Rumble, rumble——
Explosions unique to the collision of breaths then continued to appear in the sky above the central square of the Sky City, accompanied by the fierce battle scene when punches and swords continued to meet in the air, which came from Duan
The battle between Qing and Duan Fenglei then suddenly unfolded in front of countless ruins, rubble, and dirt flying in the voice of denial that was like a volley of air. It seemed that they started to attack each other for no reason.
Dissatisfied with the attack, the fists of the boxers who were swinging their fists had become more and more powerful as time went by, but the results of the fists and shadows that were faster than light and shadow were...
Just like where he is now, he is at a disadvantage: "You seem to..."
"I'm very complaining."
boom!
In the sound of another violent impact that hurt the eardrums, Duan Fenglei, who was gradually retreating to the ruins at the edge of the square due to the suppression of the sword energy above, asked in a low voice: "Did I tell you right?"
"..."
"Let me guess..."
In the sound of countless cold sword winds flying past his ears, Duan Feng Lei from Jianghu closed his fist and started to dodge with all his strength: "If this is the case... then the reason why you suddenly dropped everything and retired three years ago seems to be
There is a reasonable explanation.”
"What do the dead people mentioned in those rumors have to do with you?"
The vigorous body turned in two twisting arcs in the air, and several blood-red sword energies flashed between them in an instant. Duan Fenglei's back jumped back and forth and then turned over skillfully.
He blocked the long-range attack from diagonally above with a few broken walls that had not yet collapsed around him. Still sitting motionless in the center of the roof above, Duan Qing lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes with two fine cylindrical sword energy.
Two holes were made in a certain area on the surface of the wall, and then the figure of the boxer locked by him was blocked together with the next position he wanted to move forward: "Stop hiding..."
"Aren't you here to fight me?"
"well said."
The sound of nothingness then flickered in the space above the entire square, and at the same time, Duan Feng Lei kept flashing and leaping upward: "Sit there and don't move."
"I'm going to punch you in the face with the strongest punch right away."
boom!
The loud collision of breaths appeared again in the scene in mid-air, as if Duan Feng Lei was stepping in mid-air, he then pulled his arms apart, and his right fist that was just straightened then connected with another subtle sword that was about to come.
The qi collided head-on, and the middle-aged boxer who was still sliding forward was lifted into the air. As if he was prepared early, Duan Fenglei, whose whole body was wrapped in the strong wind, then turned over and dodged the next one.
The blood-red light coming from the slash, the body about to fly backwards, but in the strong wind that was generated under the feet again, it brought a ninety-degree turn in the direction of Duan Qing: "The secret of the Star Sect...
"
"Flying stars and looking at the moon!"
Boom!
A muffled sound that was different from what was expected then appeared in front of the hall above the hall. Along with the scene of a falling figure suddenly landing on the top of the hall like a meteor, it suddenly reverberated over the entire city, with an obvious ring.
The air wave then burst out from the scene where the two figures suddenly crossed each other, spreading towards the sky city that was still blowing high in the sky. Looking at Duan Qing's hand in front of him that was caught by one palm, his eyes narrowed.
Duan Feng Lei, which was formed into two thin slits, let out an angry roar again, and the other blow he originally intended to deliver also turned into millions of tiny fist lights surrounding Duan Qing as his mind wavered:
"You...can actually take this punch?"
"Can't you see?"
Putting away the hand that had been wielding the bloody sword, Duan Qing, with his eyelids lowered, danced his free left hand into an airtight palm shadow: "It just increased the strength value instantly. It's very simple.
Control skills.”
"There is no skill that can do this." Duan Fenglei's voice still flashed around the shadow that was constantly besieging him: "Did you activate any skills?"
"To be precise, I dismembered certain skills." Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "For example, the method of disintegrating gods and demons in Jianghu, or the transformation of spiritual realms in The Rise of the Empire..."
"As long as the negative effects can be discarded, the effect... will be even better."
As the last collision between fist and palm ended, the scene of Duan Qing, who was still sitting in place, raising his hand to block Duan Fenglei's final blow became clear again at the top of the Sky Hall, looking at each other with steady steps.
The middle-aged man then closed his wide eyes, and at the same time raised the aura surrounding himself by a few points: "Very good! This is the battle I want!"
"Punch me!"
The rumbling sound flew into the surrounding sky accompanied by the sight of half of the top of the hall being shattered into pieces. Along with it, the magic stream that appeared at the top of the hall after the energy core of the Sky City was liberated was shattered.
The scene of the roof of the palace mixed with countless fragments after the magic circle was destroyed was then replaced by the strong wind flying in the sky, and the half of the roof that was originally covered by the fist became blurred - it seemed that it was originally designed to
Because the windproof magic circle on the roof was destroyed, the endless high-altitude strong wind that was raging outside the building then began to howl into the dome that was damaged by Duan Feng Lei's kick, but he was still floating in the air.
There seemed to be no sign of falling downwards, and the punch he used to swing suddenly stopped in front of Duan Qing: "... Not bad power, but a pity..."
"What the Yi Jian borrows is not just pure power."
A bloody red shadow suddenly flashed across Duan Qing's face, scattering the two fist shadows facing him to their respective sides. After releasing his fist, he then flicked it down and removed the one he was sitting on.
The unscathed ceiling below the horizontal line was revealed. Looking at the section, Duan Fenglei took in a breath of cold air again, and hesitated slightly when he wanted to continue rushing forward, but the voice belonging to Duan Qing was
Then it sounded next to his ears, with an illusory palm phantom covering his hearing and vision: "Okay, since you like head-on confrontation so much..."
"How about I satisfy you a little bit?"
boom!
The palm prints that were constantly shaking in the air suddenly grew larger in front of Duan Fenglei, and extinguished the breath he wanted to bring up again like a newly lit fire. He was stunned and then roared, half floating in the air.
Stomping his feet downward, he unleashed two gusts of wind that were more powerful than the airflow surrounding him. Violent shaking as if the entire space was shaking, and then exploded into the air with Duan Fenglei's figure suddenly expanding, and at the same time,
He handed his re-condensed fists to the palm that Duan Qing slapped, and then a muffled sound stronger than thunder appeared at the intersection of the two people's fists, as if the space was being squeezed.
Big, twisted: "The incarnation of fighting... hum."
"You don't have a bad imagination, old man."
Boom!
The squeezed space turned into thousands of tons of explosives as the two giant phantoms collapsed and dissipated, sweeping in the entire sky palace, but the ever-expanding aura was flowing through Duan Qing.
The broken boundary under the knee encountered a solid obstacle, and finally turned into waves lapping against the rocks and surging into the sky in the opposite direction. The powerful impact that was about to bloom later turned into a directional explosion, heading towards Duanfeng Lei.
The direction it rolled out expanded into an umbrella-shaped mushroom cloud. Even the clouds floating in the sky were blown away by the impact of the explosion. The embarrassed figure belonging to the boxer also appeared in the endless smoke and dust in the distance.
Inside: "What an absolute realm, even this level of energy cannot be shaken at all..."
"... What I am protecting now is the goddess Athena. How could you destroy this place so easily?" Duan Qing, who reappeared behind the endless wind, pointed to the section of the ancient ceiling under his feet: "I accidentally let you blow it up.
It was my mistake to take such a big piece."
"...Why haven't you drawn your sword?" Duan Fenglei's voice returned to Duan Qing along with his high-pressure fist attack again: "Is it also because you are afraid of damaging the terrain here?"
"...The negative effect of this sword is a bit big. The few times I swung it before...almost drained my blood." Duan Qing, who also blocked the opponent with his palm again, replied in a low voice: "
What's more, to deal with you as a melee professional, of course it is more appropriate to use melee methods."
"...You are insulting my strength."
The fast punch, which was so fast that it could not be distinguished by the naked eye, then appeared in front of Duan Qing like exploding fireworks, gradually separating the eyes between him and Duan Fenglei: "Do you really think that you can defeat him without a sword?
I?"
"I am a person who likes to change weapons. It's not like you don't know this." Duan Qing, who was blocking these raindrop attacks at will, replied in a casual voice: "Besides, everyone is using the Yi Sword now, what kind of weapon are they using?
Things like that... are no longer a problem now."
"……Yeah?"
Gritting his teeth and taking two steps back, the slender middle-aged man once again assumed a stance of charging forward: "In other words... you can also conjure up a magic attack to deal with me?"
"Don't do this, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking." Duan Qing waved his hand, and at the same time, he suddenly displayed the shining magic ring behind him: "Seduce me to you
Perform a magic trick and then take the opportunity to sneak up on me from behind..."
"He is indeed a ruthless and ruthless person."
The sound of crashing was accompanied by the shattering of the Duan Fenglei figure in front of him, which was reflected in the sunlit air. At the same time, another figure of a boxer gradually emerged behind Duan Qing, but Duan Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, was
He did not retaliate immediately, but once again irradiated the Ring of the Council of Mage, whose light had not disappeared, in his hand. The radiance from the surface of the ring then became more and more intense in the space around Duan Qing.
It became more and more dazzling, and finally turned into the unique brilliance of water magic, completely covering the top of the hall. The light that had driven away thousands of illusions continued to bloom in front of him, leaving only the last one facing Duan Qing.
The huge fist fell: "Beautiful clone, it's a pity..."
"It still uses the rules allowed by this game world, so... it can still be destroyed by the methods in this game."
The huge ice shadow suddenly erupted as Duan Qing raised his finger again, turning the phantom energy absorbed by the previous Ring of the Mage Council into an ice spring that appeared out of thin air on the sky dome, and was spurted by the ice spring.
The giant fist shadow wrapped in the energy was later turned into fragments all over the sky by this more powerful magic impact. Finally, the appearance of Duan Feng Lei, who finally transformed his body back to its original shape, appeared again. He was bound in
He stared wide-eyed in the ice, as if he was still struggling with all his strength. Duan Qing, who made no next move, sighed and shook his head, and finally put the dao on his finger.
The towering icicles were thrown in the direction of the square below: "...Have you calmed down?"
Bang!
The crisp sound of ice being broken then appeared under the city wall not far from Duan Qing. At the same time, the middle-aged man's body belonging to Duan Fenglei was released into the air again, and he climbed up from the ground tremblingly.
He did not continue to launch his next round of attacks, but slowly took two steps back holding his shoulders: "You..."
"Your Intention Sword... is really powerful." He lowered his head and burst into uncontrollable laughter: "Huh hahahaha! I didn't expect that three years have passed..."
"I've learned the meaning sword, but I'm still not as good as you!"
"I still say the same thing." Duan Qing held up his right cheek again and shook his head: "Yijian is not a good thing. If you can help it... it's better not to learn it."
"Is it because it has neurodestructive properties?"
A low voice then appeared behind the square where strong winds were blowing, interrupting Duan Qing's attention and Duan Fenglei's laughter: "My eldest brother once told me that strength itself is not terrible, the key is
It depends on the person who uses them, but..."
"The world has always been balanced."
First with a short, eye-catching hair, and then wearing the same martial arts attire as a boxer, the figure belonging to Duan Shanhe then kicked away the broken ice cubes beside him, and gradually walked out from Duan Fenglei's side: "I want to get it."
For great power, you have to pay an unimaginable price first, right?"
"This brother of yours... seems to understand much better than you." Duan Qing, who was still sitting above, replied in a low voice: "How far have you understood?"
"Probably...it's the point where you're about to die."
Patting his eldest brother on the shoulder, the young boxer then took out a bottle of red magic potion from his arms, handed it to Duan Fenglei next to him, and replied in a calm voice. (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!