On the trail, the smoke of the explosion had not completely dissipated. The old swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood, covered the wound on his waist, and let the blood stain his clothes red.
His flying sword hung above his shoulder, floating up and down slightly with his breathing, and seemed to be alive.
Just when the old swordsman adjusted his breathing and wanted to take out the elixir to replenish his spiritual energy, two whistling wind blades cut through the diffuse dust in the smoke on the opposite side.
Like two missiles, the wind blade not only blew away the air, but also rushed straight towards the old swordsman. The old swordsman didn't even bother to breathe, and immediately defended with his sword, blocking the incoming wind blade.
Accompanying the wind blade was the special soldier wearing a mecha. At this moment, he held a long sword, stepped forward, and with lightning speed, struck the old swordsman on the shoulder with a sword.
The old swordsman now understands the opponent's fighting power. He knows that the opponent's strength is actually not inferior to his. Even if he is on the Sword Peak and fighting at home, he will not be able to win.
The more the fight goes on and the more they consume each other, the lower his chances of winning are, because the strength gap between the two sides is there, and fighting each other will only make the gap between the two sides wider.
The strength of his opponent allowed the old swordsman to see the current situation clearly. He had to consider the worst plan and end the battle as soon as possible.
You must know that there are enemies who are looking for Jianfeng's energy center. Once the enemy finds it and Jianfeng is destroyed, he will not even have a chance to fight and lose both sides.
Ever since, the old swordsman, who had become ruthless, narrowed his eyes and made a decision. He blocked the sword coming from the opposite side with his flying sword, formed a seal in his hand, and shouted loudly: "
Suffer death, you bastard!"
Along with his shouts, the protective formation on the sword peak suddenly came into operation, and the huge stone sword stele on the highest peak shone with a faint golden light.
Just like the sword light that counterattacked the sky battleship, the peak-protecting formation began to move, and the powerful lightsaber also began to solidify in the sky.
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The old swordsman didn't want to use a powerful nuclear bomb to kill both of them, so he was trying his best to compress the power of this giant sword.
He wanted to use such a powerful blow to directly destroy the enemy in front of him, so as to buy himself some time to recover.
On the opposite side, the special forces of the Airanhill Empire waved their long swords and slashed several times but were blocked by the flying swords. Unable to attack, he also knew that the opponent was accumulating strength and was preparing to release a target that he could not defend.
The "big move".
Under such circumstances, if you can't attack and kill the old man in front of you, you can only forcefully receive the opponent's fatal attack.
Unwilling to withstand the attack, he swung his sword more quickly and enveloped the old swordsman with sharp attacks, hoping to succeed in one blow and kill the opponent in advance.
The crackling sound of the special forces sword was accompanied by the shining edge. The old swordsman used his flying sword to block it again, and the sound of gold and iron echoed in their ears.
In the end, the old swordsman who had exhausted his spiritual energy first was cut off half of his arm by the sword of the special soldier wearing a mecha in front of him, and the flying sword, which had lost the support of his spiritual energy, finally fell to the two of them.
middle.
But at this time, the spiritual energy in the air had already condensed, and the huge lightsaber had been compressed and condensed into the size of a normal flying sword.
This shining flying sword, with an indomitable momentum, swooped down from high in the sky and attacked the special forces soldier who had just chopped off the old swordsman's forearm.
The huge energy made the surrounding air begin to feel uneasy, and this fatal blow also hit the body of the special forces of the Airan Hill Empire.
Along with the deafening sound, a terrifying explosion resounded through the sky again. The trail that had been blasted beyond recognition had almost been built into a platform by various explosions.
At the edge of the platform, the seriously injured old swordsman struggled and stood up from the ground. He covered his wounds, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to become deeper.
Having barely won the battle, he was now running out of gas and had no energy left to care about the enemies who had escaped.
Now, he just wants to find a quiet place, sit down and take care of his wounds, hold on, and continue to live reluctantly.
Before the smoke dissipated, he finally moved to a large dusty stone. No longer caring about whether it was clean or not, he sat down on it.
He was panting heavily, and he no longer cared about whether there was any dust in the air. He just sat there without closing his eyes and passed out. He was almost exhausted.
However, when the smoke cleared, he saw a man wearing a tattered mecha on the opposite side of the shattered square, leaning on a boulder and looking at him silently.
"No matter what, I won." The old swordsman stared at his opponent and said with a kind of detachment that had been relieved.
As he opened his mouth, blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth. The attack just now, no matter how hard it was, still damaged his internal organs.
"You have no idea what you're facing! Idiot!" The special soldier leaning on the stone opposite sneered and grabbed his mask with his only remaining arm: "This is what you told me before, now
I will return it to you intact..."
He opened his mask, revealing a face full of gaps: "You have no idea what you are fighting! Idiot!"
The speaking face is squirming with the sound, as if the muscles are moving. But the difference is that this squirming completely follows the texture of the gap, which makes this kind of squirming very awkward and weird. :(/
"You can't kill me...because I'm just a puppet!" The special forces of the Ailanshir Empire who spoke made a mechanical hoarse laugh: "My true body is now living a peaceful life in Ailanshilis! He may be working for Ailanshilis.
Worrying about what to eat for breakfast. And you... are going to die!"
"You...you...what kind of...monster..." was shocked by the sight in front of him. The old swordsman had already released his breath. He sighed because he really couldn't understand that these things could be controlled.
What exactly are the enemies of countless puppets...
"Introduce yourself...my name is Elit..." The puppet dropped the mask in his hand, pointed at himself and said, "There is no need to say goodbye, because we will never meet again."
After he finished speaking, the entire puppet stopped functioning. On the other side, the old swordsman dropped his head feebly almost at the same time.