Dedicated to the infinite world

Grevas opened her mouth and looked at Feng Zao Shenren in amazement. Indeed, she didn't think about it. Even she could not defeat the night eclipse. Even if Feng Zao Shenren showed strength beyond her, she could not win the night eclipse. .

"I hope you can defeat that fake Lotus Asupel. Although I don't want you to use this trick, it is difficult for you to win that fake even if you have recovered your strength," Grevas said in a deep voice.

"Why? Anyway, your purpose is to prevent fakes from winning the sword dance festival. Do you think she won with my master?" Fengzhao Shenren rolled his eyes and pushed the night eclipse out without feeling ashamed.

"You too..." Grevas looked at Fengzao Shenren speechlessly. In her opinion, Fengzao Shenren said that it sounds good is to recognize the reality, and that it is ugly is to eat and wait for death. Anyway, the night eclipse will definitely defeat everything. People, then instead of risking their lives to knock down people who are bound to be knocked down, it is better to be honest.

Although there may be some discrepancies, Grevas felt that the wind early god is almost in this state now.

Because she could see the wind early in the eyes of the gods, there was no paranoia like the first time they met, nor the obsession of meeting at the academy.

There is no one who has to be saved, because they are by their side, and there is no absolute desire to be realized, because her desire has been fulfilled, even if it is Claire and the others, she firmly believes that as long as they show the determination to move the night eclipse, Ye Eclipse can also fulfill their wishes, and her reasons for staying here have become blurred.

Is it company or witness?Or for other reasons, Feng Zao Shenren or Lian Axubel himself was lost.

Anyway, just stay here, maybe I haven't noticed it yet, but this idea is already entrenched in Feng Zaoshenren's mind.

The night eclipse silently looked at the wind early gods with his arms around his chest. Since Grevas could see the current state of the wind early gods, he could easily see it, and he knew very well about the wind early. The time when the mentality of God-man changed.

The battle between him and the night eclipse made the wind early gods’ original wish-to bring Restia back to her side has been fulfilled, and she also understood that you can usually make jokes with the night eclipse. You are a shameful prank, but he will not release the water in any way for the battle, and her teammates are also proud people who will die to you if you release the water.

So in this case, just wait for the fight against the night eclipse, anyway, although the night eclipse will beat them badly, maybe they will cry bitterly, but they will never kill them, but with that fake lotus Axiu Bell might die, even if she could protect herself, but Claire and the others couldn't, and the happiness they finally held in their hands might be in vain.

There is nothing wrong with this idea. It should be said that this is the mentality that Fengzao Shenren should have. Only when you have lost it, you know to cherish. Not long ago, you have experienced the painful Fengzao Shenren that the lover disappears in front of you. Unnecessary danger is also normal.

"This is not the lotus Ashbel that I want to see," Night Eclipse propped up his chin, "I know what you think in your heart, and I agree with it. I am curious that there is no need to respond to anyone's expectations. What kind of sword dance do you show me?"

Chapter 92 This is the sword that opens up the future

What kind of sword dance can it show?

Feng Zao Shenren looked at the night eclipse dullly.

Three years ago, I only thought that there was no confusion on the sword in her hand for Restia's victory, so she offered a peerless sword dance for the world, and therefore had the strongest and most beautiful sword dancer— —Lian Ashbel.

Today, three years later, there is no one who needs to respond to the expectation. Everything you ask for is all around you. Can Fengzhaoshen who have no obsessions offer the same sword dance as three years ago?

Absolutely impossible...

It must be hard to see the extreme with a sword swinging with the idea of ​​just passing by.

The god of wind early clenched his fist tightly, and the faint halo of the engraving of the elves belonging to Restia on the back of his left hand seemed to calm her.

But what can I respond to now?

——But I really want to see your sword dance three years ago

Yes, I seem to have the expectation of responding even if I bet on my life.

Then my sword will no longer be confused.

"I understand!" Feng Zao Shenren took a deep breath and turned his dark eyes to Grevas.

"Really, then the last profound meaning will be handed over to you," Grevas loosened the collar, which might be her last sword dance.

"No!" Fengzhao Shenren shook his head and pressed his right hand on his chest. His long black hair was scattered like a waterfall, and his flat chest quickly swelled. Fengzhao Shenren disappeared, replaced by the strongest sword dance. Jilian Ashbel.

"Since your teaching is fighting, I will defeat you this time." Lin Ashuper gathered the long hair in her ear and looked at Grevas heroically, "Let you see my sword dance in the end. Is there any regression."

"This is unexpectedly good," Grevas' eyes lit up. "What do you want now?"

"Yeah, what am I asking for?" Lian Ashbel chuckled lightly, her little white hands pressed on her chest as if she was feeling something, "I just want to show the best sword dance suddenly!"

"That is to say, I am a prelude," Grevas not only was not angry but laughed openly. "Able to use me as the witch of twilight as a prelude, it is worthy of being the strongest sword dancer-Ren Axiubel! This will definitely be the best sword dance festival ever! So let’s get started! A prelude to my opponent, the strongest elf!"

"Can you admire your face?" Lian Ashupel asked shyly, turning her head to look at Night Eclipse.

"Then show off your sword dance to your heart's content," Night Eclipse propped up his chin, and the golden crossed eyes seemed to burn. "Your previous speech made me very dissatisfied. Can your sword dance calm my anger? "

"Of course, my master."

In the world of elves, the strongest sword dancer and the strongest elves are facing each other, while the night eclipse is sitting on the golden throne not far away, waiting for the sword dance they are about to offer.

"——Come out of the gates of the underworld, great earl, demon spirit [Boyd]!"

Grevas stretched out his hand to make a magic phalanx shining red light and appeared in front of her, and the dark block exuding this frightening aura silently suspended in the center of the phalanx.

"Elf Demon Suit [Wind-Expeller], it should be very familiar to you," Grevas stretched out his hand and held the unknown dark block with a light wave. From the hilt, the dark block gradually turned into one. The hilt is a pitch-black sword that is very similar to Restia's [Perforating Sword of Reality].

"It's quite painful to cut on the body, but..." Lian Asupel stretched out her right hand and shook it lightly, and a dark magic sword fell into her hand, "I won't lose this time."

Because she is holding my hand, he is watching me from behind!

"That's it, then I don't need to be too long-winded," Grevas disappeared in place, and a flash of light against it pierced straight at Lian Axiubel.

"This didn't suit you at all, and..." Lian Ashubel looked at the tip of the sword that had stagnated in front of her indifferently, and the sword of truth penetrated directly against Grevas' chest, "Are you in the small Look at me?"

"I'm really old, I didn't expect you to make a move first," Grevas sighed sadly, "What have you seen that can be done to this degree."

If it’s the wind early god, it’s already been seconds. If it’s the past Ren. Asupel, he will choose to use an attack to forcefully confront Gravas, and then Gravas will use his experience to fly, but the Ren in front of him But Ashubel looked at her indifferently as she pierced her eyes until Gravas approached and raised the sword. If Gravas didn’t stop, then before she penetrated Lotus Ashbel’s head, she The heart will be penetrated first.

"I have witnessed the legend," Lian Ashbel lifted her finger to move the exhaler away, and stepped back, "Come on, this distance is more appropriate."

"Even to teach you this little devil a lesson, a misguided mistake, but thanks to your blessing, I am a little awake from the busy business, I am the witch of the twilight!" Grevas took off his eyes and threw behind him, gray eyes It seems that flames are burning in the middle, "Let you feel the sword dance that I won the sword dance festival back then!"

"Then start the sword dance!" Lian Ashubel stabs Grevas like a thunder, "Absolute sword skill, the first form-purple electricity."

"This kind of sword dance is dedicated to the Elf King," Grevas showed a frantic smile, and raised the same sword skills of the Breeze to meet Ren Axiubel. "You can certainly realize any wish!"

"It's a pity, this sword dance..." Lian Ashuper smiled, "It's just for one person!"

The night eclipse not far away raised the corners of his mouth, and the violent wind caused by the collision of the two swords blew his hair. The flashing sword light gave people a feeling that they would be shredded if they were not careful. But the night eclipse still stared at Lian Ashbel, who seemed to be the leader of this sword dance.

When both sides use the same sword skills, the physical strength of Grevas is far inferior to that of Ren. Ashubel’s Grevas remains undefeated because Restia has not recovered, but this is only one reason. Grevas really does not. The reason for the defeat was that she had to wield the sword consciousness even if she died.

In his perception, Grevas' body was already in tatters, and the cracks increased with every sword swing, but Grevas' sword dance became more and more intense.

"It was my fault to say that you are a person who likes to calculate!" Night Eclipse stood up, and it shouldn't be the case to sit for such a fight, "Keep waving the sword in your hand!"

"The strongest sword dancer, you should have performed the final blow," Grevas showed a smile like relief while blocking the magic sword that was attacking her. "You will witness the ultimate sword skill of the Twilight Witch. The ultimate meaning!"

"It's already started!" Lian Ashubel took a deep breath and swung the sword to speed up again, but unlike the previous attacks, every blow is a destructive attack that kills, slashing the storm like a blooming flower. for--

Unparalleled sword skills, broken type Liehua spiral sword dance. Eighteen consecutive cuts!

This was a sword skill prepared to defeat the demon god-level elves, but Grevas took every blow abruptly, and the gray hair dancing in the air overflowed with a faint light.

Lian Ashubel's eyes narrowed, she already understood what the ultimate meaning of the ultimate sword skill was, and through the sword dance to coordinate with the opponent's movements and breathing, the already repelling divine power was synchronized to absorb the opponent's divine power and attack.