"Whirlwind!" Thousands of blades with sharp edges showed a proud smile, and the sword in his hand slashed instantly.
Countless whirlwinds are attached to the sword, and thousands of whirlwinds are attacking me at the same time.
I felt extremely calm at this time, and kept telling myself that all this was an illusion, and only an attack was real. My senses and consciousness instantly became unobstructed, and the illusory figures and whirlwind slashes around me seemed to have become...
Transparent in general
In my eyes, a real blade like lang is hiding among thousands of illusory blades like lang, and the whirlwind he wields is shooting towards me with endless killing intent.
The Ice Wing behind him suddenly flapped its wings, and his body and mind tried to dodge the whirlwind full of endless killing intent.
Between the electric sparks and flints, my figure almost flew past this real whirlwind, and I was almost hit by it. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Blood Demon Sword in my hand suddenly broke out and hit the ground.
I threw it hard, and with the help of this increase in strength, I narrowly dodged the blow.
At this moment, I have fully understood the secret of the Blade-like-Lang-Weathering Skill. This Holy Domain skill is indeed extremely weird.
Among the thousands of incarnations, there is one true body hidden. As long as I firmly lock the true body among the thousands of incarnations, then the skill of Blade Like Lang will have no effect on me.
Although the blade-like weathering skills have transformed into thousands of incarnations, only his own has lethality. Although other incarnations can imitate his attack skills, they cannot cause any harm to me.
Damage, this is just a cover-up
The corner of my mouth curled up with a wonderful smile, and the doubts in my heart were solved
Facing the serious situation, Qianqian Wanwanxiao turned a blind eye as if the blade was as sharp as a lang. His eyes were firmly locked on the real body that he had just identified. Once the real body's attack approached, I should take absolute measures to dodge or prevent.
Under my intentional control, the demon and demon puppets quickly approached the real body of the sword-like lang in the other two directions.
The look on my face made Dao Bian Rulang believe it. I didn't see through his Wind Transformation Skill. He launched one attack after another without any scruples.
Thousands of swords with blades as sharp as langs were swung out at the same time. Endless sword light came towards me. The wind element fluctuated in this world. The house was omnipotent and wreaked havoc on all the decorations around it.
powder
The grass under my feet turned into debris one after another, and the wind surged, making the whole air turbid and unclear. In addition, the blade of the blade was like thousands of incarnations, which not only greatly hindered my sight, but also the blade of the blade was like thousands of incarnations.
lang himself is the same
At this time, the blade was as sharp as a lang. He relied entirely on his many years of career combat experience to determine my position, and then used communication with the wind element to lock my position. Only then did his attacks and skills hit me accurately.
However, Blade Rulang was careless. His attention was completely focused on me, but he ignored my pets and summoned puppets.
The situation in front of me only lasted for two or three minutes. At this time, the blade was as sharp as a lang and could no longer feel proud.
The demon puppet and the demon puppet are already less than ten yards away from the real body of the sword-like lang. Furthermore, the demon demon directly used his powerful holy skill Hell Death Soul!
"The soul is immortal, immortal, roaring, the soul in hell - the dead soul of hell!" The power of the Demonic Sanctuary immediately exploded, and the dark purple soul breath transformed into resentful spirits and crickets, roaring in the air like a group of demons dancing wildly.
With
At this time, the devil's death soul skills will inevitably inject all the power of the holy realm into his body. The momentum of the holy realm skills has far surpassed the blade-like weathered ten thousand body holy realm skills.
On the competition map, wild ghosts howl, earthworms shake trees, and resentful spirits are everywhere.
Those thousands of phantoms that are condensed by the power of the wind-type holy realm with blades as sharp as lang are illusions, but there is still a trace of the blade-like lang-like sacred power in them. They are constantly fighting against those purple resentments.
spirit
But this time, the devil has injected all the power of the holy realm in his body into this hell-dead soul skill. It relies on a large number of souls and holy realm breath to transform into resentful spirits. Is it really that easy for evil spirits to compete?
The ghostly worm shattered an incarnation with a blade like a lang that was transformed from the power of the wind sanctuary. The trace of the power of the wind sanctuary involved in the broken incarnation seemed to suddenly explode into the sky.
But it also weakened the power of the dead souls in hell.
The air flow in the air is like water in a large vat, stirred until it becomes turbid, and the visible atmosphere is filled with nothing but earthworms and wraiths.
The effect of the Demonic Hell's Sanctuary of Dead Souls skill has dissipated, and the venue in the competition has been destroyed. The vast prairie has turned into a panic zone, and the grass underfoot no longer exists, replaced by bumpy terrain.
dirt floor
The thousands of incarnations of Blade Rulang also dissipated completely, leaving only Blade Rulang with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He held the sword with one hand to support himself, breathing heavily, and the blood on his head was
The strip has been beaten until only half of it is left.
The demon puppet rushed out, and its hard golden fist light directly struck the body with a blade as sharp as a lang.
"Pfft!" The blade spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly glowed with a white light.
I lowered the Blood Demon Sword and stared at everything around me with piercing eyes, waiting for the system prompt to arrive.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that the wind element behind me became violent, and there was endless murderous intention hidden in it.
My expression immediately became extremely horrified, hadn't Blade Rulang been killed by me yet? Was it not Blade Rulang that the demon puppet had scattered just now, but his incarnation?
In an instant, I knew in my heart that Blade Ru Lang must have used the moment when the effect of the Hell's Dead Soul skill dissipated to inject a small amount of wind holy power to trigger the Weathering Thousand Body skill, and deliberately only transformed into one incarnation.
When I was tempted, I was forced to behead
In my mind, I only had 0.5 seconds to react. Suddenly, a chill came from my back, and then a long sword glowing with precious light penetrated directly from my belly.
It was stained with blood, and blood beads rolled down from the tip of the sword.
The sneak attack with a blade as sharp as a lang came so quickly. It seemed that all of this was what he expected.
What I didn't expect was that a swordsman with a sharp edge like a lang and full agility could actually use his skills to directly penetrate my ice dragon armor, causing heavy damage to me.
The health bar above my head that had almost fully recovered suddenly condensed to less than one-fifth in an instant.
At this critical moment, when the blade was like a lang and the ball was so powerful, and I was completely unprepared, I suddenly activated the Black Lion's Void Chant skill.
"Pfft!" Just before I used the Black Lion Void Roar skill, the blade-like fist with a powerful wind attached to my left hand hit me hard on the back of my head.
For a short time, my head felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, almost shattering, and a burst of blood mist sprayed out of my mouth again.
Fortunately, the blade-like attack with bare hands did not kill me, nor did it scatter the thick inner diameter I had accumulated in my chest.
Although I was vaguely conscious, I was extremely clear-minded. The only remaining trace of consciousness allowed me to suddenly vent the inner energy accumulated in my chest.
"Roar!" The sound of the mighty black lion's roar shook the sky, and circles of sound waves filled with endless power spread out.
The figure with the blade as sharp as a lang suddenly froze. He held the sword in his right hand and pierced my belly. He leaned forward slightly, the blade with the lang blade suddenly froze in such a posture.
The original mature face of the sword-like lang paired with his burly figure, coupled with this frozen posture at this time, will definitely make many girls outside the venue, including Yu~ sister, feel moved.
However, I did not feel merciful because of this. My right foot suddenly swept like a horse's hooves, and was heavily placed on the knife-edged chest.
The sword that had been inserted into my belly was then pulled out, and a slash of blood spilled in the sky, which was strange and touching.
"Frost Strike!" "Ice Dragon Unparalleled Slash!" Two consecutive powerful skills, completed in one go.
The world shook, and endless frost poured out. The world seemed to be frozen, and the endless chill and powerful offensive rolled down the sky and fell towards the blade like lang.
"-37415" "-46941!"
Two consecutive damage values wafted from the top of Blade Rulang's head. In the health bar above Blade Rulang's head, the remaining normal energy and blood were instantly emptied.
Then I followed up with a normal attack, and the blade-like figure turned into endless white light and dissipated in the air.
I put my hands on my knees, covered in blood and sweat, and breathed heavily. I finally defeated Dao Jian Rulang and won my first victory against him.
When the battle ended and I gradually regained consciousness, I discovered that the health value in my blood tank was actually less than a hundred points.
I suddenly felt lucky in my heart. Fortunately, Blade Rulang is a swordsman with full agility. If he only added a little strength at each level, I might be the one who loses in this first game.
Blade is worthy of being the top player in South Korea. His strength is indeed terrifying. Even I almost lost to him. Looking at the 76 health points left in my blood tank, I shook my head and smiled bitterly.
Winning this battle is indeed dangerous and dangerous.
After waiting for a moment, the system prompt tone slowly fell, and the game map in front of me disappeared. A huge suction force sucked me into it. At the same time, a sacred dawn poured down, and my figure appeared in another scene.
In the middle, I have returned to my full state. Even the fatigue and tiredness in my body and mind have been swept away, and my mind has become extremely clear again.
Blade Rulang and I have entered the map of the second game
What makes me extremely happy is that the map of the second game is actually a vast white snowfield. The snowflakes falling in the sky are like my soul and my flesh and blood, making my blood boil. God's will is like this,
If I cannot win the championship of this WCD World Championship, I will really have to go against the odds.
The map of this second game is actually a map with ice elements, and it is still night. In this game scene, all my attributes will increase significantly.
Silver Moon Ice Crystal Seal: A divine brand formed by merging the divine power brand of the Frost Goddess, the blessing brand of Prince Allen, and the blessing brand of the Dark Moon God. All attributes of the self will be permanently increased by 50%, and all hidden resistances will be increased by 50%.
Fighting at night or on ice and snow maps can increase all attributes by an additional 20%. If both conditions are met, all attributes can be increased by 40%.
