Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

The White Tiger of Wumingshen Merry is a white beast that will absolutely kill its prey with its unyielding fighting spirit and unfailing soul. The atmosphere of the entire sky is controlled by Duke, and it condenses into a king of all beasts that is almost solidified at the blade.

The fierce tiger gathered by the wind, its fangs and claws are lifelike, roaring and rising against the wind, sweeping across Liuhe with domineering aura. As Duke slashed down with the blade, the white tiger rushed towards Kanzaki Kaori with the aura of tearing everything apart.

As early as the moment Duke's blade fell, Kanzaki Kaori simultaneously pulled out the Qitian Qidao. The light of the knife, which is as swift as a stream of light, is invisible to the eyes, and the super fast speed makes people wonder if she really drew the knife. The only thing that can be known is that the moment she made a move, the whole person disappeared.

Weishan is the crystallization of the history of the Amakusa-style church where Kanzaki Kaori is located. It condenses the life-long efforts of church members of all ages, and there are many talented sword masters among them. It's a pity that because of the pursuit of supreme destructive power too much, no one can use Wei Shan's sure-killing blow.

In addition to the level limit of magic spells, Weishan has extremely strict requirements on the physique of the caster. If it weren't for the smoke from the ancestral grave and the saint Kanzaki Kaori, I don't know how long this trick will take.

Although it's called a sword drawing technique, it is of course impossible for a normal person's wingspan to pull out all the two-meter-long swords, and Kanzaki Kaori only pulled out half of the blade.

The perfect combination of steel wire, sword technique, and technique, a crescent-shaped sword energy distorted the void, and disappeared suddenly at an incomprehensibly fast speed, like a space jump.

When he appeared again, he had already collided with the white tiger in mid-air.

Before this, although the fighting rhythm of the two sides continued to accelerate, they were generally restrained, probably because both sides had some scruples. But this time is different, for the blow that decides the outcome, they are all done without regard to the consequences.

The sharp sword energy surged, and the air was instantly shattered and even annihilated. The contact between Baihu and Weishan was unexpectedly quiet. Wei Shan cut the white tiger and rushed towards Duke, and the moment the white tiger shattered, it turned into fine sword energy and continued to sweep towards Kanzaki Kaori.

This scene made both of them stunned, there was no explosion?

Where did the special effects team go?

Facing the beam of light that was close at hand, Duke did not hesitate to slash with his sword. The sword energy gathered in front of him to form a large net that covered the sky, layered on top of each other to form a thick wall, constantly consuming Wei Shan's power.

The wave-like sword energy was cut by Wei Shan until it crushed the entire sword net and hit the black knife's blade heavily. Holding a knife in both hands, Duke was pushed back by the majestic force. His feet plowed two gaps in the ground, and he retreated a hundred meters in a row until he embedded himself in a building behind him.

Then the wall collapsed, and Duke was smashed into the building with a knife. After a while of shaking, it returned to calm. The sword energy cut by Wei Shan along the way blindly swept across the field, and the terrifying sound waves swept away everything around.

The dead and silent street seemed to have ushered in a magnitude 8 earthquake and typhoon at the same time, leaving a gully 100 meters long and 10 meters wide.

It was even worse for Kanzaki Kaori. After tempering Yuishan for the showdown, her body became stiff, and the sequelae of borrowing divine power for a long time broke out, and her limbs were paralyzed and unable to move. Faced with the heavy impact of the fine kamikaze sword energy, she clenched her silver teeth, defying the wailing of her whole body muscles, forcibly drew her sword and used 'Seven Flashes', and laid dense steel wires in front of her body as a defense.

The slightest bit of sword energy jingled against the steel wire, and more of it rushed through the gap, covering the area where Kanzaki Kaori was. In the middle of the gravel-filled battlefield, there were suddenly potholes, and gravel splashed. The remaining momentum not only impacted the buildings in the surrounding area badly, especially the houses close to the battle area, several of them collapsed directly, causing a lot of vibration.

The dust gradually dissipated, and Kanzaki Kaori supported the Qitian Qidao sunk deep into the ground with trembling hands, his pale face was haggard, and after struggling a few times, he half-kneeled on the ground. The right hand holding the long knife was bleeding profusely, and then the fingertips loosened, the right hand hung down weakly, and the long knife fell to the ground with a bang.

Kanzaki Kaori was covered in blood, tiny bloodstains spread all over his body, his white T-shirt was dyed red, and his fair and slender legs were also drenched in blood. Limbs were riddled with holes, pierced by sword energy, almost shot into a sieve.

It looked miserable, but Kanzaki Kaori felt extremely lucky. If the steel wire hadn't blocked most of the sword energy, it would be hard to say whether she was dead or alive now. Fortunately, the saint's physique is not something to boast about, his body is extremely tough, as long as it is not a fatal injury, he can recover quickly. However, the negative effects of using divine power over time did not dissipate so quickly, and she had no strength to fight anymore.

"Did you win?" Kanzaki Kaori lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on the building a hundred meters away, fearing that Duke would come out of the dark shadow in the next moment.

"Hey, Kanzaki, are you okay?" The red-haired priest moved over with the support of the boy Kamijou. Seeing Kanzaki Kaori lying in a pool of blood, his face immediately changed drastically. If he lost a saint during his trip to Academy City, the gain would outweigh the loss.

Don't ask why the boy Kamijou kindly helped Hong Mao over! Mr. Hao Hao, who is determined to save the unfortunate girl, stood up to the seriously injured 18-year-old female saint, which is nothing more than normal, so he stepped forward.

"It's okay, just a little tired!" Kanzaki Kaori's chest rose and fell violently, panting.

"I didn't expect there to be such a monster in Academy City!" Still in the aftermath of shock, Stiyl looked at the devastated streets and blurted out: "Couldn't that guy be a saint too?"

Kanzaki Kaori was silent, glanced at the building that had not moved for a while, as if he had taken a reassurance: "It's a fluke to win against him..."

Stiyl raised his brows, and said in dissatisfaction: "Winning is winning, even if it is luck, you will be the one who wins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steele suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a long black knife rested on his shoulder. The black blade exuded a bone-piercing chill, which caused goose bumps to form on his neck.

"The impotent boy, I have let you down!" A frivolous voice came from behind him.

"..." Stiyl didn't look back, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Even Wei Shan failed...Your Excellency's swordsmanship has surpassed the acme of mortals, reached perfection, and sublimated to the realm of legends. I am convinced of the defeat! But can you please hold your hand high and let my companion go?" Kanzaki Kaori sighed softly, and quietly closed his eyes, as if waiting for the next fate.

"Hey, Kanzaki, are you looking down on me?" Stiyl's neck was flushed, and he yelled at the back: "If you want to kill, kill us, don't try to humiliate us."

"Shut up, Stiyl!" Kanzaki Kaori suddenly opened his eyes: "You have a mission that must be completed, Index is still waiting for you, even if you endure the humiliation, you still have to live."

Stiyl's shoulders trembled and he stopped talking.

"That..." The boy Kamijou hesitated for a while, and interjected coyly: "Although I don't know what kind of deep hatred you have, but it's not good to fight and kill. Why don't you sit down and talk about it."

While speaking, the boy Kamijou instinctively pulled Stiyl, and then lightly pushed the black knife.

Click! The domineering arrogance of the armed color faded away, and the ice-blue long knife shattered inch by inch, turning into cold snowflakes under the gaze of several people, and dissipating into nothingness.

Duke: "..."

The Dou Zong powerhouse... Ahem, Fantasy Killer is so terrifying!

The scene fell into silence for a while, and the four of them didn't speak, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.

Stiyl and Kanzaki Kaori looked at Kamijou Kamijou, anticipation arose in the desperate situation, imagining Kamijou boy grabbed Duke with his right hand, and then sent him a Hokuto Ariel Fist.

Duke looked at Kamijou boy's right hand with a weird expression. The moment the black knife shattered, the color of his armament and the ice power of Frozen Bird all lost control... It's not appropriate to use the word control, it should be said to be lost induction.

His power has been denied!

Just like Duke in the world of Naruto will never be able to pull out the Zanpakuto, Fantasy Killer denies the existence of the black sword and obliterates the black sword from the root.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" The young man Kamijou shook his head desperately, his eyes wandering, and the sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Young man..." Duke sighed, "Forget it, that's it!"

Under the astonished gazes of the three boys from Kamijou, Duke turned around and walked towards the direction he came from, leaving behind Wei Guangzheng's back: "Although the last move of Wei Shan is not a pure swordsmanship, I am a little disappointed. But you are still qualified For the sake of everyone being swordsmen, that’s all for today.”

After speaking, Duke left without looking back, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud.

Otherwise, should he kill his sister to testify, or talk to the saint girl about the moon being round?

As the boy Kamijou said, everyone has no enmity or grievance, and there is no need to kill them. Duke's own purpose is to give himself a position. Now that the purpose has been achieved, it is time to go with the wind and leave a legend behind.