I formed the strongest swordsman group

The beating sword light.

Messy moon shadow.

Oncoming storm.

Dust waves flying high.

Moving left and right, the mighty sword shines.

Offense and defense are constantly alternating.

The creaking sound of tatami mats crumbling.

The sword marks all around erode and destroy everything.

Show power beyond common sense everywhere.

The ogre spread his arms.

A dazzling silver light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The impact that shocked the atmosphere poured down.

The sword is pressing close.

Angry King Kong quietly placed the knife in front of his body, unleashing a no-nonsense offensive.

The impact and clang resounded through the world!

Power, sword light, and murderous aura dance between the two of them!

Attacking, defending, charging, colliding, fighting... On the resplendent Qingshui Tower, filled with the vast moonlight between heaven and earth, people and knives are constantly running, jumping, and shining.

Downstairs, there were repeated "squeaks" of the overwhelmed beams, and the dust fell down.

The short roar, heavy panting, dull footsteps, and the friction of sharp blades make people clearly feel the fierce collision between two heroic lives.

This is no longer an occasion where ordinary people can intervene.

This is a fight to the death between monsters!

Sometimes they rushed towards each other, sometimes they pulled their feet apart; sometimes they ran fast, and sometimes stood still.

Sometimes they are like the mist in the morning light, flickering and disappearing. At this moment, they are still facing each other at a distance, and the next moment they have disappeared into the darkness. When they are seen again, they are fighting together again; The thunder that falls from the sky will stop if it does not sing, and it will shake the nine heavens when it sings!

This battle is no longer a one-sided "suppress and be suppressed", but a real "evenly matched".

They are really like two monsters, circling, colliding, and confronting tirelessly, showing their sharp teeth and claws, each biting and hitting each other, and the bright blood foam flying around melts into the misty moonlight.

The fragility of life is fully displayed at this moment.

Their physical strength and vitality were cut off bit by bit by the sharp blade.

Anyone can win.

Anyone can die.

In this ever-changing Shura battlefield, anything can happen.

Only the fight without hesitation remains unchanged.

Only the indomitable will remains the same!

...

Qingdeng stepped forward, raised his upper right, and used the cassock chop, slashing Luo Sha's shoulder.

Luo Sha leaped away—his footsteps of his backward leap concealed the posture of the next move.

But in the blink of an eye, he changed from dodging to attacking, pointing at Qing Deng's face in a blue-eyed pattern, and then sweeping Qing Deng's chest horizontally with the momentum of wind and clouds.

Between the lightning and the flint, I saw two magnificent purple lights flashing in the air.

clang!

clang!

Qingdeng's first knife deflected Luo Sha's attack, and the second knife hit Luo Sha's neck heavily.

The thunderous power and the swift speed of the blade made the opponents couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

However, the speed of Luo Sha's return to defense was unbelievably fast.

Changyang Zhengzong in his palm turned back in front of him in an instant like a teleportation, blocking Qingdeng's slash with ease.

The attack he was quite confident in failed...Qingdeng was not discouraged by this, but immediately launched a pursuit.

He turned slightly, changed his stance, protruded his left shoulder slantly, changed to the lower right stance, and then leaned forward and slashed at Luo Sha with the feet sticking to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Vairocana's blade reached Rakshasa's eyes.

Luo Sha unhurriedly swung the saber in his palm from bottom to top, like a broken bamboo.

Although it broke Vairocana, Qingdeng's blow was too swift and fierce, and the back of Luo Sha's left hand was scratched, and blood flowed out.

As if being scalded by boiling water, Raksha jumped away and pulled out the gap - it was just a matter of an instant.

A moment later, the two fought hand to hand again.

Raksha's hind legs gathered strength, kicked the ground with a bang, and suddenly stood upright and flew into the air like a sharp arrow shooting into the sky.

The explosive and slender body drew a graceful arc in mid-air.

The knife raised above the top blocked the moonlight, casting a huge shadow on Qingdeng's body.

Facing the saber that seemed to be slashed from the top of the mountain, Qingdeng lowered his waist, raised his arms, and attacked with the saber.

The two knives collided heavily, creating a wave of air that messed up the hair of both sides.

Qingdeng wanted to just knock Luo Sha away, but it backfired.

Even if he is in mid-air, without any leverage point under his feet, Rakshasa is not an existence that can be dealt with by this level of tricks.

His body only swayed a few times without a trace, and then he fell back steadily on the tatami.

The moment he landed, his body suddenly leaned forward.

It was followed by a slash towards Qingdeng, and the trajectory of the knife drew an arc and approached Qingdeng's face.

Qingdeng dodged to dodge, and at the same time stepped forward, slashing Luo Sha's chest with a knife.

But at this moment, at this instant, Luo Sha's figure suddenly disappeared from Qingdeng's field of vision——Luo Sha suddenly bent his knees, put his back directly on the tatami, and wiped the ground with the help of inertia , passing between Qingdeng's legs in a sliding shovel-like posture.

The moment the figures of the two merged together, he shouted suddenly, and the knife in his palm made a slight sound of "Xu", and swept towards Qingdeng's lower body.

With the strength of Rakshasa and the sharpness of Changyang Zhengzong, if this blow is real, Qingdeng's legs will definitely be chopped off.

On the occasion of Jiuding's attack, Qingdeng showed an unbelievably agile reaction speed.

I saw Qingdeng's legs move with his body, his body moved with his heart, he jumped up like a green onion, and flew over Raksha's head like a big bird.

However, although both legs were saved, Qingdeng's left calf was still scratched by the knife light.

The hakama tube split open, a 2-inch long crack slowly opened, and blood lines slowly emerged.

After falling back to the ground, Qingdeng kicked his left foot—the pain was pain, but it didn't affect his movements.

This kind of wound that does not affect the movement but can actually feel the pain is just right for Qingdeng.

"Berserker +4", activate!

Suddenly, Qingdeng felt that the energy in his body was more abundant.

He became more and more excited, changed his posture, raised the tip of the knife, leaned forward like a flying swallow, and the tip of the knife, which was pulled into an afterimage, hit Luo Sha's body.

Luo Sha gently leaned back, dodging the knife.

But at this moment, Qingdeng stretched out his left hand suddenly, and grabbed Luo Sha's right wrist holding the knife—he wanted to use his grasping skills to control or directly remove Luo Sha's knife.

Seeing that Qingdeng's fingers were about to hit the target, unexpectedly Luosha's movements were extremely nimble. He stepped back half a step in time and folded his arms and the knife in his palm to his chest, avoiding it precisely between Qingdeng's fingertips. outside.

Although he caught a gap, in general, Qingdeng's goal has been achieved.

This move of his is not only a killer move that he has high hopes for, but also a false move that paves the way for the follow-up moves!

Before he could speak, Qingdeng's tall body suddenly sank, kneeling on one knee, and slashed the knife in his hand obliquely towards Luocha's flank.

Rakshasa's pupils shrank suddenly.

In order to avoid Qingdeng's "Iron Claw Raid" just now, his current body posture is very bad.

Such a posture... There is no time to dodge.

As a last resort, Luo Sha could only bite the bullet and chop the cassock, trying to suppress Qing Deng's knife.

This confrontation has not yet officially started, and the outcome has already been decided.

Because it was a hasty defense, Luo Sha's posture was very unstable, his right knee was pushed forward, his lower body was stretched out, but his upper body was forgotten behind.

Following a not-so-clean clang, Vairocana's blade, which was slightly shifted in the path of the knife, was slashed towards Luocha's right armpit with the blade sticking to Changyang Zhengzong.

Puchi!

A small piece of bloody pieces of meat flew out horizontally——but Luo Sha didn't even snort.

He raised his eyes and stared at Qingdeng in front of him, with a strange frenzy in his eyes, the corners of his mouth stretched to both sides, and a faint laughter came out of the cracks in the corners of his mouth.

Such an expression... like a clown grinning wildly.

In an instant, he launched a counterattack! Changyang Zhengzong slashed from bottom to top, the saber was unstoppable, and it hit Qingdeng's left shoulder.

Qingdeng felt as if he had been whipped by a very flexible leather whip that not only had many spikes, but was also full of salt water, and the pain was excruciating.

But with a snap of the fingers, Changyang's authentic blade once again flew towards Qingdeng head-on.

However, at the same time, a purple knife light also flashed in the air——

clang!

Vairocana and Changyang Zhengzong—the two swords, one purple and one red, collided heavily in mid-air.

The swords of the two were locked together, and their strength sank to their waists, and they began to wrestle.

When the other party exerts a force, one's own side also contributes a force, neither giving way.

That's it, neither are they pulling, nor are they pushing.

If you forcefully push and pull without composure, the impatient person will definitely lose.

The two of them just put on a posture like this—the four eyes have been looking at each other through the two knives that are close together.

Their tense confrontation made the surrounding air heavy.

About 10 seconds later... People who don't know will definitely think that they have made a good move in advance. With the sound of "Keng", Qingdeng and Luosha unloaded their forces in opposite directions in no particular order.

Qingdeng's knife and body slid to the east.

Rakshasa's knife and body slid to the west.

Numerous sparks were wiped out by the twin knives that slid past each other.

When Night Breeze caught up with them, their positions had already been switched.

Qingdeng turned around quickly, but Luo Sha was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

In the darkness, the suffocating murderous aura is coming like a landslide!

The atmosphere hummed, and a gust of cold wind blew from Qing Deng's back.

At the moment when he felt a slight movement in the air, Qingdeng instinctively knelt down on one knee, turned his upper body, swung the saber obliquely, and slashed at the chill behind him—these actions happened almost simultaneously.

Something like the shadow of a flying bird fell directly on top of Qingdeng's head.

Under the night, there were only sparks splashing, and through the instant firelight, Qingdeng saw the frighteningly sharp blade and Luo Sha's still grinning face.

According to the storyteller, this is probably the so-called "nick of the moment".

If Qingdeng hadn't blocked the blow with a knife, he would definitely have suffered a blowout.

Luocha's knife is less than half an inch away from Qingdeng's nose, and Qingdeng can even see the authentic mountain-shaped blade pattern of Changyang clearly.

Qingdeng exerted strength with both arms, and pushed away the knife that was pressing on his body with a burst of force.

Raksha leaped back, flying back like a cat into the darkness that seemed to be soaked in ink.

He probably wants to use the night to hide his figure, after all, the darkness is very good for moving.

But for Qingdeng who has "night vision", his little trick is useless at all.

Qingdeng's eyes were like lightning, and he immediately locked the position of Rakshasa. He stomped on the ground with both feet, and jumped up into the air, with the knife in his palm whistling straight to the Rakshasa Tianling Gai.

The head-on slash did not cause Luosha to panic, he leaned back calmly, but Qingdeng still felt that he had hit the opponent.

Taking advantage of the momentum of leaning back, Luo Sha retreated two steps in one breath, then stopped immediately, accumulated energy in his waist, and then released the accumulated energy in one breath, and rushed towards Qingdeng at a gallop.

He was obviously out of breath and covered in cuts and bruises, but Rakshasa's knife still contained a power that should not be underestimated.

Qingdeng attacked head-on without showing any weakness.

Puchi!

Two bloody arrows splashed out indiscriminately.

Qing Deng cut Luo Sha's waist and abdomen.

But at the same time, Raksha's knife also sliced ​​across Qingdeng's chest.

Qingdeng felt a chill in his chest at first - it was because his clothes were cut and the cold wind poured into his chest.

Immediately afterwards, severe pain centered on his chest and slowly spread throughout his body.

Having no time to check the wound, Qingdeng adjusted his body posture and the direction of the blade, and made up for the blow to Luo Sha in front of him.

Luo Sha also adopted a similar behavior, he didn't look at the slashed waist and abdomen, he also swung the knife in his palm at the fastest speed, and released new tricks.

As if they were sucked together, the figures of the two overlapped again.

Luo Sha coughed up a big mouthful of blood—he was stabbed again in the waist and abdomen.

Qingdeng felt that he had been cut somewhere on his body, but because the pain this time was really nothing compared to the previous injuries, he didn't feel anything at all.

Being in a fierce battlefield where the nerves of the whole body must be tensed and the slightest mistake must be made, let alone inspecting the wound, there is no time to blink or breathe.

Since the start of the duel, Qingdeng has accidentally forgotten to blink and breathe many times due to his high concentration.

It wasn't until his eyes were sour and his lungs were stuffy that he realized it belatedly.

It was the same situation with Luosha, he forgot to blink and breathe, no less than Qingdeng.

Until now, neither Qingdeng nor Luosha can move as fast as they did at the beginning.

None of them had the strength to run.

Ever since, their battle has slowly turned into the current stand-off.

You cut me with a knife, and I will give you a sword.

Sometimes he successfully deflected the opponent's attack, and sometimes his movement was half a beat slower, and he was cut off a little bit of flesh and blood.

A very monotonous offensive and defensive battle...but the intensity of the battle is still creepy!

The two sword glows mixed with blood flickered non-stop. In comparison, the gust of wind lingering around them seemed a bit sluggish.

More than 60% of the tidy tatami mats, which exuded a light fragrance, were splattered with blood.

Normally, with such a large amount of blood loss, even if he didn't go into shock on the spot, he should still lose his ability to move.

The reason why Qingdeng still has enough energy to fight, apart from the physical bonus brought by old talents such as "Strong Jing +1" and "Yuanyang +1", the main reason is that he is still in the activated state The "Dragon of Reversal".

The innate effect of "Dragon of Reversal" has improved Qingdeng's physical functions in all aspects, which naturally includes cell vitality and tolerance to pain.

On the other hand, Luo Sha...Compared with Qingdeng, his injury severity and blood loss are completely worse than that.

Yet he could still stand upright, still smile, and still make a heavy cut that could easily split human flesh in two.

From the outside, he seemed to be in better mental condition than Qingdeng, which really shocked Qingdeng.

The damage Qingdeng suffered had already exceeded the limit of "Berserker +4".

No matter how many and severe injuries he receives now, he will no longer gain combat power bonuses, and it will only make him weaker and more tired...

Just when this "stomping and hacking" that will end at an unknown time has lasted for an unknown period of time——

"Hoo... ph... ph... ph... hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Luo Sha shouted suddenly, and with the beast-like roar, he swept the white blade in his hand obliquely towards the place where Qingdeng was standing.

In normal times, this is just a simple blow that Qingdeng can dodge with his eyes closed-after such a arduous bloody battle, even if he is as strong as Rakshasa, he is already exhausted and on the verge of limit.

However...Unfortunately, Rakshasa is not the only one whose body is also on the verge of its limit.

The moment Qingdeng sensed a slight movement in the air, he instinctively dodged sideways, but his exhausted feet were half a beat behind...

Puchi!

The blade of the knife slashed across Qingdeng's upper body obliquely.

"Cough...! Cough cough...!"

Qingdeng coughed up a mouthful of turbid blood involuntarily, and staggered back a few steps with both feet.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Raksha twitched the corner of his mouth, and sneered "heh".

"Are you out of strength?"

"Lack of strength...?"

Qing Deng muttered.

"Who are you talking about?!"

He held his head high, flew forward, returned to the place where he was standing just now, and swung the knife upwards with the momentum of the forward charge.

Puchi!

This time it was Rakshasa who staggered back.

"I think you are the one who has no strength?"

"Heh...you really dare to say..."

Raksha spit out the blood froth in his mouth and strode forward.

Qingdeng followed Luo Sha's pace and also moved forward.

The two of them swung their knives three more times.

For the first time, the attacks of both sides were in vain.

The second time, blood was spattered from both of their bodies.

The third time, as if being bounced away, Qingdeng and Luosha retreated at the same time, pulling apart.

"Hoo... ph... ph... ph... uh...! ph... ph..."

"Ha... ha... ha... ha... ha... chuff! Cough cough! Ha... ha..."

The two of them took similar poses—supporting their bodies with their knives on the ground.

"You...you are really tough..."

Hearing this, Raksha grinned.

"Hmph... You don't give in too much... How about it? Do you still have the strength to swing the knife?"

"That's nothing for you to worry about."

Qingdeng raised his knife to respond to Luo Sha.

"Very good... tonight is indeed a pleasant night...!"

As he spoke, Luo Sha took a deep breath, suppressed the pain, stood up, faced Qing Deng, and slowly changed his position.

Seeing this, Qingdeng immediately understood Luo Sha's intentions.

Silently, he moved his steps sideways, and on the premise of keeping a certain distance from the other party, he walked towards the center of the room together with Rakshasa.

On the west side of them is a watchtower whose walls are specially hollowed out for the convenience of Rakshasa to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The moonlight came unhindered from the west, illuminating their faces flickering.

The heavy night, the sparse stars, and the crescent moon hanging high in the sky all became the background for the two swordsmen!

"Come on... let's fight!"

Raksha lowered his waist, and Changyang's authentic silver bright saber was hidden in its sheath.

"bring it on!"

While speaking, Qing Deng flipped his right wrist, holding Vairocana back into the sheath in an upside-down manner.

The knife and the mouth of the sheath lightly collided together, making a crisp and light "click".

At the very next moment when the two sides put together their postures, "Position" escaped from them uncontrollably!

The two "powers" that collided again each occupied one end of the room, fighting against each other!

This decisive battle is finally coming to an end.

The time for the cannibal evil ghost and Angry King Kong to show off has finally arrived!

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