Mysterious journey

Wherever the red and silver halo covered the ground, the ground was cracked and dry, with scratches like sword marks appearing constantly.

The stone pillars collapsed and were scorched black. The relief exploded and turned red. The decorative bronze statues between the palaces actually melted. Some were cut off at the waist, and some were completely disfigured, with sword wounds everywhere.

The entire red and silver halo spread for thirty to forty meters before gradually fading and disappearing.

Garon Edin was deadlocked in mid-air, and the two of them were suspended in the air, as if there was an invisible force holding them up to prevent them from falling.

From a distance, it looks like a huge red nine-headed dragon pounces on a giant white rose.

Above the entire palace, between the two tall black bell towers, the nine-headed dragon's body, which is more than thirty meters high, is directly taller than most of the palace buildings. The surrounding buildings and palaces are like model toys to it. Some nearby buildings collapsed, were damaged, and were damaged.

The perimeter has been surrounded by a large number of unaware royal guards. They hold weapons and dare to surround the area from a distance, and then help hide the royal family members, palace officials and servants who are unable to resist.

At this moment, Garen's head tilted back slightly.

laugh! !

The white rose that had passed directly between Gallon's eyebrows disappeared into his mind like a phantom without any movement.

"Use your will to attack me?" Garen flashed a sneer. The right hand pressing on the ring sword suddenly increased force.

Clang, clang, clang! ! !

A series of crazy crashes continued.

Ai Ding's expression remained unchanged and he retreated crazily, but his speed was still not as amazing as Galleon's.

The ruby-like fingers were tapping crazily on the sword, and all the blows were concentrated on one point on the sword.

Ai Ding's figure suddenly froze. Standing on one side, his right hand drew the sword like lightning.

Clang! ! !

Unexpectedly, another silver-ringed sword was drawn out of thin air, and the moon-white sword marks struck Garen like a flying sword.

Garen's left finger popped out.

clang! !

His fingers hit the side of the sword.

laugh! !

A red shadow flashed.

Garen disappeared instantly and reappeared, already standing on the ground more than ten meters away.

The ferocious look on his face had disappeared. He reached out and touched his right cheek gently. When he put it down, he saw that there was a trace of blood on his hand.

A horizontal wound slowly appeared on his right cheek, and blood was slowly oozing out.

"I obviously blocked it." Garen looked at Aydin in the sky not far away. "What ability is this?"

Ai Ding turned over and fell directly from the air, standing on the cross section of a bronze statue. Looking at Garen again, his eyes showed a little respect.

With a twist of his fingertips, a white rose magically appeared in his hand again.

"One hundred and thirty-four."

"?"

"Among the one hundred and thirty-four opponents of the same level, including mutant monsters, you are the only one who forced me to use the dislocation sword." Ai Ding threw the rose, which turned into white petals again.

A large number of petals flew from bottom to top like water into the palm of his right hand. Gradually combined, a brand new silver ring sword was formed!

Clang!

The two silver ring swords in his hands overlapped and struck each other, forming an X shape, glowing with a charming pale silver color under the moonlight.

"It turns out that you have been in a state of unity of totem and body from the beginning to the end." Garen suddenly showed a look of surprise. The original ferocious aura all over his body suddenly disappeared. As if the initial anger was just an illusion.

He has been able to completely use Nine-headed Dragon's negative emotions to enhance his fighting power. The longer he suppresses them during normal times, the stronger they explode during battle.

His time in the palace was not wasted.

The totems can be combined into one Galleon, but so far, he has relied on his body to fight alone, or the totems to fight separately. Instead of being one from beginning to end like Aydin.

Although the fourth type is different from the aura, the time to become one is much longer, but there are very few people who can always be one like him.

Seeing Garen's sudden change, Ai Ding's eyes finally became slightly serious.

"It seems that I underestimated you."

He crossed his swords with a burning fighting spirit in his eyes.

"I have four sword skills, and they are overlapping in reincarnation, without any defeat. If you can complete them all, I will not stop you anymore."

"Stop me?" A strange smile appeared on Garen's face. But immediately after, he faintly felt a strange and secret aura coming from Ai Ding. This aura and even his sensing ability seemed a bit vague.

"Bloom, Crescent Moon." Ai Ding closed his eyes and opened them again, and his pupils turned into white.

Suddenly, an unparalleled sense of crisis rushed towards Garen.

With Galleon as the center, within a few meters of the surrounding area, a moon-white rose slowly bloomed out of thin air. The stamen of the rose was exactly where he stood.

The whole white rose completely wrapped him in it, and it was extremely beautiful in the moonlight.

Garen stood upright, motionless. He could sense an extremely sharp aura everywhere around him, as if countless sword blades formed a white rose.

The index finger of his left hand moved slightly.

laugh!

A bloody mark suddenly appeared on the fingertip, as if it had been cut and injured by a sharp blade.

"This is my second sword skill, the Flower of Imprisonment." Ai Ding's voice came from directly in front, and the two silver ring swords in his hands disappeared at some point.

The powerful physique that Garen is proud of, although it is extremely powerful when facing the top masters of the same level, it still cannot produce a powerful enough effect.

"Now that you are in my Flower of Confinement, any move you make will be attacked by countless swords. How are you going to break it?" Ai Ding looked at Garen calmly. Regarding the Master of the Black Fire Palace who worked with him during this period, He has gained a new perspective.

His body seemed to have the toughness of the totem light, but was strangely unprotected by the totem light. Could it be that he never turned on the light of the totem from the beginning to the end, but only relied on his body to collide with me?

This speculation flashed through Ai Ding's mind, but he threw it away in an instant.

impossible! It is impossible for someone who is not Type Five to be able to resist the totem ability with his body!

"You finally discovered it." A slight smile appeared on Garen's lips. "It's exactly as you thought. I didn't use the light of the totem. I have been relying on my body to fight you."

The expression on Ai Ding's face gradually became serious. His eyes were fixed on Garen. A trace of black breath was escaping from the other party, like countless black smoke, spreading everywhere like living things, covering the surrounding space. .

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you now." Garen licked his lips and left Baker Stone Eyes and others behind. Aydin's fighting style in front of him gave him a lot of impact, and inspirations mushroomed like mushrooms after a rain. came out of his mind.

"What a wonderful thing it would be if I could kill you." A layer of light red light slowly spread around Garen's body, which was the light of the nine-headed dragon's totem.

He slowly raised his hand.

Chacha! !

The red totem light on the arm collided violently with the invisible blade, sputtering out a patch of red and white light.

He is sublimating!

Garen felt that his martial arts were undergoing subtle changes.

After seeing Ai Ding's fighting style, the connection between the totem and the secret weapon collided and merged with each other at a terrifying high speed.

The plasma-like aura spread out silently, as if thick blood flooded the surrounding ground and spewed towards Ai Ding.

Ai Ding's eyes changed slightly and he took a few steps back to avoid the spread of plasma.

"What's this?!"

"If you survive, I'll tell...you!!"

Before you could finish your words, Garen's whole body suddenly exploded with large light spots, which were countless fragments produced by the intense friction between the invisible sword blade and the light of the totem.

Red and white are like raindrops and sparks.

A red afterimage appeared directly next to Ai Ding. Different from the previous speed, this speed seemed to go beyond sight and beyond nerves.

Before Ai Ding opened his blinking eyes, he felt a high temperature hit his chest hard.

He could feel the crackling sound of his totem light, and an evil and terrifying force seemed to want to get in from the cracks and erode his body.

When he opened his eyes, there was only a burning red flame in front of him.

"Third Sword Fantasy Flower" Ai Ding didn't make any movement, just murmured like a startup language.

The flame disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?" Garen let out a soft sigh. He felt like he was suddenly transferred a few meters away from Ai Ding. His feet were running fast, but the distance of several meters in between seemed like he could never get closer.

The red jade palm burning with flames in his hand seemed to never be able to get close to Ai Ding. The distance is only a few meters, but it seems like we are so far away.

He was still running, but the road under his feet seemed to be stretched, infinitely stretched.

"Ahem." Ai Ding coughed violently, looking at the totem light in front of him that was almost completely shattered, a look of horror flashed in his eyes. That kind of speed goes beyond nerves, beyond vision, and beyond sound. If Totem Light had persisted for just a little longer, he would have been completely killed by this palm! !

Looking at Garen who stopped not far away, he calmed down a little and spoke slowly.

"It's useless. The Flower of Fantasy is an infinitely extended sword pose. No one can touch me in this pose."

"Flower of Fantasy. What a wonderful sword style." Garen exclaimed in admiration. He stood there and felt the vague distortion around him. He didn't know whether it was the space being distorted or his nerves and thinking being distorted, but this strange feeling , allowing him to truly understand for the first time the strength of the peak of Type Four and even the Level of Five.

"I have never seen a type four totem master like you." Ai Ding shook his head slightly, "Your body is so powerful that even I am afraid of it. I originally thought that I would have nothing to fear under type five in this world. .”

Garen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Dislocation Sword, Imprisonment Sword, Fantasy Sword, I'm curious what your last move is?"

"Hehehe" Ai Ding showed a rare smile, "You will see it soon. The flower of fantasy can only bloom for ninety-nine heartbeats. And my last move is ready to end."

As soon as he finished speaking, the distortion around him began to calm down.

Without the slightest pause, Garen instantly turned into a red shadow and shot toward Aydin.

"Crescent White Dew Sword!!"

Ai Ding roared, the two swords crossed, and the swords melted instantly.

Uh-huh! !

A terrifying white giant sword more than ten meters long appeared in his hand, and the huge silver ring on the sword rotated like a clock.

The effect of Fantasy Flower finally disappeared completely. At the same time, Ai Ding raised his giant sword and waved it gently.