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Chapter 817 Dance on the Flame (8)

Several scales immediately splashed out from Theodor's feet. Cassia closed her eyes and twisted her neck, avoiding the scales. The back of her hand that blocked her face also felt a stinging pain. Her body was still regressing, and Theodor's foot had already bounced and kicked on his body.

Flying backwards, Cassia flipped over a circle in the air, and then supported her hands on the ground to make her body bounce, and then it fell smoothly on the ground behind it. However, removing the power still made Cassia's steps mess up a little. She quickly covered her bleeding neck, which was also embedded with scales the size of a thumb, which almost hurt the carotid artery. Several pieces were embedded in the back of her hands and chest, and penetrated into the flesh and blood. It was not much less powerful than ordinary bullets.

At this time, Theodore also seized the opportunity and hit his body. On the way, he pulled the switch on the slender aerodynamic sword. With the sound of "squeezing", the slender sword body separated like a gate that was closely bitten together. The slender sword body hidden in it became a connecting shaft-like thing, and in an instant, countless stirring arcs were wrapped around it.

When Theodore approached Cassia, the bright red had completely turned into a dazzling blazing white light. The air became distorted by the high temperature, and the air flow dissipated around the corner with the sword as the center. Before the sword body was approaching, Cassia felt the temperature gushing above.

Without any concealment, Theodore slashed directly at Cassia. The air waves flowed between the two, shaking away the grey fog, and the surroundings returned to a brief brightness and cleanliness.

"Ding——" The clanging voice shocked Cassia's mind, and her face was illuminated by the light on the sword body. All shadows were completely removed at this moment. The power from the sword body immediately reached her feet. The rocks cracked, her feet broke their shoes, stepped into the rock, and fell into the ground for about ten centimeters before completely stopping.

The air seemed to be given weight, all pressing on Cassia, and the bones were squeezing. The knees were bent immediately, and the hard spine carried most of the force. A flash of sparks appeared where the pneumatic swords met, and then the sparks turned into small particles of molten iron that were expanded by high temperature, scattering and dripping. The standard pneumatic weapons could not find any advantage in front of customized weapons, and the materials and temperature were far apart.

There were melt marks on the sword, and the melt marks became slowly sinking. Even if extremely high-temperature-resistant materials were used as the main material of pneumatic weapons, it has to be admitted that there is indeed a gap between the two pneumatic weapons. The standard weapon has a temperature threshold, and once it exceeds it, it will gradually melt at high temperatures like ordinary steel.

Pressed by the huge force, almost squatting down, Cassia's body fell slightly back, and her tight hands could not push away the slender aura sword in front of her. Instead, under the squeeze of the two forces, the gap on the sword's body was rapidly expanding.

The moment before the break, Cassia's legs suddenly swelled out of raised muscles, and while jumping backwards, the broken blade was lifted up. The figure was blurred, but the blazing shadow speed was faster than Cassia. Her body reached the limit of twisting, and the afterimage left in place was still captured by the white shadow, and it passed down from her waist, and most of the sword body was directly underground. Theodore pulled out the pneumatic sword, and the rocks there were also ablated into lava, which cooled and solidified into black and green glazed matter after a few seconds.

"Don't treat me as the people in the ground force." Theodore touched his chest, the scales there were cut, and the flesh and blood became charred under the short high temperature. "So how do you hide in the next attack?"

Cassia stared at the front, but gasped violently on one hand. The broken aerodynamic sword was evaporating the temperature, and the bright red turned into dark red. The precision structure inside was destroyed, leaving only the sharpness and strength it had. It was already a little unsteady, and the smell of burnt rose from his legs. A long carbonized wound started from his waist and penetrated the upper half of his entire left leg. The blood was then rushing through the bonded coke material, and the muscles on the legs were almost cracked, almost hurting the bones. The hexagonal prism bound there was also cut off obliquely, and half fell on the ground.

The left leg could not exert force, and the pain directly paralyzed the nerves there, and other feelings were swallowed by countless electrical signals. Relying on supporting the body with the right foot, Cassia adjusted his breathing. He had to take out the other eight inhibitory tubes. He thought that the inside of his body seemed to be burning, and the steam transformed from sweat was vaguely evaporated. All the situations are too unfavorable, as if there was no chance and could not take the enemy's attack, but if one leg was lost, his flexibility was declared completely lost. The sword injury on the enemy's chest could not affect it at all. After the aerodynamic sword cooled down, destroying the black scales was just a delusion.

It took the risk to lose something, Cassia sighed in her heart. He was worried about the dozen or so signal flares just now. Perhaps it would attract other enemies, but in the end it would not be possible to survive.

Theodore's pneumatic sword closed at this time, and when the sound of rock shattering and cracking reached Cassia's ears, his figure condensed to the side of Cassia, and the slender sword body pulled out a huge arc.

"Dong--" Cassia directly grabbed the sword body with her hands, and the muscles rising up in her arms broke the combat uniform. The skin collapsed under the strength, revealing the muscles knotted together like steel ropes. The palms burned flames, and the flesh and blood there became fuel, and was ignited under the high temperature of the sword body. But it was blocked. The pain controlled the muscles on Cassia's face and became distorted and ferocious. The sound made him know the enemy's position a little in advance. The moment he blocked the attack, his other hand was already holding the pneumatic sword and stabbing the enemy's lower body.

It is certainly impossible to cut it, even if it is left with a scratch on it, it is impossible. But as a man, Cassia knows the sensitivity and ability to withstand pain, as long as the power can be passed over.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ah,,," the imagined pain scream appeared in the predicted node. Cassia still grabbed the slender aerodynamic sword body with one hand, preventing Theodore from pulling away. The other hand released the hilt of the sword and pulled out the revolver, stabbing the thick black gun barrel into the enemy's open mouth.

"Bongbongbong--" Flames spurted out from the enemy's mouth and nose, carrying a lot of blood mixed with pieces.

Cassia showed disappointment in her eyes, and her ability to endure pain matched the identity of Theodore. Her sharp teeth bit the barrel, and the tip of her teeth fell into it. Theodore deflected his head at the moment of firing, and three bullets only tear half of his face, splashing in the air with most of her teeth, revealing a snow-white bone on her face.

In anger and fear, Theodore punched Cassia. Cassia spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, her chest was sunken, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably. Instinct, Cassia hooked Theodore's knee with her right foot. He pulled his hand from the revolver, took out the hexagonal prism at the waist, and inserted it directly into the wound on Theodore's chest with her sharp cut cut.

Theodore also let go of the pneumatic sword at this time, and another punch hit Cassia again. Finally, he lost his strength. Cassia's body completely flew out, and blood was sprayed out of his mouth. His left hand became coke, and he also lost the ability to move. He released the grabbed sword body.

Theodore immediately pulled out the hexagram and threw it into a silver light to catch up with Cassia and inserted it on his right leg. After rolling on the ground several times, the mud and water dyed Cassia black.

I really wanted to lie down like this and never move. Cassia tried to open her eyes wide. The silver-white box and the second-generation holy sword that she had dropped not long ago had turned into a ghost in his eyes. Her body seemed to have lost all its strength, and she couldn't do it even with the final struggle. It might be a second or two, or a few seconds later, a cold torrent was transmitted from her right leg and instantly swept through his whole body. The heat was extinguished, and Cassia felt that her skin became tense and all the blood in her body was absorbed by something. In her vision, a layer of black scales pierced the skin with difficulty, bringing out fine blood beads, and emerged.

The sound of heavy footsteps from behind came, and Cassia turned her head to look over. Theodor's face was twisted, and half of the shattered face was still bleeding, but the color turned into a dull red-green. For some reason, a large area of ​​scales on his chest fell off, the skin disintegrated, and the exposed flesh was melting, and blood oozing down his legs. The steps swayed, Theodor walked forward step by step, leaving a string of bloody footprints. He picked up the slender aura sword on the ground and rushed towards Cassia.

"Ah,,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,a,a,a," a dull roar came out from his throat. Cassia supported his body with his head against the ground and climbed forward. He grabbed the second-generation holy sword and stood upright, dragging the sword with his left arm. With an unknown roar, he used all the power brought by the scale state and turned around and poked behind him.

Without any sound, the silver-white sword body penetrated through Theodore's body as if it had pierced the air. At the same time, a bright and scorching sword body also pierced through Cassia's body without accident.

"Crack--" Theodore's face showed a bloody crazy smile. He turned the switch, and the pneumatic sword body spread out, and the blazing white light burst into Cassia's body.

"Haha,,," the unrestrained laughter then turned into the common roar of the two. Cassia and Theodore raised their weapons up at the same time.

"Swish,,," With a crisp sound of cutting through the flesh and blood, Theodore's body separated from his left shoulder, the anger and distorted smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes suddenly lost all the glory. What was left inside might never be known. His hands loosened the hilt of the sword, half of his body broke, and his body fell heavily. Only the aerial sword stuck by Cassia's bones was still exerting its remaining heat.

Cassia then fell to the ground, tremblingly pulling out the pneumatic sword with his hand, and several mouthfuls of blood were overflowing from his mouth.

"It's finally over?" He thought this way, his body was shaking and collapsed at any time. He didn't know when the surroundings became extremely quiet, and everything disappeared. He could only hear his breathing like breathing. A greater sense of danger spread throughout his body at this time. When he woke up, his body instinctively shifted about ten centimeters to the side. A dark red sword body had already pierced his lungs, revealing a long sword tip from his chest.
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