"Happy, amazing!" Corollan's laughter rang in the air: "It's been a long time since no one has been able to keep up with my speed, but... it's faster?"

call out!

As he finished speaking, the white light in the air suddenly changed, and the white light turned into "silver". The rapidly circling light suddenly thinned, and its speed suddenly doubled! Not to mention those ordinary tiger tops and ghost levels, even in the eyes of many dragon levels, they could no longer see Colossan's figure clearly. They could only see the thinning silver light instantly suppressed Heiwukai's speed, wrapped around him, and came back to shuttle!

Swish swish swish swish swish!

In an instant, the sword appeared like rain, and Hei Wukai felt that he was in front of him and behind him, and in an instant he was full of Colossus' sword shadows.

Hurry, fast, too fast! And you can't defend yourself from attacking from front, back and left and right.

The combo of "Dangdang Dangdang" was accompanied by the sound of tearing and pulling. Hei Wukai felt that he had only intercepted one-third of the attack at most. Most of the remaining ones were defended by the Black Dragon Sword, but there were still many sword shadows. They avoided the defense of the Black Dragon Armor and slashed through the gaps in the armor. The protective soul energy can play a very small protective effect. Even if the opponent gave up a certain amount of power at the extreme speed, the holy sword was too sharp and could not be fought against by the physical body.

There were dozens of wounds on Hei Wukai's body instantly, and blood was like a spring.

Gina and others in the rose stand exclaimed. Although they couldn't see the specific situation, Hei Wukai's movement suddenly stopped. White light passed through the gap, and the blood surged on his body was clearly visible.

If you can't keep up with your opponent's speed and cannot stop the sharpness of the Holy Sword, how can you break such an opponent?

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the Holy Son Roy's mouth, but the next second, the smile froze on his face.

A ray of splendor flashed through Hei Wukai's eyes.

boom!

The boundless black evil aura suddenly burst out from him, and the black evil aura was like a hedgehog, instantly lit out its dense needles and thorns, forcibly forcing Corollan's attack.

Immediately afterwards, the expanded black evil aura suddenly gathered towards Hei Wukai's body, and turned into two heads, four arms "growing" on Hei Wukai's body.

Shura Jue - Three heads and six arms!

Corollan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white sword light continued to fly and attack. However, this time, the speeding attacks from front, back, left and right were perfectly resolved by the extra two-headed and four-armed arms. The three heads each guarded one side. Facing Corollan's rapid attack, he was actually not able to escape.

The situation is balanced again.

Dangdangdangdang…

The sword lights in the air collided, emitting dazzling light and huge shock sounds. The sword energy that leaked from each other kept rushing towards the surrounding holy pattern wall, buzzing and trembling. Huge halos spread across the transparent wall, shaking the entire arena.

The people who supported Rose around the stands finally got excited in this escalating battle.

To be honest, they have always trusted and admired Wang Feng and his companions, believing that this combination is absolutely invincible, but this kind of "invincible" obviously requires a prerequisite for the same age. Therefore, when they saw the Holy Lord shamelessly sending the four commanders of the Light Knights, the hearts of these people were actually completely cold. In everyone's impression, in the inherent concept, no matter how young people are against the will of heaven, they will never be able to defeat these truly top masters.

You are a genius, but these dragon-level people are not geniuses? When they were young, they were all given the title of various monsters, and they still stepped on the corpses of other monsters to reach their current position. Which dragon-level people on the mainland did not show off when they were young? The young fashioned pussy may not be less popular than you!

Genius is a genius, and the boss is the boss. After all, these big guys are still the ones who are in charge of this world. No matter how powerful the young people are, they are still a group of little chickens that need protection from the bosses. It is simply nonsense to say that the little chickens can defeat the eagles.

Although Li Wenni destroyed Modo before, it gave people the feeling that Modo misjudged Li Wenni's strength and was targeted. In addition, Modo is just an ordinary dragon level after all. It is not surprising that he lost when facing Li Wenni, who is also a dragon level, but now fighting in the arena is the weather sword saint Corolla! In this continent, except for the six dragon tops, it is the strongest level! It is actually just evenly matched with the Hei Wukai?

"Brother Hei is mighty! As long as you kill that old boy, I will sell you a lot of money and drink wine!" Mo Tong's hands were almost swollen, his eyes were wide open, and he was so excited that he always regarded himself as a man who "can take Heiwukai's ten moves". Wouldn't that meant that Sword Saint Corollan could take him ten moves? Awesome Plath!

"Rose will win! Rose will win!"

"Bah! Everyone from the Holy City, yell at me! The Sword Saint will win! Lord Corollan is invincible!"

"What a weird way to play with it? You have three heads and six arms. Master Sword Saint will crush you to death with one sword!"

"Shut up the idiots of roses!"

In front of the stands on both sides, the big guys were watching intently, but the disciples of the Holy Clan in the back row, and even the young people from supporters of various families, were all shouting and clamoring.

At this moment, a violent flash of light in the air, and the terrifying sword shaking sound spread around with a huge wave of air that swept open. Even the black and white figures in the air were pushed by the huge wave of air and suddenly retreated to both sides.

Boom! Slap sex...

The spreading air waves rolled up countless dust and gravels, beating on the surrounding holy pattern walls, crackling sounds constantly, and dense small halos swept open on the transparent holy pattern walls, with loud sounds and huge shocks in the arena!

In the field, two figures standing in the air were facing each other from a distance of dozens of meters.

Hei Wukai's "three-headed and six-armed arms" had turned into black smoke and slowly spread out. Blood was covered with blood on his body, mostly cut wounds when he had not yet spread his three-headed and six-armed arms. Blood dripped down his arms, fingers, and even legs and hanging toes. It seemed that his injuries were quite serious, but his eyes were cold, and there was no expression on his face at all, and he just stared at the opposite side coldly.

Corollan's body was still white and snowy, as clean as usual. Compared to Hei Wukai's "embarrassment" with continuous blood drops, he seemed much more elegant, but it was obviously just a shallow appearance.

The faint smile that Corollan's face had been holding before was gone at this time. Instead, it was the expressionless solemnity like Hei Wukai. In his seemingly calm eyes, there was a deep awe of the opponent.

The old and the young looked at each other in the air without saying a word.

The noisy confrontation in the stands around seemed to be infected by the atmosphere between the old and the young, and soon calmed down and finally became silent.

The eyes of each other were silently in the air. The soul pressure that the two had just revealed their sharpness had slowly closed down at this time, but it was not the kind of burial of showing weakness, but it was more like the temporary withdrawal of each other after a fierce battle. It seemed that they were re-examining the strength of each other with more vigilant eyes, re-examining the other's formation, and re-examining their own side to prepare for a more surging offensive.

call……

The cold wind blows, the cold air is bleak, and the quiet arena is two quietly confronting figures.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, making people feel the depression and tranquility before the storm is about to come.

The Holy Lord's face turned completely cold at this time.

With the four dragon-level leader of the Light Knights, a group of young people who fought against Rose, they thought this was just a gathering of the Holy City's outward power. The battle should have been destroyed, and it was just a matter of using this to knock on those garbage that dared to be biased towards Rose. But unexpectedly... it turned out like this!

It's fine for Modu, after all, she is just an ordinary dragon-level, and her main profession is still an exorcist. She is definitely the weakest of the Four Knights of Light. Li Wenni has obtained the core inheritance of Dark Demon Island and has miraculously entered the dragon-level. With a little luck, she can defeat the beast king Modu, so the Holy Lord pinched her nose and accepted it.

But this is Corolla... the first sword in the holy city, the only existence in the world that can compete with Yemotian, the sword saint Corolla! He can't even take such a young boy?!

How did that Wang Feng train this group of people? This is simply incredible!

The Holy Lord's vision is very poisonous. Carolland and Heiwukai never held back just now. They were all doing their best, but the result was still half a dozen... To be honest, this result is difficult to predict.

Corollan's practical experience must be richer than Heiwukai, but Heiwukai is young after all, and his physical strength must be stronger than Carolan. They are so close to each other's strength. If they really want to fight for a long time, then in the end, whoever wins and loses will be just a thought, accounting for 50% each.

This is not a chance of winning that the Holy Lord can accept. The Holy City must not lose in this game, and it is impossible to afford to lose at all! Although the Holy Son Roy is actually his biggest ace and he will definitely be able to win, and Heiwukai is likely to be the strongest man on the Rose side, but the remaining Knights of the Destruction and the Knights of the Country Guard are not much stronger than Moduo. Moreover, these two are well-known in the alliance, and their fighting styles and ways are also well-known.

If there is another strong man like Li Wenni on the Rose, and he holds the initiative to select people, and then targets him... Then the Holy City might really be defeated today.

This game must be won!

"Carolland..." The Holy Lord's mouth moved, gathered sounds into bunches, and sent a secret message: "At any cost, kill him immediately!"

Corollan's ears shook, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

Only those who are extremely determined can be the best sword. He has not met a close opponent for a long time, and has not been so passionate about fighting.

Just now, he had even forgotten his mission, that this was a game about the future of the Holy City and Rose, and completely devoted himself to this battle and enjoyed it. He even felt that he had found some of the pleasure of pursuing the sword in the world when he was young.

But when the Holy Lord's voice came, Corollan was forcibly pulled back to reality from that kind of "enjoyment".

‘Do not care for anything’, ‘kill immediately’, the Holy Lord’s meaning has been clearly stated...

Swish...

The Apocalypse Holy Sword slowly stood up, holding the handles in both hands, standing on Carolland's chest.

Under the pull of the soul power, a complex disc rune reflected on the blade of the Tianqi Holy Sword, slowly spiraled.

Around the calming world, a whistling sound gradually erupted, and a layer of fluorescent light passed away from the sword, as if some force was slowly leaking out from the spiral disc rune, soaking into Cololan's body, and gradually "infecting" the original white magic image of his body into a silver color like the Apocalypse Holy Sword.

“Sanctification!”

"Sword Saint Mode! It's Sword Saint Mode!"

This time, it was not only those top masters, but most of the ghost peaks in the field recognized them immediately. It was the sanctification function of the Apocalypse Holy Sword!

The Apocalypse Holy Sword, the famous sword ranked thirteen in the divine weapon spectrum, is also from the hands of the most saint master. How could it not be anything extraordinary? And its special feature is that it has a "sanctification" function, which can be assimilated with its users, or the ultimate human sword integration.

It is not just the so-called "like the arm to make the finger" of ordinary swordsmen, but the integration of human swordsmanship, whether in the body, soul and even soul power frequency reaches a complete synchronous integration. Humans are swords, and swords are humans.

The holy sword itself has some power given by the Supreme Saint Master, and the power contained in it is amazing. Once the sword master and the holy sword are united, they can control and use this power at will. The power burst out is simply not something that ordinary dragon-level can resist!

This is also the reason why Yemotian's strength is obviously above Corolla, but it is still very afraid of the first sword of the blade. Even Indra even joked that Corolla is Yemotian's nemesis because of the power hidden in this Apocalypse Sword. Once Corolla is "sanctified" and enters the so-called "Sword Saint Mode", even Yemotian may have to choose to avoid its sharpness for the time being.

Of course, sanctification is not that simple. Unless you can reach the level of the six dragons, if you want to merge and control the hidden power in the holy sword, the load on the user's body and soul will be quite huge. With Corollan's strength, choosing 'sanctification' will inevitably cause huge damage to the body. It is a killing of one thousand enemies and it cannot last for too long...

The spiral disc rune on the Apocalypse Sacred Sword had been completely opened at this time, and the silver sword light continued to flow out from the "round hole" of the rune, flowing on the sword and on Corollan's body.

Buzz buzz ~~

The violent trembling sound of the sword suddenly came out, not only from the holy sword, but also from Corollan.

I saw that Corollan, who was originally covered in white, seemed to be flowing all over his body. Whether it was clothes or skin, there was a silver light shining, and the light was everywhere, as if it was completely integrated with the color of the holy sword, and even the breath was integrated. You could no longer feel a breath of vitality from Corollan, as if it had turned into a weapon as cold and sharp as the holy sword!

The sharp sword energy was more than twice as powerful as when Corollan opened the sword god magic phase before. The sword had not moved yet, but the scattered sword lights had already pierced the surrounding holy pattern walls buzzing and trembling. The dense halos of small dots kept waving on the wall, and the whole person's aura seemed to have suddenly increased to the peak in just a moment!

The violent momentum broke the depression and tranquility in the arena just in a moment, as if it was like before the mountain rain came, the lightning that suddenly crossed the dark sky, accompanied by the rolling thunder that followed, lit up the suppressed and quiet forest in an instant, roaring! It also awakened all the people who were still in a daze.

The stands suddenly woke up, crazy and lively, and the noise was woven. Various voices supporting the roses and supporting the holy city were intertwined.

"The Sword Saint Mode is turned on, no one in the world competes with you!"

"Hei Wukai! Don't fight hard with him!"

"The sanctification will definitely not last for too long! Just drag it until he collapses!"

"Hahaha, looking at that kid's death, I was so scared that I was still dragging it off!"

"Damn it, it's all right to bully the small, but it's shameless to use such means to use external objects!"

"Defense! Defense!"

Everyone started to shout excitedly, but the big guys in front of the stands, including Yemotian, had cold eyes and no words at this time.

Dodge?Drag?Defend?

It's all nonsense... Sword Saint Corollan became famous with his speed, and Heiwukai's speed was already insufficient. After the other party entered the sanctification state, his speed would only increase and not decrease. It is absolutely impossible to avoid delaying time.

As for passive parry defense, it is even more meaningless. In the world of dragon-level warriors, attacks will always take priority over defense and will always be greater than defense. Corollan uses sanctification regardless of power, and he must want to fight quickly and decide quickly. It is impossible to use those conventional attack methods. The defense of conventional sword blocking is meaningless, and Heiwukai is obviously not the type who is good at running patterns or ultimate defense.

As for what shamelessness is even more important. The world strength of the strong is respected, but it doesn’t depend on age. Hei Wukai’s strength is enough to stand on the equal footing of the big guys. Everyone is equal, and there is no saying that big or small bullies, let alone using the holy sword, their fame tricks and their swords, why not use them when facing strong enemies?

So those bystanders are talking nonsense... The sanctification is opened, and when it comes to this point, there will be no luck or surprises. Only by fighting, the strength will be high and low!

Ye Motian looked coldly without saying a word, his fists were already clenched, but there was no soul power brewing.

It's different from before. Hei Wukai's strength and performance... In Ye Motian's eyes, he is no longer the boy who needed his father's protection before, but a truly dignified warrior.

Warriors have the fate of warriors, and warriors should have the persistence of warriors!

This battle belongs to Heiwukai. He has no reason to intervene. The only thing he can do now is pray and blessing, and wait for the result. If Heiwukai really dies in battle, then as a father, he vows to cut off Carolland's head and sacrifice it to his son's grave at all costs!

Ye Motian's face was expressionless, but the fists in his sleeves were tightly pinched.
Chapter completed!