Retracting his gaze, he looked at the Haita beside him: "Thank you...... Uh, what's going on?"

Shaking his head lightly, Haita stared solemnly at the ruined ruins, and finally fixed his gaze on a half-collapsed wall, which was the only thing that still stood in the original side hall. He hesitated, as if he had thought of something, and looked shocked. Dry said: "Fight...... It's not over yet......"

Philip couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and reacted, a mixture of great surprise and incredible shock and excitement, and slowly rose from the bottom of his heart - it was very simple to speculate that the terrifying power just now was obviously a fight for life, and according to common sense, this is also the time to divide the victory and defeat! Of course, the sword god will not lose, but why hasn't he come out of the ruins yet? The battle is not over yet...... Could it be that there is still a turning point in this matter!

Whatever Philip could think of, Haita could certainly do. Therefore, this middle-aged man who has been by the side of the Sword God and has stood at the pinnacle of the world for decades, the shock in his heart is much stronger than that of the previous one. He's always felt. The only thing in this world that can defeat the master is time!, but now, a desperate thought of rejection began to hover in my heart...... Master, will you lose?

Siye was silent, and the two people who were shocked in their hearts didn't know that in fact, they had already walked on the edge of the ghost gate......

The abandoned house on the right side, seeing that the eaves of the side hall outside the fence suddenly disappeared, David and other dozens of people who knelt on one knee shook their arms in unison, if it weren't for the fact that Luke, who was observing from the roof, did not make a clear gesture, these dozens of purple-chested cannons must have roared in unison! And in such a close range, the sword god Wu Ding is not easy to say, but it is difficult for the two of Haita to dodge......

......

At this time, behind the half-collapsed broken wall.

Donn sat against the wall, looking up and squinting. Woodin leaned over and handed over his sword, squinting and bowing his head. Like two petrified sculptures, they stand still.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the clothes of the two were cold and agitated, like a strong wind suddenly blowing on the flat ground.

Shaking his head, "I didn't expect that the concept of melee combat could also be used in the space domain......" Looking at the front section of the sword body that was swallowed by the black space crack, Wu Ding restrained his surprised expression, and looked at Tang En more and more appreciatively, "It's a great talent, it's a pity, if you could have been born decades earlier, I wouldn't be so lonely!"

Tang En was stunned when he heard this, his shocked expression flashed, and then he looked at Wu Ding's gaze even more respectfully, shook his head and smiled: "I'm extremely glad to be able to come some time late...... Otherwise, it will be a dead dream for me!"

I have to say that Woodin's vision is indeed amazing, and in one sentence, he immediately expresses Tang En's cultivation concept in space power - yes, he does use the method of close combat.

For the space realm, the realm of Woo Ding is naturally not unfamiliar. Even as long as he is willing, his fighting spirit will be released, and a large area of space will collapse immediately with a swing of his sword. But in the final analysis, these are the effects that can only be achieved through guò violence. It's powerful enough, but it's not subtle enough. It's hard to tear through a small space of a certain size with the precision that Don does with the precision you do.

And this is also the result of Tang En's cultivation of the concept of melee combat, absolute control in a small area!

The uproar continued, just a short time for two sentences of dialogue, and the sudden strong wind seemed to increase a lot of intensity, and Donne's hair and Woodin's white beard were all flying.

Actually, of course, this is not the effect of the wind. Because if the two of them are unwilling, no matter how strong the wind in the world is, I am afraid that they will not be able to lift the corners of their clothes. This was due to the strong suction of the spatial rules, which was caused by the expanding black crack in the front of the sword body.

Come to the bowl - this is just a prelude to Donn's plan. You must know that Wu Ding's strength is amazing, and that pale gold longsword is even more terrifying, if there is no other backhand, even if Tang En successfully encircles the long sword into the spatial crack, it is impossible to trap it.

And from the current point of view, this so-called back hand is naturally a powerful suction force generated after tearing through the space. In other words, since it's already in my bowl, don't think about going out......

Of course, with Wooding's strength, even if the suction of this space is strong, he can still do it if he wants to get rid of it. But in that case, he'd need to use other forces again. And in this way, it is tantamount to breaking the promise of this trick!

Wu Ding is not Tang En, of course, he will not be so tasteless, holding the hilt of the sword that gradually slid towards the spatial rift, and sighed lightly: "I have used this sword for more than a hundred years, and it is extremely easy to use, and I am reluctant to discard it...... Please!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Tang En persuaded him very seriously: "After all, it's just something outside your body, you really can't bear it." It doesn't matter how much this sword costs. I'll make you the exact same again. ”

"Haha......" Woodin couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Shaking his head, he looked at Don with a smile, "No wonder Philip became friends with you, you really have a bit of shamelessness." ”

Tsk, is Philip really your own grandson...... Smacking his lips, Don licked his face and continued: "Where, where, in fact, my biggest shortcoming is that I like to tell the truth. Hehe......"

The sword god is still the sword god after all, even if the space suction is extremely strong, but don't forget that the extremely domineering pale golden dou mang on the long sword is still there, so even if you don't use other forces, you can directly detonate this pale gold dou mang...... The attribution of this victory and defeat is not yet known!

As for the reluctance to discard the sword, this is really just a statement. Now that the bet was made, Woodin's mind was exactly as Hightower had expected, and he went all out. Then leave the ending to fate!

After a few teasing words, Wooding looked at Don's trembling arms that were completely wrapped in rich blood. Nod slightly.

This seems to be a waste of half a minute of conversation time, but in fact, Wooding asked Don En to prepare more and show his best state and strongest strength...... Because, next is the key moment to really divide life and death!

The old man's palm tightened, and the long sword that was gradually swallowed by the spatial crack was frozen in mid-air, and Wu Ding looked at Tang En's slightly nervous eyes, and said calmly: "Explosion!"

On the sword body, the pale golden light flowing like water suddenly stagnated, and in the next moment, the golden light shone brightly, dazzling and bright. Even if it is claimed to be able to devour a qiē dark space, it can't stop this brilliant golden light from blooming to the extreme!

In an instant, Tang En's vision was blank, his eyes were blurred with tears, and his eyes seemed to be ruthlessly pierced by countless cow hair needles, and the pain was crazy. But even so, Don still kept his eyes open to the maximum, and stared down between his palms.

There, there was no strange sound of explosions, only faintly visible dazzling golden rays spreading. The spatial rift, which had been slowly expanding before, swelled rapidly as if it had suddenly taken medicine, instantly stretching the distance between Tang En's upper and lower palms by a foot. Faintly, from the inside of this space cave, you can see countless black currents surging wildly, like a group of snakes swimming away, which can't help but make people feel creepy.

Periphery, at the edge of the spatial rift, the regular arc of the original lips suddenly gave birth to countless tiny cracks under the spread of golden light, like a rotten grinning tomato, as if it would completely crack in the next moment.

The space is stable, even if it carries countless mountains, rivers, people, insects, birds and beasts, etc., it is still stable and unmoving. The space is also the most unstable, even if it is just an insignificant pinhole crack, it will not recover on its own, but will expand infinitely, and the turbulence will be clustered!

Don now felt like he was holding an explosive crystal that was about to shatter, and the slightest movement would be the end of his shattered bones. And if it stands still, it will still explode when it completely shatters...... How to choose?

Tang En moved, this seemingly difficult question to choose, but for him there was no need to think about it at all, because he had never been a person who sat still!

The arms and wrists are bruised and bulging, rich in blood, and there is also real blood, along the arms, along the ten fingers, like several streams, flowing down continuously, until it completely occupies the outer edge of the spatial rift, and meets the brilliant golden light that spreads from the narrow road!

The two armies faced each other, without the need to beat drums or temptations, and directly charged and fought......

The current situation is extremely clear, if this golden mangs are allowed to spread unlimitedly, they will expand the rift in the expansion space until they completely cover Tang En's figure. Then what awaits Don is to be completely swallowed up by no suspense, involved in countless spatial turbulence, and there is no scum left in an instant!

Of course, this was not the result that Tang En wanted to see, so he tried his best to mobilize the blood mangs to chase and intercept them, intending to completely trap Jin Mang in the spatial rift.

Since he possessed the blood qi, Tang En had fought against countless fighting qi martial artists in the other world, and he could faintly gain the upper hand. In the face of the blood qi with multiple characteristics such as amplification, defense breaking, and internal invasion, the monotonous fighting spirit of the otherworldly attribute was simply irresistible, and it was quickly defeated.

But now......

In front of the dazzling golden mang, the defeated side turned into blood. This is not to say that Tang En's blood is inferior to Wu Ding's Doumang, it can only be said that there is a gap between the two in the realm. For example, Jin Mang is like an elite heavy armored iron horseman, and Xuemang is an ordinary infantry in wooden armor and wielding a blade of sword.

Fortunately, Bloodray also has a little advantage, that is, there are many of them!

The scale of the number of golden mangs in Woodin is fixed. And Donn's body kept pouring out. Like an inexhaustible flesh. is like a new force that joins the battle one after another.

Dead batch? Meaningless, two more batches will be enough!

It's okay, we can fight in groups!

......

Although the lone assassin is exciting, it is actually a bit boring after doing it for a long time. Sometimes Don thought about such a scene, standing at the back of the crowd, waving his arms, and shouting with righteousness. "There is no need to talk about morality to such shameless people, brothers, just cut ...... to death" and then a group of master enemies hung up with grievances...... This picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it!

It's just that what Don didn't expect was that one day he actually saw this picture. It's just that the crowd has become its own blood, and the enemy master has become a golden doumang, but it doesn't matter, it feels the same, the same cool!

Ha ha......

Slowly pulled out the green steel long sword, different from the excited Tang En. Wooding watched the fierce competition at the edge of the spatial rift, and his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

The domineering of his own vindictiveness is powerful, and the scale advantage of the opponent's blood. These Woodings had already expected this, but the stalemate in front of him, and even the scene of some decline on his side, was a little unexpected to him.

This is not a simple matter of fighting more and less, nor is it a pure crowd tactic...... Wooding's eyesight is so vicious, he can see the problem at a glance, the seemingly chaotic and chaotic blood that rushes up is actually just along ten fingers, divided into ten separate forces, like a real living army, cooperating with each other, advancing and retreating with evidence, and greatly increasing its power. And in this way, his golden light, which is completely swarmed with tactics, is naturally weaker.

Well, thinking about Xiao Tang's attainments in hand-to-hand combat, it makes sense to have such subtle control. But...... Wooding squinted, seeing with his own eyes that a golden mang was about to break out of the encirclement, but at the most critical moment, it was suddenly flooded with a large amount of blood - this was not an accident, but a common scene that often appeared in the current competition, and it never made a mistake!

Hey, this kind of fighter control ability is just right...... Subconsciously raised his head and looked at Don En, who was staring at himself with wide eyes and a focused expression, Wu Ding was stunned, could it be that he was still an excellent general?

Of course, Don is not a gifted military strategist, and when he talks about soldiers, he is exalting him. And the reason why there was this shocking scene was only because of his perverted ability to control the small area!

Just like playing chess, the rules are set and the range is fixed. All Donn had to do was see the changes in between, and then improvise – needless to say, that's what he's best at.

Lost......

As soon as Wu Ding's thought arose, he suddenly said, "Ha!" A relieved laugh of pleasure, Don En shook his arms, instantly cutting off the supply of blood, and at the same time, his back directly smashed the half-collapsed broken wall, bang, and jumped back!

In place, the black hole of space the size of a basin is suspended quietly, neither expanding nor shrinking. At the edge, that is, the blood rays that had no support and no command were instantly covered with golden light, and the whole line was routed - Tang En never thought about completely destroying the golden rays from the beginning, not to mention whether he could do it, it was meaningless. All he wanted was to temporarily stabilize the space black hole, even if it was just for a second, it would be enough for him to get out and leave!

The next moment, Tang En, who was rapidly reversing, blinked, and he didn't know whether it was because he had stared at the golden light for too long, or because he had lost too much blood and hallucinated, Tang En suddenly felt that his vision was a little distorted and deformed, like seeing through a lot of spider web-like cracks, crystal glass that wanted to be shattered, some became larger, some became smaller, some were curved, and some were directly pure black that could be swallowed by even the sight...... One qiē and one qiē, all seem so weird and absurd!

Immediately after, the only half-collapsed broken wall that was still standing upright suddenly produced undulating waves like a sea tide, and fine debris and gravel fell, but before they could land, they suddenly disappeared in mid-air. That's right, it's completely and completely gone, not shattered into powder and invisible to the naked eye......

Trembling, Don came back to his senses in an instant, and his heart was full of horror. It's not a matter of line of sight, it's spatial turbulence...... As soon as this thought came to me, the half-collapsed wall suddenly disappeared in place, as if it had never existed.

Tang En knew in his heart that this broken wall was not disappearing, but was swept into a black hole by the spatial turbulence, and became a suspended garbage in the corridor of the lonely space, and there was no need to think that it would appear in the world.

Without the broken wall, the rapidly expanding black hole behind it became the most striking thing. But Don didn't look at it, but stared at Woodin on the side!

His gaze suddenly returned to normal, Wooding did not change at all, his expression was still faint, and the clothes that had been agitated before also calmed down. In the absurd and strange environment around him, and the turbulence of the space with crazy undercurrents, his upright and standing figure was like an eternal spatial coordinate, firmly fixed there.

With a loud bang, Donn fell heavily on a pile of rubble, and then rolled down. The last picture in my mind was Wooding turning his head to look at the space black hole and waving his long sword......

Ignoring the messy injuries on his body, he shook his head, and Don En looked up. On the ruins everywhere, spatial black holes, turbulence, absurd scenes, etc. have all disappeared, only Wu Ding put his sword into the sheath, turned his head to look, paused, and a peaceful voice slowly came: "You...... Win...... ......"

Stunned, grinning, Sen Ran's teeth were hung with a trace of blood, Tang En showed the brightest smile in his life, "Ha, I won!"

............ (To be continued......)