Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

What is this, White Heat Knight?

Fu Qian was 100% sure that there was nothing at that position just now.

The attacker who suddenly appeared gave people the feeling that he came out of some incredible time and space, through the curtain he said.

Although it was different from the instant thousand strikes of the Archangel Prison, and did not have such an outrageous mechanism, this light-speed five-hit combo was still terrifying.

Not only was the speed fast, but the power was also exaggerated.

In Fu Qian's judgment, if he had not realized that something was wrong, he would have started the bloody conquest directly, even the body of the pseudo-god would not be able to resist it.

The evidence is that even if he dodged in time, there was still a wound on his chest.

There were no fancy special effects, just pure destructive power.

Even the degree was so exaggerated that it almost penetrated the external flesh and blood structure and penetrated into the origin of the self.

The result was that even the recovery speed of the wound was affected to a certain extent.

The reason why it was so amazing was simple. The opponent did not seem to suffer any disadvantage in terms of rank.

That's right, the five-stabbed figure was accompanied by an undisguised pressure.

This suspected second knight who appeared so accurately was almost certainly a second-level knight like himself.

This mission was really exciting.

While sighing, Fu Qian carefully observed this high-level extraordinary.

He was a head taller than himself who had transformed into the Glorious Tyrant. His overly thin body made his limbs look particularly slender.

And even longer was the sword in his hand.

Held in his left hand, the great sword, which was almost as tall as a person, had a pure white color that had transcended the category of light, so that it seemed a little unreal.

The five-stabbed figure just now was made by it.

In addition, the whole body of the person who came was almost the same.

Even though the proportions were special, the body was still full of majesty, all wrapped in a layer of silver-white armor.

Unlike the general style of this kind of armor, although it is made of metal, it gives people a gauze-like texture, and with the overly beautiful and exquisite patterns, it looks more like a dress than a battle armor at first glance.

There is even no place for eyes on the head.

In short, the appearance is much better than the Plague Knight in front.

It just doesn't talk too much.

After losing the target with one blow, this guy didn't even stand there and shout fiercely, but swung and slashed around continuously with a ghost-like movement that was almost difficult to catch.

...

The target was not himself.

Fu Qian, who didn't move, was completely sure of this, and could even guess what the other party wanted to do.

The swords were crisscrossed, and the white color seemed to be coming out from them. It only took five swords to cut in all directions.

After doing all this, the movement stopped suddenly as if there was no inertia. The White Heat Knight aimed his sword again in a posture similar to a salute.

I still can't see myself, but I don't seem to be able to leave.

After watching the other party's actions calmly, Fu Qian recovered from the wound on his chest and sighed silently.

Although he hadn't really tried it yet, Fu Qian was quite sure that the places that were slashed by the big sword just now were now all covered with a layer of barrier.

The action just now was not to vent anger because of losing the target, but to try to trap himself who was hiding.

In contrast to his colleagues in front, the White Heat Knight stood out as a ruthless person who didn't say much, and seemed to have become a pure killing machine.

And every time the sword fell just now, it seemed that there was a change like a time and space dislocation.

So that at this moment, his perception was almost completely confined to a square space, formed by the huge planes cut by the five swords just now.

This White Heat Knight did not seem to have the ability to strike across dimensions, but it was not without a trick to deal with it. He actually used this method to draw a prison on the ground and trapped himself here.

Even if he was in the state of blood conquest, he would be restricted.

And it seemed that the only way to leave was to deal with him first.

I just don't know if he will make a millimeter-level cut in this space if I don't go out.

And if he really does that, what will be the consequences.

Of course, the cuboid has six sides, and the only place that has not been closed is the foot.

But don't forget that your mission goal is to find someone.

As the last layer of the prison, if Virgo La Nina doesn't dig a tunnel and hide below, it doesn't seem to make much sense to run there.

Interesting means, it's a pleasure to meet.

Observing the current situation, although he knew that the other party couldn't see him, Fu Qian still bowed slightly and returned the greeting.

And the next moment, they lifted the blood conquest together.

As expected.

Almost instantly, it was a white five-combo, and the other party really didn't have the slightest desire to communicate.

Fortunately, Fu Qian didn't expect this, and punched out at the same time.

Your Excellency may be tall and long-legged, and his swordsmanship is unparalleled, but this ordinary punch of mine is also blind, but please appreciate it.

In addition, although everyone is taking the physical route of stacking attacks, Fu has never fallen behind in the health bar.

…

Puff——

The feel is really special.

The White Heat Knight obviously has maxed out his agility. While attacking unstoppably, he even dodges subconsciously.

Unfortunately, for his opponent, this response is not sincere enough.

At the same time as his heart was opened directly in his chest, Fu Qian’s fist also pierced through the gorgeous thin armor and even the body underneath.

Brilliant.

This was Fu Qian’s first feeling.

The armor was definitely not an empty shell, there was really someone inside.

It was just that the body of this White Heat Knight was no longer a flesh and blood structure in the ordinary sense.

Although the skin and bones could be touched, and the touch was still fundamentally different from that of iron and stone, the basic parts that made up these felt like they had undergone some kind of essential changes.

It was as if the structure was still there, but every cell had turned into crystal clear crystal sand.

It was really amazing, but it was a pity that this feeling could only be experienced for a short moment.

After the body was directly penetrated by this punch, the White Heat Knight was so fast that he didn’t even have the opportunity to hit the internal organs.

While leaving a terrible wound on Fu Qian’s upper body, he decisively gave up the subsequent pursuit and swept the man back directly.

It can be seen that even if he only had fighting instincts left, he still tried his best to avoid this kind of result of exchanging injuries for injuries.

But it doesn't matter, you don't have to chase me.

Before the fist was completely retracted, hundreds of tentacles exploded directly from Fu Qian's body, and even the surface of the tentacles was covered with white fangs and barbs.

Under the addition of the dimensional poison, every corner of this space was submerged.