Vol 13 Chapter 46: Excalibur

The sun is falling, the sky will be late, and the battlefield is in full swing. w.suimeng.lā
Millions of Asuras spread out in vast areas, and unlike Li Qingshan, it was the simplest positive charge in the Devil's World War.
The Ashuras smashed in every canyon, every hill, every wilderness.
Some are independent on high posts, holding longbows and arrows like rain; some standing at the forefront of the battlefield, arrogant and steadfast, step by step; there is freedom to shuttle on the battlefield, holding short soldiers, and ghosts.
Even if it is wearing dozens of wounds, the broken limbs are flying all over the sky, and they are still fighting.
They are not alone in fighting, but the courage of the husband, but at any time and anywhere, the military is gathering. Condensed to defeat the enemy, scattered to gain momentum, as much as possible to create a situation of long-short, bullying.
That is unmatched by any world war. Even an old sergeant who has been in the magical field for many years can't imagine such a battle.
It is like two highly sophisticated war machines, crazy collisions, and intense friction.
"There is no regularity, the water is inconstant," here is the ultimate, and there is a high degree of rationality in the enthusiasm.
Luo Xiaoxiao Ming took advantage of Nidam's innocent avatar, and once dominated the entire battlefield.
However, everyone, including him, knows the truth, the key to determining the victory or defeat of the war is not here, but in heaven.
He has also been paying attention to the decisive battle in heaven. Even if he was a god, he could not help but marvel at the speed of Li Qingshan's progress and the endowment he showed in the battle.
"He is a perfect and perfect Ashura. If he was not born in the human world, but in Ashura, even if he did not meet that one, it would not be much worse than now!"
Originally, according to common sense, let a to face a of fighting is simply to die.
Luo Xiaoxiao still decided to ask for help from him. It was just a kind of trust. It was not something boring, such as feelings and jealousy, but the soldier’s trust in the warrior.
In the same situation, Li Qingshan will never be defeated!
The glow of the sky is dim, and the wind is full of wolves.
In the dark red sky, a bright moon rises from behind Li Qingshan. The long black hair is like the beast of the beast. His face is dark and unclear. His eyes are like fossils, sparkling and overlooking the entire battlefield. Then condensed on the body of Nedam.
Only the forehead's eyes are closed - close your eyes!
Under the gaze of those eyes, Niddam did not dare to take it out easily. The most fearful thing was the one that was closed.
Taking advantage of this breathing machine, it also curbed the destructive fire in the body, and the hollow through which the chest was penetrated, began to heal again.
Suddenly, Li Qingshan took a deep breath, and the wind whistled and turned into two tornadoes, which he sucked into the two nostrils. Poured into the new lungs and held up the chest.
The heart revives, and the drums beat like a drum, sending blood to the body. The power is restored to the perfect state.
Suddenly, the sky is shouting, and the fierceness is fierce!
Long hair dances, the momentum rises rapidly, like a fire burning, such as the clouds, the whole sky, full of enthusiasm.
The battlefield is one of the quiet, regardless of the enemy and me, all looking up.
"come on!"
The sky is killing, killing, smashing into the shape of a tiger, swooping over to Niddam!
Niddam sneered a little, suddenly empty.
Li Qingshan stared at him and rushed forward. In the void behind him, he suddenly found a hand with a pile of overlapping images.
If Li Qingshan reacts quickly, he must be taken to the heart.
"Hey, the same tricks can't be used twice for me!"
Turn around, raise the fire, condense the soldiers, and slash the knife - in one go!
The six-handed black ink-like blade of the fire, while smashing to the hand, only picked up a string of afterimages.
"Yes? It is the same for me."
When Niddam came out from the void, he also dragged the overlapping images of the overlapping images. Violating the common sense, the flickering and retreating, the left and right, made it impossible to grasp the trajectory. It seemed to be a leisurely walk, but it was more than Li Qingshan. Fast speed, in an inch, step by step approaching Li Qingshan.
The two entered and retreated, like two meteors that were connected end to end across the battlefield, falling toward a distant Daze.
Nedam's hands are not like being attached to the arm, like a lotus flower, flying like a butterfly, swaying the knife net woven by the six-handed fire blade.
The ping-pong sounds, the black fire splashes, but can't touch him.
Li Qingshan knows that each other's body is very different. If he is close to fight, he has no chance of winning. In a flash, the hands will be peeled off and bones will be torn and shredded.
"Your god, use it once, it will take a long time to recover! You have used it once, if you can't decide the outcome for the second time, huh!"
Nidham’s victory in the grip, suddenly crushed a blade of fire, and immediately removed Li Qingshan an arm.
boom!
The meteor fell into Osawa, and the scorpion has not yet bloomed, so it is close to the bottom of the lake, and there is no way to retreat!
"Shut up, you are not a holy warrior!"
Li Qingshan screamed - God opened!
Heaven and earth suddenly lost color, even shape, and even quality.
As if returning to the colorless world, what I saw in my eyes, only the law of heaven and earth. What is constantly approaching, not what Ashura is fighting, is a collection of highly condensed, fast-moving laws.
The so-called practitioners, the so-called gods, have never been a special group of "out of the three realms, not in the five elements", and they are themselves part of the law of heaven and earth.
Both strength and life come from this world.
Most importantly, this law is itself an illusion.
The avenue is invisible. For the sake of cognition, the practitioners named it
Three Thousand Avenues
for the sake of distinction.
All these titles, all the names, all the rules, are just a bridge close to the "avenue."
"Yes - all the way."
Li Qingshan sat squatting, six arms relaxed, and formed a different printing method. The long hair that was scattered in the head was entangled in the back of the brain. The eyes reflect the quiet moonlight and sparkle, as if the Ming Dynasty before the end of the Ming Dynasty, full of veins and tenderness to the world, showing "gentle phase."
That is one of the most important six-pronged aspects of the Great Freedom Day, symbolizing sacrifice, also known as "the demon disintegration!"
Nedam's hands have not touched his body, and Ashura did not die and turned into fly ash, leaving only that one vertical.
Put all the power, all hope, on this god's eye.
In an instant, all the afterimages of Niddam disappeared, and they could not help but look up.
Although I can't understand what Li Qingshan said, the "Saint Seiya" is something, but the threat it feels is much larger than the last one, such as falling into an ice cave, such as a dead.
It is possible to directly interfere with his body and eliminate his afterimage by the observation of "the end of knowledge".
"Damn, the speed of this growth, what monster did I encounter!?"
"Broken!" Li Qingshan silently said.
Ever since, a black "gaze" has been thrown at Nedam.
He retraced backwards, and the "gaze" stared at him. He broke into the void, and the "eyes" still looked at him.
As a of fighting, he is as helpless as a mortal can't escape the eyes of others.
The black "gaze" has already broken through everything. This time, it is more than just a hollow.
"This move is really terrible. It is worthy of burning the fire of the city of Sanlian!"
Nedam sighed and suddenly put on a delicate and small round arm shield, blocking his arms in front of him.
Hey! A smooth mirror-like arm shield splits a gap.
boom!
Daze also had a smash in the future, and it was instantly evaporated by the fire.
At the bottom of the dry lake, Nidham was unscathed, staring at Li Qingshan: "It's over!"
Ashura does not use the treasure, the most basic weapon is the armor, which is the so-called "Ashura God soldiers." They may not have so many magical functions as magic weapons. The power is often viewed by the user. Not only can a weak person become a strong person in an instant, but he often succumbs to the Lord.
But no one can question the destructive power and defensive power of these soldiers. The small shield held by Nedam is the real Ashura soldier and the weapon of God.
And that one shattered the fire, against the flaws of Niddam itself, blocked by this side of the shield, there is no such power to destroy everything.
Li Qingshan was shocked: "I am going to your uncle, this is too shameless!"
"The Ashura soldiers, this is part of Ashura!"
Nedam said as he put on a light armor and took out a sword and got a full arm.
Li Qingshan knows without knowing that this sword and armor are the most powerful weapon of the gods.
And he not only lost his hands, but also sacrificed the power of Ashura not to die, exhausted the power of the gods.
It’s impossible to kill the world and fire it. It’s impossible to cross the shield and attack the body of Nedam. And the sword of the sword is gently waved, and his is about to be cut in half.
Li Qingshan’s thoughts turned around:
There is something to say!

"I want to escape? It is too late, otherwise I will meet again, and it is me who died!"
Niddam was really a little scared by the abnormal growth rate of Li Qingshan. The shattered fire made him more worried. If he was hit by the blow, the Ashura would not die.
And if Li Qingshan "sees" more accurately, "eyes" is stronger, and may even make him unable to regenerate and completely fall.
I am uneasy because I don’t get rid of this scourge!
"I hope you don't want to be born again, otherwise I will have to chase you to death."
He waved his sword and knelt. Heavy residual images, difficult to distinguish between real and false. But it was sealed up and down, around, in all directions, all the way out.
At this time, Li Qingshan did not choose to escape, but did not know where to pull out a wine bag, poured a mouthful of wine into the stomach, and did not know where to pull out a bronze ancient sword.
With a bang, pull out the sword!
Double swords hit each other - Jian Jian!
Niddam's eyes are big, big mouth, instinctive shield shield - shield broken!
Nedam's expression is like dreaming ~ EbookFREE.me ~ 恍恍惚惚 looking at the unremarkable bronze ancient sword fell on the body - a crack!
Li Qingshan’s expression is also exaggerated and strange. He just remembered that he also had a weapon. Although the sword method is a bit rusty, he can still cope with it at a crucial moment.
Who can think of this thing, cut the Ashura soldiers, the same as cutting tofu.
Blood splattered, Nedam was smashed, the throat creaked, and the blood of the mouth was coming up, and the vitality was cut off.
The destructive power of that sword far exceeds the resilience of Ashura's undead body, and it is not the destruction of key nodes like the sacred fire, it is pure frontal crushing.
"This...this is... what sword?!"
Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders: "Ghosts know." He sighed again: "Saddam, Saddam, I told you earlier, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, why don't you listen, you call this unlucky Name is up!"
Needham wants to say that I don't call Saddam Hussein, a old squirt, and it falls to the ground, and it doesn't look good. (To be continued.)