C80 (2/2)
”Sword Swirls in Four Directions.” Jian Shi's eyes opened and closed. He was naturally born with a Sword Qi that could actually be released from his eyes.
”I'll meet you.” They had only heard of his reputation in the past, but now that the war had started, they could only wish for it.
Clang! Clang!
The five claws and the sword clashed, and the sparks produced by their collisions were enough to ignite the wood.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them clashed at least hundreds of times. The dazzling sword light caused the surrounding trees to tremble and let out wails. Their insides were full of holes and they could be sacrificed at any time.
”Roar!” Wu … As he let out a long roar into the sky, the faint sounds of wolves appeared behind the Wild Wolf Lord in the state of Phantom.
A crescent moon shone with a silvery light, illuminating the earth. It was clearly daytime, but it created an atmosphere of darkness.
”Let me help you.” In the end, the man with the blood-red lips chose to make his move. A ghastly, cold air emanated from his palm as tiny bubbles of blood appeared. It was like a pool of stagnant water that contained death and brutality.
”Go.” With a palm strike that shook heaven and earth, a blood wind was formed. A unique demeanor descended upon Jian Shi as droplets of foam floated towards him, and at the same time, blew the moonlight.
This was the Roar Moon Wolf race's innate skill. The land that the silver light covered was filled with killing intent and killing techniques. The silver light was not light, but a life-threatening sword that could be easily broken.
However, under the bubble, it was slowly wrapped up and eventually turned into a bubble, completely losing its shape.
”Hmph.” With a cold snort, Jian Shi tacitly agreed to help. This was also what he needed, whoosh …
A tornado formed, Green Sword fluttered like a butterfly, and the young girl's jumping figure was graceful yet joyful.
”Everlasting Peak.” With an explosive shout, Jian Shi was filled with vitality, the Green Sword flew out of his hands, and countless swords, whether they were real or fake, surrounded Can Yueye and Wild Wolf Lord, because they were already in a party.
”It's also the moment of my performance, hur hur.” He lightly covered the corner of his mouth. The appearance of a man, the style of a man, but he had the figure of a woman and his gender. His Adam's apple bobbed, yet he gave off a laughter like the tinkling of bells.
In the midst of her fantasy, Can Yueye gently pushed her forward. It was still a round of Haoyue, the Pulse Arts she was cultivating in was related to Haoyue, and she unconsciously got closer to him.
”Break!”
Puff! Extremely minute and tiny needles scattered from who knows where. Under the moonlight, they created a chill. Bang! Bang …
When the needle fell onto the sword, the surrounding trees were turned to dust, as if they were broken pieces of paper that were blown away by the wind. At present, the four of them seemed to have returned from a draw.
”This is the battle between Heaven's Pride?” Furthermore, there was even the shadow of a Dao technique. The Phantom that was projected was the best witness.
”As expected of the Heaven's Pride.” From a distance, although Yun Chen felt that he had weakened, he could still rely on his own thoughts to understand how terrifying it was.
”They, are more or less comparable to people of the Early Incarnation Stage …” Even with a natural enemy here, Cai Meng couldn't help but sigh with disbelief. It was difficult to make up for the gap between the two of them.
”Formidable. You have the qualifications to fight me.” In the concealed area, the lazy appearances of the two still remained the same.
The disciples of one of the strongest families in the world, the powerful old monsters, could not be compared with talents just because they were carefully trained to be disciples.
Cai Yizhi, Cai Yi Hua, the siblings who were always low-key, paid attention to this battle and secretly revealed their smiles. This was because their strength was still insufficient to fight.
Caihao and Caiwu's eyes were glazed over as they looked at the pair of Snow Concealed disciples. It wasn't because they were arrogant or confident, but it was the truth.
”Tsk, take it out. Do you want to embarrass yourself?” In another place, two people were watching the scene. They were exactly the same; one of them was smiling as he walked away, obviously a blood brother. The other one wiped the tree with one hand, causing a slight sizzling sound as the tree trunk went black, as if it was on fire.