If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

While her sight was obstructed, Zhao Xusheng slowly opened her eyes. Her pupils were a seductive blood red, like liquid gold flowing in her blood. Every time the highly toxic tiger and wolf medicine passed through a broken capillary, it actively merged into the blood flow. She used the secret technique of the Zhao family to contract her heart, increasing her heart rate to two or three times. In just half a breath, her body squeezed out all the ingredients of the pill.

The dust fell, and around where Zhao Xusheng was kneeling, countless gorgeous crystal tree trunks were inserted into the ground, reflecting each other like multi-faceted mirrors in a maze, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and direction.

Zhao Xusheng stood up from the ground, her hair disheveled, and her black clothes were torn and peeled off. What was revealed underneath was not spring light and delicate body, but black scales. She stood in the forest of crystal tree trunks, and black viscous liquid gradually dripped from her chest - those were the toxins infected by the gold-titanium alloy, and now, under the command of the supreme rule, they flowed out of the body along a predetermined direction.

The black iron wires were entangled and formed into the shape of a sword and shield. They swam under the girl's skin, like a school of fish returning along the ocean current, bringing the joy of a good harvest.

Her heart was beating wildly, but Zhao Xusheng had never felt such peace before. Even if she stood there quietly, she could feel many subtle changes that she could not perceive even if she tried her best. Those things flowing and leaping in the air merged into her perception through the supreme authority.

She held the key in her hand. Even if it was still broken, it could help her see more scenes on that great painting.

Even if it was only for a moment.

There was a burst of blood.

Zhao Xusheng's pupils ignited the light and fire again, burning more and more fiercely until she was completely burned to ashes.

[She still successfully strengthened the "River Map". Now she can probably feel more "things" that she could not feel before. 】

In the forest of crystal tree trunks, the emperor quietly walked in the chaotic gap between light and shadow. His figure appeared on those crystal tree trunks. Countless of them walked in the forest in spiral directions, making Zhao Xusheng, who was in the center of the mystery circle, unable to distinguish between true and false and direction.

【But this was also in the plan and not too unexpected. 】

The emperor looked at the strange and stagnant Zhao Xusheng indifferently, without making any rash attempts.

Both sides knew that the outcome of the battle would be in the next move.

It was still the old rule, whoever touched the other's body first would win.

【The "River Map" is indeed rare, but judging from the current situation, it seems that there is no one with enough status to carry it. 】

Zhao Xusheng stood naturally in place, her wounds were healing, but this was only an appearance. At a deeper level, her bloodline was rapidly contaminated. Even one-third of the secondary bloodline refining medicine was enough to bring a huge impact to her weak bloodline.

[The aspects she chose to improve should be limited to ‘vertical and horizontal’. In this extreme situation, it is natural to choose the direction she is most familiar with. This also means that the next time, the ‘Liuli Fancheng’ may not be able to completely neutralize her ‘River Map’. ]

Zhao Xusheng raised the Yanling knife stuck in the ground with her left hand, and the black substance began to jump, entangle, and plate on the blade. The disturbing black substance was the unstable phenomenon caused by the collision of elements, and it was also the attack method she called “shock”, corresponding to the “thunder” anomaly in the Eight Diagrams. She had used this trick on the emperor before, but it missed and blasted through dozens of sewers.

[She didn’t have much time left. This was a threat to me to quickly complete the last confrontation, otherwise she would take everything around her to death. Did she have a way to make sure Sima Xuxu was not within her attack range? Or was it just a bluff? 】

When Zhao Xusheng was in poor condition, the power of "shock" was considerable enough. Now that she had completed the first bloodline refinement, it was the time when her bloodline was excited and her power was rising and evolving. The power of the last struggle before death was evident. Can it blow up the entire Nibelungen Line 6?

The emperor didn't know, and didn't want to try it.

[Then let's just "fine-tune" the plan like this]

The emperor stopped, and at the same time, in the crystal forest, his reflections on the tree trunks also stopped, and turned their heads to look at Zhao Xusheng.

Zhao Xusheng turned left, took a half step forward with his right foot, took a step forward with his left foot, bent his legs slightly, and at the same time raised his right hand to the right side of his body, with his palm facing right and his fingertips facing upward. He held the knife in his left hand and raised his arm to the left side of his body, with his eyes slightly lowered.

A strange "field" was opened by her completion of the starting posture. It was a field that belonged to Zhao Xusheng alone, and also to the field of "Tai Chi".

Water cannot penetrate his body, and arrows cannot damage his clothes.

The emperor opened his right hand that was drooping at his side, which had not yet transformed into a dragon. His mortal right arm was gradually wrapped and strengthened by the crystals. A sharp glass spike slowly grew out of his palm, gradually turning into a slender and straight sword, a single-edged straight sword, with a blade length of seven feet and four, which had a majestic feeling different from ordinary long swords.

Butu Yuhun: The sword of the God of Death that has been passed down to this day is the sword of Takemiya Thunder God.

In his ferocious left hand covered with dragon scales, the Tenken Sword was slightly slanted, and the dark golden blade light was cold and terrifying.

Ame no Habakiri: One of the swords in Japanese mythology, also known as Snake no Nima.

Ame no Habakiri in the left hand, Butu Yuhun in the right hand.

The third violent blood attack was instigated to the limit. The dragon scales and facial bones once again completed the proliferation. Even the arched back bulged and broke through the bloody white bone wings. The potential of this body's dragon blood has been completely exhausted. Developed, this is the final step that Lancelot can theoretically achieve.

After completing preparations, the emperor stopped and began to slowly walk forward with his feet raised.

There was no fleeting charge, nor was there a sneak attack with explosive murderous intent. Instead, under the reflection of countless crystal tree trunks, countless emperors walked slowly with two mythical swords, gradually approaching the center of the forest. Tai Chi Sword Technique Zhao Xinsheng, who is in the Hunyuan body.

In front?

Or the back.

Or the left side?

Or the right side.

Until the emperor stopped, then raised his two swords, met them above his head, and stopped.

I don’t know how long it took, it could be an instant or it could be eternity.

coming.

At that moment, murderous intent poured out from every corner of the crystal forest like a rushing river, washing away Zhao Xinsheng, who was as stable as a reef, from all directions!

Zhao Xinsheng turned around, raised his knees and hung up his hands, and came out with the knife! It was a sword-picking move. The wind rolled through the lotus leaves, and the tip of the knife was shaped like a single whip!

In the direction of her sword, the emperor rushed to her front. He raised his two swords above his head and before they could strike down, she had already sent the dark Yan Fei Dao into the opponent's heart, then raised it upwards, driving him away like lightning striking a tree. It became like a forked branch - this sword with all its strength had no special momentum or effect, as if it was just a sparse and ordinary thorn, and then the emperor was cut open.

But was it really the emperor who was chopped open?

In Zhao Xinsheng's eyes, the emperor who rushed out turned into a humanoid crystal and shattered, and behind her, a shadow had appeared beside her, with two mythical swords in his hands crossed on the ground, his hands Holding the handle of the knife backwards and then raising it up to slash, the field of the sword echoes the wails and roars of those legendary mythical beasts dying, which are the painful cries of living creatures, and the molten red golden eyes locked on the unsuspecting back body are cold. And the fear is about to break the girl reflected in the pupils into four pieces of flesh and blood!

Zhao Xinsheng did not look back, but twisted his hips! Spin around! He stabbed the Yan Ling Saber from his shoulder back to the blind spot behind him at lightning speed! And that happened to be the source of the real murderous intent that burst out like a tsunami!

Back carbine.

Who could have expected that the whole process of Tai Chi would turn into the most powerful and fierce marksmanship in the end.

Life and death are now intertwined. In the narrow space, countless emperors are stabbing at the girl in the reflection of the mirror-like crystal.

Death seemed destined.

In the calm gaze of Zhao Xinsheng, who turned his head and looked back at the direction of the sword, everything seemed to slow down, death, victory or defeat, the ending, everything slowed down.

Budu Yuhun and Tian Yu Yu Zhan intertwined and burst out twisted alchemical fields, slashing towards her back. The sword wrapped in the dark elemental turbulence of Yan Ling Dao was getting closer to the emperor's forehead. In this 0.1 second, Within a short period of time, there was an illusion that time was like a long stream that could not be seen to the end.

But maybe, this is not an illusion, but time has really gently favored this girl.

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Mantra·Jade leakage.

The huge field is centered on an approaching meteor, opening and opening endlessly! As the Yellow River flows into the sea, the realm rushes in with that fiery heart, like a warm hand, arrogantly grabbing the girl into the palm of his hand! Isolate the cruelty and swords outside!

The rocks in the landslide shattered and collapsed, and the boy wearing a blood-stained white T-shirt used his body to forcefully break away the heavy rocks!

He jumped in mid-air, crossed his hands in front of his face, and the golden eyes exposed from his arms were like the blazing sun in the sky! He almost roared and called her name. After being extended by the long river of time, the call flew like a lingering light ribbon and reached her ears:

"Xiaosheng!"

Between the lightning and flint, a white rainbow comes through the sun! The white figure spun into the battlefield at an unimaginable terrifying speed, passed through the forest and stone, passed through the intricate crystal jungle, and finally leaned over and appeared in front of the swords that were about to meet, and slashed at that with a violent sword. On the intertwined blades of two mythical swords!

The fireworks are deafening.

Sima Xuxu, who joined the association alone, glared at the emperor's slightly stunned golden eyes with his red gold eyes, and the dragon's blood boiled!

Like a divine help, Sima Xuxu seized the opportunity in less than one hundredth of a second, allowing Zhao Xunsheng to successfully return his horse with a sword, taking the lead, and hit the emperor in advance with the "Jade Leak" field wrapped in silk like longing. forehead.

The black substance penetrated into the body that was bleeding violently three times, but it did not cause any physical damage to the body.

【go ahead】

That command of unparalleled power.

Behind Lancelot's back, a spiritual body that was difficult to observe with a three-dimensional vision was "beat out". His body was stained with a sticky black substance, and he was pulled out like a spider web!

The long golden hair danced wildly behind him like a waterfall, and the molten red golden eyes on the beautiful face looked down at Zhao Xinsheng with a very violent and joyful gaze, who raised his knees and raised his sword to look at the moon, and the frame beneath her. Sima Xuxu, holding a knife in his arm to resist the landslide.

Under the death gazes of the two people, He seemed to say something, and gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only a glimpse of a golden shadow falling to the ground.