The surrounding soldiers were fighting fiercely. Although Long Aotian and Matsui Ichiro had not started to take action yet, their battle began in the air at this time.
The two men had not officially fought yet, but the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and a tense atmosphere silently spread throughout the battlefield.
"Long Aotian, take the move!"
A gust of breeze slightly lifted the ends of Matsui Ichiro's hair. With a loud shout, he took the lead in attacking Long Aotian. In the meantime, his whole body flashed and disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, the air was filled with
There was a sound that broke through the air.
Long Aotian, who was condensing in his heart, still stood there calmly. He did not move, and still maintained the inherent silence. After a moment, he felt it, and he saw the assassin approaching him at an extremely fast speed.
Ichiro Matsui!
Such a short distance, with Matsui Ichiro's speed, he flew in front of Long Aotian in the blink of an eye. At this moment, he slashed at Long Aotian with a knife across his chest. At such a speed,
It was as fast as lightning. The knife didn't reach it, but it was cut through the air and caught the airflow first and threw it in front of Long Aotian's face.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Just when Ichiro Matsui's blade was only a few centimeters away from Long Aotian, Ichiro Matsui showed a smile of victory on his face. Long Aotian moved! That's right, he moved. Only his whole body could be seen.
Suddenly and at a slow speed, he took half a step back, then raised his phantom horizontally and used all his inner energy to push forward.
This seemingly slow movement was actually as fast as it could be because his speed was so fast that it felt so slow. At this moment, a huge sound of weapons clashing came from the air.
Ding????With a crisp sound, Ichiro Matsui's full blow was lifted by Long Aotian in this way.
At the moment when Matsui Ichiro was secretly surprised by Long Aotian's strength and rapid progress, Long Aotian didn't give him any chance to hesitate. He only saw his figure flashing, and with a flip of his wrist, the phantom came towards him again.
Matsui Ichiro, who was blocked back, swept over.
However, Matsui Ichiro is a quasi-holy master after all. He has been involved in this industry for several years. Although Long Aotian is now on par with him in terms of strength, with years of adaptation and
Experience showed that he was on tiptoe, and his whole body swept backwards at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, barely dodging a shot fired by Long Aotian.
Long Aotian was not surprised that Matsui Ichiro could dodge one of his moves so easily. He was very clear about Matsui Ichiro's strength. If he could defeat Matsui Ichiro so easily, then it would be him instead.
I felt a little doubtful.
The so-called spear art means that it cannot give the enemy any chance to breathe. As long as he seizes the first-line advantage, he must launch a continuous attack on the enemy. He must be fast, accurate, and ruthless in order to fully exert his power.
Here comes the secret. Long Aotian, who has been practicing spears for many years, naturally understands this truth. When he saw Ichiro Matsui rushing back, he was not idle. He immediately leaned forward and chased him forward without giving him any chance to breathe.
Continuous moves were constantly displayed in Long Aotian's floating steps and magician-like arms. The gorgeous moves contained a kind of terrifying and domineering power.
After gaining a little advantage, Long Aotian launched a series of bomb-like attacks on Ichiro Matsui. He was constantly attacking here and using his own moves to defend on the other side. The scene was dazzling and difficult to distinguish.
Victory or defeat.
At this time, the two of them were fighting further and further away from the densely populated battlefield. They came to the roof of the Macchilan Palace and started a peak showdown at the commanding heights of the palace.
And these soldiers fighting below were unable to devote themselves wholeheartedly to the fierce battle at this time, because their minds had already gone to the place where Long Aotian and the others were fighting, because there
The bursts of explosions, the clash of weapons, the shouts of two people, and the dazzling moves from time to time had already attracted them deeply. Besides, the two people over there were on either side of them.
It is impossible for the coaches to not care about their side's peak showdown at this time. Because the victory or defeat of one of them will definitely affect their side's battle.
At this time, some soldiers even stopped fighting in their hands and focused their attention on the two masters who were fighting a decisive battle high on the roof of the hall.
In the darkness, on top of Roland's Peak, Long Aotian and Matsui Ichiro each showed off their magical powers and used their special skills to engage in a final fight. In this dark night, what can be seen at this moment
There are only the cold lights emitting from the weapons that flash by from time to time and the sporadic sparks that the weapons dealer burst out after the two people meet. Every flash of light from the sharp blade can make the soldiers below pay attention to the situation here.
They felt their hearts pounding.
On the roof, the two people fought faster and faster, and gradually their figures disappeared from everyone's sight. It seemed that the roof was empty at this moment, and the two people seemed to have disappeared from this space. If it weren't for
Because the weapons of the two men emitted a little light from time to time and the Martians, people might not have thought that there were two masters fighting a life-and-death contest on the empty roof at this moment.
Although the two men could not be seen, all the soldiers firmly believed that the battle between Matsui Ichiro and Long Aotian had reached its most intense moment, and the winner could be decided at any time at this time.
??????About a quarter of an hour later, with a loud bang and an invisible air wave emitting from the space, Long Aotian and Matsui Ichiro appeared on the roof again.
I saw Long Aotian and Matsui Ichiro panting heavily at this moment. Looking carefully, I saw that their bodies were more or less covered with numerous wounds at this time, some of which were deep into the bones.
It happened to scratch their skin.
The fierce battle just now had already consumed most of their inner energy and physical strength. At this moment, their blood and sweat were constantly flowing out.
"Long Aotian, I didn't expect that your strength could improve to this level after not seeing each other for such a short period of time. You are truly worthy of being called a genius martial artist on the mainland."
Looking at Long Aotian, Matsui Ichiro, who was in the same embarrassing situation as before, took a deep breath and said pantingly.
Long Aotian's performance today really surprised him. During the battle, he even found that he seemed to be at a disadvantage. If Long Aotian could hold on for a moment longer, he would be defeated.
undoubtedly.
"I am no longer who I was before! As for you, I just said that today's place - Roland's Peak is your burial place!"
Long Aotian said coldly as he wiped away a trace of blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. At this time, the shock of the internal organs in his body during the fierce battle made him couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
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In the battle just now, he once again felt the terrifying strength of Matsui Ichiro. Although he was only a quasi-Saint-level master, one thing Long Aotian firmly believed was that his strength would never be better than an ordinary Saint-level master.
The master was a little weaker. During the battle just now, Long Aotian could clearly feel the strong strength of Matsui Ichiro and the ruthlessness of his moves. Every move seemed like he was forcing him to fight, but in fact
Long Aotian knew that the physical strength he had consumed in the previous battle had exceeded that of Matsui Ichiro.
"Hmph, don't talk too much here. If you want to kill me, I'll have to see if you have what it takes."
Obviously, Long Aotian's words once again aroused the anger in Matsui Ichiro's heart. He had been suppressed and beaten by Long Aotian for so long and he was already filled with anger. How could he endure it now?
Seeing Ichiro Matsui's angry look, Long Aotian was secretly happy. This was the result he wanted. When the two of them were close in strength, it could be said that it all depends on their mentality. If someone's mentality is slightly better at this time, then
He would be able to take a certain amount of initiative. What he said just now was just to arouse Matsui Ichiro's anger.
"Okay, remember it for me and let's see who is waiting to die!"
After taking a deep breath, Matsui Ichiro reluctantly stopped the anger in his heart. He also knew that getting angry at this time was not a good thing.
Seeing that Matsui Ichiro could calm down his mentality so quickly, Long Aotian secretly praised him in his heart. But even so, he knew that Matsui Ichiro's heart could not remain as calm as before.
As the words fell, the two fell silent again. At this time, they were both brewing. They were both brewing their own strength. They were both waiting, waiting for an excellent opportunity.
At this moment, both of them have brought their internal energy and fighting spirit to an unprecedented peak state. They will wait for the other party to show any slight inattention and then send a thunderous blow. They will use all their strength to show off their last strength.
With their luxurious moves and huge power, they will decide the outcome in the last move.
The tens of thousands of soldiers below seemed to feel the strangeness of the two people above them at this moment. Everyone stopped fighting in their hands and focused their eyes on the two people. They wanted to watch the two people fight.