The ink on his fingertips was as lively and lively as jumping water droplets, without any stagnation at all, as if it were like an ink painting. Even as an opponent, Han Yu had to admire the performance of his spells.
But as an enemy, Mo Han could only let him die as honorably as possible.
The sound of "Sosuo!" came from a distance. Seeing this attack with only one ink dot, Han Yu was also shocked. He followed the sound but found nothing, but then Han Yu also took it out.
His own silver sword, just when Han Yu was a little anxious because he couldn't notice it for a long time.
Suddenly, there were two or three black spots in front of his eyes, piercing the sky. They just flashed by and disappeared into the space again. However, Han Yu's sleeves turned into pieces of ice, inch by inch.
Fall, fall on the stone slab, making a thumping sound.
In Han Yu's eyes, the originally tall man stared at him suddenly became extremely cold, and his dark eyes seemed to become extremely huge, like two bottomless black whirlpools, and Han Yu's consciousness also
She subconsciously looked into his eyes and slowly became addicted to them.
Just when Han Yu was about to sink completely, Han Yu's whole body was filled with excitement, and he immediately regained his consciousness. This feeling was only fleeting, but the hairs on his body stood up, and the clothes on his back were also covered.
He was soaked in cold sweat. But he still couldn't let his guard down, and the ink spots hidden around him appeared again.
Click!
Although it was a bit difficult, the silver sword still blocked these ink dots. After being blocked, the ink dots completely turned into water vapor and dissipated in the air. Seeing Han Yu put him
After blocking this attack, Zhou Ming was also shocked. He knew that Han Yu was difficult to deal with, but now he also knew that either Han Yu would die or he would die.
"If you have some skills, you can take a casual blow from me, but the next blow won't be so easy." Seeing Han Yu block his fatal blow, Zhou Ming immediately didn't let go, and directly let out harsh words,
He wanted to disturb Han Yu's mind, but Han Yu had experienced hundreds of battles, so how could he be disturbed.
He said coldly: "I haven't met a person who specializes in magic for a long time. I'm looking forward to you very much. I hope you won't disappoint me!" After glancing at this person, Han Yu finished speaking calmly.
, the five fingers suddenly closed together.
A sound of "Bang!" came, but the place where Zhou Ming stood was turned into ashes, and the entire cave was finally reduced to ashes.
In response to Han Yu's blow, Zhou Ming looked calm and escaped easily. But the next moment he raised one hand, the ink-like water mist appeared again, and an ink painting of blue sky and white sun was limited to Han Yu's eyes. As Zhou Ming's exposure
Drink, the ink painting quickly pressed towards Han Yu.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Han Yu, with a flash of dark black color, but he wanted to involve Han Yu, but Han Yu's face was expressionless, the silver sword was in his hand, and the sword's silver light was shining brightly.
It's like a Milky Way striking this ink painting.
"Purple" sound!
Seeing that the attack was blocked by Han Yu, Zhou Ming showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and continued to activate the magic formula in his hand. The ink painting of a clear sky and white sun suddenly turned into a picture of a tiger descending from the mountain. A wild and ferocious aura poured from the ink painting.
And when Zhou Ming changed, Han Yu's silver sword also glowed with silver light. He twisted it violently and faced the fierce tiger forcefully.
The sound of "Peng" came! The silver sword was knocked away, and the tiger also let out a cry and disappeared completely. Zhou Ming waved his hands hastily, and a ball of ink fell from the sky, and he continued the ink painting again. This painting
The ink painting of Tiger Descending the Mountain not only retains its power, but also increases its prestige.
Seeing this, Han Yu's face changed slightly, knowing that he had underestimated the enemy. Before the silver sword was withdrawn, he escaped from the tiger's mouth in a flash. The tiger transformed by this magic, Han Yu didn't know what it was.
The real situation was that he didn't dare to step forward at all, but this also put Han Yu at a disadvantage and he could only avoid it.
Just when Zhou Ming felt that the victory was decided, Han Yu's right hand recalled his silver sword again. Without any struggle, he straightened forward and killed the tiger without any warning.
"How is it possible?,,,,,," Zhou Ming could hardly believe what he was seeing. He clearly had the upper hand, but in the blink of an eye, the tiger was killed. This strong contrast made Zhou Ming, who had always been self-aware, unable to accept it.
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Although Zhou Ming was surprised, Han Yu's expression did not change at all. When he saw Zhou Ming stunned, Han Yu immediately raised his hand, and the silver sword flew out and struck Zhou Ming. After finishing this blow
Afterwards, Han Yu still didn't stop. He changed the magic formula in his hand, and a large silver light suddenly erupted from the silver sword. Multiple sword lights appeared in one flash, and then he slashed towards Zhou Ming in unison.
Zhou Ming was shocked when he saw Han Yu taking his attack. When he saw the radiance of the silver sword in the sky, Zhou Ming's expression changed drastically. But when he thought about the consequences of his failure, he gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
, at the same time, the five fingers were closed together, and a snake-shaped flying sword flashed out of the blood mist. A trace of weakness flashed in his eyes, and the magic formula in his hand was suddenly activated.
The blood-colored flying sword suddenly became brighter and flew forward. The next breath, a roaring sound was heard in the sky. It was Han Yu's sword light that met the snake-shaped flying sword formed by blood mist.
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This snake-shaped flying sword is getting weaker and weaker, but the sword radiance is also getting less and less. Zizi, with the final sound coming out, Han Yu's prepared attack was finally blocked, and the dazzling silver light and
The blood-red sword light suddenly disappeared and turned into a rain of swords falling on the ground.
He grabbed the last bit of Jianyu in his hand, looked at it carefully, and threw it away.
Seeing that his desperate blow had no effect, Zhou Ming's eyes were filled with hatred. He pinched his hands and roared, and black air came out from his whole body. In the blink of an eye, the cave completely turned into ink color, and inside
Zhou Ming's cheek can be vaguely seen.
Not only that, Zhou Ming spurted out several more mouthfuls of blood. With each mouthful, the ink color intensified a bit, and the surrounding temperature also increased. Even the six ice sculptures in the distance were covered with a thick layer of blood.
Layers of ice slag.
After the essence and blood were completely integrated into the ink, Zhou Ming also flashed and disappeared in front of Han Yu's eyes. All this was complicated, but it was only completed in the blink of an eye. Han Yu had no time to do it.
stop.
The whole cave was like falling into an ice cave. The whole cave made a lattice sound, but it was extremely cold.
After seeing this blow, Han Yu also retreated sharply, putting a certain distance away from the mass of ink energy.