Chapter 795： War Primarch (3)

what a horrible storm...

There was a bit of bitterness on the corners of the man's lips, his eyes were dim and dim, and his whole body was eroded by severe pain. One after another, the bones were deep, and the terrifying scars of blood and flesh were intertwined irregularly, all over the broken body. .

Now he is in rags, like a beggar on the side of the road. The torn clothes have turned into strips of cloth, and only a few are left hanging on his body.

The shocking amount of blood loss is not an exaggeration to describe the blood flow, and even if someone sees this scene, they will be amazed, such a terrifying injury, they can still breathe.

But even so.

Under such a terrifying storm, the man still held his head high and stood proudly in the air, like a sharp sword that would never be bent, exuding even more amazing fighting spirit, and was not affected by the injury at all.

Such stubborn behavior will make him consume more, obviously unnecessary, energy that can be saved.

But...he was still holding on.

Maybe it's because of the so-called stubbornness, maybe it's just simply not wanting to admit defeat, but more, it's repaying the enemy in front of him.

He... no, it should be.

Even though the corpse was manipulated after death and reduced to a beast that only knew how to kill, it still showed the lofty fighting spirit of a proud warrior.

Consciousness has clearly dissipated...

But the instinct imprinted in the bones drives this battle-hardened body, and still has not forgotten the skills that have been tempered. From this point of view, it is worthy of admiration.

It even made him want to see how amazing he was before his death. Presumably he should also be a warrior who is the best in the world and has an unparalleled bearing.

The more so, the more miserable he is.

The body of a great warrior like this should not be defiled after death and become a tool for others to kill. Its return should be sleep.

"Come on, round two."

The man let out a breath slowly, and the injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye: "You are a great warrior, in return... I will show the greatest respect and kill you!"

"Roar......."

The primarch let out bursts of low-pitched roars, and in the pitch-black ink pupils, a ferocious color flashed madly, and the violent aura skyrocketed, as if from a wild beast, releasing a palpitating coercion.

The man watched him calmly.

A faint voice, full of exhaustion and vicissitudes, suddenly rang in his ears.

"thanks......"

boom--! ! !

Before the injury was completely healed, the man stepped out directly, the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared in front of the original body in the next second. The interval of several hundred meters seemed to be directly erased.

But the Primarch's reaction was extremely fast, as if he had expected it, decisively wielding the golden sword, slashing the head of the comer.

The man's eyes were sharp, and his five fingers were grasped in the void, and the long knife condensed by the spirit appeared instantly, drawing a stream of light from bottom to top.

bang——

The swords collided, and there was a sonorous sound, and the sound wave shook the sky, passing by at a touch, and wiping out countless sparks.

But in the next second, a more terrifying sword energy storm completely enveloped this area.

Just a moment.

The two have fought thousands of times, and the speed is so fast that the naked eye can't catch it.

Only the constantly cracking void and the roaring Gangfeng sword energy could be seen, tearing apart the trembling sky, leaving gaps after gaps.

The air waves that erupted while moving were enough to smash a mountain into pieces.

The sharp sword qi broke through the sky, completely shattering the clouds, and the milky white moonlight shone down, reflecting two rays of light, one black and one white, entangled with each other, almost colliding with each other.

Swords, lights and swords, staggered collisions.

Jingle Jingle! ! !

The destructive wind whistled, and the dense sound of gold and iron clashing, like New Year's firecrackers, the dazzling radiance that burst out, like fire trees and silver flowers in full bloom, reflected in the night sky, as if it were never night and day.

Very strong...very strong!

It was only a short while after the fight, and the man added dozens of new wounds, each of which was deeply visible to the bone, and the rolled flesh was blurred, and it looked even terrifying.

However, such an injury is not fatal to him. As long as the brain and heart are not destroyed, the recovery is only a few breaths.

What really troubled him was the power armor of the 'corpse' in front of him.

In terms of swordsmanship, the two of them are both at their peak, and the difference between them is almost the same.

Actually, that's not quite right.

It's not that he can't break the defense, but this guy's intuition is very keen. Whenever he perceives danger, he will strengthen the position of the surface of the armor, release more black energy, and forcibly offset the dangerous attack.

The more they fought, the more frightened the man became.

This guy has been dead for an unknown number of years, but he can still maintain such a fighting instinct. What a powerful fighter he was in the beginning!

Zheng!

The swords clashed again.

The man knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's. With a twist of his wrist, he swung the sword's edge, and his left hand, which was always free, suddenly protruded, and his fingertips were condensed with cyan flames, which crossed the battle armor of the original body.

"Breaking Mans array!"

Hearing this, the original body was slightly startled, and looked down at his chest. A pentagram was imprinted on the dark power armor.

"burst!!!"

The man looked coldly.

The Mang Breaking Formation is a high-level formation of Quincy. It needs to be arranged with concentrated spiritual sons, which can cause a large number of spiritual sons to explode. The power can be increased almost endlessly according to the concentration and quantity of spiritual sons injected.

And this time, he injected an ultra-high concentration of spirits, a cyan flame in a burning state, and its power was so great that he had never even tried it himself.

The bursting awn formation was shining brightly, and the spiritual power turbulent burst and surged, exuding a destructive aura.

The primarch's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was aware of the danger, but before he could do anything, he saw a huge beam of light covering him!

Boom--! ! !

Just listen to the roar of the sky, which erupted directly above the Alps.

The ultra-high concentration of spirits was burning fiercely, and the blue flames roared like a giant dragon, carrying a terrifying scorching high temperature, directly swallowing the original body itself, and a huge mushroom cloud rose in the night sky.

The huge dazzling light can be clearly seen even from hundreds of kilometers away, and can even feel the violent tremor of the earth.

The temperature in the vicinity of the entire Alps rose by dozens of degrees in an instant under the explosion of blue flames. The top of the mountain seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, leaving only neat and smooth sections.

In the area centered on the two of them, all the air was squeezed and repelled out, forming a near-vacuum area.

After the initial explosion is over.

Whoohoo! ! !

The air in all directions is madly pouring in, and the thick airflow rolls up countless smoke and dust, accompanied by surging blue flames, lying on the eternal night, like thousands of dragons awakened from ancient times, sending out one after another The deafening sound echoed around the entire mountain range.

"Roar!"

A furious roar shattered the permeating smoke and dust, and the ferocious figure smashed the air turbulence, and charged again holding the golden sword.

And there was still no sign of damage to the dark power armor, as if it had suffered the explosion just now, it was just a scratch.

"Sure enough..."

The man pulled up a smile didn't seem surprised, just raised his hand silently, a silver-white gun, I don't know when it was already in his hand: "If you can even hit this one Stop it, then I really admire you."

click!

Knuckles pull the trigger.

A azure blue light was lost and shot from the muzzle. It was unremarkable and nothing special, and even the original body did not care.

The primarch slammed into the light arrow, but just before the hit, his instinct seemed to sense the danger, and he forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, causing the light that should have been aimed at the head to be lost, slightly skewed by a dozen centimeters.

boom--!

The dark shoulder armor was completely shattered, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

But that azure blue light arrow was not hindered in the slightest, and after penetrating his shoulder, it disappeared into the distant hill.

"In the end, it's still the best use."

Looking at the record he created, the man couldn't help grinning: "Two points and one line, everything is connected."