Jian Wuqi looked at the long, slender crimson green sword in his hand, and then at the tall, fat-faced, bearded Andre opposite, who was all covered in white armor. His broad and huge sword
The sword should be able to be used as a shield, Jian Wuqi said to himself.
Andre shook his head and said: "Young warrior, are you looking for an embroidery needle? Or you don't have an excellent blacksmith who can forge a fine, broad, and majestic sword."
As soon as Andre finished speaking, Jian Wuqi's green sword flew out with a loud sound, suspended in the air, and aimed at Andre erratically.
Andre shrugged and said: "Okay, just think I was wrong. It seems that your red sword actually has its own temper."
Jian Wuqi looked at Andre and said calmly: "I saw you in the market. You seem to be Andre, the Holy Knight of the Alliance of Light."
"Yes, I am Andre from the Alliance of Light. I didn't expect you, a warrior from a foreign land, to recognize me." Andre said with a little joy.
Jian Wuqi showed a determined expression on his face and said: "Even if you are a paladin, I will not admit defeat. I won't know until I fight you."
Andre laughed, shrugged and said: "Young warrior, I really admire you. You know that I am a Paladin, but you still dare to draw your sword and fight. I haven't seen this kind of warrior spirit for a long time, but don't worry.
,This ghost place seems to be designed to create a fair and just competition environment, but it actually suppressed me to the level of a knight."
"Then take my sword."
In the dim room, a huge sword made of colorful clouds suddenly appeared, and it slashed hard and quickly towards Andre.
Andre did not dare to neglect, and shouted loudly, and the purple fighting spirit burst out from his body, covering his whole body, rising more than three meters from the top of the helmet on his head.
"Cross cut." Andre shouted. The broad sword, with purple fighting spirit, slashed hard and fast horizontally and vertically in the air. Only a purple cross fighting spirit was seen, heading towards the sword five.
Seven's colorful giant sword crashed away.
With a "boom", it seemed that Andre's cross slash was not as powerful as the attack from Sword Wuqi. I saw the Caixia giant sword, cutting through Andre's cross slash, and slashing towards Andre himself.
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There was another loud "boom", and the giant sword covered with colorful clouds stood fiercely on Andre's broad sword.
Andre was cut several meters away by this powerful force. Andre's legs carved two deep grooves on the floor of the dark room.
However, Andre took the sword from Jian Wuqi and was unscathed.
"What a powerful sword." Andre murmured.
Jian Wuqi exclaimed: "It's really a good defense."
"Then take a few more swords from me."
"Flying here." It was still a giant sword made of colorful clouds, and it slashed hard at Andrei.
"Twilight Night", sword energy from Jian Wu Qi burst out and disappeared.
"Gengmang", three white sword lights emitted, like metal, and attacked Andrei with extremely strong penetrating power.
Andrei's big blue eyes, deep-shrunk pupils, and huge figure were firmly hidden behind the broad sword body full of purple fighting spirit. At the same time, he shouted: "God said to bless all of this, such as absolute
field."
I saw a streak of purple fighting spirit, and there seemed to be a child's voice singing an epic poem in the sky. A white holy light penetrated into this purple fighting spirit, and turned into a purple light mask.
Muye of Sword Five and Seven turned out to be four swords that were invisible to the naked eye. I saw these four crimson swords stabbing silently at Andre's absolute domain, but they were actually firmly blocked.
outside.
But when it flew in, it was mixed with huge colorful clouds and struck hard on the absolute defense. It also shook for a while, but it was still strong.
After all, those three rays of light actually stabbed at the marks of the flying sword one after another.
"Boom," the first sword, the purple field, was like purple silk blown by the strong wind, swaying in the air.
"Boom," the second sword, the purple field, seemed to be washed paper, becoming thin, and the sunlight on the opposite side could be seen clearly.
"Boom," with the third sword, the purple field turned into a purple mosquito net blown by the wind, with speckled holes everywhere.
Jian Wuqi looked at the purple field that looked like a mosquito net, and the muscles on his face twitched.
Andre looked at Jian Wuqi in the distance, and was shocked in his heart. This fierce swordsmanship was really powerful. In comparison, his own swordsmanship was just a shield, but who called himself a knight?
Thinking of this, Andre shouted: "Young warrior, are you tired? You can take a rest. You have done well enough."
A bright light appeared on Jian Wuqi's dark face, and he said softly: "I have one more move, you can try it again."
"Ten Thousand Sword Jue." I saw Jian Wuqi's crimson green sword suddenly burst into countless crimson green swords. These green swords seemed to have souls, aiming at Andre and floating in the air.
When Andre saw this, he said in horror: "Oh, hell, this trick shouldn't be used by a monk in your transformation stage. As far as I know, it requires a huge amount of spiritual consciousness, and you are still in the transformation stage."
The period is not the period of spiritual birth."
"Yes, in order to break your turtle shell, I chose it."
"Clumsy." Jian Wuqi shouted loudly, and there were about ten thousand crimson green swords, covering the sky and the sun, roaring towards Andre.
Andre yelled to the sky: "Xiete."
"Puff, puff", after who knows how many swords, Andre's purple absolute realm was finally broken.
"Ding, ding", I don't know how many swords stabbed violently at Andre's broad sword, and the sword finally swung to one side helplessly.
"Dang, Dang", I don't know how many swords are left, all of them are piercing Andre's white armor full of fighting spirit.
Andre gasped for air, and at the same time he was secretly glad that this armor was not ordinary.
The pale-faced Jian Wuqi moved his hand, and the crimson green sword flew towards him.
Andre raised his giant sword and started to chop, but the flying sword suddenly turned into two swords, one flying towards Andre from the left and the right.
"Sword control, oh, I know this, it is indeed a troublesome attack method." Andre raised the giant sword and slashed left and right.
At this moment, Jian Wuqi shouted: "The art of sword control."
Using his body as a sword and the sword as its tip, a sword shadow passed by. In the dark room, a cloud of colorful clouds mixed with crimson flames was tumbling.
The pupils of Andre's big blue eyes shrank deeply.
"Dong..."
"Bang..."
A crack appeared on the shoulder of Andre's white armor. In the crack, blood surged, and white bones were clearly visible.
Jian Wuqi, who has returned to the original place, has a pale face, but stands upright. Although his steps are a little sloppy, it does not affect the strong fighting spirit in Jian Wuqi's eyes. Jian Wuqi can only be seen around
He squeezed the sword gently, touched his chest with his right hand, and prepared to drink loudly again.