Realm of Power

910 Dancer’s Sorrow (4)

"Open!" The fat man shouted with a domineering attitude. The blue soft sword on his waist drew an impenetrable circle of sword light. When his momentum suddenly climbed to the peak,

His body miraculously dodged the stabbing sword coming from behind, and he made a powerful and heavy turn without even looking. It was an extremely wonderful and extremely dangerous blow, with a trajectory that violated the laws of physics, and hit him right in the back. rapier

It was Fatty's best skill, Swing Swinging Back. No matter the time or angle, it was impeccable. In a hurry, the opponent had no way to avoid it and could only choose to block it head-on with his sword.

"Dang"! Sparks shot out and made a crisp sound of gold and iron, tearing apart the empty tranquility on the top of the mountain like a sharp sword. A painful groan came from the other party, and he backed away in a panic with a horrified expression. Obviously, he did not expect the fat man to be so powerful. , he was sure to kill with one blow, but was easily broken by someone. Instead of gaining any advantage of a sneak attack, he was forcefully suppressed by the strong force coming from the stabbing sword, and he could only choose to distance himself.

"Pretend to be a ghost! Tell me, who are you?"

The fat man stood under the moonlight with his sword in hand, looking at the pretty figure standing a few meters away with sharp eyes.

I saw a delicate woman wearing a blue dress with a double-breasted round collar, standing there holding an extremely sharp sword, with icy skin and jade skin, and an appearance as beautiful as a fairy.

Although his eyes were staring at him with anger,

But her beauty is exquisite, her pretty face without any makeup, with some indescribable sadness and beauty, standing on the top of the mountain in a charming and charming way. The contours are as beautiful as a knife, indicating his ruthless character.

"If it weren't for the fact that you saved Messixiu, I would have killed you in the secret passage just now!" The woman's vicious tone surprised the fat man secretly.

"You are the number one master of Dorok Cloud, Shadow Thorn Ansidian!" The fat man looked at the other person, a guess flashed in his mind, and suddenly his face changed slightly and he asked word by word,

"Have you ever heard of me?" The woman who was as cold as an iceberg opposite showed a slightly surprised look, and her face returned to calmness and she said, "It must have been Bo Shahua Lixiu who told you. She is so infatuated with you that she can actually let go of everything. I want to go with you, but unfortunately, you are destined to die here tonight! The heart of this most beautiful woman in Dorok will probably be sad for a while!"

"Haha, if you can kill me by talking big words, I would have died countless times!" The fat man raised the soft sword in his hand without fear, and assumed an active attack posture. Embedded under her eyebrows are a pair of eyes that are as bright as gems and full of energy. There is a coldness hidden in the calmness that can impress anyone.

Next to the crackling fire with sparks, a spinning dead leaf was rolled up into the air. The domineering aura of a king honed on the battlefield filled the entire space like a raging wave.

"Under the stab of the shadow, no one survives. Any struggle is useless!" The woman's face was unmoved. She slowly raised the low-hanging rapier in her hand and pointed it at the fat man. There was a strong tone in her tone. of confidence,

At this time, the fat man really saw clearly the terrifying weapon that had just attacked his back, a stabbing sword about half a meter long, a sharp short stabbing edge oozing with crystal-clear brilliance, a sharp and dark blue sashimi, If it weren't for moving, it seemed to be able to automatically disappear into the darkness. If it wasn't for witnessing it with one's own eyes, one would not believe that there would be such excellent forging technology in this era. Shadow Thorn's reputation is well deserved.

"Really? I didn't know who it was just now. I even used despicable methods like sneak attacks from behind, but still got no results!" A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the fat man's mouth. "Some things can only be known after trying."

“Those who are smooth-tongued deserve to die the most!”

The beautiful woman opposite clearly felt that the fat man was teasing her, her pretty face turned pale with anger, and the sharp thorn in her hand turned into a shadow, with a "clang" sound,

The short thorn made a trembling groan as if it came alive, and flew out from the woman's hand. It swayed illusoryly, like lightning. The moment the fat man was about to draw the sword, it suddenly deflected, like a shadow from the side of the fat man. Coming roaring,

As if someone was controlling him, there was no difference. The extremely cold aura just now hit him again, as if his naked body was exposed to the cold wind and snow.

"Well done!" The fat man curled his mouth in disdain, his eyes flashed brightly, and the blue soft sword in his hand seemed unintentional, but in fact, he had already calculated it long before the short stab came through the air.

There are so many wonderful phenomena, and they are constantly changing within a space of one meter, and every change is so clear and clear.

It's like a leisurely painting. The most terrible thing is that every change makes the opponent's beautiful woman's change method of volleying and flying into the air become a failure, giving rise to the decadent feeling that all the previous efforts have been wasted. The difference between the two is immediately clear.

"Bang!" Shadow Thorn Ansidian finally couldn't control it anymore. He moved his arm sideways, and the Shadowless Thorn that seemed to be flying in the air circled in the air, and then suddenly attacked the fat man's face.

"You have used it once, can you use it a second time?" The fat man's pair of tiger eyes shot out with an unprecedented brilliance, staring at his opponent without blinking. The soft blue sword in his hand suddenly stood up and struck the empty air with a fierce strike.

The blue light "collapsed" like an illusion, and the seemingly empty black void suddenly heard a crisp sound of tension and breaking. Whoosh, a very secretive black silk thread fell from the air, and the hovering shadowless thorns seemed to have lost control. Suddenly Departed from the original direction, turned to the left of the fat man, and plunged deeply into the mound of soil at his feet.

"The phantom thorn is broken!" The shadow thorn Ansdian on the opposite side was obviously stunned for a moment. The secret of the phantom thorn was to use black silk remote control, but she didn't expect that the fat man on the opposite side could see through it after only one look. And he could also predict the position of the phantom thorn very accurately, which was simply unheard of.

"No matter how you calculate it, it's my turn!" The fat man snorted coldly, and suddenly rushed forward, rushing forward with the soft sword in his hand. The tragic atmosphere on the battlefield was full of courage and never retreat.

"Dang"! The swords and thorns collided. The beauty, who was obviously not as strong as the opponent, groaned, and even the person and the thorn were swept by the fat man and stumbled back three steps. The beauty panted and leaned against a rock to stand firmly.

"Who are you!" Shadow thorn Ansdian looked at the fat man a few meters away with fear. I don't know why, the moment the fat man held the blue sword, it seemed that the man and the sword merged into an inseparable and integrated whole. It was a completely strong and profound feeling, subtle and indescribable.

"I said, you are not my opponent!"

The fat man's eyes flashed with divine light at the same time, making Ansdian feel that her body was seen through, inside and out. A strong aura like a substance almost made her unable to breathe, forcing her to resist with luck and force herself to fight, otherwise she would be terrified and defeated without a fight. Such martial arts, unless you see it with your own eyes, you dare not believe it is true.

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