It was late at night, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the occasional passing clouds formed traces of light and dark on the ground.
Posted by ZHUANkou This huge stadium is as silent as death...
Standing on the soft grass, Xu Zhe was in the middle of the court, wearing a tight white combat suit with scriptures written all over it, holding a dark thousand-year-old peach wood sword hanging on the ground. He was like a hunter quietly waiting for his prey to appear...
Being able to stand here and enjoy the tranquility of the night, Xu Zhe knew that he had won the speed competition...
Especially when I sensed the bloody smell approaching at high speed, the feeling of victory became even clearer.
The release time passed slowly, and Xu Zhe, who was waiting, lowered his head slightly, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.
Post "Here comes..."
Suddenly, in the audience seats, entrance No. 1 was forced open, and the door fragments flew more than three meters away, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, rushing towards the court rapidly.
The guardrails in the auditorium were twisted, as if being trampled by some monster. Then, the metal goal crossbar in front of the guardrails was also twisted, and the invisible object used its force to bounce up in a series of leaps.
The only thing Xu Zhe saw was a pair of clear and deep footprints appearing out of nowhere on the grass five meters in front of him.
"You made me panic to death, but it took so long to come..." Xu Zhe sighed, raised one hand, and snapped his fingers lightly towards the sky.
Countless huge lights on the sidelines lit up one after another. After a moment, the huge green field became as bright as day. Even the shadows on the grass were in the shape of a cross, as if an unprecedented game was about to begin...
"Monster, come out, there's no one else here, it doesn't matter whether the barrier is open or not..." Xu Zhe said calmly, as if he was chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
The five seconds after posting should be time for thinking
A two-meter-tall skeleton warrior slowly emerged from the air. Even after hundreds of years, the old armor had not been damaged at all. The bloodstains of different light and dark colors on it recorded the people who died at different times...
He held the shining samurai sword lightly in one hand. The silver-white blade was still sharp even after killing countless people. The blade exuded a strong sense of sorrow...
"Your breath is so strange..." The skeleton began to speak. His face without muscles and pupils could not reveal his expression. His voice was deep and powerful, and there was a sense of wonder in his tone. "You have a fragile human body, the breath of a ghost, and the murderous intent of a monster? What on earth are you?"
"You don't need to know what I am..." Xu Zhe put one hand in his trouser pocket and swung the peach wood sword in the air with one hand, looking nonchalant. "It's just that I have killed so many monsters, and I haven't seen you as stupid. Just imagine how powerful the Xuanyuan Sword is. Do you think you can find out by asking an ordinary human like me? If it was so easy to find, why would you wait for you to come and get it?"
"It doesn't matter. The magic soldiers are definitely here. Someone will know before killing everyone in the city, right?" The skeleton warrior appeared so calm, not joking, as if in his eyes, the whole city was already a group of dead people...
"A skeleton is just a skeleton. Its brain has been dried up by the wind, and its thinking ability is extremely low..." Xu Zhe moved one foot forward slightly, sinking his body. He sighed, but his eyes were unexpectedly solemn. He raised the large black mahogany sword with both hands and assumed a fighting stance for the first time.
"You want to challenge me?" The skeleton warrior looked at Xu Zhe blankly, his body shaking uncontrollably. It was not fear, but a kind of ridicule. "What an arrogant boy... I was a general who commanded tens of thousands of troops five hundred years ago. The resentment of tens of thousands of soldiers condensed into this immortal body for me. Even if I face thousands of troops, they can't hurt me at all..."
With that, the skeleton suddenly jumped up. The movement was a little sudden, and it was difficult for him to keep his balance in the air. He slid three meters before stopping awkwardly.
Looking at the place where he was standing just now, the wooden sword swung by Xu Zhe had already cut into the ground, causing the grass to splash everywhere. The power was so great that it really made people wonder what kind of monster he was
"Despicable..." The skeleton's grip on the samurai sword became tighter, "You don't have any bushido spirit at all, and you actually attacked by surprise?!"
"Please, you talk so much nonsense, do I really have to wait for you? I'm very busy..." Xu Zhe sighed helplessly, and suddenly he had a feeling that the longer the monsters live, the more verbose they become...
"Fencing? You'll regret it..." After that, the skeleton warrior's aura changed, and endless murderous aura emanated from his body, the most ** kind of murderous aura without any other aura.
The release was like a soldier on the battlefield, who killed people just to survive, sold his soul, and abandoned his body, which turned into a trace of grievance on the monster's body.
The armor on his chest rose and fell, and the skeleton warrior seemed to be breathing. He exerted force with his feet, and even the ground was shaken. He supported a corpse that was five hundred years old, and rushed towards Xu Zhe with a silver-white long sword in his hand.
"Taishang Laojun, hurry up and give the order!" Xu Zhe moved, and the command to unseal the sword was issued, and the peach wood sword emitted a dazzling golden light again. Unfortunately, it was useless against this monster. The skeleton general who had lost his pupils no longer used vision to perceive the world. Everything depended on the sense of touch of spiritual energy, and he could identify its location and type by its strength.
In the skeleton's view, Xu Zhe in front of him was now brighter than a lighthouse, and the spiritual power emanating from his body was no less than that of a low-level god.
Release swung the sharp blade, dragging a silver halo in the air, and slashed from top to bottom...
There was a heavy "bang" sound, like a metal collision, fierce and resonant.
An invisible wind was released, blowing in all directions in a circle, carrying up pieces of green grass.
At the last moment of the skeleton's attack, Xu Zhe held the sword with both hands, raised it above his head, and blocked the fatal knife. But at the moment of blocking, he began to regret it. The heavy pressure did not disappear, and penetrated the wooden sword in his hand directly into his body, shaking the blood in his chest.
"Aiya!" The skeleton had no intention of ending and kicked straight at Xu Zhe's chest.
At the moment of release, he let go of the sword and held it across his chest. Xu Zhe had no choice but to take it. His body was lifted off the ground by the strong force and flew five meters before falling to the ground.
The difference between monsters and humans is finally becoming apparent...
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