Sky Dragon Rider

For a little swordsman who doesn't even have a fighting spirit to be able to fight against a strong sword god without showing any timidity, this requires not only great courage, but also the awareness to face death.

It is undeniable that this kind of behavior that looks more like suicide seems a bit stupid, but it is worthy of the name of "warrior".

Even if he only took one step into the arena and then fled, no one would laugh at him, because not everyone has the courage to take that step towards death.

Undoubtedly, this kind of courage and determination not only deserves the respect of all, but also won the respect of an emperor.

"I'll do my best!"

After saying something in a voice that only he could hear, Lin Mo drew his sword towards the other party and saluted as a swordsman.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the emperor of the Texi Empire was actually a second-rank fire sword god.

For Dragon Knight, it doesn't matter much.

Lin Mo's opponent has long been doomed, and because of the great sword in his hand, he has temporarily added to his position in the gladiatorial competition The Chamber of Commerce took a fancy to it and hired it, so there must be two brushes.

Standing in the middle of the duel area, the wind-type sword god holding the long sword "Qingque" stood in the middle of the duel area, watching Lin Mo enter the arena calmly. "In the 11th round of the sixth round, our lucky guy, the young blond swordsman 748 encouraged by His Majesty Huoka, fought against the second-level wind-type sword god from the Jinlan Shield Chamber of Commerce, number 3168, let us wait and see, the swords in the hands of both sides The weapons are very special, the two-handed sword in the former's hand once cut through two spell shields in one go, while the long sword in the latter's hand is called 'Qingque', and there are rumors that it has been cultivated with sword intent."

The eloquence of the host of the gladiatorial contest was very good, and every sentence grasped the psychology of the audience.The continuous shouts of surprise and surprise from the audience were heard, which made this battle with a large gap in strength very exciting.

Those who can enter the sixth round of the battle are basically strong, and there is no chance for any tricks. In the eyes of many viewers, if it weren't for the fifth round of the battle yesterday, the god of worship of the Hiss family was captured by the imperial intelligence. This little swordsman might not even be able to see the Sun of the Holy Flame today. It is already a great honor to be here again.

"If you are willing to give me the big sword in your hand and admit defeat on the spot, there is still time."

Even if His Majesty the Emperor personally encouraged this little swordsman, Beliso's state of mind would still not change in any way. To be able to advance to a strong position, the will must be extraordinary. "Let the horse come here! Either you die, or I live!"

No longer a gesture of defense and counterattack, Lin Mo made a strong attacking sword posture in the eyes of the opponent, and rushed directly with small steps.

"Humph! It's too much!"

bass! ~ Hey! ~ As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of unsheathed swords.The figure of the wind-type sword god Beliso suddenly faded and disappeared without warning.

At the same time, Lin Mo held the sword in both hands and slashed towards his left side with all his strength almost without hesitation.

boom! ~

The long sword with azure light and the big two-handed sword stood together, and the figure of the wind sword god became clear in an instant.

Although there is a gap between the two sides in terms of fighting spirit, the result of the two swords clashing is that they are equally divided.

"Wow! ~ So fast! How did that wind sword god appear next to 748? I can't see his movements at all!"

"Nearly. If the blond swordsman hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been beheaded!"

"How did 748 know that the wind sword god would appear on his left, it's strange!"

The audience all stared wide-eyed, as if it was very strange that the young blond swordsman survived the first round.

"Hmph! Don't be too complacent. This is just the beginning!"

Beliso smiled coldly. It was just a fluke or intuition that the other party successfully held his sword.

"You're going to die fast! I promise!"

Lin Mo stared back at the other party without showing any weakness.Suddenly stepped half a step forward and drew the sword back from bottom to top.

when! ~

There was another sound of heavy strikes, and the eyes of the audience outside the arena widened in disbelief. The young blond swordsman once again resisted the opponent's sudden switch of positions like a prophet.

This is no coincidence!

"You?! How did you know I would move here."

The face of the wind-type sword god changed slightly, and the opponent's reaction and movements were unexpectedly fast. Although the wind-type fighters had an extremely advantage in speed and agility, but being held up by the opponent's long sword in succession, the opponent showed more than just Luck, or other cards he didn't know about.

"I don't need to know where you will move, I just need to confirm where your sword will appear!"

Lin Mo gave an explanation for the gold-type dragon. In fact, it was not only his own tactical prediction that resisted the "Qingque", but also the gold-type dragon's perception of the position change of the long sword "Qingque".

At such a short distance, no matter how fast the wind-type sword god is, it cannot be faster than the perception of a gold-type dragon.

Most of the power to meet the opponent's long sword comes from gold coins, and all Lin Mo needs to do is to keep his movements up to the big sword to avoid muscle strain.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hand!"

Beliso seemed to have a little recollection. No wonder he felt a little weird when he was intercepted twice in a row. It was clear that he swung his long sword and sent it to the door to slash the sword in the opponent's hand.

it's really weird

In fact, the wind-type sword god didn't know how lucky he was. With the blessing of his status and fighting spirit, the "Qingque" who had cultivated a sword spirit successfully resisted the devouring ability of the gold-type dragon. If he changed a sword, I'm afraid he will be disarmed in an instant during the first exchange of blows, leaving only a bare hilt in his hand.

"kill!"

As if anticipating the next move of the wind-type sword god, Lin Mo got the momentum and stepped forward, tearing open the air with his two-handed sword, and slashing a cross.

This is a very simple and effective sword technique. It is not only aggressive, but also able to limit the changes of the opponent's sword posture.

"Hmph!~Even if you can predict it, it's still far away!"

Finally letting go of his contempt, Beliso, the wind-type sword god who really started to be serious, was wrapped in a blue wind and battle qi, and the long sword "Qingque" in his hand let out a mournful howl, and the sword shadow was heavy in an instant, as if The blooming flowers slashed out dozens of swords in a row, and the unparalleled sword energy sealed Lin Moshao up and down from multiple directions.

"Cut the Waterfall!"

Lin Mo let out a low cry, and while taking three steps back, he shook out a sword flower with the big sword in both hands, meeting the sword energy visible to the naked eye.

Although he lost his combat aura, his sword skills and rich combat experience that could not be washed away by potions remained. Even without the support of his combat aura, his waterfall-slashing sword skill could still display [-] to [-] percent of its power. To him, , is enough.

Boo! ~

The high-frequency vibrations from the gold-type giant dragon instantly crushed the two sword qis, and there were constant explosions in the air. The dragon knight unexpectedly once again took risks with his own body, instead of retreating, he rushed towards his opponent, pointing his sword at the middle palace.

sizzle! ~

Many narrow and long sword marks instantly appeared on the surface of the gorgeous light armor. Although the powerful sword skills exerted with all their strength were blocked by the most deadly sword energy with the cooperation of the golden dragon, some of the sword energy that slipped through the net still fell into the forest. Mo's body.

The sword energy of the strong sword god failed to break through the seemingly fragile light armor, and the sword marks only lasted for a breath, and then began to disappear quickly.

Thankfully, the gold coin devoured the accidentally obtained Split metal and obtained the split talent, otherwise it would not have worked so seamlessly.

boom! ~

The huge impact erupted at the moment when the two swords collided made a circle of transparent air folds suddenly appear around the two people's bodies, and spread rapidly.

Not only in the auditorium, but even the emperor Huoka Texi on the royal viewing platform was moved by the violent collision in the duel area without any extravagance.

Many people were rubbing their eyes, as if they still couldn't believe what they saw.

This is not at all like a completely unequal battle between a weak swordsman who doesn't even have a fighting spirit and a sword god, but it should be a battle between two truly strong, evenly matched battles.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's old power is exhausted and new power is not born, the golden dragon's natural ability is activated again, and the two-handed sword is fiercely pressed against the opponent. Crushed to death.

"you!"

The wind-type sword god immediately blushed and had a thick neck. The big sword held by "Qingque" was like a mountain, pressing down viciously. What he was facing was not a human swordsman, but a fierce humanoid beast.

What was even more exasperating was that the other party seemed to still have some strength left, and smiled at him.

"Open it for me!"

Beliso, who was under tremendous pressure, yelled loudly, and the blue battle aura on his body suddenly rose, and the explosive battle aura shook the two swords that were fighting together.

He also took advantage of the situation to retreat three or four steps, but he still didn't intend to stop, he still retreated again and again until he was more than thirty steps away.

"Well, I admit that I underestimated you, young man, and you have earned my respect with all my strength! Then the battle has just begun!"

Realizing that if he didn't take out his trump card, Beliso, the wind-type sword god who might capsize in the gutter, stretched out his fingers and clasped the spine of the "Qingque" sword, and flicked it lightly! ~

hum! ~

A trembling sound spread out, but strangely, it didn't weaken quickly, but instead became stronger and stronger.

"It's an honor for you to die under my 'Nine Tones Broken Soul'!"

An inexplicable and inexplicable change took place in the aura of Beliso. The long sword "Qingque" began to draw mysterious trajectories. It was neither like a sword skill nor a spellcasting method, but there was a faint breath of death emanating from it. open-

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