A fantasy reality that began in Academy City

“SOS regiment?”

“Hey, hey, don’t look at me with the kind of disgust that looks at the boss of the evil organization, although the organization was indeed established by me, but the purpose is to save those innocent and kind lives, which is actually a charitable organization in essence.”

Di Yi explained to the divine rift.

Hearing this, Di Yi, who stared at Di Yi with his long and beautiful eyes, seemed to confirm the credibility of the other party’s words.

“I took an oath when I joined the Puritanism, so it is impossible to leave the Puritanism and go elsewhere, but if you really have the ability to save that child, then I will never give up even if there is a war!”

“That is, you have to choose first!” Di Ban’s eyes narrowed and said with a smile.

“Magic name” Salvare000 “God cracks the fire weaving, please enlighten! Shen Rift squatted slightly, holding the tai knife that exceeded two meters from his waist in an orthodox posture.

This is her respect for the strong.

“I understand!” Di Yi’s ancient eyes, purple and white pupils, began to read the subtle movements of the divine split, and was ready to fight at any time.

Although Di Yi just stood still, it was difficult for the divine rift to find the flaws of the other party, and the whole body was like a perfect circle, which was difficult to break through.

“In this case, there is no way, you can only forcibly break in” Divine Rift is now jealous that the teenager in front of her can “steal” Steele’s magic, and although the superpower of “fantasy reality” has also been explained by the other party, she has no idea how to use it and to what extent.

However, her power is in the form of slashing as a means of attack, which is different from Steele’s magic, even if the other party can really steal magic easily, it should not be able to influence her slash.

Thinking of this, the divine splitting eyes suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, the slash had already struck towards the Bangen Emperor.

The distance between Teiichi and the God Crack is a full ten meters, and the length of the Japanese sword of the God Split is more than two meters, and for a girl, it should be impossible to even pull out the scabbard.

It stands to reason that this should be the case.

But in the next instant, like a huge flash of laser light, Di Yi’s pupils shrank slightly, and his body disappeared in place like blue bubbles, but behind him, the spiral blades of the large wind turbine standing next to the apartment building in the distance were cut diagonally like cream.

“It’s so fast to pull out the sword technique, one-tenth, no, it should be a hundredth of a second has already struck, is this the power of a saint?” Di Yi appeared five or six meters away from his hometown, and at the same time he was surprised, but also felt a trace of excitement.

“You can avoid my slash unharmed!” At this time, the knife that was more than two meters long had been retracted into the scabbard, and because the speed was too fast, even Di Yi’s ancient eyes could only see the afterimages of the blade body.

“Bang” a huge spiral blade in the distance fell to the ground.

Brush! , Between the electric flint, the right hand of the god crack blurred again inexplicably, and then disappeared.

Rumble! With the roar of the wind, something struck at a terrifying speed!

In an instant, Di Yi had an illusion, and it was like a huge laser light shooting from all directions.

Then a huge tornado made with a vacuum knife, with Diyi as the eye of the wind, the asphalt on the ground, street lamps, and the walls of the two rows of dormitory buildings were cut as if they were cut with an engineering hydraulic knife.

Fist-sized tarmac fragments flew up, like machine guns and sharp slashes twisted together, completely encircling Di Yi, but he could only be in the gap of the slash, like a bubble phantom constantly shuttling, leaping, the entire tornado for a while like there were countless figures stirring.

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