Apocalypse Magician

In the battle formation, the sword energy of the seven knights swept across like a violent storm, as if blending into the biting cold wind, everywhere. Li Xingkong's sword walks with him, and the shadows of the sword are like snowflakes dancing in the wind. Its trajectory is unpredictable, like a small boat shuttled in the huge waves, sometimes being submerged, sometimes emerging from the water, riding the waves, but never capsize.

At the same time, the two magic elements of Feng Shui were dancing unwillingly. Taking advantage of the environment, Li Xingkong's magic attacks emerged one after another. Several tornadoes raged in the battle formation, radiating out wind blades that were dizzying and difficult to deal with. The flying snow in the sky seemed to have come to life, condensing into a white streak and flying in the air, like a giant dragon tearing through the Qiyao battle formation.

Relying on his superb martial arts skills and understanding of the Qiyao battle formation, Li Xingkong became more and more courageous as he opened and closed his sword. The tornado that swept through the battle formation firmly occupied several key positions, making the seven great knights Losing care for each other, the formation became increasingly chaotic and gradually fell to the edge of collapse.

Li Xingkong, who had the upper hand, aimed at the weakest one among the seven, and launched fierce attacks. The sharp sword light cut through icy arcs, gradually forcing that person into a desperate situation.

The air filled with water magic seemed to have a frozen heaviness. Every time the seven knights swung their swords, they felt that the swords in their hands became heavier. They were too busy to care for themselves, so naturally they were unable to pass through the blockade of wind magic. Go to the aid of others.

However, when Li Xingkong was about to swing his last sword to break the formation, he saw several sword lights rising into the sky. The six great knights, who were unable to support their companions, had no choice but to help Li Xingkong, and finally unanimously targeted Luo Yingxue. .

The sword energy struck the outer layer of earth element defensive magic, and the dim earth element light trembled violently, but did not dissipate after all. The scattered wind blew across Li Xingkong's cheek, leaving a trace of a sneer.

Li Xingkong had long expected that Ling Henian was so ruthless and ruthless. As his subordinate, he would definitely not talk about fair duels. When the victory was in hand, he might be hypocritical and sanctimonious, but once he was defeated, he would definitely resort to all possible means. , resorting to some despicable means.

Although he was very confident in his defensive magic, the opponent was not weak after all. Li Xingkong did not dare to risk Luo Yingxue's safety, so he had to temporarily give up the target in front of him and quickly protect Luo Yingxue. At the same time, black flames flashed past. Attack one of them.

However, after all, the church was not ignorant of the characteristics of black fire. When faced with the black flames, the great knight did not confront the black flames head-on, but did not completely dodge. 100% of the sword energy converged on the sword body and struck sideways with powerful force. Blackfire, successfully pushed it in other directions.

The black flames burned everything, instantly passing through the wind wall and entering the attack and defense range of another great knight in the formation.

The seven of them had teamed up against the enemy many times before and had already cooperated tacitly. The man immediately knew the intentions of his comrades, so he followed suit. After several twists and turns, the black fire was finally reflected in front of Luo Yingxue.

Li Xingkong couldn't help but turn pale with shock. There was no way he could allow Luo Yingxue to make any mistakes, so he had no choice but to fly towards him with his sword and intercept the black fire with the blade of his sword. He would not hesitate to damage the Emperor's Divine Sword, which he had always taken advantage of.

The next moment, the black fire scattered into sparks and flew away. Li Xingkong looked at the Emperor's Divine Sword in surprise. The sword body that resisted the black fire did not leave any trace of damage. This was something that even the Seven Star Sword might not be able to do. , the Emperor's Divine Sword, which had no sword energy or magical power of its own, could actually do this, which made Li Xingkong look at it with admiration.

"How can you be considered a hero if you avoid the strong and bully the weak?" Li Xingkong protected Luo Yingxue behind him. His cold eyes swept over the crowd, and a strong anger surged into his heart. "Despicable and shameless, you are in vain to be the great knight of the church!"

However, none of the seven knights answered Li Xingkong's question. They just waved their swords one after another, with the target still being Luo Yingxue. Perhaps this was their response.

Li Xingkong raised his sword at an angle, and the black flame rekindled and turned into a thread burning on the edge of the sword. Every sword energy he swung out was mixed with the destructive power of black fire, and it was far more powerful than before.

After several battles, most of the magical weapons in the hands of the major knights were burned by black fire and turned into scrap metal.

Snowflakes were flying in the cold wind, sweeping across the sky in an irregular manner, and the two magical elements of Feng Shui were violently beating like boiling water vapor, as if everything had reached its limit.

Li Xingkong jumped up in the air, his figure floated, and the tip of the sword traced an arc-shaped trajectory in a full circle. The fierce sword energy rushed away like a stormy sea. The snow on the ground rose one after another, accompanied by the snowflakes flying in the air. Fly into the sky together.

This earth-shattering sword seemed to imprison time and space. In the horrified eyes of people, the sword energy burning with black flames rushed like a sea tide, making people feel deep despair.

This is the move that Li Xingkong mastered when Feng Moxing taught him the Sword Intent Realm. Even now, he still doesn’t know that the real name of these magical moves is the famous stunt of the Martial God lineage, Xuanyuan Dang Demon Slash!

A sense of oppression as heavy as a mountain brought irresistible suffocation. The seven knights' dull eyes revealed fear and powerlessness. The sword energy that struck them quickly and the momentum that bloomed in an instant were far beyond what they could bear. range.

At this moment, the seven people invariably felt the vastness of the world and their own insignificance, as if they were facing the judgment from the Emperor and the Empress. It was impossible for them to withstand it with just human power. In desperation, they could only numbly hold the sword to protect them. In order to protect yourself.

The tyrannical forces collided with each other, making several roars and forming a continuous sound. As the power spread, the snowflakes danced chaotically, blocking everyone's sight.

When the dust settled, Li Xingkong stood in front of Luo Yingxue with one sword and one man. The seven knights around him fell to the ground and vomited blood. The weakest one was even seriously injured and fell into coma, completely losing his ability to fight.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

"Since you have lost, you should all get out of the way." Li Xingkong and Luo Yingxue slowly retreated, still not letting down their guard.

"As a felon who escaped from prison and was caught by me, are you still trying to escape?" Ling Henian shouted angrily, earth magic was deployed, and copper and iron walls rose from the ground, blocking the way of the two of them.

"The dignified Archbishop of the Supreme City, don't you even want your credibility?" Li Xingkong glared angrily. He still had a glimmer of hope. As the second most important person in the Holy Mountain Church, Ling Henian had to maintain his identity, but the result was that he had no bottom line. .

"They are the ones who promised to let you go. I didn't promise anything." Ling Henian snorted coldly and glanced at the seven knights who were all injured, "A bunch of losers!"

"Region of the sky, crack the earth!" Li Xingkong saw that the situation was not good, and immediately used the forbidden earth domain in space magic. At the same time, he swung a sword and hit the earth wall blocking the retreat, trying to prevent the earth wall's defensive power from being affected by the space magic. When the influence weakens, defeat it in one fell swoop.

The sword energy spread across the wind and snow in the sky, and the earthen wall collapsed. However, Li Xingkong also spurted out a mouthful of blood, leaving dots of bright red on the snow.

The huge backlash brought about by suppressing the high-level holy magic hit his heart like a giant hammer, his internal organs trembled violently, and the earth magic elements were stirring uncontrollably, as if they were about to tear Li Xingkong's body into pieces.

Although Ling Henian was surprised at why his magic had been weakened so much, he also relied on decades of rich experience against the enemy to clearly see that the opponent had also suffered huge damage.

So, without giving Li Xingkong any chance to breathe, Ling Henian's sleeves flew up and fierce attacks came one after another. The earth magic elements condensed crazily. The earth seemed to be overturned. The soil broke through the white snow cover and flew into the sky. They gathered into a small mountain, and together with countless huge rocks around them, they all fell towards Li Xingkong.

Li Xingkong gritted his teeth and held on to the Forbidden Territory. Otherwise, with his meager strength, he would not be able to withstand the attack of holy magic. As expected, the five levels of strength between the upper level saint level and the lower level great magister and great swordsman. The gap cannot be made up by so-called skills or black fire.

Huge boulders fell in mid-air. Even though their power was somewhat reduced, they still had the power of a great magician. Li Xingkong, who could not bear the burden of space magic, felt as if the sound of wind and thunder vibrated in his ears every time he blocked a blow, and his whole body felt like an electric shock. Like falling into numbness.

When Ling Henian's attack came to an end, Li Xingkong finally reached his limit. He knelt on the ground with one knee, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the Emperor's Divine Sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the soil, supporting his body without completely falling. The space magic It has long since dissipated invisible.