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Spall, who was never good-tempered, felt a surge of ruthlessness deep within him as he sensed the shadow of death.
The blue sword tip magnified in his eyes. The chilling killing intent seemed to freeze even one's soul.
However, Spall did not shy away from it.
His muscles tensed as he raised his longsword.
The sword cut through the air with a deafening whistling sound, and with a clang, collided with Mirror Stream's sword slash.
The world is quiet.
In a short while, even the wind stopped moving.
However, the next second, the aftershocks erupted, and layers of sword intent and wind blades sawed out trenches in the ground.
Spah felt his blood surging, his heart pounding, and all his organs seemed to have a mind of their own, trembling repeatedly.
His arm, in particular, trembled so much that even the protective light shield in his palm rippled.
So painful
A metallic taste of blood rose in Spa's throat.
However, he did not retreat. Instead, he gritted his teeth and took a step forward. The Emperor's Bow longsword unleashed a golden sword light and crashed down on the ice sword with a thunderous roar.
A splash of crimson light erupted, followed by a surge of golden sword light. The sword energy, now crimson, struck the ice sword.
In an instant, the world changed dramatically.
At the center of the collision, a thunderous boom erupted. The two sword energies merged into one, transforming into a tornado.
The tornado sliced through the shipping container, cutting it into red and blue fragments that billowed into the sky.
The two were instantly covered in dust particles, and a deafening roar erupted, like a natural disaster.
Spah felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if his body was falling apart.
His breathing quickened, his vision narrowed, and there was nothing in his sight except for Jingliu and the sword in her hand.
kill!
Ignoring his muscles, Spa took another step forward.
Dang! , Different tumor wing (three) 栮鸸IX亻尔
The two collided, each taking a step back. Spah gritted his teeth, adjusted his posture first, and charged forward again.
when!
Mirror Flow retreated, but Spa did not.
Energy surged within his body, and the power of destiny was squeezed to its limit.
Spa took a deep breath and inhaled the air. The air, carrying a heavy, metallic, and bloody smell, filled his throat.
step!
You can't get a refund!
Spah swung his sword again, pressing towards Mirror Stream.
A crimson-gold light spread, like a raging fire, climbing up the azure ice.
The black energy collided, and a crimson-gold light emanated from the front.
The two forces are locked in a tug-of-war, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Come again!
Spah twisted his wrist and swung his sword again.
The crimson sword lights clashed suddenly, swirling around the black mist. The child, whose hands were burning from the black mist, shrank back step by step.
Spah swung his sword again.
The black mist trembled and emitted a cry like that of a baby.
Swing the sword.
The black aura is decreasing.
It transformed into a butterfly and escaped from the mirror's body.
The mirror stream emitted a blue light.
Spah took a deep breath. He felt his hands and feet trembling and his breathing rapid; he knew he couldn't be reckless.
Let's catch our breath first.
Spa took two steps back, inhaling and exhaling, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring directly into Jing Liu's red eyes.
Those eyes looked like they were dripping blood.
Despite its bright red color, Spahta's pupils revealed a chilling coldness.
But hidden deep within that coldness lies a touch of madness.
Even if she's unaffected by the dark energy... this guy is a madman, we can't delay any longer, we have to finish her off in one move!
Spah muttered to himself, gripping his longsword tighter.
"You're really strong..."
Jing Liu moved his lips, his fingertips brushing against the ice sword, his voice as cold as a machine in a factory.
"You actually managed to unleash your killing intent at the critical moment, further upgrading your sword intent, but unfortunately... you can't maintain it."
Jingliu glanced at the Imperial Bow Sword. The dark red blood color on the blade had faded, turning into pure gold.
Spah also noticed the change in the longsword, and was surprised. After thinking for half a second, he shook his head.
The power that has been displayed so far is indeed not yet stable... There is still a long way to go in the path of the sword.
but……
Spah spun the sword, aiming the blade at Mirror Stream. The upper part of the longsword gleamed with golden light, as if enveloped in a layer of rising sun.
"Since you have no external forces to rely on, what makes you think you can still be my opponent!"
As he spoke, Spa took a step forward, pulled a candy from his pocket, tossed it into the air, and caught it with his mouth.
As he chewed, his body became a blur. In the blink of an eye, Spa was upon Jingliu.
Spah raised his longsword high.
Boom!
The vibration started again.
Spare caught a glimpse of two shipping containers sandwiching him from both sides, as if trying to crush him into cookie filling.
Bang!
He was hit squarely, and his whole body shimmered with golden light.
The surface of the container was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, which creaked and spread.
Before long, the two containers turned to dust.
Spa looked up and saw a series of shipping containers in front of him, but Jingliu was nowhere to be seen.
She escaped.
蘤倭久柒锍1衤三扒a^!
It seems the person controlling the container is an ally of Mirror Stream and Rakshasa... Something truly terrible has happened in Rakshasa.
Spare squinted, crunching away at the candy, while the gears in his mind began to turn.
blah blah blah!
Snap! Snap...
Spah heard footsteps approaching his ears.
"Honestly, I have a feeling you're doubting that I'm on the same team as that old woman."
A familiar voice rang in my ears.
Spall was slightly taken aback, his heart pounded, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up in a smile.
He turned his head and saw a girl wearing purple goggles, who was standing in front of him with her chin slightly raised.
"You stinky Spa! I filmed your embarrassing moment. Here you go."
Silver Wolf, blowing bubble gum, approached Spa.
Chapter 175 Silver Wolf Wants to Be a Technical Analyst
Silver Wolf pulled out a virtual keyboard and started pressing buttons.
"You mean I... was embarrassed just now?"
Spah's forehead bulged.
Although his heart was filled with raging fire, Spah still habitually put on a smile and remained polite to most people.
However, when Spah encountered Silver Wolf, the first thing he did was to masturbate and lash out in anger.
Wow!
The longsword slashed out, grazing just past the girl's hair.
Just moments ago, Silver Wolf was spewing insults, but now, cold sweat is breaking out on his forehead and trickling down his skin.
No?
It's only been a week... how did Spa become so strong? And that aura...
Silver Wolf had a premonition that even if he hid in the ethereal space, Spa could still kill her with that sword strike.
Isn't he... afraid of killing me?
Silver Wolf's heart pounded wildly.
But the next second, she came to her senses, veins bulged on her forehead, and her fists clenched together, making a cracking sound.
"You stinky Spa! Are you trying to kill me?"
Silver Wolf raised his fist, making a whimpering sound, and charged forward, conjuring a pulse gun halfway there.
Biu!
Biu! Biu! Biu...
Spa raised a light shield to block the laser.
But the next second, Silver Wolf flashed behind him, jumped onto Spah's shoulder like an octopus, and locked his neck.
"Stupid Spa! Stinky Spa! Bastard Spa!"
Silver Wolf swung his little fist and punched Spah's shoulder: "I gave you so much information! And the first thing you did when we met was to try and cut me with your sword!"
The silver wolf howled.
Spas turned his head and saw the girl's eyes glistening with tears, her cheeks flushed, and her teeth bared.
"I……"
"You haven't called me for so many days. I thought you were dead. Look how worried I was! You stupid Spa! You stinky Spa!"
The silver wolf howled louder and louder.
Spall thought to himself: I was indeed on the verge of death, and I didn't contact Silver Wolf afterward... It was my fault!
Compensation
Although Spah has a strong personality, he can't be tough when a girl cries. (II) Three Cold Master Fins Scattered Feed.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned his head again and caught a glimpse of Silver Wolf still sobbing, tears welling up in his eyes.
Strangely, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
This guy... is using his mark to act cute with me.
A feeling of being deceived welled up inside Spa.
His straight-male thinking led him to instinctively think of throwing Silver Wolf over his shoulder and then ignoring her.
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