The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 639 A Surging Sword!
Kahn did not believe that a swordsman without a sword could defeat him.

It's like a magician without a staff or magic jewelry to increase mental power.

The sword is even more important than the magician's staff, because the sword is the life of the swordsman.

There is even a saying: When the sword is there, the man is there; when the sword is dead, the man is dead!
Through this sentence, it is not difficult to imagine how noble the sword is in the hearts of swordsmen.

People who are used to licking blood on the blade of the sword will never abandon the sword easily!

The sword is not only his weapon, but also his most useful weapon and partner, and even his life.

"Well, I have to admit, you've irritated me!" Taking a deep breath, he took half a step forward, and a cruel smile appeared on Kahn's cold and handsome face.

The breeze that was still blowing slowly stopped now.

The originally icy sword body gradually descended with the surrounding air, and the cold air radiated out.

Looking at Kahn right now, I just feel that he can't find any flaws in his whole body.

As far as the standing posture holding the sword is concerned, it is already perfect.

He is concentrating.

Not only is he concentrating, but there is also a serious look on his cold face.

Because, just based on the few words just now, he already understood that the strength of Nabalu who came out of the "swallowing nightmare" had already made a qualitative leap.

If it was said that the two were still of equal strength just now, it would be like throwing a coin on a balanced scale.

A thin coin may not be a big deal at ordinary times, but in this balanced space, the slightest weight will affect the overall situation.

Thinking of the spiritual magic released by being smart, Kahn can only smile secretly now.

Nabalu not far away was so calm, and the dark blue wind elements gathered around his body also disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared before.

He knew that with his current strength, it was not just difficult to defeat Nabalu.

For opponents like Kadi, what they need to fight is wisdom and adaptability, and there may be many opportunities to deal with it; but for opponents like Nabalu, what they want to fight is all their energy, spirit, and form.

Kahn is Kadi's elder brother, and they grew up together since childhood. Kadi's swordsmanship is taught by him.

Naturally, Cardi's weaknesses are clear to him.

And what about Baru?
This mysterious swordsman who appeared suddenly, if he only found out his information from the incomplete information, he would not even reach fifty.

When a master fights, don't take it lightly. If you miss a hit, you will be the one who loses.

Kahn obviously understood the truth of this, no matter who made the first move, he or Nabalu, the outcome would be determined by one move, either he would die or Nabalu would die.

Kahn was trying his best to keep his breathing natural, and the grudge in his body was also rapidly gathering at this moment.

But Nabalu stood opposite him motionless, the sword held in his left hand was gently put down at this moment.

Just like what he just said, no sword is better than a sword!
The put down sword went straight into the ground beside it.

Nabalu is now empty-handed...

Kadi bit her lip tightly and focused on the field; Hans squeezed the iron rod tightly, and his brows were almost wrinkled together.

Bean glanced lightly at the two people on the field, then slowly closed his eyes.

Nabarnik picked up the lost gold coin on the ground, and said, "Baby, I finally found you..." But if you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes are always focused on the two people on the field, and he is very concerned about the coin in his hand. The gold coins turned a blind eye.

Is this still the miser who loves money like his life?

Chu Mo stood on the sidelines without moving. He just had a panoramic view of everyone's subtle expressions through his powerful spiritual sense.

But if he doesn't move, it doesn't mean that Tuantuan in his palm won't move.

Softly, looking at the astonishing aura of the two people on the field, there was an astonishingly greedy light in their small eyes.

Kahn finally couldn't bear it any longer. The longer he stayed in this oppressive atmosphere, the more he felt a heavy weight on his chest.

The stone hanging from his chest made him explode.

He roared angrily in his heart: "Since when did I, Kahn, become a mother-in-law? If you want to fight, fight!"

Suddenly, Kahn drew his sword!

The cold sword body suddenly erupted with dark blue sword energy like a stormy sea.

And his whole body was instantly surrounded by dark blue battle energy, his whole body was like a moving sea tide.

Nabalu on the opposite side didn't move at all.

He just watched all this indifferently, as if no matter how Kahn released his grudge, he was just a cold spectator.

"Stack!" Kahn's cold voice resounded in the dark blue grudge.

A gleam flashed in Chu Mo's eyes.

Kadi's face was pale, and the hand holding the sword was already shaking.

If they heard correctly, what Kahn will use next is the stunt he used in the battle with Kadi.

Stack, so the name means.

Together, these sword poses are layered and continuous like ocean waves.

It can be said that this sword style has acquired the characteristics of the water element.

Recalling the stack of swords just now, Cady felt his heart beating fast.

The dark blue light shone on the entire palace, Cady, Hans and the others all covered their faces and closed their eyes.

Even Chu Mo had to forcibly input a little more qi, and the blood-red magic shield was so bright.

inside the field.

Looking at Jianmang, which was surging like a tide, Nabalu advanced instead of retreating.

Clenching his hands tightly, his thin body stood upright.

The blood red is like Chu Mo's blood color against the sky, and the radiance shoots out a beam of light from the body.

Nabalu's body slowly floated up, his originally brown hair turned silvery white, and the same brown pupils instantly turned blood red, shining brightly.

"Is this the demon transformation?" Kahn, who had already attacked, couldn't help but read when he saw Nabalu's change at the critical moment.

After transforming, Nabalu's blood-red pupils shot a contemptuous light, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a cold smile on his cold face: "The light of rice grains!"

Before the words fell, Jian Mang, who was like a tide, was less than a few tens of centimeters away from his body.

There was a "choke" sound.

Everyone's eardrums tingled in shock.

Jian Mang disappeared like a tide.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Everything in the world is dead silent...

The wind has begun to blow slowly without knowing when.

Kahn's long royal blue hair was blown away, his pupils were wide open, and his cold and handsome face showed a frightened expression.

Still maintaining the posture of stabbing the sword, but the dark blue sword energy gushing out from the long sword has long since disappeared.

There was a gust of cold wind in the air, the wind was cold, and the people were even colder.

Nabalu's long silver hair was indescribably cold and arrogant in the wind, but his scarlet pupils were full of bloodthirsty, killing and other violent auras.

His hands were casually placed on both sides of his body, the blood-red beam of light had disappeared, but he was still floating in the air, only a pair of pitch-black wings appeared on his back.

"The transformation of the demon fallen angel..." Kahn murmured firmly.

Before the words fell, the crisp sound of 'jingle' sounded.

Everyone looked and saw the long sword tightly held in Kahn's hand, cracked from the sword body, shattered into pieces of iron and fell to the ground.

The dark clouds that had covered the sky quietly dissipated, and people were bathed in sunshine.

Under the sunlight, the fragments of the shattered sword shone brightly.

(End of this chapter)