Looking at the whistling stone crossbow gun, Rochester frowned slightly and his expression became more serious. ～≥top~≥point~≥small~≥speak, ww＠w.23≥wx.co■m, the purple-gold crossbow gun in his hand flew for several weeks, then aimed at the front, and used a gun to hit the gun, colliding with the tip of the stone crossbow gun thrown by Durand!

Bang! The purple-gold crossbow gun was slightly bent and then straightened. Durand's crossbow gun shattered into countless pieces.

This surprised Rochester. The stone slab was broken too easily. Countless fragments seemed to fly irregularly, but in fact, after passing by Rochester, they regrouped behind him and turned into a stone crossbow gun again!

The point of the gun is still Rochester's heart behind him.

Rochester snorted, and did not turn around or look back. The purple-gold crossbow gun in his hand passed through his armpits. The gun body shook like a dragon. He seemed to have eyes on the back, accurately positioning the tip of the stone crossbow gun, and then shaking it suddenly, picking it up high!

The force used by Rochester this time was not a blasting attribute, so it would only lift the annoying weapon away without destroying it.

However, the stone crossbow spear flew up, and then it shattered again before Rochester's eyes - shattering itself.

Seeing the stone crossbow gun shattered and deformed, and finally transformed into armor parts in the air, including breastplate, shoulder armor, belt, arm guard, knee pad, war skirt... Rochester couldn't help but be stunned again.

Then, he saw Durand flashing out of thin air and appearing in the middle of each armor component. The stone parts seemed to sense a powerful magnetic force, and accelerated toward Durand, returning to their positions, and finally formed an ancient stone battle armor around Durand!

Durand was wearing a battle armor and looked down at Rochester from a high position, holding his sword high above the top, and then took advantage of the momentum of his body's whereabouts and slashed his head!

The fierce sword light instantly filled the entire hall. The explosive power in an instant made the giant tree mural seem to come alive, constantly shaking the branches and leaves, shaking off the delicate and thick golden light, barely resisting the raging of the sword energy of the judgement, and protecting the hall from damage.

Durand's sword ultimately failed to destroy the hall, but it destroyed the extremely stable spatial structure in the hall.

So, the sword soul in Sendlow suddenly felt that the connection between him and Durand became clear.

"Hey, Durand! What happened to you? Where are you-" The Sword Soul had not finished asking. The whole person was frozen in an instant, and a huge pressure swept through his body. This was obviously Durand's strength attribute, but its strength was much stronger than that of the Sword Soul.

The subsequent question of the sword soul was blocked directly, and Durand did not take this opportunity to summon the sword soul to fight.

When the terrifying pressure gradually faded, the connection between the two became obscure again, because the space of the hall where Durand was located was restored and stabilized.

But Sendro's sword soul seemed to have experienced a big battle, kneeling on the ground with a thump and half. He was sweating all over and gasping heavily.

The double heavenly realm, in the hall.

The strong sword light gradually faded away, and Durand let out a long breath. He was wearing armor and holding the knife in one hand, looking at Rochester ten meters ahead.

Between the two people, a long blood was dragged out, extending from Durand's feet to Rochester's body. A huge wound appeared in Rochester's chest and abdomen, almost cutting his body on the front! The wound was shocking. This was the result of Durand's explosive sword just now, with his ancestor's stone slab-turned war armor.

"It seems that with all my strength, I can still maintain the balance between the true blood and curse in my body."

Durand moved his body a few times, felt the situation inside, and thought silently.

The attack just now - from throwing stone crossbow guns to interfering with Rochester one after another, and finally Durand's own armor, a top-down full-strength attack - was a test for Durand to verify whether he could truly devote himself to the battle with all his might, without the worries of true blood or curse erupting.

Now it seems that there should be no problem.

Rochester opposite was still gasping for a long time. The wound on his body had not healed for a long time and was still bleeding. It can be seen how strong and cruel Durand's knife was just now.

There was only Rochester's breathing sound in the hall.

He supported his body with a crossbow and gun, lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.

Gradually, the low gasps turned into low laughter, the low laughter turned into a sneer, and the sneer turned into a sharp crazy laugh: "Hahahahahaha! Durand... Durand!! Hahahahaha!"

Rochester suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like a wolf, and his smile was full of impatientness: "Durand, I'm tired of playing! Are you just that little ability? I lay so much groundwork, and the final cut is just this level?!"

More blood flowed out of Rochester's body, but he straightened his body indifferently and shouted sternly: "Three months ago when you fought with me - when you were desperate to induce the punishment of the hand of fate - it was much more powerful than now! Why avoid my real vitals? Is your heart so messy that you can't control your head?!!!"

The moment the last word was spit out, it seemed to ignite the explosives. The space around Rochester collapsed with a bang, completely collapsed!

Durand's whole body tensed up instantly, and there seemed to be a moment of despair in front of him. Somehow the purple-gold crossbow gun had appeared in front of him!

"Um--" Durand groaned, his body was tightened by the surrounding time and space and energy. He barely raised his knife to block it, and his whole body was shocked like an electric shock.

Rochester was completely angry, like a wild beast that was out of the cage, stronger than before!

The sword collided with the crossbow gun, and the blade was pressed and knocked back towards Durand himself, and then the blade was broken. Durand held back the blood that rushed into his throat, and barely twisted around, and narrowly escaped the fate of being pierced by a gun.

The second shot came immediately.

"Durand! Show your true strength! Why are you so timid now? Your bottleneck has broken through, your energy level is higher, and the rules are stronger. Why do you lose your blood when fighting?" Rochester roared like thunder and his gun was as powerful as a tide.

Durand did not answer, and flipped his hand to remove the second Snow-hidden Blade: Lava Ghost Slash.

As soon as the knife was taken out, it was hit by the opponent's spear tip and then exploded in Durand's hand! The armor made of ancestor stone slabs on Durand's body also trembled and turned into stone slabs again, falling into Durand's body, and was unable to participate in the battle for the time being.

Durand couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood.

Rochester refused to give in, but his voice showed a little disappointment: "The true blood and the power of curses in his body have finally cast a shadow on your fighting heart. Since that's the case, I'll give you a pleasure."

The purple-gold crossbow gun shook again, one point-

Blood splatters!

Durand was penetrated through the abdomen with a shot, and then the huge impact force attached to the gun was pushed back all the way to the edge of the hall. The spear head passed through Durand's body and was the first to hit a mural. Durand's people seemed to be strung on a crossbow gun.

It was not until this time that Rochester, who was armed with a gun, finally revealed his travels.

He was so fast before that in Durand's eyes, there was only a big dragon-like gun that was shaking and poking, but he couldn't see Rochester holding the gun.

Rochester looked at Durand who was coughing up blood for a long time, shook his head and tried his best to snatch the gun.

The gun did not move, and was still in Durand's body.

Because Durand grabbed the gun with one hand.

Rochester's eyelids drooped slightly and asked lightly: "What? Don't tell me that you were deliberately pierced by a gun, in order to experience my crossbow gun attributes in person?"

"No. Cough... just to... to catch you." Durand said hoarsely, "You are indeed too fast."

Rochester exerted force several times in secret, but he could not withdraw his crossbow gun. He couldn't help but remain silent for a while, and then smiled: "Bored boy! What can you do after you catch me? You have been beaten like this. Even if you catch me, even if you learn about my crossbow gun attributes, there is no possibility of defeating me."

Rochester is right, Durand is really hurt now.

The crossbow gun had a direct contact with Durand's body. Rochester knew that Durand in front of him was not a phantom, a substitute, or an illusion, but was really penetrated and seriously injured.

What Rochester didn't understand was Durand's action of grabbing the crossbow gun.

Is this kind of behavior meaningful now?

Durand gasped and said with difficulty: "Mr. Manus... has a deep affection for me. Cough cough... When I first returned to Yongzhan Fortress, I was oppressed by Selton and Nington, and originally planned to leave. That time, Mr. Manus kept me."

Durand looked at Rochester in front of him, smiled from the bottom of his heart, and said seriously: "If it weren't for Lord Manus, I wouldn't be who I am today. I might just be a person who escapes and retreats after being injured and leaves his hometown. I would become a person without roots."

Rochester also fell into silence.

In the hall, both of them fell silent, mixed with Durand's increasingly weak gasps and coughs.

After a long time, Rochester asked lightly: "So what? What is your conclusion?"

"So, I can't win this battle! I can't win! I can't win! I can't kill you who still has Manus' will lurking."

Durand's mouth was bleeding, his pupils seemed to be a little dissipated, but his eyes showed ruthlessness and courage that Rochester couldn't understand.

Durand said word by word: "I can't win this battle, I must win this battle again! Rochester, haven't you noticed it? I haven't used the third Snow-hidden Blade. Moreover, you broke my magic armor, mirror shield, ruler sword, and even broke the ancestor stone slab, but there was one move, you didn't break it!"

Rochester suddenly became stunned. He lowered his head and looked at his feet. At some point, the soles of his feet were penetrated by an ancient turbid ice blade, nailing Rochester's soles to the ground.

The faint cold air emanated from the ice blade, covering Rochester's feet with a layer of solid ice, and the ice layer was climbing up along the legs little by little.

"…Phantom-style Nightmare Eyes…?!”

Rochester's eyes shot in his incredible look. Under the interference of the fantasy, he did not realize that he was caught.

The reason why Durand was pierced through his body and grabbed the crossbow gun was just to get this opportunity.

The sword inserted on Rochester's feet was the third Snow-hidden Blade, the Guber Blade, outside of "Dark Judgment" and "Lava Ghost Slash"!

Rochester said nothing and suddenly tried to regain the crossbow gun, wanting to retreat and set a distance with Durand. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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