Super Seminary Angel Binghua

Looking at the six Binghuas across from them who looked the same and couldn't see the slightest difference, Bo Hehua swung his cross sword and lowered his body and spoke disdainfully.

"King of Heavenly Sword, you can also do these tricks to deceive ordinary angels. Don't think that a mere phantom can have an impact on the battle between us!"

Although Bo Hehua's tone was disdainful, the way he addressed Binghua Heavenly Sword King in his words revealed that he did not ignore Binghua.

After all, Binghua's deeds are there. Whether it is the name of killing in the war between the Skull galaxy and the Saar galaxy, or the record of killing Sumari and cutting off Hua Ye's arm, it shows that Binghua is not as good as ordinary female angels. So delicate, and the fight just now proved this.

Hearing this, Binghua didn't rush to explain. He raised the main sword in his hand, Seven Kills, and pointed it at Bo Hehua. At the same time, other Binghua around him also raised the same Sword of Destiny in their hands, but their attack movements were different. Are not the same.

The next moment, six Ice Flowers rushed out at the same time. Some spread their wings and leaped into the air to dive and slash, some leaned forward and sprinted at high speed, while others raised their swords and charged forward.

Bo Hehua held the cross sword with both hands, and the burning orange dark energy emerged from the sword and struck in front of him.

The burning orange light separated from the sword and flew out into the air, but it was easily avoided by the rushing ice flowers.

Bo Hehua was not surprised. This was to test the reality of these phantoms. If there were phantoms that couldn't dodge, they wouldn't even pay attention to them.

The gene engine carried in the body of the male angel god is fully activated, and the huge dark energy is converted into the real world, showing dense burning orange energy that distorts the space.

Now, Bo Hehua was holding a cross sword that seemed to have a thick orange halo and rushed towards Binghua, dragging out a long optical afterimage that was gradually fading in the air behind him.

During the charge, Bo and Hua carefully distinguished each other and found that it was impossible to tell that it was Binghua's true form, so they randomly selected one of the six charging Binghuas and raised their swords to chop.

The air was split easily like water waves, but Binghua, who was slashed from the shoulder by the cross sword in Bo Hehua's hand, did not change his expression and continued to slash with his sword.

Bo Hehua instantly understood that he was hitting a phantom, and then he prepared to turn around and attack the other five Binghua who had surrounded him at this moment.

Suddenly there was a sharp cutting sound, and Bo Hehua felt a pain in his back. He quickly leaned forward to minimize the damage to his back, and at the same time, a question mark appeared in his mind.

Isn't that the phantom of Bing Hua behind? How could it be possible to attack yourself!

Although he had such doubts in his mind, Kebo and Hua still made the most basic response of a warrior, bending down and turning around with a sword.

The sword body, wrapped with highly concentrated dark energy, cut across the abdomen of the Bing Hua behind him and cut him in half. However, there was no blood splatter as expected. The light at the wound where he was cut in half returned to its original state the next moment.

At this time, Binghua's attacks from other directions also arrived. Bo Hehua could only hide his doubts in his heart for the time being and start dodging the attacks.

But something surprising happened to him the next moment. He clearly dodged Binghua's slashing sword, but he always had cuts of varying shades of wounds on his body for no apparent reason.

Bo Hehua's counterattacks always hit disembodied phantoms, just like a peerless swordsman who obtained a peerless magic weapon and was trapped on an isolated island, with no use for his abilities.

If converted to Binghua's perspective, Bo Hehua should be able to understand what is happening at this moment. Binghua is hidden in the real-time virtual projections around him, attacking from time to time, looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

The five projected ice flowers surrounding Bo Hehua were actually not pure projections without entities. There was a handleless silver sword in each projected ice flower.

Whenever the projected ice flower attacks, these handleless silver swords in the projection will also attack at the same time.

Because this was the first time Bo Hehua had seen this tactic of projecting hidden swords, and because he had no ability to distinguish energy and detect it, he was at an absolute disadvantage for a while, as if six Ice Flowers were besieging them with swords. He usually had several wounds on his body in just a moment, and his defense was full of holes due to the interference of the projection attack.

The remaining four male angels who were watching the battle not far away were also a little shocked at this scene. Bo and Hua were the new commanders of the Imperial Guard, and they were the only generation of male angels with divine bodies among them.

If Lian Bo and Hua were defeated, then their four angels would definitely not be Bing Hua's opponent.

Bo Hehua's Hengjian blocked the attack from the projected Binghua. After a few times, he had gotten used to it. The next moment, the king sword in Binghua's hand should pass through the cross sword that he blocked if nothing unexpected happened.

There was a crisp sound, and Bo Hehua opened his eyes wide, because the long sword he blocked actually touched the entity.

An idea suddenly emerged in his mind, the entity in front of him must be Bing Hua.

"I found you, Heavenly Sword King!"

Bo Hehua's spirits instantly increased, and he waved his sword-holding hand forward to deflect the king's sword struck by Binghua in front of him.

The next moment he drew his sword and turned around, it was an extremely sharp thrust. A faint burning orange light representing dark energy even appeared on the sword.

At the right time, Wang Jian was pushed away by Bo Hehua with his sword, and a slight look of panic appeared on his face. The attacks of other Ice Flowers around him also showed signs of speeding up, as if they wanted to force him to give up the attack. generally.

This undoubtedly aggravated Bo Hehua's suspicions, so the thrust without any force suddenly sped up a bit.

The next moment, the cross sword penetrated the chest of Bing Hua, who showed a look of panic, and a silver sword blade emerged from behind.

The confidence on Bo Hehua's face froze at this moment, and his heart felt cold, because there was no real feeling of hitting an object from the cross sword in his hand.

Bo Hehua even thought for a time that he had an illusion, but he had felt the feeling of a weapon penetrating his body countless times before, and there was no way he could go wrong.

'Why? Why doesn't the sword feel like it's hitting an entity? ’

While Bo Hehua was still thinking about this, a series of popping sounds were heard, accompanied by a splash of bright red liquid.

Tick ​​tock!

Bright red blood drops dripped on the floor, as if boiling, and gradually dissipated in the air without leaving any traces on the ground.

Bo Hehua looked at the four silver blood-stained sword blades coming out of his chest. He opened his eyes wide and roared, turning around and slashing out with his sword, but there was nothing in it.

But at this moment, Bo Hehua only felt pain in his knees, as if he had been kicked hard, and he subconsciously bent his knees and half-knelt on the ground.

At some point, among the four projected ice flowers behind Bo Hehua, the real ice flower also appeared there. At this moment, he was raising the main sword Tianming in his hand, aiming at Bo Hehua's spine and pressing down heavily.

Bo Hehua suddenly opened his mouth and screamed. A silver sword that was twice as wide as the previous four silver swords that penetrated his body penetrated his spine, penetrated his chest, and drove into the ground.

Binghua did not choose to walk up to Bo Hehua to explain to him the reason for his failure. Without even a moment of pause, Binghua reached out and took out the flaming sword that he had not used for a long time.

The dark energy drive was activated, and the flaming sword, whose blade turned red, was swung down by Binghua's neck without hesitation towards Bo Hehua, who had his back turned to him and was nailed to the ground by destiny in a prone position.

Blood spattered, and Bo Hehua's headless body fell to the ground with a plop. Bo Hehua, the newly appointed commander of the Imperial Guard, did not even leave any special impression on Binghua's mind, and he died on the spot.