Chapter 179: Shot interference

The sword spirit in the Qiancheng realm is completely different from that of Benegas. Although the sword qi that runs through the world is imposing and powerful, in the final analysis, it is not the sword that owns the entity, but the energy formed by the realm of Benegas. However, Benegas drew his sword, not only including the spirit and fighting spirit of a sword saint, but also the power of his sacrificial sword "Broken Light" itself.
As the name implies, the broken light is a weapon that is sharp enough to cut off even the light. It is longer than the ordinary long sword, but maintains the width of the ordinary long sword. Its blade has a diamond-like bright colorful flash under the sun, suggesting With its extremely hard characteristics. If not all of the weapons of the war angels are artifacts, and the body of the Golem Gama is very special, ordinary weapons and golems have long been cut by it.
So this sword is like the difference between a steel sword and a bamboo sword compared with the sword energy Xiao Chen just resolved.
Benegas's shot was so fast that he couldn't see the movement. His hand was pressed against the hilt, as if he hadn't moved, but a glory of light had crossed Xiao Chen's body.
Benegas looked at Xiao Chen coldly, waiting for him to fall in half in panic like countless previous enemies. He could already imagine the cry of despair and fear from those around him.
However, a few seconds passed, and the opposite Xiao Chen recovered from a frightened appearance. He reached out and touched him for a while, and seemed to do nothing.
"Ah? I seem to be okay?" Xiao Chen whispered to himself.
Benegas set off a tremendous wave in his heart. He practiced that sword at least millions of times. He knew the position of his sword. He couldn't think of any reason why he didn't hit the opponent. For this sword, he still has a wound on his arm at this time, and a block of ice is still frozen on his right thigh. These are the prices he paid to kill Xiao Chen, but what is going on now? thing?
The next moment he saw a woman in black appeared beside Xiao Chen. Although it was hot summer, she was still wearing a hooded robe, hiding her head and face inside. Even the saints who are in close proximity cannot see the faces inside. The woman said in a regretful tone: "Benegas, you once again ignored my warning. I said not to hurt the person I told you, why do you always make such a choice?"
"You! It's you! The woman that day." Benegas' hand on the sword became tighter, and he flew back two steps involuntarily.
The woman lowered her head, as if hesitated, "I really do n’t know if I should deal with you directly. Originally, you were also useful. But I have a strong hunch that if you continue to do this, you It will cause greater obstacles to what we do. "
"Women! I don't know where you came from, what you are talking about, or what mysterious tricks you used, but I can't allow you to be so insulted!" Benegas waved a sword again, this He had exhausted his strength for twelve points, but just as before, his sword passed through the woman and Xiao Chen's body as if he had cut through the air.
He could feel a slight cracking sound from the woman's wrist. On a simple gold bracelet she was carrying, a silver gem broke into pieces.
Benegas' eyes narrowed and he spit out a few words: "Space artifact?"
auzw.com "It's decided." The woman looked up at this time, "You still have the bento."
She appeared in front of Ye Zi in an instant, and said, "Borrow your shadow gun to use it." Ye Zi didn't even respond to the shadow gun in her hand and reached the opponent's hand. Except for the owner, the shadow gun that no one else could take was actually easily pinched in the woman's hand, and then appeared before Benegas.
When Benegas gritted his teeth, he found that the opponent's artifact had been damaged and was ready to continue to work, but unexpectedly the surrounding space suddenly became weird. He felt a strange force caught him, and then rolled him into a Space passage. When his consciousness returned to normal, he found himself already standing in an empty and ancient arena.
Except for him, the woman was standing not far in front of him, and four people stood quite far behind her. Benegas noticed that those four were the only four Chinese in the enemy team.
They are Xiao Chen, Luo Ling, Ye Zi and Li Tianrui. They are also very curious about being pulled into the Ares Arena by women selectively.
"Don't you think this person is familiar?" Luo Ling asked Xiao Chen.
"I discovered it long ago, and I think she looks like a prophet in the Seven Towers era." Xiao Chen replied.
"It's her, and my contact with him is much deeper than you, I can feel it." Luo Ling said.
"She's the one you saw in the illusion of the Tower of Refining God?" Ye Zi asked inexplicably, "This has passed for thousands of years? How could it be her? Even the Holy One can't live that long. "
"I don't know, but that familiarity can't be wrong." Luo Ling definitely said.
Although Benegas seemed a little overwhelmed when he was first pulled in, he quickly attacked decisively, otherwise what could he do?
Only at this moment something very weird happened, Benegas rushed in the direction of the black robe woman, but no matter how fast he moved, he could never really get close to the woman. No matter how he flew, he was in a small area around him. This small area seems to be separated from the main world. In the view of Xiao Chen, he has not moved at all. It's like a person in a TV set, no matter how hard he can't run out.
"Goodbye, Benegas. In the outside world, I can't do anything with you, but in the small world of God of War, I can do whatever I want." With a wave of his hand, Benegas actually aging at a rapid rate. At first he was a middle-aged man, and soon his skin began to wrinkle, his hair became white, and even his eyes became yellow and muddy. . After more than ten seconds, he couldn't support his flight. He could only fall to the ground, sit down weakly, and finally turned into a skeleton-like old man.
Benegas looked at his hands like chicken feet with a trembling voice, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What the is going on, even if it is known as the saint of time, Sasol, you can't do this. Who?"
"People of your age ... used to call me a prophet." The woman said slowly, "But even more distantly in the past, I have another name. Everyone calls me 'God of Time'."