Game of Destiny: This player is different

But Zhao Yihu's weapon,

I don't know when it was replaced by a three-foot-long sword fixed on his right arm.

The extraordinary energy condensed on the blade,

and with the action of stabbing forward,

it all turned into a vast sword shadow, tearing through the air and shooting forward.

It turned out that the explosion just now was not entirely caused by the collision between the two sides,

but was intentionally done by two 704 Bureau operators.

After they noticed the gap between the enemy and us,

they knew that they would not gain an advantage by confronting head-on,

so they took advantage of the gap between the executioner in black clothes and the man with short light blue hair,

and Ma Xianghan mobilized the extraordinary particles of rock element,

expanded the scale of the explosion, and created a lot of smoke and dust.

The resulting momentary line of sight obstruction,

which not only gave Zhao Yihu a chance to launch a surprise attack,

but also gave him a precious gap to rescue the hostages.

Just like now!

The blue sword shadow containing the wind element was advancing very fast,

and a distance of less than ten meters was almost non-existent for them.

Wherever the sword pointed, the light shone,

The air rubbed and made a crackling sound,

Before the huge hand of the sky-covering fell,

it took the lead and stabbed the man with short light blue hair between his eyebrows.

At the same time,

Ma Xianghan, who had excellent jumping ability,

flipped forward several times in a row and quickly approached the straw hut.

"I see."

Facing the oncoming sword light, the man with short light blue hair did not show panic,

and stood still, as if ready to take the attack head-on.

"You'll be rampant!"

Zhao Yihu poured all the remaining spiritual energy into the wind-piercing thorn,

believing that if he couldn't kill him directly, he could still cause heavy damage.

"Don't underestimate any opponent in battle, even if he is much stronger than you.

So pay the price for your arrogance~"

His eyes flickered,

and he pushed the blue sword shadow with all his strength, and he was bound to win with one strike.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal collision, mixed with sparks,

brought the whistling sword shadows that were as powerful as a bamboo to an abrupt end.

In this collision, the countless sword shadows,

like window glass, cracked and shattered all over the ground.

"This, this is..."

Zhao Yihu's eyes widened,

looking at the tall figure in front of him in disbelief.

A leopard head with round eyes, a swallow chin and a tiger beard,

a height far beyond the conventional cognition, standing tall like an iron tower.

The hair was all standing upright, and the pupil-less eyes stared forward,

with a fierce and savage momentum, as if he wanted to choose someone to bite.

A black ghost-head knife as tall as an adult was held straight in his hand.

The blade still had a faint white mark left by the wind eagle thorn.

"I still say what I said before, the weak are not worth my attack."

The man with short blue hair who was protected behind the giant said calmly:

"Show me your avatar, but I'm in a hurry and don't want to play house with you anymore."

He paused for a moment,

and gently hooked his right finger: "So, please die obediently, okay?"

As soon as the voice fell,

the sky-covering hand dissipated into a dense black mist, and all rushed into the knife-wielding avatar.

The latter's eyes were stained with ink, and his already terrifying momentum became even more ferocious,

like... a ghost god descending to the world.

It raised the ghost-head knife high, and then slashed it diagonally,

not aiming at the target in front of it, but slashing at Ma Xianghan fiercely.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Yihu shouted to remind him,

but the knife light was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the speed of sound.

It couldn't be avoided.

Ma Xianghan was horrified, and the strong sense of danger made his hair stand on end.

Damn, am I going to die here...

At the critical moment,

Boom! !

A silver-white light tore through the air and flashed from the side,

so fast that it even caused a buzzing sonic boom,

and narrowly intercepted the murderous knife light halfway.

The hot air waves and the biting cold,

confronted, entangled, and bit in the air,

the impact wave was more violent than the previous explosion.

The white-faced servant who had just climbed up from the ground was blown away again,

the four completely confused hostages,

their bodies rolled out uncontrollably until they hit the edge of the field and stopped.

Ma Xianghan was the closest, and he also lost his center of gravity and flew backwards,

fortunately he came to his senses at this moment and immediately inserted the earth-splitting knife into the lawn,

plowing a deep mark and stopping the momentum.

The sudden appearance of the third person

caused everyone in the venue to look at him.

The smoke dissipated, and the air wave gradually stopped.

In the hazy space, a figure inexplicably appeared where Ma Xianghan had stood.

He was about 1.7 meters tall, with an ordinary figure of 6.5 heads.

He was wearing a blue sportswear that cost 30 yuan at a roadside stall in the night market.

On his chest and thighs, there were large characters printed with "Winning the First Battle" and "No Taboos".The popular anti-odor thick-soled slippers under my feet are free shipping nationwide for 8.8 yuan a pair.

The toes scratched the ankles restlessly to remove the grass roots that were contaminated.

The fat body stretched the clothes round,

The thick and short arms spread up and down,

The left hand condensed the claws, the right hand was put together,

Pose a tiger-crane double posture, and stand steadily on the lawn.

Oh, it can't be called a lawn now,

because the grass around it has been blown away, leaving only sand and dirt all over the ground.

Helpless,

This person is wearing a hairy face and thunder god mouth mask, and his appearance cannot be seen.

The weapon was also quickly put away,

making it impossible to know what was used to block the fierce knife light.

"Huh?"

The man with short light blue hair narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew very well that the area had not been damaged again,

that is, the hairy face and thunder god mouth had been hiding not far away to watch the battle, rather than coming to the reinforcements later.

Besides, he didn't attack until now, which means he was not a companion of the two people in front of him.

However,

I still couldn't find out that he was good at hiding,

and blocked the avatar's slash without getting hurt...

Interesting.

"It's a pity that time is running out."

The man with short light blue hair had a fierce look in his eyes,

and the avatar holding the knife waved his hand,

re-swung the black ghost-head knife, and released the terrifying evil spirit.

"Brother, be careful~"

Although he didn't know the identity of the person who came,

Based on the action of saving his brother just now, Zhao Yihu had regarded the hairy-faced thunder god mouth as a temporary partner.

Seeing the avatar's action,

he shouted a warning and quickly rolled tactically to pull away,

and took out the recovery potion from the backpack column and drank it.

The moment the avatar holding the knife raised the knife,

it was like pulling the trigger of the starting gun in a 100-meter race,

Everyone in the field started to move.

The white-faced servant who got up from the ground received the order and rushed to the four hostages.

Ma Xianghan, who had drawn his earth-splitting knife, turned and rushed over to save them first.

The black-robed executioner took a square step and waved his small ghost-head knife to block them.

Zhao Yihu, whose state had recovered to above the safety line,

had the wind under his feet and raised his sword to resist the former.

The hairy-faced thunder god mouth...

He kicked the ground with his slippers the moment his incarnation moved,

like a cannonball shot out.

Boom——

The blazing true energy penetrated his limbs and bones, causing cracks in the soil.

The surging air waves generated by his feet generated a strong propulsion,

turning him into a blurred afterimage and rushing towards the incarnation.

The raging flames surged, and the dazzling golden light shone.

The third level of the Pure Yang Wuji Jue was fully fired.