"That's true!" a trace of contempt flashed on the old man's vigorous face, and the twin knives in his hands swirled sharply, and the bursting air flow instantly knocked down the short blades from four different directions at the same time, "So this little trick of yours won't work in front of me!"

The moment the old man spoke, the body that jumped up in the air had swooped down from the sky silently, the toes were light on the ground, the pitch-black figure had not yet completely touched the ground, and once again turned into a vague dynamic afterimage and pounced on Arya, the two jet-black short knives in his hands broke the wind and brought out a terrible scream, and the sharp slash of Dream Seeking followed, without the slightest intention of giving Arya a chance to breathe.

The killing intent of the headwind was like a churning black wave, and there was a painful look condensed in Arya's beautiful face, but she obviously couldn't relax at this moment, she could only grit her teeth and force herself to calm down and go all out, facing such a tricky enemy, the slightest carelessness would turn into a doom.

Arya swept backwards suddenly, and at the same time her wrist flexibly flipped and threw the short blade again, she quickly stepped back as she continued to draw the short blade and throw it at the old man, which could not only temporarily relieve the old man's rapid attack, but also effectively suppress the old man's approaching distance.

The air was filled with the sound of metal beeping, and a series of chilling edges flickered, constantly cutting through fleeting and strange arcs of light, tearing through the air alive, and then being blown away by the bursting airflow......

"Interesting! It seems that this weapon in your hand is not only suitable for hand-to-hand combat?" The old man's dull and hoarse voice came from the flickering sword light, and his locked eyes were full of warmth and murder.

"Well, they're not originally designed for hand-to-hand combat, strictly speaking, these weapons are a type of throwing knife, and shooting opponents from a distance is the most correct way to use them, and with my ability to control the wind element, their cutting effect will be increased several times, and they can hit targets with incredible accuracy. Arya's gaze was cold and severe, through the layers of sword light and sword shadows, she cautiously and quickly looked for a possible fatal flaw on the other party's body, or how to create such a flaw for him, "Having said that, this weapon called [God Hunter] in your hand is really a rare treasure, in addition to the strange and changeable many forms, the degree of strength is far beyond my imagination, it is really not easy to withstand so many attacks without any signs of cracking......

"Of course, how could the [God Hunter] crack under such an attack. The corners of the old man's mouth slightly floated with a touch of contempt, and his expression was full of disdain, "It is the highest masterpiece of Bacda, at the peak of all demon soul weapons, and the flying knife blessed by the wind element cannot leave a trace on its body at all, not to mention that its original attribute is the wind ......"

"I see, I almost forgot that its attribute is also the wind!" Arya shuttled lightly through the narrow corridor of Neptune, to be precise, this is the separation between the two buildings, the two exteriors rising from the ground are like two cliffs with no top, completely blocking the light, and even the flow of air has become unusually slow, "Actually, there is one thing I have always been curious about, and I have wanted to ask you for a long time......"

"Oh, what's the matter?" the old man didn't pay any attention to the depressing environment around him.

"You and I are both mages of the wind elemental, and you are the senior......" Arya suddenly stopped her rushing figure and landed in the distance, her hands each holding two forked short blades, her legs squatting slightly, her tense body was full of power waiting for the opportunity to move, and she looked at the old man vigilantly, "I would like to know your opinion on the wind elemental?"

"Insight into the wind element?" The old man vaguely realized something, and suddenly stopped his body, not in a hurry to pursue, squinted his eyes in surprise, thinking about the strange question raised by the girl, and at the same time cautiously looked at the surrounding environment, "I'm sorry! I don't quite understand what you mean, the wind element is my most friendly element, and it can also be regarded as my weapon, and the [God Hunter] is a prop that brings my weapon to the fullest. ”

"That's right......" Arya sighed softly, but her expression seemed to be relieved, "What a pity!"

"Regret?" The doubt between the old man's eyebrows deepened, and his already wrinkled face was now wrinkled even deeper, "Regret what?"

"My most friendly element is also the wind, but it's just ......" the expression on Arya's face gradually dissipated, and she said quietly, "I don't think of the wind element as my weapon......"

"Uh...... What the hell do you want to say?" the old man forcibly suppressed the inexplicable discomfort in his heart, and his hoarse voice was full of anger.

"I regard the wind element as a part of my body, listen to it with my heart, feel it with my heart, and you will find that she is unusually bewitching and charming......" A hint of intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Arya's mouth, even on her increasingly pale face, there was still a thrilling beauty, "I give her a soul, she gives me strength!"

"What do you mean?" the old man roared uncontrollably, he had already firmly controlled the battle, but at this moment, the rapidly expanding discomfort in his heart was gradually turning into cold fear, and what was even more terrifying was that even he didn't know what he was afraid of, and the feeling of increasing disharmony made him extremely manic.

"Don't you wonder where all the short blades I threw at you ended up with?" Arya raised her wrist against her temple and gently rubbed it as if it was nerve-wracking, "Did you hear the sound of the blades landing?"

"What!" The old man suddenly realized what the problem was, after so many short blades were knocked away by him, he didn't seem to hear the crisp sound of even one blade falling to the ground, because he had been chasing the girl closely and ignoring these insignificant little details, "It's just that even if it is like this, what can it be......

"I said I gave the wind elemental a soul, and the wind is like sight, hearing, and ...... to me," Arya's voice grew cold, and the murderous aura swept through the narrow corridor, "the extension of the limbs!"

"Could it be ......" The old man's face sank in vain, and the murderous aura that filled the sky around him put him in a viscous haze, "You can still control the throwing knives?"

The sharp sound of breaking the air from far and near, instantly filled this narrow corridor, but in the shadows could not see the incoming edge, only vaguely heard the trills of the doped metal beeps in the sound of breaking the sky all over the sky, that was countless short blades approaching at high speed, their speed was incredible, almost impossible to capture their figures, as if transparent wind blades, but the fierce, domineering and murderous aura was extraordinarily strong, invisibly bringing a dignified and cold killing machine.

"That's it!" said Arya, expressionless.