Transformed into a cute girl, I am at ease in the last days

She has been improving her moves in the past few months, and she wants to find some tricks to break through the ethereal realm based on this. This is one of her research results.

Compared with Huiyao Hongchen's rather rigid attack method in the past, the current one is undoubtedly much better.

Yan Zimo's eyes were tightly closed, and he captured Murong Haiyi's location through his control over the element of thunder.

The judgment result is... still in place!

sizzle-

The eyes that were closed tightly could still feel the changes in light, being dyed crimson by a layer of gradually deepening red.

Something is gradually collapsing...

? !

Yan Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, and the sky seemed to blink along with her movements—closed his eyes, opened them again, and when he opened them, the clear night sky was his pupils, and in the pupils was a reflection of thunderstorm cloud...

boom!

The blue-purple lightning fell from the dark night sky, like a judgment blade from the heavens, it landed on Murong Haiyi's position in an instant that the naked eye could not react to it.

From there, all objects within a radius of several kilometers began to undergo terrible phenomena such as carbonization, coking, and even vitrification at this moment, and billowing smoke poured out like volcanic ash during an eruption...

However, it seems that it failed to produce considerable results.

Yan Zimo could only see that when Murong Haiyi was hit by the lightning strike, a word 'Wang' appeared around his body, and he blocked the terrifying lightning strike. Correspondingly, the word 'Wang' also followed. broken.

However, this broken 'King' formed another big blood red character behind Murong Haiyi——

Yan Zimo opened his sandalwood mouth and interpreted it: "Kill!"

In an instant, the roaring tigers surged out unstoppably and formed a white tiger in the air, and Murong Haiyi also spoke.

"White Emperor·Kill."

The smoky volcano created by the thunder flame explosion was divided into two halves in the next second, and a blood-red slender beam of light shot up in the air, chopping down along Yan Zimo.

Under the oppression of this beam of light, dozens of hundreds of extremely terrifying pitch-black cracks bloomed in this void of nothingness, and a large amount of air flowed away, blowing up a big storm, but these were just supporting roles, destined to be It can pave the way for the color and background of the real protagonist.

Darkness, nothingness, followed by boundless silence.

One wave after another broke out, and in the midst of the loud reverberations, the harsh tones of lightning tearing blood and light also erupted at the same time. The noisy anger of the heavens and the monstrous killing intent of the immortals were madly competing with each other.

And, echoing in the air, the sound of dialogue between the two when they were fighting.

"Why don't you use that knife?!"

"I've used it a long time ago, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Then I don't need to use the White Emperor Sword."

"If you are like this, I will regard this battle as my victory, and it will end here."

Yan Zimo would not agree with him. From the very beginning, she said that Bai Hu and Murong Haiyi would go up together, and that nothing would change. This was an oath she made.

It is true that without Lei Qie, she lost a big weapon against Murong Haiyi, but this environment is exactly what she is looking for.

This is the pride she holds as a challenged person, as high as the sky and flowing clouds, which no one can match.

But this pride is being seriously threatened.

Murong Haiyi endured endless lightning strikes, and the word 'kill' on his back wiped out countless attacks for him, like a snow-white tiger, running rampant without hindrance, and finally broke through in front of Yan Zimo.

Slashed down with a sword.

Yan Zimo resisted with a spear.

click-

The sound of a hard object breaking, the spear of victory in his hand was cut off abruptly by this sword, as if it was only made of bamboo and wood.

Yan Zimo's expression gradually calmed down, and in an instant he gathered a spear of victory and responded with more concentration.

Afterwards, Murong Haiyi slashed with his sword again, the movement was not fast, but it could make Yan Zimo feel untouchable, his own movements were always barely able to keep up, and he could barely block it.

Under such a disadvantage, Yan Zimo could be said to be walking on thin ice, so he had to fan the light wings on his back to retreat to a safe distance to regain his posture.

After repeating this twice, there were only three incidents. To Yan Zimo's psychological warning line, she had no way out.

As if time and space stood still, everything was frozen at this moment.

Everything around, all the scenes reflected in front of the eyes, everything, at this moment, is like old wallpaper, fading and yellowing, and finally leaving a monotonous paleness, stripped from its original position, and then, It turned completely gray.

"If I retreat, where can I retreat to?"

A question from the heart.

Ethereal... Ethereal... If there is no way to get through, don't hesitate to make a way!

Only fight and win!

end!

The world returns to its origin.

Yan Zimo suddenly stood on the spot like a javelin, unable to move. Murong Haiyi's eyes changed slightly, and his heart became a little more alert.

At this point, most of his unrelenting manic killing intent has been released, but he doesn't want to end this battle, and neither does Yan Zimo. Both of them put all their glory into this battle. middle.

Let this battle after several years, and the regret of not being able to meet each other in the Civilization Cup, come to a perfect ending here!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Murong Haiyi used all his strength, and used all kinds of killing moves to kill large ferocious beasts. The intensity was so fierce that Yan Zimo could hardly withstand it.

There were countless scars on Yan Zimo's body, and even a sword qi pierced her heart. A steady stream of energy was being taken away from her body, but she did nothing and focused her mind to the point of Limit, let Murong Haiyi be like this.

In the gust of wind, she struggled to find a way out with the faint light that would be blown out at any time.

What should I do in this difficult situation?

The spear of victory broke and broke, and fell into the sand in front of the invincible slash of the White Emperor's sword. The broken spears were densely distributed around, mottled and shrill like sword mounds lined with remnants of soldiers.

Gradually, after the countless times the Spear of Victory collided, even though it was still breaking at the touch of a touch, this time when it collided with the White Emperor Sword, there was a sound of metal and iron from it.

Yan Zimo's face froze, and he felt that the candlelight in front of him was a little brighter, and the road ahead could be seen a little bit.

The hand wielding the Spear of Victory gradually became stronger, and a few more spears were broken. This time, the collision made the spear stiffen and split in response.

This time, a ball of fire was lit directly for Yan Zimo, and then there was Xinghuo Liyuan. Looking forward, everything was starlight.

With more and more broken spear bodies around, the spear of victory trembled for a few times, and then bent and arched, like a big dragon, carrying thunder and soaring, made a counterattack, horizontally Stretching out, there was a rumbling roar of thunder, piercing sonic boom screaming and metal and iron screaming, just like a night when a storm is raging in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Bai Di... so what? What about fairy spirits? I am Lei Ling myself!"

As the girl's words fell, the clouds in the night sky quietly gathered into a ring, and the thunder light passed through the cloud ring, scattering into colorful rainbow lights, and one of them was projected down, extending from the abyss to the front of the body.

No more hesitation, just sing all the way and set foot on Hongguang.

At this moment, heaven and earth presented the most gorgeous gift crown for the birth of the new king.

93. Once successful, ten thousand bone dry

"?!"

Murong Haiyi looked at Yan Zimo's change in amazement, as if she had become a fairy, the world was crowning her, and the colorful rays of light refracted through the cloud rings seemed to form a ray of light above her head. The morning light is as bright as a glazed crown.

What's this?Is she out of her mind?Otherwise, as for such a big battle!

But this is impossible, in Murong Haiyi's intuitive experience, Yan Zimo's aura has not strengthened much, and he is not on par with Huntian at all.

For some reason, he felt that Yan Zimo was undergoing an inner change.

"Is this... the spirit of the elements?"

What made him even more horrified was that he actually felt ashamed.

When he realized this thought, he let out a low howl of pain like a wounded beast.

How could his self-esteem and pride allow him to have such thoughts?

"kill!"

Murong Haiyi let out a roar, and the rolling sound wave formed a white-haired tiger with a flying mane in the middle. The majesty and arrogance emanating from its bones all proved its pride, its desire to be higher than the sky,

From the sky, a bolt of lightning slanted down, like a star destroyer falling from the universe, and slammed heavily on the body of the maned tiger.

I saw the big word 'kill' flickering behind it. Such a terrifying lightning strike failed to hurt him a single hair, but managed to hinder his forward momentum and retreated a certain distance.

This kind of setback is very important, similar to a kind of 'momentum building', or 'gathering momentum'.

There is an ancient saying, "One effort, then decline, and three exhaustion", which is the truth.

If Murong Haiyi continues to move forward courageously, then he will be regarded as having a 'momentum', this momentum will virtually determine the direction of the overall situation, and winning in the end will not be a problem.

Just like when his offensive was blocked, the momentum to win all the way stopped in an instant, and he had to pick it up himself if there was no more content.

But will Yan Zimo give him this chance?

From this time on, this 'potential' has changed hands, and she will take over.

"Come again!"

Yan Zimo stepped forward with high spirits, brandished the Spear of Victory, stabbed out unstoppably, the spear came out like a dragon, smashing all the spaces it passed through along the way.

Murong Haiyi is naturally not to be outdone, in the field of close combat, he has never been afraid of anyone's challenge!

With a roar in his mouth, Murong Haiyi switched to holding swords in both hands, and swung seven swords one after another, each of which flew out like a neatly cut space blade.

A little bit of coldness came first, and a terrible trill sounded.

Yan Zimo changed his technique again, turned around and swept away, with the potential to sweep away thousands of troops, creating a crack in the void, and the sea of ​​thunder that emerged endlessly from inside wiped out all the air blades.

The two staggered back and forth in a stormy dance, Yan Zimo was able to barely deal with him by relying on his speed, a flap of his light wings created a violent thunder storm, and Murong Haiyi had to be restrained.

The most terrible thing is that Yan Zimo has already started to clean up the 'dirty' things on her body left by Baidijian. Murong Haiyi lost the ability to continue fighting. This is when he faced Yan Zimo. The biggest weakness.

Quick fight!

He didn't pursue speed at first, and every move and every move has a posture of thousands of troops galloping together, and every blow is powerful. As the battle between the two heats up, the air is already filled with the pungent needlepoint confrontation. The gunpowder smell of wheatgrass.

click-

After the Spear of Victory collided with the White Emperor Sword several times, it was finally overwhelmed and broke again, the light in Yan Zimo's eyes dimmed.

Then, another Spear of Victory appeared, mixed with some other things, and there was a billowing ferocity emanating from its interior.

Murong Haiyi's face changed, she, or it? !Are you undergoing some kind of transformation through confrontation with yourself to reach the same height as Baidijian?

This is impossible!

He could feel the change in this. The Spear of Victory went from breaking off at a glance to repelling him forcefully just now. The change was so obvious that it was impossible not to notice it.

In the ensuing confrontation, although Yan Zimo also fell to the disadvantage many times, the spear of victory in her hand never broke again, and the two magical weapons collided with each other in an incomparably real way every time. That sense of emptiness that collides with nothingness.

In addition, Murong Haiyi can see that there is a blue vertical line on Yan Zimo's body from the waist upwards. It is the existence of this line that gives her the strength to fight him with the spear of victory. capital.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, the Spear of Victory is still no match for the Baidi Sword. The Baidi Sword left many cuts on its body. After a while, it was already full of scars, rusty spots, and stained with blood. It looked like it had gone through countless times. Years of weathering, also experienced countless times of fighting.

At this point in the battle, Yan Zimo finally understood that he had been using the Spear of Victory too casually all along.

Looking at the scattered halberds left by many spears of victory around him, Yan Zimo couldn't help feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

Before Leiqie lost, she had only used the Spear of Victory as a 'one-time means', and had not been able to implement the true concept of the name of 'Victory'.

If you go out, you will be killed, if you go out, you will be thunderous, and you should stain your body with the blood of the enemy!

——It's time to make a conclusion.

This idea appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time.

It was Yan Zimo who struck first, she stepped back, holding a tattered battle spear, pointing at Murong Haiyi from afar.

The wings of light on her back shone to the extreme at this moment, and the spear in her hand was aimed at Murong Haiyi, and immediately became a ball of light, shaking out a dazzling phantom.

boom!

The word 'kill' behind Murong Haiyi unexpectedly exploded under this lightning flash!The broken characters were mixed with electric light, forming an extremely violent energy storm.

Yan Zimo's last move sealed the world and won the game.

The sword mound formed by the remnants of the spears of victory cut off by the Baidi sword, at this moment, emits crystal clear light, and the spear body is flowing with electric light, and at this moment they all become "introductions". Indirectly fell countless thunderbolts!

Immediately afterwards, they all floated up under some kind of guidance, all pointing to Murong Haiyi.

From this moment, Murong Haiyi felt a sense of crisis that made his scalp tingle, knowing that the final moment had come, he assumed the stance of a decisive battle.