Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Blood was dripping from the fingertips of Su Ruoli holding the sword. Her breathing became disordered, blood was flowing out from between her lips and teeth, and her face became paler.

She finally regretted not practicing sword skills well. The abundant time of several years was wasted in the last few months.

Even if he tried to catch up now, he would not be able to compete with the black-robed woman in front of him.

Death is nothing to be afraid of.

What's scary is that death is meaningless.

For Su Ruoli, what she loves is everything.

The shuriken light suddenly increased. When she thought of that face, she could feel her fatigue receding and strength surging out continuously. She didn't know why.

She swung her sword, and the green light was heavier than frost and snow. The rocks that were chopped off from the cliff fell into the gray fog, and the sound was drowned out by the even more harsh waves.

If it were another opponent, the black-robed woman would have been mocking the other party for being stubborn, but the opponent in front of her forced her to calm down and deal with it seriously.

Su Ruoli's sword moves and momentum were constantly changing. The sword moves in her hand changed from the Seven-Star Sword to a heavy and powerful slash. Under the principle of the heroic spirit, her waist grew larger and smaller, changing as she wished. Before her attack ended and the opponent's attack arrived, the soft sword exerted its elastic empowerment effect. Her body spun in the air, turning like a gyroscope, avoiding the attack route of the black-robed woman, and even had enough strength to fight back. The sword light was pulled up from the ground, and the tip of the sword pulled out a crystal color that directly covered the black-robed woman's knees, fixing her to the ground.

It sounds complicated, but the actual confrontation lasted only a moment. The black-robed woman raised her right leg, and with the artistic conception of 'breaking when necessary', she cracked the crystal of the Heroic Spirit's Principle, causing it to shatter and dissipate. She swung her fist and hit Su Ruoli in the face, but she dodged it again, rotating her body to continuously relieve the force, dancing on the dangerous edge of a knife.

But the black-robed woman was tired of this move, and was impatient with Su Ruoli's continuous attacks and provocations, so she rushed forward cleanly, with her arms protecting in front of her. The master of a generation was like a tank crashing into the fragile line of defense. No matter how sophisticated his swordsmanship was, he could not stop the frontal destructive power.

Su Ruoli was slapped on the back and flew more than ten meters away like a kite with a broken string. He turned into a parabola in the air and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

The black-robed woman kicked Chu Yao, who was stabbing on the ground, with her right foot, and pointed the sword directly at Su Ruoli, wanting to take her life. At the critical moment, Su Ruoli turned her head and grasped the sword tip of Chu Yao. Her palm was cut and bleeding. She turned around and stabbed Chu Yao into the cliff with the sword tip. She fell less than three meters to stop her decline. She kicked the wall, turned over, and jumped to the front again.

Ignoring the deep wound on his palm where the bone was visible, he switched from forehand sword to backhand sword and charged forward again, step by step.

He is truly fearless and courageous.

This kind of fighting spirit and determination to fight bravely and fight to the death is probably something that many masters cannot match.

"Are you really not afraid of death?!" the black-robed woman said angrily.

Su Ruoli swallowed the dirty blood and said nothing.

She just wants him to be well.

Therefore, whoever stands in my way will die.

The black-robed woman tapped the dagger with her fingers, intending to make Su Ruoli give up, because she had no idea why Bai Yu was asleep, and it was not part of her plan in the first place.

She wasn't planning on killing anyone or causing any big commotion right now, but it was a pity that Su Ruoli didn't know when to advance or retreat. Since that was the case...

The woman in black robe finally had the intention to kill.

She ran forward with big strides, and the cliff shook with every step she took. The destructive power of a master of the first generation was greatly improved compared to that of the third level, which was like heaven and earth.

A third-level cultivator can demolish several houses with all his strength, while a grandmaster can collapse a six-story building with just one blow.

Su Ruoli didn't get the chance to attack, so she directly used her sword to form a formation. The flying sword became the cornerstone of the formation, and the condensed sword formation was also the product of her own research.

The sword formation is about drawing a line on the ground to create a prison, and is good at defense but not attack.

When a master of a generation swung his fist and smashed it down, not only was the artistic conception blessing enough to crush everything, but what was even more terrifying was the explosive power of his body. Even without using his true energy, this body was enough to split mountains and crack rocks.

Without any fancy punch, the formation was smashed from 3D into a flat surface.

Su Ruoli spat out another mouthful of blood, this time intentionally. The blood stained the formation. Using her essence and blood as a guide, she changed the formation, trying to switch from defense to offense.

"Too slow." The black-robed woman had already flashed in front of her and kicked her in the lower back. Her body flew towards the cliff like a cannonball, but was caught up and hit again before she landed.

The two attacks directly shattered the remaining defensive power of the sword formation. Su Ruoli fell to the ground, rolled two or three times in a mess, and then stood up. Cracks appeared on his skin and crystals fell off.

She covered her entire body with cyan crystals for defense, dodging two attacks that could have seriously injured her. However, even though the damage was reduced by 90%, she still suffered some internal injuries.

She tried to stand up, but quickly collapsed again.

Internal injuries led to more internal injuries, and he coughed up black blood.

She lowered her cheeks, a few strands of black hair swayed, and she couldn't stand up. A fatal trance appeared. This was a mistake that was enough to cause her defeat.

Su Ruoli could only glimpse a fleeting black shadow in the reflection of the sword, and she closed her eyes.

This battle has come to an end.

She closed her eyes, sighed softly, and murmured softly: "I'm sorry..."

The expected pain did not come.

Three seconds later, she opened her eyes, her white clothes fluttering, and a familiar figure appeared before her.

Bai Yu put his hands together, and was blessed by the projection of the heroic spirit and the guardian spirit cat.

Supernatural power: Indestructible at close range.

The black-robed woman did not hold back, but even a master could not destroy the master's magical powers that specialized in defense in a single second.

Bai Yu resisted the first attack, and the next moment the attack came from the side. The roaring dragon roar accompanied by thousands of lightning flashes passed through the gray fog and fell to the ground.

The woman in black robe stepped back fifty steps and looked at Long Jianquan and the young man in white clothes walking out of the smoke and dust.

She teased him in person, "It would be so much easier if you could just sleep and never wake up, but you have to ask for trouble."

Bai Yu ignored him, turned around, helped Su Ruoli up, and took out a Dahuan Dan that he had prepared in advance.

She looked at Bai Yu several times before slowly opening her mouth and taking the pill.

"I'm late."

Bai Yu reached out and wiped the blood off her face. Looking at the girl covered in bruises, he couldn't suppress the indignation and heartache in his heart.

Su Ruoli leaned on his shoulder, her voice filled with a hint of sour tears: "I'm glad you're okay."

She was not so fragile, not because she was hurt or in pain, but because she was happy.

When he is by her side, she can just be Su Ruoli.

Have you ever had this feeling before... Only by holding that person tightly can you be sure that you are alive.

Chapter 386: Cliff Hundred Feet of Ice

Wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Ruoli's eyes.

Bai Yu really wanted to hug her more.

He knew that Su Ruoli must be very worried about him, which was why she looked so delicate and fragile.

Touched her hair.

Unfortunately, there was no space for the two of them to have a romantic moment or an atmosphere for hugging.

boom--!

Long Jianquan hit the ground like a cannonball. He took seven or eight steps back before he could steady himself. With his back to the two of them, he whispered, "Hurry up and kiss her and call it a day. Don't waste time!"

Hearing this, Su Ruoli's cheeks flushed and she immediately pushed Bai Yu away gently: "I'm fine."

She was slightly injured, but not seriously. After taking one pill, her injuries were recovering.

The strength of the heroic spirit's bloodline is obvious to all. She becomes stronger after every battle, and now her realm is transforming towards the middle stage of the third level.

Bai Yu also stood up and looked at the black-robed woman in front of him.

The latter seemed to be sneering under her veil. Behind her was a steep cliff, and beyond the cliff was rolling gray mist, like a gray sea.

The three of them faced off against this powerful enemy with their backs to Long Yuan, without any sense of security or chance of winning.

No matter how confident Long Jianquan was, he knew that it would be difficult for him to defeat a true master.

Bai Yu was wondering who this woman in black robe who suddenly appeared was.

She was hostile, no doubt about it.

The level of forty-eight is already the late stage of the fourth level, very close to the peak of the fourth level.

But this hostility was not strong enough to reach the point of murderous intent, otherwise Su Ruoli might not be able to last more than ten moves.

What’s more important is that Bai Yu didn’t feel any demonic energy from the other party.

Without demonic energy, it is not a high-level demon.

How could such a large-scale disaster be unleashed if it wasn't a high-level demon?

"Who... are you?" Bai Yu asked in a deep voice.

Su Ruoli also reacted at this time. She regarded the other party as the mastermind, so she sacrificed herself to attack, but Bai Yu woke up, which meant that his sleep was probably unrelated to the woman in front of him.

What exactly is going on?

The black-robed woman held a dagger in her hand and merely sneered, not even bothering to answer.

Bai Yu realized that relying solely on dialogue wouldn't advance the key plot points. So...

He immediately switched to the heroic spirit projection and snapped his fingers.

Intermediate magic: Thunder Fang!

Those who are not familiar with the Western supernatural system are likely to make mistakes in judgment with this move.

Thunder Fang is an instantaneous magic with extremely fast speed. It arrives almost the moment it is released. The only thing that can be predicted is its single attack trajectory and the moment the magic circle is formed.

The black-robed woman's reaction was undoubtedly not slow, but it was her first time seeing the Western magic system after all. As soon as she raised her hand, she was hit in the arm by two thunder fangs.

There was damage, but it was negligible, leaving only a slight burn mark on the palm.

The key is not this, but...

A green light broke through the ground, and the attack launched from under his feet was completely beyond his expectations.

The woman in black robe raised her neck, and a black gauze headscarf fluttered in the wind.

The cyan sword light hidden under the ground was too far away from her body. Although it was not enough to penetrate her protective aura, it was enough to tear apart her disguise.

The veil fell, and the woman in black robe stood there, and her hands covering her cheeks slowly dropped.

His true face then emerged.

It was a face that was extremely familiar yet unfamiliar.

A face similar to Tao Rusu, but more mature than hers.

"Ao Muxue..." Bai Yu almost blurted out and instantly determined the identity of the woman.

Long Jianquan's pupils shrank slightly: "You are the direct descendant of the Ao family who has been missing for nearly twenty years."

Ao Muxue knew her identity had been exposed, so she simply stopped hiding it: "So what?"

She glanced at the people in front of her and said in a low voice, "I never thought I would be stopped by a young boy and a little girl."

Long Jianquan shouted angrily, "What on earth do you want to do! Dragon Country is your hometown. As a direct descendant, you left for no reason and brought such disaster upon yourself. You are simply insane!"

Ao Muxue sneered: "What can you know about me? Don't speak nonsense to your elders without authorization, Haoyue brat!"

Long Jianquan clenched his fists. He really didn't know what Ao Muxue had experienced in the past twenty years, but no matter what the reason was, he shouldn't vent his anger on Dragon Town.

When the situation became tense, Bai Yu suddenly asked, "You are guarding in front of Longyuan. Are you waiting for someone to come, or are you watching the people inside?"

Ao Muxue did not respond.

Bai Yu said to himself, "You stay here, neither leaving nor going in. There are two possibilities: either waiting or guarding."

"Or maybe both."

"If you're looking for Tao Rusu, just go in directly. As a direct descendant of the Dragon Emperor, I don't think you care about the so-called rules."

"Besides the two witches, there's only Tao Rusu in Longyuan. It's not quite realistic to say he's guarding it, unless there's something dangerous inside."

"Or maybe—you're waiting for things to escalate."

Ao Muxue narrowed her eyes: "You are very smart, boy from the Bai family."

"It is a blessing for Bai Potian, a reckless man, to have a grandson like you."

"It's a pity that he wasn't strong enough back then. If he had been able to kill the Tyrant, the situation wouldn't have degenerated to this point today."

She raised her dagger: "I only have one goal."

Bai Yu asked, "Do you think Tyrant will come?"

"Of course he will come. I've been waiting for twenty years, waiting for now."

Ao Muxue sneered cruelly, "Tao Rusu inherited his bloodline, and now the Dragon Emperor's bloodline has awakened again, which means she has inherited two top-level bloodlines. This kind of natural fusion of bloodlines is a dream come true for a tyrant."

"Of course he'll show up!"