Pirate's Swordsman

Fires were everywhere, and the scorching stinging feeling gradually approached. Xia Nuo's eyes were focused, and he slashed out with a sword with his backhand. The air wave was like frost, passing by coldly, suppressing the surrounding fire in an instant.

At the same time, Xia Nuo's heels slammed into the ground, stepping on layers of cracks like spider webs. He used this force to jump up, raising Lake Toya high above his head, from top to bottom. Down, he slashed at Mote menacingly.

Chi Chi

Before the blade even reached, the low hum of the wind was already ringing in his ears. Mort's face turned gloomy, he raised his staff and pointed upwards. In an instant, seven or eight fire dragons roared out from it, roaring like living creatures. Heading upward

boom

The air pressure overflowing from the sword tip collided with the fire dragon in mid-air, causing a loud explosion. Under the constant impact of the fire and air waves, the fire dragon gradually turned into flame stars and dispersed. Although the sword energy was wiped out, seven out of ten Eight, but there are still aftermaths, which hit Morte's body heavily, causing him to retreat continuously, and he retreated a full three or four meters before he could offset the force.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mote's mouth, causing his eyes to gradually become stern. Obviously, although this domineering sword did not cause any obvious scars, it caused some impact on his body.

However, Xia Nuo did not give the opponent any chance to breathe. When he saw the opponent pull away, he did not hesitate to strike out with another steel-cutting strike. When Mote dodged to dodge, he suddenly tiptoed and started to step on the opponent. Slashing forward, the whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.

“So fast”

Mote's expression changed, and then he seemed to remember something. He hurriedly turned around, pulled out his staff and hit it harder, and a curtain wall of flames suddenly appeared, blocking him in front of him.

Almost at the same moment, figures floated behind the wall of fire, and the sword pressure of Lake Toya came towards the face. The originally thick wall of fire became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye almost instantly, and the flames flickered under the precarious shape. The tip of the sword with cold light suddenly penetrated through it, with the force of thunder, it went straight to the door facing Mote.

This time, Mote finally didn't have time to dodge completely. He only had time to turn his head slightly, and the tip of the sword had already pierced his shoulder. The blade cracked instantly, and a weak feeling suddenly spread from his shoulder to his whole body. When the sword was retracted, large streams of blood shot out from the wound, dyeing his robes and the top of his staff scarlet.

"Bastard brat"

After feeling that his left arm was almost half-disabled, Morte finally couldn't keep calm anymore. After an angry roar, he abandoned his staff and punched him head-on.

The reason why he kept using that useless staff was because he wanted to maintain an enigmatic image in front of the believers. At this time, he had already realized that in the current situation that had evolved into a life-and-death struggle, this idea How ridiculous

If you continue to maintain your so-called image and don't go all out, your life will really be on the line.

The fist was as powerful as the wind, stirring up waves of air in the air, and orange-red fireworks suddenly burst out, wrapping the entire fist in it, making the punch look full of terrifying deterrence.

Xia Nuo also didn't dare to be careless about this. The old guy was obviously very angry now. Those flashy fire dragons and fire pillars before were more like a show performance of a fire attribute mage, and this simple and straightforward punch The power contained in it is simply incomparable.

"call."

With this thought in his mind, Xia Nuo's expression became calmer. He exhaled slightly, staring at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes. He suddenly drew the sword with his right hand, and the blade passed the carp's mouth, between the lightning and flint. , wrapped in the roaring wind, from bottom to top, a sword picked out

Iai cuts steel flash

The astonishing strong wind set off by the sword blade instantly rolled back the ground along the way. A giant tornado with a height of more than ten meters suddenly took shape at this moment, rushing towards Mote with a violent surge.

Xia Nuo's face quickly turned pale and bloodless as he slashed out the sword, and he panted slightly, as if the tornado consumed a lot of his physical strength.

And that's exactly what happened.

This tornado, perhaps in terms of visual effects alone, is far inferior to the annihilating storm he unleashed with all his strength when he faced Lieutenant General Kanser at Whiskey Peak last time, but compared with the power, it is the most powerful one he has ever killed. The strongest sword ever

Because in the storm, there is still domineering power

Rumble

The speed of the wind broke through the sound barrier, and it was like a shocking arrow all the way, madly tearing apart the remaining air between the two. Mote felt an irresistible terrifying pressure coming towards his face. He was unable to maintain his charging posture, and it was extremely difficult to even take another step. The flames contained outside his fist were like duckweed in the rain at this moment. , seems to be overturned and extinguished at any time.

However, this is just the beginning.

When the tornado officially ravaged the location of Mote, the domineering force surrounding the storm fully demonstrated its power at this moment. A heart-breaking pain came from various parts of Mote's body. He looked down in disbelief, only to see that there were more than ten cuts on his body that seemed to have been cut by sharp blades. General scars.

no it's not possible

Even though he gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself, Morte could not stop his body from bursting with bloody scars in the torn apart by the storm. A trace of panic gradually appeared in his eyes. Only then did he realize that he was under the suppression of this terrifying tornado. Let alone counterattack, we may not even be able to hold on.

"it's time"

In the distance, looking at Morte struggling in the storm, Xia Nuo pursed his lips with a tired look, and once again clenched the hilt of Lake Toya's sword with his right hand. Then he saw his figure suddenly flash, and his whole body The person disappeared in place again.

Cut forward

In the past, it took more than ten minutes to use the displacement skill in a battle, but Xia Nuo can now use it several times in just one minute, and this time, it has naturally become the current battle. the last time

puff

Blood suddenly spurted out from the center of his eyebrows. Mote, who was stabbed in the vital part by a sword, instantly lost his eyesight and his pupils gradually became blurred. His body, which was still holding on desperately, also lost support at this moment, and crashed from low altitude. Fell to the ground.

"I really thought those with natural abilities were invincible."

Xia Nuo, who appeared behind Mote at some point, pulled out the blood-stained Toya Lake, then breathed out gently, and the expression on his face gradually became relaxed.

And at the same time, far away.

The soldiers who had been paying attention to the situation here since the two of them fought, no matter which side they were on, were all in shock at this moment. After finally coming back to their senses, their emotions instantly reached the peak of polarization:

"Master Jiao Zongzong is dead"

"How could this happen? Doesn't the Pope possess the great power given by the God of Fire?"

This was the collective reaction of the church army, especially some fanatical believers. They looked at the body that had been completely disfigured by the storm in disbelief, their eyes full of confusion.

As for the rebels, they were a little confused at first. After they were sure that their foreign aid experts and friends of Her Royal Highness had defeated the other party's pope with a crushing force, they all started shouting excitedly, and then they regained some consciousness. Organized by the officers who came over, they shouted Xia Nuo's name and charged towards the defeated church troops who had long lost their will to fight.

The frontal battlefield situation in the entire principality of Sambia has thus been officially reversed and the ending has been decided.