The world of mercenaries: evildoers, please respect yourself

Chapter 407
Waving the dagger in her hand, she stabbed at the transparent sword light.

"Bulging!"

The two attacks collided fiercely, and an invisible air wave swept away instantly, causing the surrounding warriors to retreat back and forth in shock.

"Dengdengdeng!"

Both of them retreated a few steps before standing still, but Xiao Li retreated seven steps, Xiao Ming only retreated three steps, Xiao Ming's strength was much stronger than hers.

"Kahahahah!"

Standing still, her pupils shrank, and the black dagger in her hand cracked slowly, and finally shattered into pieces with a bang.

Her dagger actually broke during the fierce battle.

Xiao Li's heart moved, and some knowledge about weapons emerged in his mind. In the God Against Continent, the levels of weapons are divided into six levels: heaven and earth Xuanhuang, holy weapon, and divine weapon.

The dagger in her hand is just an ordinary weapon, not even a yellow-level weapon. Generally speaking, spirits use yellow-level weapons, and ordinary weapons can't bear that kind of aura at all.

"The one in your hand is the extreme cold sword, a yellow-level weapon!" She asked in a rare voice.

"You country bumpkin, you're quite knowledgeable. This is a medium-level yellow weapon given to me by the Patriarch. How about it? How about I let you go if you hand over your physical skills now!" Xiao Ming rolled his eyes and asked disdainfully. road.

Xiao Ming was disdainful in his eyes, and secretly shocked in his heart, she was so powerful that hitting him, a powerhouse at the fourth level of the spirit level, made his palm ache.

"Yes, if you hand over the Extreme Cold Sword now, I will spare you!" Xiao Li returned the other party's words directly.

"You're courting death!" A flash of anger flashed in Xiao Ming's eyes, the trash of this family actually contradicted himself, a genius, today.

A cold light flickered in her eyes, and slowly raised the remaining long sword in her hand, swallowing the blue sword light, recalling the sword skills she practiced in her previous life in her mind.

The time she came to this world was too short, and it was too late to restore her previous life's abilities. Before that, her aura was insufficient, and her martial arts could not be used. Now that she has entered the ranks of spirit masters, her previous life's sword skills can barely be used.

"Looking for death, extremely cold swordsmanship, the first form of snow shadow disappears!"

Xiao Ming roared again and again, the shadow of the sword in his hand fluttered, and the sword flew away from the spirit snake. The shadows of the sword overlapped and disappeared without a trace, and bombarded towards her.

Terrifying sword energy shot out in all directions, with biting cold air, curling smoke rose up, and the sword came out, and the cold snow appeared.

Facing Xiao Ming's violent attack, Xiao Li finally moved. Her eyes were solemn, and through the heavy sword shadows, she found the tip of the sword like a poisonous snake, and slowly raised the blue long sword in her hand.

"The first form of killing, instant kill!"

Her voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, a cold air that was more than ten times stronger than Xiao Ming's cold air rose, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, making the soles of the feet feel cold.

This coldness is different from the coldness of ice and snow. It is the coldness formed by the condensation of strong murderous aura. This is the aura that only those who have experienced endless killings can have.

This aura comes from the sword technique itself. When the sword is released, ghosts and gods are startled, and the world is cold.

The cyan long sword is unremarkable, but it has been tempered for thousands of years. The cyan long sword draws a perfect arc, and the tip of the sword is lightly pointed out. The endless spiritual energy is contained in it, without revealing a trace, but the terrifying killing aura contained on it makes people People know that it contains the power of destruction, and when it hits the target, it will explode with terrifying lethality.

The sword shadows all over the sky fell into her eyes and she didn't care, the tip of the sword pointed straight at a point, with an indomitable momentum, and a killing spirit from the lack of spirit.

(End of this chapter)