Yun Qing's seemingly fragile and boneless body was hit hard by the impact of the magic barrier. Fortunately, she summoned thunder fighting energy to protect her whole body. However, it was obvious that she
The shock damage received is still considerable.
"Hahahaha, do you think you can beat me with your speed?" Huang Ju raised his neck and laughed wildly. Not far from the opposite side, Yun Qing slowly stood up, and he already regarded himself as the winner.
Yun Qing endured the disgust in her chest, opened her small mouth and let out a breath of turbid air, and her mind became a little brighter. She frowned, her face was slightly pale, and she looked at the person opposite her seriously.
This annoying guy, his mind was racing, and he couldn't think of a good way to deal with him. This really made Yun Qing feel depressed.
"What should I do? What should I do? How can I defeat him?" There was no answer to the question in her mind.
"No, I must defeat him." Yun Qing thought of this, turned to look at Zhuo Ran, and thought to himself: "Zhuo Ran has been fighting for so long, and I just faced one enemy, and I still can't defeat him.
This will be laughed at by him. If I lose again, then this Apocalypse team will also be eliminated. Although Lian Na has become a lot stronger, she is still unable to defeat the Holy Swordsman; this little girl Wendy, obviously
We can’t even count on it, who knows what her situation is now!”
Yun Qing's face darkened, he clenched his teeth and thought, "Hey, what a coolie's fate."
Zhuoran could see clearly from the side and found that Yun Qing had fallen into hesitation. If a swordsman can't calm down her heart, the sword she swings will definitely not be sharp and will not be able to cut off everything she wants to cut off.
.If her heart is not strong, her sword will not be sharp!
"Yunqing, what are you hesitating about? What are you worried about?" Zhuo Ran suddenly shouted.
The slightly noisy competition arena was suddenly covered by Zhuo Ran's voice. Yun Qing turned sideways, his face blank, staring at Zhuo Ran.
"Yun Qing, try your best to kill him!" Zhuo Ran said seriously.
Yun Qing fixed her gaze and nodded slowly and seriously. A fierce murderous intention and a frightening murderous aura began to appear from her slender and elegant body.
She gently lifted the knife and held it tightly with only her smooth and blood-stained right hand. She stepped forward with her left foot and leaned forward slightly, making a pair of towering peaks stand taller and taller. However, everyone
He had no intention of looking at the pair of peaks anymore, but was frightened by Yun Qing's breathtaking tightness. He couldn't help but become nervous. He took one breath in his chest and held it there. He couldn't spit it out or swallow it.
Go down and wait with your eyes wide open, waiting for Yun Qing's movements.
"call!"
Yun Qing tightened her chest slightly and let out a breath of turbid air. Her slight movement caused the entire Demon Arena to explode. Hundreds of thousands of people followed her and let out a breath. The sound gathered in the
Together, it was louder than thunder on a sunny day.
The bright silver thunder fighting spirit completely converged on the demon sword Hongying, and the delicate body did not leave a trace of fighting spirit as a defense. The three-foot-long snow-white demon sword, the weak and boneless hands, and the shiny arms were covered with silver.
The bright and rich thunder fighting energy was all wrapped up. The energy gathered, and a faint "ZZZZ" sound came out.
The sound of electric current, or the sound of the friction of fighting energy.
Tsk!
A little bit of sharpness, appearing and disappearing, hesitating, touching the gray stone ground, making shallow knife marks one after another.
Silver-white threads, as dense as Wendy's flying silver hair, are dancing around the body of the demon sword. Only Zhuo Ran can see these threads. They are space threads that contain the power of space cutting, and their destructive capabilities
, it is not much worse than his dimensional blade. In fact, because it is a knife, its sharpness is much stronger than that of the dimensional blade.
Zhuo Ran waited quietly. He turned his gaze to Huang Ju opposite Yun Qing.
At this time, Huang Ju's whole body was filled with thick blue fighting spirit. He seemed to be showing off. The fluctuations of that fighting spirit scattered randomly caused ripples in the magic barrier not far behind him. Zhuo Ran had no doubt at all.
If Huang Ju strikes with all his strength, this solid magic barrier will definitely be broken.
The purple-gold sword was wrapped in bright blue fighting spirit, and the three colors added together made it look extremely magnificent. But within that appearance, there was a frightening destructive power. He was obviously serious about it.
Father, like son.
Zhuoran clearly felt that the strength gap between Yunqing and Huang Ju could not be made up by skills. It was that simple to defeat ten levels with one force. Any skills are based on strength.
Before the third level, Zhuoran could rely on various skills and his own advantages to completely defeat all enemies. But now? A fourth-level junior holy assassin almost killed him. After exhausting everything, he barely defeated
He killed the assassin. It is conceivable that if he faced the Holy Sword Master Huang Ju and failed miserably, he would definitely fail miserably!
The Holy Continent is divided into five levels, and before the third level, ordinary people can have the opportunity to grow up. The fourth level is a watershed. Entering the fourth level, the nature of energy changes, and its strength is no longer what it could be at the third level.
It's within reach. The fourth-level strong men have already carried the title of saint. This stage is also called the quasi-sage strong man. They are very close to the most powerful saint-level people and can only take a casual step.
However, not everyone can have the opportunity to take this step or cross this step. Even becoming a fourth-level powerhouse requires excellent luck after talent.
Take a look at the young experts who came here to compete. They all had peak strength of the third level just now. They have good talents and good skills, but why haven't they become the fourth level experts yet?
It’s not that they don’t work hard. As long as they persist in cultivating fighting qi, they will definitely have different achievements according to their own talents. But these people have not yet entered the fourth level. To find out the reason, I am afraid I can only ask the higher-ups of the church.
Zhuo Ran frowned and thought about the situation a month ago when Yun Qing had enough fighting spirit but was still unable to enter the fourth level.
Whenever Yun Qing transforms her fighting spirit and starts to attack the fourth level, all kinds of auras emerge from the world, between heaven and earth, to harass her and affect her, as if she doesn't want her to become a fourth level strong person.
At that time, he came up with a way to put the condensed space confinement ball next to Yun Qing, without hitting it, and relied on the condensed space power to interfere with the disgusting breath, which took three days.
Time allowed Yun Qing to step into the fourth level.
This world seems to be a world that is sealed and disturbed.
Zhuoran looked at the powerful Huang Ju, and remembered the friendly look that the other party had just looked at Kamor, and immediately knew that the church definitely had a way to let the young strong man break through to the fourth level. Behind the black-clothed archbishop Kamol, the four people wearing light golden armor
Paladin is the best proof.
Boom!
Huang Ju stepped forward gently, but every time he put his foot down, a piece of the ground broke into pieces. The high-quality fourth-level blue fighting spirit showed destructive power at will, and even a high-explosive fireball could not compare with it.
Yun Qing held the red cherry sword in her right hand and walked slowly. She had no extra fighting spirit, all her fighting spirit was in the demon knife and her right arm. However, wherever she passed, the stone ground was still broken a lot.
, which was destroyed by the space threads wrapped around the blade.
His small face was full of coldness, and his bright eyes were full of determination, "I want to defeat him, I want to kill him. I want to move forward with Zhuoran, I said, I am his sword, I am his
With his sword, his enemy is my enemy. I will kill all enemies for him, I will let him stride forward without any scruples, and I will help him reach the top of this world. Everything that stands in our way
I will kill the enemies on the road one by one with the sharp weapons in my hand, let the rugged road flow with bright red blood, and let their corpses fill the road for us."
"Despite it all, even if you risk your life, you must let Zhuoran move forward."
"I cannot hesitate or hesitate. My heart is as decisive as a sharp blade, and my will is as strong as a ten thousand-foot mountain."
"My sword is for Zhuoran to wield; my body is for Zhuoran to be born; everything I have will be dedicated to Zhuoran!"
"Zhuoran, the only one in my heart."
"If I can survive this time, I will definitely make you love me a hundred times more!"
Zhuoran took a step forward, and for some reason, tears welled up in his eyes. He looked at the determined and slender figure, and was moved, sad, and painful, and all the chaotic emotions poured out. If he could, he would really
I really want to hold that beloved person and cry bitterly.
"Brother Zhuoran..." Wendy began to sob slightly beside her. She looked sad. She was even sadder than him.
Sizzle!
Compared with the battlefield, the closer the two people are, the more intense the aura barrier formed by the alien energy is against each other. In the middle, there is a weird friction sound.
Yun Qing and Huang Ju seemed to have made an agreement. Neither of them started to speed up, but slowly approached with weapons in hand. Looking at them, they looked like they were preparing to have a real duel with the weapons in their hands.
.
Boom boom boom!
The two people were less than five meters apart. Between them, half was a silver-white light curtain, and one side was a light blue light curtain. The two collided, making a low muffled sound. Anyone who heard the sound,
Everyone felt as if their chests were being beaten and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Boom!
Yun Qing's sword and Huang Ju's sword collided fiercely. The sound was like a high mountain bell, deafening when it resounded!
The silvery white energy and the bright blue energy strangled and consumed each other, and the dense space thread played a very powerful role at this time. As it danced back and forth and cut, it actually tore the fighting spirit on the yellow-orange sword away, but it was again turbulent.
The blue fighting spirit that came came back with a shock.
Yun Qing's knife was shaken away, his delicate body shook slightly, and he slashed again with the knife in his right hand.
He tried his best to chop Huang Juli into the demon knife Hong Ying!