The embrace of flesh and blood, the collision of swords.
Within minutes the fields were littered with corpses.
In terms of numbers, the elven army is far outnumbered by the undead.
However, the morale of the grieving and angry elves was greatly boosted, and in a short time they actually killed the undead army and retreated continuously.
But Aimiye knew that this was just a brief flashback.
They have no chance of winning before being crushed by absolute force.
Unless Nidhogg can be killed.
At this moment, the devil was standing less than five meters in front of her, stepping toward her step by step.
Lu Wenqiu was held aside by Qiangwei.
There are no reliable teammates around her anymore.
"Destiny is a strange thing."
"Some people fall in love with each other because of it, and some people become enemies because of it."
Nidhogg's sword tip slowly touched the ground.
Aimi Ye recognized this mysterious sword.
Death Blade.
It has its own dark attribute attack, a lineage of Tianke light elves.
The purpose for him to create this sword was for today's battle.
The two of them said nothing more.
In an instant, the two swords collided fiercely!
The attack speed of both of them is unparalleled.
If an ordinary swordsman were to watch the battle from the sidelines, he would only be able to see the afterimages of each other fighting, but could hardly see the sword-drawing movements of the two men at all.
"Your swordsmanship is really like that of the dead Seghart." Nidhogg sneered.
Aimi Ye remained silent, only concentrating on the duel.
When it comes to basic sword fighting, Nidhogg is obviously no match for her.
But that doesn't mean she has the upper hand.
Nidhogg took a few steps back, then placed the sword blade in his palm and slowly cut the skin.
Black blood flowed along the dry wrist, and finally fell to the ground.
"Blood sacrifice?"
Aimiye frowned slightly.
She didn't know much about the summoning method in Black Sequence Sword Spirit, but she had indeed heard of blood sacrifice.
A burst of blood mist suddenly rose around Nidhogg, and the blood mist gradually transformed into six human figures, standing around him in a six-pointed star array.
Sword shadow clone.
Aimi Ye's expression became solemn, and she involuntarily took several steps back behind her.
This sword skill is extremely rare and is unique to black sequence sword spirits. She knows nothing about it.
And Nidhogg swooped in with his clone.
On the way forward, he and his clones kept changing places, causing Aimiye to lose his target in an instant.
"Which one is the real body and which one is the sword shadow?"
Ai Miye was at a loss for a while.
But then she discovered that these clones were not empty entities.
They are existing entities!
Responding to the continuous attacks from seven opponents at the same time made Aimi feel a little unsustainable. She was unable to defend herself several times and was hit with several swords in a row.
The dark attribute attack of the Death Blade made her feel particularly painful, and there would be a pain similar to a burn on her skin.
As a last resort, she could only activate a layer of light-attributed sword shields around her to forcibly resist Nidhogg's continuous attacks.
But this is just a delaying tactic.
"Give up your struggle, Aimiye."
Seven figures surrounded her, showing eerie smiles at the same time.
"Su Jingxuan will not come back again."
"But you haven't made any progress at all."
"Twenty years later, you are still the helpless little girl."
"And I made a contract with Phoenix and practiced forbidden swordsmanship day after day. Now, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"
Nidhogg's voice kept echoing in her ears, like a devil's chant.
Her body also trembled slightly.
That's right.
Nidhogg said it all.
In the past twenty years, because her father died and she became the queen, the responsibility of the family and country fell heavily on her shoulders, and she no longer had so much time to practice swordsmanship.
Even the Xingyun Sword Song passed down from the Wang family was gradually forgotten by her.
It would be great if she could master this sword skill like her father
"sorry……"
"Eisen, father..."
"I disappoint you..."
Ai Miye raised the sword in the stone with both hands, and a trace of desolation emerged in his heart.
She underestimated Nidhogg's strength.
Nowadays, she is indeed no longer the opponent of the latter.
She was already prepared. When the sword energy barrier collapsed, she would instantly burn all the spiritual power in her body and fight with her last resort.
"please."
Aimiye whispered softly.
That boy, should he take Xiaoye to a safe place?
If this is true, and she can delay the undead army, her death will be considered meaningful.
But at this time.
Through the sword aura shield, she seemed to see something approaching above the sky.
Aimiye was stunned.
It was Su Ran.
He rides a unicorn and falls from the sky like a shooting star!
And behind it, there was actually a long line of elves!
They fly in groups following the unicorn, like the light tail of a shooting star!
"Why is he here?"
Aimi Ye was at a loss.
According to the initial action plan, Su Ran should have almost reached the spiritual realm hidden in the forest by now.
The students who witnessed this scene on the city wall were collectively shocked.
"What does he want to do? Why is he riding on a unicorn?" Everyone in Sheppard was dumbfounded.
"Is he out of his mind?" Lin Kexing yelled, "We students have never experienced the spiritual battlefield at all. If we go up there, we will die!"
Although no one could believe the scene in front of them, Su Ran appeared.
Nidhogg also saw the figure falling from the sky, and his face showed a hint of surprise.
He didn't know who was coming, so for the sake of safety, he and the other six clones retreated at the same time, keeping a distance.
Then, the unicorn landed lightly on the ground.
The elves surrounding it are also scattered like stars in the sky, which is as beautiful as picturesque.
"With such a handsome appearance, it would be a pity not to have a BGM."
At the critical moment, Su Ran couldn't resist the urge to complain crazily.
The surrounding situation is more complicated than he imagined...
The black and white swordsmen were fighting together. He had his back leaning on Aimi Ye, but he was surrounded by seven black-robed swordsmen standing around him, glaring at him...
"I actually parachuted into the middle of a team battle?" Su Ran's mouth twitched.
He was thinking that he was on the wrong set. Logically speaking, he should be on the edge of OB, which is the right path...
Xiao Ye, who was lying on top of her head, seemed to be aware of some danger. At this time, she huddled in Su Ran's messy hair and could only sob softly.
"Who asked you to come back?!" Ai Miye's voice was gloomy and terrifying, "You dare to disobey the king's order. Under normal circumstances, this is a first-class death penalty!"
"...This is a long story." Su Ran smiled like a bitter gourd.
At this time, Nidhogg, who had been observing quietly for a long time, probably figured out the situation.
"Another brat..." He sneered, "I hate brats the most."
His eyes glanced up and down Su Ran's body for a while.
