The entire body of the Dark Snake, clad in nano armor, has only one vulnerable spot: the gap at the jaw.
He was constantly guarding this weak point, coupled with the unpredictable yet astoundingly lethal Manifestation Style Blade Technique. The Dark Snake was confident that even if he couldn't defeat Lu Qingxue, he could certainly escape unscathed.
However, at the mont he lost focus, the once ruthless sword light suddenly softened into a gentle weave.
He saw the blade tremble, and the next move, the Dragonfly Slash, ant to be accompanied by an angry shout, suddenly missed its mark.
The intense imbalance caused by the sudden loss of force instantly spread throughout his brain.
A silver line flashed before his eyes.
Sword Technique—Wind Blowing Willow.
Like a gentle breeze brushing past willow leaves, a killer move used abruptly amidst a continuous onslaught!
This was a surprise attack within the sword techniques.
The Dark Snake's body instantly beca rigid.
He felt a chill emanating from his eye socket, and his world was imdiately covered in a bloody hue, then plunged into darkness.
The sword edge that swiftly passed by was accompanied by high-frequency vibrations.
Thus, the piercing sword edge instantly churned his brain into a mist of blood.
The icy blade of the Snow Building Sword allowed him to feel a faint coolness just before dying.
This sensation left him no ti for further thought...
and he completely lost consciousness.
With a bang.
The Dark Snake fell backward, the face armor stained with blood.
The Snow Building Sword clinked as it hit the ground, almost folding in half, but with a rapid flick of Lu Qingxue's wrist, the blood on the blade imdiately sprayed into a mist.
The blade remained spotlessly clean.
She was quickly adjusting her breath.
The Twin-headed Snake Brothers' attacks were extrely crafty. If it weren't for Lu Qingxue's dedication to the Martial Path and her deep understanding of the Manifestation Style, the reverse Ghost Blade could have put her at a disadvantage. Even slightly engaged by one of their techniques, given her already inferior stamina, would have certainly put her life in danger.
Thus, her instant kill this ti was indeed a gamble.
Fortunately, her abundant experience made her gamble a success!
Combat is inherently between life and death.
Without this awareness, one has no right to pursue the summit of the Martial Path.
Lu Qingxue glanced back towards Miller, where the Royal cha Guard Captain of the Gardot Empire, Miller, was already in a fierce clash with the giant known as "Blood Lion" Orsde, who wielded a heavy shield.
The armor on Miller's body showed abnormal dents, his sunglasses were thrown off, and blood that hadn't yet dried clung to the corners of his mouth.
The combat effect of unleashing his full 26-level strength was astonishing.
Within a thirty-ter radius, footprints on the ground marked from high-speed assaults.
Orsde also did not expect this sunglasses-wearing guy to possess such formidable stamina.
Taking five heavy blows in succession, yet rely staggering for a mont before continuing to fight.
Those five heavy blows were enough to pound an elephant into pulp, yet this guy before him withstood them all.
A faint hint of murderous intent erged in Orsde's eyes.
He didn't rely on others' rcy to defend his title for 24 consecutive months in the underground Colosseum on the Capital Star.
The blood on his hands surpasses that of the so-called executioners!
Licking his chapped lips, resembling a steel samurai, Orsde vertically stood his heavily battered shield on the ground.
His entire body leaned backward at a steep angle with great force.
That posture...
Like a blacksmith wielding a giant hamr with all his might!
Super A-grade Fighting Skill—Beast King Battle Drum!
Both fists resting atop his head, his two robust arms, bending backward to the extre, then snapped forward fiercely.
A shadow passed through the air in an instant.
Transforming his arms entirely into a battle axe, crashing down thunderously.
At this mont, as if hit by an air cannon, a dust cloud erupted around Orsde.
Dong—
As though a giant bell resounded.
Everyone's eardrums were heavily rattled.
Bang!
The entire ground trembled violently.
Orsde channeled all his strength through his arms into the giant shield.
The front of the shield, akin to a tal drum struck, flew horizontally.
Orsde's reserved strength was so unexpected, and his speed so quick, combined with calculated offense, gave Miller only enough ti to twist and dip his shoulder.
A standard defensive skill of Fighting—shoulder defense.
Miller only had ti for this movent, as a massive black shadow suddenly lood before him.
When the shield collided with his body.
Orsde infused the shield with his power, causing a tallic eruption.
A visible shockwave rippled from the point of impact.
In the next mont, Miller spat out a mist of blood, his entire being blasted nearly fifteen ters away!
The shield, pressing him heavily, crashed into a nearby rock, spewing rubble into the air.
"Tsk..."
A mocking chuckle escaped Orsde's mouth.
He gazed at the shield fifteen ters away with a sinister glint in his eyes and began to run with big strides.
Leaping forward.
Like a lion pouncing into the air.
He towered over Miller, eyes filled with relentless killing intent, knees bent...
Fighting Skill—Sky knee strike!
This was a deadliest move to ensure the opponent's doom.
Whiz—
A white light instantly ripped through the air.
The arrow collided with Orsde, a massive force transmitting through the armor, followed by a violent explosion within less than 0.1 seconds.
Protected by his armor, Orsde remained unhard, yet his body was blown sideways by a ter.
His huge physique crashed to the ground heavily.
Bang!
The ground within a two-ter radius suddenly sank ten centiters.
Solid rock was pulverized into dust.
If there were a human body beneath, it would likely burst into a pool of blood in an instant.
Orsde's cold glare shifted back quickly, a sharp sword light slashed from the dust cloud, aid at his eyes.
But the bulky giant made just one move.
He turned his head!
His body flipped nimbly, and his arm swung fiercely.
The Snow Building Sword sparked and was crushed into a 120-degree angle!
If the sword's material weren't so special, it would have surely snapped instantly.
When Lu Qingxue tried to withdraw the sword, Orsde launched another horizontal punch.
This was devoid of technique, purely relying on his imnse 26-level strength to deliver a Super Heavy Punch.
Impossible to withstand head-on!
Lu Qingxue only had ti to turn sideways.
The massive force brushed obliquely past her back.
A muffled groan.
That cold silhouette narrowly dissipated most of the force with a back-swording stance.
Yet, the residual force still rushed inside her, causing blood to drip from her lips, as she retreated five ters backward.
Astonishing physique and reflexes.
This opponent, who maximized both strength and speed while clad in iron armor, impervious to blades, was the most troubleso.
Also, it was the perfect counter to a fighter like Lu Qingxue who relies on speed and technique.
Watching Lu Qingxue flip and land, Orsde snorted coldly.
"To stop , Orsde... a re pipe dream."
After saying that, he cast his gaze back at Miller, who was struggling to push the heavy shield away and stood up shakily.
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