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An overwhelming sword light appeared, although Alamir did not face the earth-shattering sword of the warrior named Qianshan head-on.However, the remaining sword light of Alamir also brought a lot of trouble to Alamir.

So Alamir held his breath and concentrated, and then drew his sword.

Bang - the invisible and qualityless sword light met the sword, and it made a fierce sound of gold and iron. The protective aura outside the body was broken, and it was as fierce as the sword aura coming from hell. The wound that almost cut it in two appeared.

Blood with a faint smell of rust was scattered on the ground. As the blood rain fell, Alamire could see clearly that the swordsman opposite was wearing a white kimono. Under the strong influence of the dark light of the black sun and the gray mist, , a dark red color like dried blood will appear, and his exposed neck has complicated tattoos.

The reason why Alamir was still observing the color of Qianshan's kimono and the tattoos on his chest with such interest was not because he was on his deathbed and focused on some strange places.

But because it was the one who was injured, not him.

The rain of blood that splashed in front of him just now seemed to be attracted, and slowly flowed back into Baitula's body that was almost cut in half. The huge wound still grew granulation, and it was closed visibly to the naked eye.

In just a few minutes, Baitula's huge wound had healed, and apart from her torn clothes, nothing seemed to be abnormal.

Of course, there were still some abnormalities. Baitulla, who was in full bloom, slumped to the ground in a very ambiguous posture, and seemed to be unable to stand up again.

The sword's light was like breaking a silver bottle, releasing mercury to the ground. Although the main target of the sword was La Lame, at the same time, Master Silent, Alamir and Baitula were all attacked by the sword's light.

Alamil raised his sword to meet the attack, and Master Silence easily defused it, but Baitula, she had already dodged the blow, but because of a sword attack from the side, she was almost disemboweled.

Of course, Alamir also felt a little guilty, because the sword was originally aimed at him, and he was prepared to deal with it, but Baitula blocked it for him.

Unexpectedly, this Baitula was really rational enough, because if Alamir died, her soul would be destroyed, so she just bet that her body could withstand this sword light.

From her point of view, this is also the method to maximize her current interests. As long as the soul is not destroyed by sunlight and water, or the soul is destroyed, vampires are almost unkillable.

Plop, plop, with the sound of flesh falling to the ground, blood rained all over the sky, and a strong smell of rust appeared in the air.

Alamir heard four sounds of bodies falling to the ground. Right in front of the old lame, blood began to flow out strangely in the air. As the blood flowed and covered, the bodies of the invisible lurkers that had been hidden seemed to be manifested.

Those invisible lurkers are relatively thin, but their lower limbs are thick. If they were not covered in blood, their outlines would not be visible even if they were just killed. Just their outlines reminded Alamil of the original bloody figure. In the circus, the demon dwarf was skinned alive by the demons he had allowed, and his soul was still undergoing endless torture in the soul prism, and the demon dwarf - Yuetong, was wailing in pain every day.

Having just endured Qian Shan's blow head-on, the old lame man was still handsome and handsome, but there was already four spaces in front of him, and he suddenly started to bleed.

These four spaces are located directly in front of Qianshan, to the side and to the right rear, and seem to be a faint encirclement.

Sure enough... Alamir finally understood eighty-nine points. This "field" of Qianshan seemed to be following the path of Wanjian. Within the scope of his field, not only his His sword skills will be strengthened, and his sword can be divided into sword lights to attack all enemies in the field.

"Sword intention? The heart of the sword is really radiating light, and the green fruit is really coveted... It's a pity, it's a pity." Qianshan looked at Alamir's sword and said, "Can With such a royal swordsman, your style must come from a respectable swordsman."

Sword heart: The so-called sword heart is transparent. A skilled swordsman has a wonderful connection with the sword. The swordsman's views on the sword are also reflected by the sword heart. In specific battles, the swordsman's view of the sword is reflected in the sword's heart. Due to its specific adaptability, if one's ability is used with other weapons, it can only be used to [-]% effect, but if one uses a sword, one can often exert more than [-]% of one's strength.

Whether or not you can form your own sword heart is the key to whether swordsmen like Qianshan and Alamir can become stronger.

"Sorry, you will definitely die by my sword today." Facing a high-level powerful enemy, Alamir held the sword flower in his arms, then pointed the sword tip down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and bowed.

"Hahaha, what an unforgettable memory... I never thought that I would be able to see the Xianglong Empire's ancient sword ceremony again in this life." The swordsman named Qianshan put away his sword and faced Ala Mir bowed.

"The intermittent light of the flowing fireflies, one light and one extinguishment, is so lonely." The swordsman named Qian Shan recited in a high-pitched voice.

Then, a puff of blood dripped out of thin air not far away from him, once again proving the futility of the old lame sneak attack strategy.

"It's useless. You can't escape from my Thousand Blades Prison..." Qianshan slowly drew his knife, "Wait until I execute him with the Thousand Blades Punishment, I allow you to have a fair challenge with me..." Looking at the style of the long sword in Alamir's hand, Qianshan drew the sword, shook his clothes, and then slowly drew the sword towards the old lame man.

"If you die in the aftermath of the battle between me and him, it can only be said that your talents are insufficient and you can only be regarded as an ant, not a hero!" After saying that, various evil ghosts appeared behind Qianshan, and he turned into a The stream of light rushed directly towards the old lame man.

"Mingjing Yinliu·Ye Qiehe!!" This time, Qianshan did not choose to use the sword. Instead, he chose to get close and slash diagonally from left to right. The lightning and flint were already slashing down.

Poof - the old cripple couldn't dodge, and the clothes on his chest were torn, revealing the plate armor inside. Then the thing that looked like an oak staff in his hand collided with the long knife, revealing the true appearance inside - a top with a There is a scepter like a pumpkin under the sharp spear head!

However, this knife killed another invisible lurker beside the old lame man.

"This knife is given to you for your junior brother who failed to complete the mission and was turned into a candle by you!"

"Thousands of mountains flow·Dragon tooth!" There were a few more streams of light, puff puff - several more invisible lurkers were killed, and half of the old lame's ears were cut off.

"Ryuya Four Strikes, do you remember? My junior sister Yunzi was brainwashed by you and signed a devil-like contract with you. She had to serve your guests. As a result, she was played to death by those four beasts that night. , her eyes were gouged out, her hands were cut off, and she was no longer human when she was sent back. Now this four-stroke combo of dragon teeth is what she gave to you!!"

Crash--as soon as he finished speaking, the old cripple's body began to spurt out blood, as if it had been struck by a dozen blades.At this time, his whole body looked like a gourd of blood, but there was a cold and cruel look on his face.

"Haha, are there no invisible lurkers?" Qianshan's figure appeared from the thick fog on one side. He shook it lightly, and the blood on the sharp blade was thrown away. "Originally, I thought I would never be able to take revenge in this life. , but thanks to my Lord’s Black Prison, you who were originally close to being a legend were pushed down to level 14, giving me the opportunity to kill you. Now, I will use my last sword to send you to where you should go.”

The old cripple didn't say anything, but just kept to himself and held the scepter in his hand tightly!

"Qianshan Flow·Thousand Blades and other living prisons!" A strange, bloody and cruel aura rose from Qianshan. Just behind him, an illusory door was opened, and countless evil ghosts appeared to fight each other with the most cruel methods. , and then resurrected again after suffering a lot of pain and started fighting each other again.

It's very much like the scene of the Dark Sun in the Dark Prison.

Waiting for the living prison, the first of the eight hells in the legend of the Ying Kingdom, many people in hell gathered together and were tortured by various instruments of torture one after another, causing them to fall to the ground in despair. Then they came back to life as before and suffered the same pain again.

Endless.

"Back then, I was deceived by you. Not only did I lose my lover, but I also became your tool. If I hadn't absorbed Yunzi's soul with a knife, I wouldn't have been able to escape your control and become your invisible lurker. I'm looking for you everywhere. The power wanted revenge, but I ended up becoming the Puppet of the Dark Sun after entering the Black Hell Trial. Unexpectedly, because I felt the process of the Puppet of the Dark Sun from death to life, I understood the meaning of Thousand Blades Waiting for Life, and stepped into the high-level , What’s even more gratifying is that my Lord finally gave me a chance to take revenge, Yonas Sardin, as an evil ghost who should have gone to hell long ago, I came out to take revenge today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman named Qian Shan became more powerful. Around him, countless scimitars, hook knives, and long knives began to appear, like entities.

These blades were collected from the puppets of the dark sun that he killed!

"What kind of karma arises in that place of living hell? If that bhikkhu sees, hears, knows, or sees with his divine eyes, if there are many killings and joyful deeds, this karma is common, the killing karma is the ultimate, and the harmony is corresponding, and he falls into the living hell. The karma of killing is upper, middle and lower. , Suffering in hell is also up, middle and down..." Just behind Qianshan, the ghost Buddha became clearer, and there were hook knives, vajra pestles, and meat saws on the originally empty arms. Waiting for the torture device, he started chanting.

"Give it to me, die!" Qianshan's voice came from all directions, and instruments of torture made of various blades, composed of sword lights, rushed toward everyone.

"Dear Master! You are indeed worthy of respect!" At this time, the first one to move was Master Silence. At this time, his body exuded a strange force field. He actually came to the old lame body and blocked the outside. Daomang.

"Don't look, I am the scythe of the life-stealer. Don't listen, I am the words of Cyric. Don't speak, I am the flame of the dark sun..." Following the old lame man's prayer, a An extremely evil, chaotic, twisted and vicious force began to emerge.

The power of Cyric! ! !

What's even more terrifying is that the corpses of the invisible lurkers who were killed had a dark glow of blood. If you look at it from a high place, you will find that the seven dead invisible lurkers, The positions of their bodies formed a strange formation with seven corners.

The center of the strange formation is where La Lame and the Silent Master are standing in front!

Soon, the strange dark blood light turned into chains, not only sealing the gate of the waiting prison behind Qianshan, but also locking many sword lights in mid-air, preventing them from getting closer.

"The Secret of the Ten Pillars, the Binding of Parr!!" The old lame took out a handful of grains, a bottle of poison, and then he took out a scimitar, gouged out one of his own eyeballs, and then shouted loudly praying.

A demonic shadow with a human head as the center, toad heads and cat heads on the left and right, and a body and legs connected as one appeared. Then, dark red blood chains tightly locked the three people, and then, evil flames erupted from the demonic god. It spurted out from the mouth, along the chain, and sprayed directly towards Qianshan and the Master of Silence in the center.

Bang - Master Silence suddenly and mysteriously disappeared on the spot.