The snow fell even harder, and layers of snow accumulated on Qingchen's body, which was then blown away by the aftermath of the battle between Li Shutong and Li Bingxi.
He watched carefully, and even though his internal organs were shaken and felt uncomfortable, he did not say a word, for fear of distracting the master.
Gradually, the wind and snow were pulled by the air machine, forming a huge tornado outside the battlefield.
However, at a certain moment, Qingchen suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Because Li Shutong's attack speed was getting slower and slower, and he no longer had the fierceness he had at the beginning.
At the beginning of the battle, Qingchen couldn't even see the shadow of his master. Only when the master and Li Byungxi fought, he could see a stagnant afterimage.
But now, Master's figure is becoming clearer and clearer.
The fighting stance is becoming more and more conservative..
On the other hand, Li Byung Hee didn't seem to care whether his clone suffered serious damage, so he took no defensive posture and used all his strength every time he attacked.
Is Master exhausted?
From the beginning of the battle to now, Li Shutong has actually only done one thing, and that is to protect Qingchen.
No matter how fierce Li Bingxi's attack was, Li Shutong's defense circle never took a step back.
Li Bingxi didn't even touch a hair on Qingchen's body.
In this heavy snow, Li Shutong said slowly:
"The most intimidating thing about Kashima's inheritance is the quantity. You see, this Li Byung-hee is divided into twelve, and his attacks are as dense as rain. The twelve clones are all his true body, but this practice direction is wrong."
"Above the demigods, all transcendent people pursue the individual limit. What is the individual limit? It is to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods with a mortal body!"
"Although Lee Byung-hee is divided into twelve points, each one is weakened. Every time he is divided into one, he is weakened by one point."
"Maybe you can't see any difference in your current realm, but for an opponent like a demigod, a difference of one point is a difference in realm!"
"In the future, you can try to inject the knight's true energy into the enemy's body from the place where you are connected at the moment of contact with the enemy, so as to destroy the face."
"Watch it!"
The words fell to the ground together with the snow. Li Shutong had already arrived in front of one of Li Bingxi's clones, and the clone subconsciously struck down with his palm.
But before the palm could be struck down, Li Shutong's figure suddenly accelerated and turned into a shadow again.
When Li Shutong's foot kicked the clone, Qingchen clearly felt the knight's true energy in Li Shutong's body constantly surging, converging on the soles of his feet and bursting out like thunder.
With a roar, Li Byungxi's clone suddenly disintegrated, flying backwards like radiating snowflakes, and the newly formed tornado was also blown away.
Qingchen stared blankly. This level of fighting was the only one he had ever seen in his life. When each other took action, it was as if they were stimulating the mighty power of heaven and earth.
He was thinking, when will he reach such a state?
Now even if someone told him that his master Li Shutong could disperse a main battle tank with one palm, he would not doubt it.
And what Li Shutong is doing now is actually teaching him how to use the knight's energy.
At this time, the remaining clones of Lee Byung-hee each took a small step, and a new clone of Lee Byung-hee appeared again.
Li Bingxi sneered and said: "At this time, there are still disciples of the Heart Sect. So what if I break a clone? I still can't break this battle formation."
Li Shutong smiled and said: "The more clones you have, the weaker you will be. This is something we both know, so there is no need to be mysterious."
Li Bingxi sneered again: "How can you be any better? Just now you have wasted your energy in the fight with Kamidai Chiaki's shikigami, and now you are under siege again. I remember clearly that I also hit you three times.
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While talking, the four major shikigami around him took a step forward, as if they were planning to take action at any time.
The oppressive feeling, like mountains pressing down from above, made Qingchen's heart tremble.
But at this moment, Qingchen felt that his master's aura was still peaceful and unhurried.
It's strange, doesn't Master have any intention of getting out of trouble?
What is Master waiting for?!
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Snowy north.
There was a team dressed in black running towards the battlefield quickly. Each of them had a huge sword tied to their backs. At first glance, they were the inheritance of Qishe Gomen in the Kamidao Consortium.
They were originally the dead warriors in front of the ancestor from the God's Age, and they came to break the situation at this time.
These six B-level dead soldiers were running extremely fast, and they were as light as swallows as they flew over the snow.
Not far away, on a snow-capped mountain, two young men wearing jackets and sunglasses had just climbed to the top of the mountain.
One person's face was rosy and full of joy, while the other person's face was pale, as if there was nothing worth being happy about in the world.
The strange thing is that the two of them were carrying huge mountaineering bags, which were taller than a person.
Among them, a young man with a happy face took off his sunglasses and exclaimed: "Ah, it's snowing so hard!"
This sound immediately attracted the attention of the six dead soldiers.
The dead soldiers looked at each other, ignored the two young men, and continued to gallop south.
The happy young man smiled and said: "What the hell, you ignored me. Hey, boss, do you think this is a coincidence? I came here because of Qing's mission, and you came here because of Chen's mission. In the end,
But the two of us are getting together, can we consider this to be an epic world linkage?!"
However, the pale young man next to him, wearing a pair of white headphones, seemed not to hear what he said at all.
Or, even if you heard what he said, you had no intention of paying attention to him.
The startled young man put on his sunglasses and looked at him: "Do I look good wearing sunglasses? By the way, are you the elder brother or the younger brother now?"
He moved closer to the other person's headphones, and when he heard it was rock music, he curled his lips and said, "It's my brother, it's boring."
The pale one silently pointed to the backpack behind the two of them, gesturing to open it together.
As for himself, he opened his hiking bag, pointed it downwards, and kept shaking it off.
In an instant, countless folded paper swifts fell from the opening of the backpack, but before they fell to the ground, those swifts came to life and flew into the sky one by one!
In the headphones, the violent heavy metal music was deafening. Under the hysterical roar, the pale young man looked particularly peaceful.
In sharp contrast.
"Depraved, restless, dead."
"Intoxicated, peaceful, and alive."
"For those who are judged."
"For the redeemed."
I saw hundreds of paper swifts piercing through the singing of the headphones.
Flying through the snow.
The pale young man looked at the white world with solemn eyes, while Swift followed his will to the other side of the world.
The six warriors who were guarding Qishe also discovered these swifts, and their expressions changed.
"Fight to the death!" a warrior roared. He took off the sword from his back, held it at his waist, and rushed towards the incoming Swift.
On the top of the mountain, the pale young man sighed.
"Desolate, angry, buried."
"Happy, nostalgic, beautiful."
"All die."
In an instant, the black warrior in the snow drew his sword!
The hundreds of white swifts flying around easily bypassed the blade and penetrated through the warrior's chest one after another like bullets.
The white swift turned red.
The pale young man allowed Swift to chase down all the warriors, while he looked at the cheerful young man beside him: "Open."
"Ouch," the young man with a happy face untied his hiking bag and threw it out.
The pale young man was just about to take control, but his expression changed.
What fell out of the hiking bag was not a new swift, but a whole pack of folded little jumping frogs!
The little jumping frogs are also alive and are jumping out one after another.
The pale young man finally took off his earphones with an expressionless face, and then heard another person next to him singing "Happy Pond, when you plant your dreams, it turns into an ocean, with big eyes and big mouth, singing loudly..."
The two seemed to be in different worlds and enjoying different emotions.
The pale young man was silent for a long time: "zard, you damn..."
Zard was still a little aggrieved: "Boss, I've been folding it for you for several days. As soon as you told me, I started folding it for you! But the point is, I can only fold little jumping frogs! Look at them
They jump so fast, and they are so easy to use to find people!"
While he was speaking, the six warriors who had sacrificed their lives at the foot of the mountain had already died in the snow, and the blood-stained swifts had also lost their vitality.
Huan Yu took a deep breath and controlled the little jumping frogs to search in different directions, deep in the snowfield.
They want to find an aging Onmyoji in this huge snowfield.
Zard asked from the side: "By the way, boss, where are you going after your mission here? Why don't we go to City 22 together? I heard that the sukiyaki there is the most authentic."
Huan Yu turned his head and glanced at zard, his eyes seemed to say: You just made a move against the people of Kamida, but you want to go to one of the headquarters of Kamida to eat sukiyaki?
"Want to eat? I'm treating you," Zard said.
Huan Yu put on his headphones again with an expressionless face, blocking out all the noise from the outside world.
After an unknown amount of time, he whispered: "Found it."
With that said, he turned around and walked down the mountain.
Zard yelled on the mountain: "Wait a minute, aren't we responsible for finding him? There are eight S-level shikigami beside him, brother, we can't beat him!"
However, Huan Yu was wearing headphones and didn't hear what zard said at all.
As he went down the mountain, he took out a flare gun from his pocket and fired it into the sky in a certain direction.
The red light rose slowly in the sky and fell slowly.
And the direction it leads will become the final stage today.
The protagonist of this stage is not one person, but everyone on this stage.
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There will be more in the evening, but the time can’t be determined
