God after all

Chapter 223 Saint Son vs. Li Situ Fighting Assessment (2)

Li Situ grabbed his neck and dragged his body, which was unable to resist, directly to the ground.

The pain from the heavy landing on the back was not as good as the knee impact that invaded the spine.

"Offended, Holy Son!"

The two sapphire earrings of the young magician swayed slightly, and the flowing colors of brilliance blurred Leng Ji's sight.

Against the bright sun, the figure shines gorgeously and is eye-catching.

Something dazzling with silver light pierced from top to bottom, and a long sword pierced into the ground stood beside Leng Leng's head.

"It's still too weak."

After uttering disappointing words, Li Situ slightly relaxed his five fingers gripping the Son's neck.

Taking advantage of the gap between his relaxation of vigilance and inattention, Leng Ji pulled out the long sword inserted into the ground with his hand, counterattacking faster than the opponent could dodge.

Xin Chang Lanying leaped back and faced continuous attacks before landing smoothly.

Already flashed the coldness in front of him, waving the purple light long sword.

He had no choice but to avoid it effortlessly, until he was hit by a mighty sword that pierced his chest and abdomen.

The injured blue shadow suddenly turned into a group of night crows and rushed towards the opponent.

The cold and silent line of sight was occupied by the dense black, and it was too late to make a killing action, and the black bird with flapping wings was already flying away quickly.

In the distance behind the Holy Son, scattered black objects gathered to form a human figure standing on the ground, showing its true appearance.

Although no pain could be seen on Lan Ying's expression, the onlookers were all surprised to find a bleeding scar on his right shoulder.

The appearance of the wound was that the Son struck him with a sword when he was pressed to the ground.Only the bystander, the snake Bonn, saw all this in his eyes.

"Master Li Situ!?"

Freya, who exclaimed, cast a worried look at the still standing blue figure.

"Oh my god, the Holy Son is really good at it."

Frightened by the boy's barbaric sword, the snake Bonn could not resist the restlessness, and had to face up to the situation with [-] points of energy.

"You're doing well, that's all."

Li Situ didn't mind those who hurt him at all, but praised him sincerely.

"The battle is over, right? Please don't hurt each other!"

The elf girl's screams couldn't stop the confrontation.

As if absorbing the brilliance of the cool and cold silver moon, the clear and clear light blade appeared and took shape in the hands of the blue figure.

This slender and curved sword has ushered in the strongest opponent ever - Nemesis!
Leaving aside why Li Situ fought against the Holy Son, it was already a miracle that he suppressed the Ziguang long sword.

"The reason Li Situ's lightsaber can block Nemesis is because the power of the Holy Son is still too weak."

Hearing such comments, Freya cast her eyes on the divine snake Bonn.

"Perhaps because of the weakness of the Holy Son, Nemesis' power is only half awakened."

"Is that so?"

The girl next to Bonn murmured a question.

"Well, I understand the power of this sword."

"what……??"

The divine snake immediately realized what he said, and quickly lied:
"I follow the Holy Son, so I know how much the sword weighs."

It almost slipped the tongue, "This is a sacred object bestowed by the Black Lord to the Maharaja Michael. The power of the real sword is enough to shatter the heavens and the earth with a single wave."

But that destructive divine power disappeared.It is conceivable that when the maharaja presented this sword to the son and master, he must have tampered with it.

And the Holy Son, seems to have no idea who the real owner of this sword is?

Not only that, but he probably doesn't know anything about the secret relationship between his master Eliza Cuthbert and Michael.

Although he didn't know what kind of woman the master in the Son's previous life was, Bonn could vaguely guess that she was probably also a participant in the demon hunting plan.

The divine snake stared at the two black and blue figures who were fighting with each other, and there was an incomprehensible worry in their eyes.

Purple light and white light frequently interlaced, flashing dazzling brilliance.

The sound of weapons colliding was loud and piercing, echoing continuously in the spark-splashing air.

Lan Ying kicked out, and the boy's black shadow flew away.

The 15-year-old Shengzi fell miserably to the ground, and his back slid on the road with a three-meter-long mark.

He is not considered a strong and tall body, and finally there is no movement.

A fine current flowed from the purple light blade, making a hissing sound like a struggling neighing.

Although the long sword was held in his hand, the Holy Son, who was lying on his back, was already in a defeated posture.

His eyes were empty and absent-minded, and his body was paralyzed by Li Situ's kick.

"Can't you get up?"

The magician's voice full of distant breath echoed in his ears, and he only felt dizzy and almost lost consciousness.

"It's really unbeatable."

After uttering the sigh-like words, the blue figure stopped walking, because what he said made the unbeaten Son move.

He barely and strenuously propped up his upper body, the messy hair on his forehead covered one right eye.

"You can still get up, right? Then continue."

The lingering wind blew the mage's dark blue coat, and the hem of the garment was billowing in the air gracefully.

In the eyes of the Son of Lengji, this slender figure shrouded in the sun's rays was shining brightly.

The battle that I saw with my own eyes kicked off again, and the onlookers couldn't help but whisper.

The blue figure stood still, waiting for the black figure that jumped up from the ground to come galloping.

The sound of the sharp blow from the blade was so piercing that it could tear the eardrums apart, Freya covered her ears unbearably.

She never knew before that the sound of fighting in battle can be so noisy.

"It's the two swords neighing. It seems that they also feel that they have encountered a difficult opponent today."

The divine snake Bonn played the role of a bystander calmly, his eyes firmly attracted by the two figures who were fighting endlessly.

Li Situ raised his hand and placed his sword above his head to defend against the sharp blade cutting from above.

He stretched out his hand, with the palm facing forward, and a circle of eight-pointed stars burst out and hit the attacker.

The speed of the blow was beyond the naked eye's grasp, and even the divine snake didn't see what happened clearly, only heard a shock from the depths of the forest.

"Son!!??"

Freya ran over anxiously.

Li Situ, who was standing still, did not stop her from running towards the forest.

The Son of God had already sat down on the ground against the thick tree trunk, his eyes closed in a daze, and he was motionless.

His forehead was bleeding profusely, and his red-stained gloomy face exudes a sense of beauty and cruelty.

Splendid thousand suns poured down through the gaps in the shadows of the trees, and he was silent in the daylight without making a sound, his motionless figure exuding a kind of melancholy and sadness of the vicissitudes of time.

A voice calling to the Son awakened him.

Blood flowed into the slowly opened eyes, and in the scarlet blurred vision, it seemed that a girl dressed in the colors of nature broke into his retina.

"Freya..."

Leng Ji didn't realize that there was deep loneliness in his tired voice.

(End of this chapter)