Bakar raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Boundary, blockade!"
With a click, the void shattered like a mirror. Countless spider-web-like cracks crisscrossed in all directions, like countless transparent prisms, refracting crystal light.
This block was blocked off.
Space-related compound magic.
Even though he has fallen from the rank of demigod, he is still the most powerful space sorcerer in the world!
This block has completely turned into a death arena.
The next moment, Baker raised his hand and chopped it down with force.
"Boundary, cut!"
Countless sounds of flesh and blood being torn apart were heard, and those black-clad swordsmen who were in the way were immediately cut into pieces by the dislocated space. Dark and sticky blood like oil spurted out, and rubble exploded!
Phyllis's eyes were filled with horror and she dodged instinctively, but her clothes and hair were still cut off by the space.
A chill runs down my spine!
At this moment, she was overwhelmed by fear. The person she feared most in her life was the monster-like man in front of her. Because they were both from the Rose Sword School, the compound magic and swordsmanship they mastered were exactly the same, but her attainments were far inferior to his, and she would always be the loser.
"Boundaries, lift!"
She screamed and thrust her hand into the void.
However, nothing works!
"Boundary, jump!"
Nothing happened...
At this moment, Phyllis realized the seriousness of the problem.
When the King of Swords regains his own power, who will be the master of space
In the collision of space systems, of course, the strong will prevail.
And the weak have nothing!
"This isn't fair! This isn't fair at all!"
Phyllis screamed, her face full of fear, her whole body trembling: "Bakar, this is not fair!"
She just couldn't figure it out!
How did this man in front of me come back to life
What on earth did that damned young man from the Valerius family do
This isn't magic!
This is not normal!
This is unreasonable!
With the sound of gravel breaking, the great steel sword was pulled out.
Bakar walked forward slowly, holding the great sword, and said calmly: "Yes, Phyllis. This world has never been fair, just like you can let the Rose Sword swordsmen devour the power of evil spirits to consume my vitality. So, I found a stronger foreign aid. Did you expect it?"
He paused and said, "You planned to attack me in order to use my soul to refine a holy relic. And now, my daughter's fiancé is missing a space-related ability to protect himself."
Mrs. Ola looked at her husband silently with a proud smile.
At this moment, Phyllis's scalp almost exploded, and she subconsciously wanted to hold her sword tightly.
However, her sword trembled in anger, suddenly bounced out, and stabbed diagonally into a distant building.
Novia!
Evil disciple!
"Just like when we dueled with swords back then, let's decide the outcome with one sword."
Bakar said indifferently: "However, you no longer have a sword, and you can't cast space magic. It does seem a bit unfair, but who cares?"
Life gets a second chance, fairness be damned.
"Boundaries, confinement!"
In an instant, the burly man disappeared from the spot and escaped into the void.
Tearing apart the wind that was in the way.
Running freely in the moonlight.
Whatever the enemy is, just kill them all!
"no no!"
Phyllis screamed hysterically, and all the violent magic power poured out. The whole space became distorted and turbulent. She immediately broke free from the opponent's restraints and tried to shatter the entire void.
But in the next moment, a cold sword light broke through the air, bringing with it the roar of death.
Behead with one sword!
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The sword flashed, and Phyllis's head and body were separated.
The bright red blood spurted out like a waterfall.
Splashed in the night.
With the howling wind, Bakar appeared ten meters behind her, holding a steel sword in both hands.
There was a cracking sound coming from his burly body, and his knotted muscles collapsed.
It was as if it had endured a horrific blow.
As you can imagine, his internal organs were broken and displaced.
Although Phyllis was crushed by him in every aspect, her crazy counterattack before death was extremely terrifying. The twisted and turbulent space was enough to destroy anyone's body.
But the problem is that Bakar is dead.
Even though he had been gifted with the power of the dead, he was still essentially a dead man.
Silently, his collapsed muscles swelled up again, and his organs and bones returned to their original state.
It was at this moment that crying and screaming sounds were heard from the darkness.
As if to say: Save me!
All I saw was a vague illusory soul fleeing at a rapid speed.
Phyllis's soul!
At the same time, the ground cracked and thick black liquid gushed out.
The power of evil spirits!
It is well known that the power of evil spirits can help humans reshape their bodies!
"Phyllis, have you forgotten that my son-in-law is an alchemist?"
Bakar said hoarsely: "Moreover, he is the strongest alchemist in the world."
In the distance, Licinius smiled silently, the rose in his left hand fluttered and shattered, and he half-knelt on the ground.
Support the ground with the palm of your right hand, and activate dark alchemy!
The dark matrix, like a spider web, pulsated violently like a living thing and suddenly covered the entire street. Countless crisscrossing array patterns rotated and burned, releasing a strange light.
Phyllis's soul was suddenly swallowed by the dark spider web while escaping.
The sword master could never have imagined it.
An alchemical matrix originally prepared to bind the souls of others.
In the end it became his own grave!
Licinius' dark alchemy not only usurped ownership of the matrix, but even improved it.
In just a moment, black flames burned out of thin air.
Phyllis's shrill howl of unwillingness and despair was lost in the void.
Instead, there was a pure black soul crystal.
Phyllis, the once powerful swordsman, is declared dead!
Bakar casually grabbed the crystal in his hand, turned around, leaned on the sword, and looked at the boy.
"Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission."
In less than a minute, all members of the Rose Sword School were killed or injured!
This is the power of the Sword King!
No…
Strictly speaking, this was the power of Valerius Licinius.
It was he who resurrected the King of Swords and gave him new life!
"As expected of the former Sword King, you are so strong."
Licinius smiled.
However, the next moment, all the blood color on his face suddenly disappeared, as if he was a corpse that had been weathered for thousands of years. He fell to the ground with his back facing the sky, making a heavy muffled sound.
Madam Ora's expression suddenly changed, and she screamed, "Quick! Protect Master Licinius!"
Led by her, all the women of Xavier family surrounded them.
The zombies released a fierce aura and stood guard in all directions.
It was at this moment that Bakar's burly body shook.
It seemed that when the boy fell down, the supply of life and soul had been cut off.
His aura dropped sharply and he became an ordinary person.
"It's ..."
Bakar looked terrified.
The Rose Sword School has more than just one swordsman who is seeking fame and fortune.
There is also an old monster who has survived from a hundred years ago to now!
A time warlock.
Elusive!
"Sword, come on."
Suddenly, someone said hoarsely.
She stood in the shadow under the eaves, like a ghost that suddenly appeared in the world.
In an instant, the temperature on the long street suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a tremendous murderous intent poured out. A huge ice crystal arrow came roaring like a giant dragon, attacking the hunched black shadow under the eaves!
The cold wind blew her long black hair, and the girl's eyes were almost frozen.
“Claudia?”
Bakar was stunned.
The power of this arrow has already surpassed that of the fifth level.
When did Claudia have this kind of strength
Chapter 191 This is the power of fans!
Dark clouds hovered over the sky.
Dean Hodel stood on the rooftop, leaning on a cane, overlooking the night.
In front of him was a drawing board covered with dark clouds painted with paint, like a pitch-black sky.
The golden old tree was burning in the darkness. The young man under the tree said calmly, "Phyllis is dead. I have to say that your ability is quite useful. If you hadn't blinded me to the future, as long as her damn necklace gave me a warning, Phyllis would have run away regardless of everything."