Fairy’s Box

The other party's domineering face made Yalei have the urge to punch and explode, but his body was pressed in place by the invisible sword wind, and he was ruthlessly beaten like a target.

If you can't get close, you have to change your tactics!

He quickly raised his arms, hid his right arm inside his left arm, relied on the gap of the sword wind for a moment, and waved his right hand from bottom to top, making the action of hitting the air with the back of his hand.

Genevieve didn't take the black-haired knight in his eyes from the very beginning, and didn't intend to stop this action at all. In his eyes, the black-haired boy only had room for defense, and it was impossible to break through the sword net.

Suddenly there was a sword cry in his ears, and the blue-haired knight frowned. His right arm, which swayed Jianfeng, was suddenly pulled by five serrated metal chains.

"Don't underestimate me, Lord Second." A mocking smile hung on Yale's lips, and the end of the metal chain was his five fingers.

"So you can't swing your sword!" He threw off his right arm forcefully, and an undulating wave extended from the front of the palm, mixed with a cracking sound, and rolled to the opponent's wrist in a blink of an eye.

呲——!

The metal chain quickly shrank like a poisonous snake, and the moment it was pulled away, blood dripped from Genevieve's wrist to the ground. Under the sun, the reddish ground showed a blue light.

The blue-haired knight first showed an unfamiliar expression, then sullen, and a thick white light emerged from the fingertips of his left arm.

However, Yale took the opportunity to rush forward, shortening the distance in two or three steps, and bullied him in front of him, with his left hand in front of him, and his right fist facing the opponent's face.

Genevieve's left arm met his chest, hesitating for a moment, his palm in the white light slanted downwards, with a level higher than the earth's vindictive quality, forcibly disintegrating the steel vindictive blade solidified, piercing all below the wrist. in the opponent's belly.

The black-haired knight didn't snort, five blade-like fingers, and then grabbed the blue-haired knight's wrist, smashing the bones together with the forearm, and the other hand pressed against his right cheek.

"Apologize, or you will ruin your handsome face." Yale's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, his steel vindictive qi was pierced from the front, and the pain of blood flowing backwards in his whole body almost made him faint.

"When did you have the illusion that you would win?" The blue-haired knight had a weird smile on his face.

"Stop bluffing, Genevieve, you overestimate yourself and underestimate me. A broken arm doesn't ignite a grudge. This arrogance is the reason you lose."

"Just a third-order knight!" Genevieve's forehead rose with a blue vein, and the terrifying life fluctuations boiled, and it was about to gather and ignite.

"You brought it on yourself!" The knight slammed his arms and pulled away, and at the same time slapped him out, carving five bloodstains on the opponent's right face.

At this time, neither of them dared to kill, otherwise Genevieve would have been shot in the head, and Yale would have been pierced through the chest by the blow just now.

The white flames spread out like a sea tide, and in the center of the dazed ripples, the wound on the blue-haired knight's face was instantly healed, and the wounds on both arms quickly shrank, and finally recovered as before.

"How dare you..." Genevieve's pupils were full of shame and anger, and there seemed to be a burning pain on his face. His dignified natural disaster knight was slapped by a low-level knight.

Yalei is also running Dou Qi self-healing at the same time. The gap between the ranks is obvious. The opponent has recovered to a complete state, but he can only stop the bleeding temporarily... However, as long as the opponent does not shamelessly use natural disaster weapons, he is confident that he will never lose.

The white grudge shrank inwards, submerged under the skin of the blue-haired knight, leaving only a flickering point on the fingertips, locking the opponent's movements: "I want you to pay the price."

The thick white light rushed out of the fingertips and charged towards the black-haired knight like a shooting star.

"I'm still afraid of you?" Black flames rushed to Yalei's right fist, stretched his entire arm in a circle, and blasted white grudges from the front.

Bang-! In the violent collision, the violent airflow exploded from the center, and the lawn was instantly overturned by most of it, and the grass clippings and soil were rolled into the air.

hateful! I didn't expect it to be like this...

Bruenor clenched his fists. He really wanted to go forward and fight with his friends to fight the enemy and fight the Scourge Knight happily.

But reason does not allow him to do this. Even if the opponent provocates first, it is Yale who makes the first move. If he joins the battle again, then things will expand to an unmanageable level.

Elena tugged at the placket of his shirt: "Bruno. Yale... how is he? He just bleed a lot..."

The silver-haired knight stared intently at the center of the smoke: "Originally, I thought he had no chance of winning, but this guy is progressing too fast, maybe... Maybe he can win. Because in this case, it is impossible for the opponent to use natural disasters."

"That's good." Her clenched eyebrows loosened slightly.

Before the smoke dissipated, another white light lit up in the courtyard, and in the violent explosion, the sand was scattered all over the sky. The audience hurriedly propped up things like backpacks and books to cover it up, but still didn't move away.

Yale stood intact, his chest heaving slightly, the wound in his lower abdomen was healing, and he was obviously a little excited.

Although there is no certainty to defeat the opponent, at least the gap between the enemy and us is not obvious, and the recovery of his vindictiveness is extremely fast.

The white light in front slammed over again, and he continued to wave his right fist to fight, and at the moment when the fighting spirit met, the black flame suddenly faded.

boom! The knight's tall body was knocked back seven or eight steps by the fighting qi, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Why is this happening?

He covered his chest with his left hand. In the moment just now, his heart seemed to be bursting with fiery pain, as if a crack had been poked there, and his strength was quickly drained from it.

"Is it the limit? It's a bit worse than I thought."

Genevieve clearly felt that the opponent's vitality was weakening, and mistook it for his own internal injury, and the movements in his hands did not stop.

Seeing the opponent's fourth wave of Dou Qi attack coming towards him, Yale lost his resistance, the pain in his chest had paralyzed half of his body, and he could not move now.

The white light smashed the old wound on the knight's lower abdomen and broke out directly.

Witnessing Yale spitting out blood and lying on the ground, the crowd cheered loudly. In their eyes, this was another battle of justice over evil.

"Stop!" Bruno rushed forward to block in front of the black-haired knight, although the strange friend lost strangely, he understood it as a secret move for the second seat.

"Get out of the way, it's none of your business." Genevieve pushed the silver-haired knight out with a backhand palm. At the same time, he stepped on Yale's arm and crushed it with a screeching sound.

"You brazen boy, I'm going to make you suffer!"

As he was speaking, he waved three white lights from his left hand, shattering the other limbs of Yale respectively.

"Where did the arrogance just now go?" Genevieve raised his opponent's head, intending to humiliate him, and then warned him that he was not allowed to approach Charlene any more.

"Genevieve, you have gone too far!" He felt a wave of life that was not inferior to his own, coming from behind.

"Luya Inbas?"