I am a stubborn person and work for the evil god to fight against female prostitution.

I carefully tucked the crystal into my arms and unsheathed my sword from behind my back.

"Okay, come on. And

hooked her fingers defiantly.

Finally, I finally got to the part I was familiar with.

That's right, it's good just like that, but that's how it can be understood.

The fist is more powerful than any speech, there is no doubt about it, who can doubt this?

In the next second, the sword light was like a waterfall, and the brilliant brilliance swept through like lightning.

If I want to evaluate,

I want to use the word chic.

That's right, chic, freehand, and inviolable.

The slash that condenses the hellish training of genius day after day makes those who see it can't help but stop breathing.

She licked her lips, the cold light flashed in her eyes, her figure suddenly became blurred, and in the clear light cast from the ceiling, her thumb was topped, and the snow-bright blade suddenly came out of the sheath!

It seems that he is full of flaws, and he can break the move with a simple attack and slash, but the battle experience of the demon king is like an alarm clock in his brain at this time.

No

, it's wrong, it's false, it's a misjudgment!

If you really do that, you'll be cut in two like an earthworm at once.

You can't block the erratic blade, so you can't sit still.

However, if you rush forward, you will definitely die, even if your absolute speed is faster than Aisarina, you will not have a chance.

Because there will be flaws, because there will be undefensible positions, because there will be weaknesses that will be exposed to the other side.

It's a trivial matter that doesn't matter if you change to someone else, just build up a big enough advantage before the weakness is broken.

A fleeting weakness may not be captured even in a safe practice battle, not to mention this decisive battle on the line of life and death?

But any swordsman with a normal mind will not have too much attachment to this, because it takes too much effort, and it is impossible to determine whether the weakness is a false move that the other party has taken the initiative to release

, if it is caught, it can end the battle, but if it is not caught, the gains outweigh the losses, and the determined swordsmen will not hesitate too much in the face of the ethereal so-called opportunity.

But Ai Sarina is different.

Sharp as a beast grasping at weakness, no, a hundred times stronger than that.

Almost instinctively, it pierces through the opponent's dead hole.

In the case that the gap in hard power is not large, it is necessary to be cautious when making enemies with her.

But the slightest negligence is dead.

Even mistakes that are not considered mistakes at all under ordinary circumstances will be caught.

And then the fight is over with one move!

I've learned this many times, and I know how to win.

Attack against attack! Leave no room for

error! Sonorous and sonorous

! The crisp sound of the clash of gold and iron! The

two purest colors dance in the air, and the sword light and sword shadow are criss-crossed, and the awe-inspiring and ferocious madness is duel with the cold sharp energy of reason.

The magic power of opposite nature, condensed at the junction of the blades, exploded the moment they met, and the swordsmen who confronted each other did not pause in the slightest, but instead used this momentum to swing the next sword.

The phantom's eyes became sharper and sharper, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but gradually rise, as if he had also experienced the ultimate pleasure of life and death in this battle beyond the limit.

It's really like Ai Salina.

It's really a life-and-death duel with her!

Although I usually like to pretend to be serious and follow the rules, it's not that I don't like to fight, but on the contrary, it's an unimaginable love.

Indulge in it when necessary.,Such a battle maniac side is no different from a real person.。

It's just that I don't know whether to love or avoid, and she never wants to go all out when she talks to me.

This is a rare opportunity, I will not spare my hand!

"Come again!" The

upper left diagonal cut, when the chest stabbed, aimed at the thigh, was defended and then hooked to the neck, out of the sword like a whimsical antelope hanging horns, no trace to be found.

However, every move and style is aimed at the weakness, forcing me to constantly change my moves, but if I slow down the slightest, I will fall into an absolute disadvantage

, "Come again!"

stepped on the left side to avoid the straight downward slash, and struck her sword hilt with his wrist, taking the opportunity to take advantage of the situation to get in front of the phantom, and burrowed into his arms.

My

left shoulder was pierced, and my left arm was directly unconscious, but I finally got my wish and threw her down, endured the severe pain that made her tremble, and pressed her lower abdomen with my right hand.

"Win!"

The cold light was biting, and the phantom Aisarina seemed to sense something, and immediately countered.

But, it's too late....

Before she could stab me in the throat with a sword, the black flames of the fierce will to win were already blazing

! nothing was burning, symbolizing absolute destruction

! Boom! Instantly

the phantom was burned to ashes, and I felt to my neck in a daze, where blood was already flowing.

Just a little bit....

At the same time, I was afraid for a while.

As for the informant, the phantom didn't know anything about Black Flame, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find a chance to get close just now.

The process is also quite dangerous in nature, if it is half a point late, it is my loss...

I raised my left hand and attached the black flame to the wound while reversing the magic.

The skin heals, the bleeding stops, and the skin is restored as if stepping back in time.

The newly acquired self-healing ability should also be taken into account, and if there is no reliance on the whole body, exchanging injuries for injuries will become a crazy gamble, and I will never do it.

No, wouldn't?

Well, not really.

In short, the battle is over, a pleasing victory.

"My benefactor, you're doing pretty well this time!" even

the goddess rarely exclaimed.

"Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result was good. Moreover, I have to mention that the figure facing off just now is very manly!

" "Is it

handsome?" "Very handsome. "

Really

handsome?" "Very handsome!" she

nodded, assured.

"Oh, there's really no way, girls will fall hopelessly in love, a man like me who is like the wind, I can't help but recall the days when I fought in the reed city. "

Reeda Castle... "

Xiao Porcelain seems to be completely speechless about me who is about to play with me when I have the opportunity.

"By the way, it's okay to use the black flame just now, right?"

"Well, it's already called skilled, and the god doesn't ask too much in terms of skills, because it's more about comprehension.

"No, I'm not asking how the skills are, it's just... Isn't it true that Black Flame is very powerful? If it is hit head-on, wouldn't it be the phantom of Aisarina

?" "Isn't it completely erased?"

I want to ask.

And when I thought of this, my heart immediately became heavy.

However, the goddess did not care.

"It turned out that I was worried about the survival of the phantom, what a superfluous move!

Really, after all, it was just a phantom, an imitation, just a flashback of the spirit in the past, which never existed, so how can we talk about 'erasing'?"

I remembered the conversation, laughter and touch not long ago, and it seemed to be real and illusory, still in front of me.

Also, she belongs to the past of nothingness that has long passed, and the fate lines are only intertwined, and the encounter with me is just an accident, and in the blink of an eye, they go their separate ways.

No, an apparition like that has no future to speak of, but just repeats the known life, which is more appropriate than a victory rather than a victory.

"And you humans are really interesting, always remembering the 'past' that is difficult to trace, but ignoring the 'present' that is within reach

?" "What do you mean?"

"Cherish the person in front of you!" "Cherish the person in front

of you!"

It's just a few simple words, but it's undoubtedly the right solution.

Nostalgia for the past is only the surface, but what is really hidden in its core...

"It's missing. "

I said to myself.