"Clang—" At the critical moment, the fingers and the extremely sharp sword tip made an extremely crisp collision sound.

A strong impact sound.

An extremely real collision sound.

It is completely different from the sword piercing the air, the darkness around it, and the impact sound of its own buzzing sound.

Arrelia's sword is really...

Too dreamy.

Yes, only the word dream is enough to describe this sword. Others such as legend, peak, perfection, terrible, and epic are not enough to describe this sword.

Her sword completely surpassed her usual tricks, no longer as light as flying in the sky, nor as fast as the morning breeze. Her sword was just focused.

Extremely focused.

Extremely stable and slow.

It's like the first time I've got a sword.

But it was just such a sword, which was extremely...unexpected.

Ethereal, so ethereal...the antelope hangs its horns.

It was obvious that he had a very slow sword, but he directly transcended time, space, and air, and directly pierced Burnham.

This is a sword that is already beyond the terrible. If it is on the battlefield before, even if it is as powerful as Dryus, he will be corpsed on the spot.

Because this is already the most exciting sword in Arrilia's life.

She may never reach this height again in the future.

So even if this sword is as powerful as Burnham, it has to deal with it seriously.

He stretched out his two fingers and grabbed the sword edge just two inches away from his head.

"Clang—" Another extremely crisp collision sound.

Arrelia struggled between Burnham's two fingers holding the giant sword. She had worked hard enough and focused enough.

But……

Burnham Duckwell, he is really too strong.

Strong. It's simply desperate.

Even if he stabbed such a sword, he used all his strength.

Still unable to reach.

Many things in this world are actually like this.

"Little girl, you do have the three-point style of your father back then, but unfortunately..." Burnham sighed, clamping the sword tighter and preventing Arrilia from moving. "It's still a little bit worse. Your sword is too obsessed. Obsession is sometimes a weapon, but sometimes it's bound."

He paused for a moment, and continued, like an elder who was carefully teaching his younger generation: "If you cannot ask your obsession to be broken before you can establish it, then you may not be able to make any progress in the swordsmanship in your life. I advise you..."

"Don't persuade me." Arrelia whispered to him. She pressed against the sword and said word by word, "I don't want sword, I just want him."

The last word "H" was heard, and Arriya used another force on her sword, and a crisp friction sounded in the air again.

"What a stubborn girl..." Burnham shook his head helplessly, then he twisted his fingers, and for a moment, the darkness around him surged towards him.

A powerful aura gathered behind him, and he seemed to have controlled the entire world with just one change of thought.

Arrilia was immediately suppressed by that momentum, and the giant sword could no longer move.

Before Burnham could stop, his fingers, the two fingers that held the sword's edge, were still lit up...light composed of pure darkness!!!

Light of darkness.

The light of darkness flowed through his fingertips. Although it was only a trace of it, it seemed to contain the power of the entire world.

"Although I promised your father that he would not kill his descendants,..." Burnham suddenly said in a very serious tone, "I must let you see what is the pinnacle of kendo."

"Clang—" the third crisp collision sound. This time, it burst out from between Burnham's fingers.

He crushed Arialia's only courage and sharpness little by little.

She wrapped her in the vast darkness inch by inch.

The darkness is deep.

The sword is as sharp as ink.

A ripples suddenly appeared in the thick ink.

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"Da" The rain hit Puerto Rico, hitting many people behind him, pulling the originally quiet rain curtain open a huge ripples.

They have come out of the inner city, ten yards.

Puerto Rico was still extremely careful. He did not retreat from the inner city in a single shape, which undoubtedly gave the Balanced Sect a chance to attack them.

He walked out ten yards, a distance that was not too far or too close.

A safer distance.

Then he began to rectify the army and let the later soldiers line up behind him.

He had to be careful, because he had no reason to believe in the ninjas hiding in the dark.

The ninja had already retreated on both sides of the street, and under the huge rain curtain, there was no clear view of any possible ninjas.

Even their murderous aura had been washed away.

But Puerto Rico still has to be careful. After so many years of life and death, he has already had a keen sense of smell.

He felt something was wrong, and that something was wrong was like...

Just like... on that night many years ago, he sat in the cabin of destiny, not knowing the next moment of life and death.

That feeling of helplessness...

"Pu" Yu was still trying hard to underground.

The sky became darker and darker.

No one spoke, only the sound of people stepping on the stone slabs soaked by the rain was making a slight sound.

The atmosphere is subtle.

Extremely subtle.

It was like ten thousand bows that had been stringed, and any movement would be enough to cause thousands of arrows to be fired at once.

"Pu" Another team of soldiers was rectified.

Puerto Rico took a step forward slowly.

And the moment he stepped forward, Monkey followed his pace, and he took a step, crossing his eyes across the rain.

Then, he pressed his hand on his knife, pressing hard and hard.

In an instant, his palms swelled up with force, ready to...

out……

"Bang—" At this moment, fireworks suddenly rose in the sky in the distance, and even in such rain, the fireworks were extremely clear.

Signal.

Signals from balanced sects.

Ask for help.

Enemy attack.

General Monkey, who had already studied the Balance Sect, judged the meaning of the signal in an instant.

His hand left the knife at the first time and said to Puerto Rico at the fastest speed: "General, withdraw."

withdraw.

Puerto Rico was stunned for a moment.

The silence in the rain opposite seemed to be waiting for something was stunned for a moment.

The whole world changed tremendously in an instant.

"General, it's no time to go." Mengqi urged again.

And this time, Puerto Rico finally woke up and nodded, "Get away."

When he said this, he looked at the knife around Mengqi's waist intentionally or unintentionally.

It rains heavily. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!