Ping Ping Bang, like a blacksmith, there was no trace of people in the open space before the warehouse.

However, the violent power, like a tornado roar, showed to everyone present that there was indeed a terrifying battle here.

And this is true in the eyes of Jacob, Helena and others.

Even more dangerous.

I saw two figures, one red and one white in the sky, flying by like flowing light, leaving only blurry afterimages, the inferior ones, just like the oldest pixel images.

But this is also impossible. After all, their eyesight is really impossible to keep up with the two people who are fighting.

But even so, they can clearly see.

Allen is at a disadvantage and in danger.

After biting his lips, Helena hugged Daphne and evacuated from the warehouse door, walking deeper.

They need more power, and they need, enough to help Allen!

Jacob also had a calm face, turned his head and looked at his comrades standing on the same front, and nodded heavily.

Allen, who could have easily escaped, is fighting for more people to escape, so what reason do they have to do their best?

Even if it is just a moment of bloom, it is better than death sinking into endless darkness.

However, just as they had a decision in their minds and were about to decide on the method to implement it, things suddenly changed.

Two streams of lights, one red and one white in the air suddenly collided and then separated again. All of this seemed to be no different from before.

But if someone could see Allen's eyes and look straight into the depths of his eyes, then he could see the sharp edge that suddenly became dazzling, as if a sharp blade was out of the sheath.

Bang!

The long sword and the hand armor engraved with scarlet demon patterns intersected, making a sonorous roar and a dull roar.

The invisible wave of air came from the two of them, but it was as fierce as a level 12 typhoon. In just a few meters, it turned into a violent stream that could almost break everything.

It was as sharp as a blade, landing on the wall with a special alloy as a skeleton, a special cement as a flesh and blood, and a magic pattern array on the surface, cutting deep marks, nearly half of which went deep.

The wind burst out and the force rebounded. Alan's right arm suddenly bounced up like a spring compressed to the extreme, fierce as a whip, containing the unparalleled power of the dragon elephant.

The next moment, it was like a swing reached the highest point and the iron whip was shouting to the highest point. Allen's legs, waist, shoulders, and three points outlined a nearly perfect force arc.

Then, his right arm suddenly echoed, carrying endless power to fall, and vowed to split the turbid chaos!

Sizzle!

The wind and thunder were turbulent, and the terrifying power burst out in an instant.

When it comes to the knife, it seems that there is really a terrifying power of birth and death, and the creation and destruction of the universe. It shatters the space, disappears the nothingness, and goes straight toward Durna.

This is an extremely terrifying image and an extremely terrifying reality.

The sword fell down, as if the sky was overturned, the universe collapsed, the sun, moon and stars fell, and Mars fell like a collision between the earth, with unparalleled power.

It is extremely fierce, extremely fierce, and also extremely terrifying!

Such moves were too rapid and such a change was too rapid, so that Durna could not react.

Not long ago, I was still in a state of embarrassment that I could lose at any time, but the next moment, it suddenly changed and showed unparalleled power.

This change came so suddenly that Durna was still fighting related battles according to his previous inherent ideas.

Even, it was not until Alan's long sword had fallen by most of the time and was three inches away from his forehead that he realized something was wrong.

Of course, there are naturally reasons why Durna's magic armor killing intentions enter the body, resulting in chaotic consciousness and disorderly madness.

But no matter what, Durna is facing at this time, the most dangerous situation he has so far.

Similarly, it is also a critical moment in his life where he can rank among the top.

At such a critical moment, Durna responded at the fastest speed in his life, while the murderous intent of entering the body was reduced, but the wild beasts generally used their ultimate intent.

The divine light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the scarlet blood light in his eyes above his face armor suddenly filled with it, like a surging sea of ​​blood, containing endless horror and violence.

He raised his arms high with all his might, crossed and placed them on his head, as if he wanted to block the knife.

Although his reason has become vague and becomes chaotic, his instinct, which has been through many battles and the consciousness that comes from the magic of life and death fighting, still makes him make the most correct choice.

For the silver-level strongman, as long as he is not dead, he can bear even the serious injury.

Even if it is a serious injury at the broken arm level, as long as the post-war treatment is timely and continuous, it is almost not much different from being stabbed.

Even if you are willing to use magic potions, even if you have broken your arms for many years, it is not impossible to grow one more.

Durna has advanced to the Silver Level for many years, so he naturally understands what the battle of the Silver Level is like.

As long as you can kill the enemy and survive, damage within a certain range is acceptable.

At this time, Durna seemed to have no rational analysis and passed through all the results and directly obtained the results, as long as he blocked Allen's current attack, he just needed to catch Allen's slash.

Then, no matter how much the price is, it is OK.

After all, you can lose two arms at most, but the ending that you can survive is much better than the ending of directly passing away.

Moreover, Durna may not be able to turn defeat into victory under such circumstances.

The blood in the pupils became increasingly scarlet, and the thicker one seemed to be indelible blood, rendering a little gloomy and terrifying color.

However, all of this is in vain.

The whereabouts of the long sword, Allen's eyes were full of determination and determination.

Just when he saw Durna's start, he understood what the other party was thinking.

This is undoubtedly the only way to do it right, even now.

When Allen burst out with this sudden shocking knife, the leaking place with such a terrifying murderous intent.

Durna should have understood that he had either planned for a long time or had concealed his strength.

But no matter what, this knife is determined to kill.

Judging from the previous comparison, there is no doubt.

Therefore, it is extremely stupid to avoid the edge by dodging and then slowly figure it out.

Because the speed of both is no longer the same dimension.

Fear on the battlefield and then try to escape, then there is only one result that comes.

die!

The more you are afraid of death, the more you will die!

And those who can survive on the battlefield are often those brave and fearless fierce people.

Therefore, it is a very cost-effective deal for a warrior who has experienced many battles and rich experience.

What's more, for the silver level, breaking the arm is not an unbearable price.

But what you think seems to be a little better!

The corners of his mouth slightly reached a stern curve, and Allen's eyes were indifferent, as solemn as the edges of the glacier.

Sharp cannot be taken!

Sao!

The sacred and brilliant platinum, like the magnificent sun, shattered the strong wind, surpassed the sound, broke through the space, and reached an indescribable state.

The next moment, the blade penetrated into the dark and deep void, and could not see the place it pointed to, nor could it see where the blade pointed.

It seems like infinite, but also like a short distance.

But that vast will fill the world and is everywhere, as if the six-hegemony and eight wilderness have become Allen's sword cage, with no escape or dodge.

Seeing this, Durna's pupils suddenly contracted, and the blocking posture was about to be set up suddenly stopped, and she was about to start changing her moves.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

Alan raised his lips and spit out two cold words. Then, his wrist slightly turned, and he must, pause, and stab.

The next moment, a cold blade stretched out from nothingness and penetrated Durna's head.

"ah!"

Durna seemed to be a little caught off guard by the sudden change in the situation, and words of anger and pain erupted from his throat.

The raised hands suddenly came forward, and a straight punch was quick and hateful.

It is extremely simple, but it seems to contain thousands of powerful forces and iron-blooded spirits.

However, facing Durna's counterattack that seemed to be dying, Allen just smiled disdainfully, and then, his right hand holding the hilt turned slightly.

The next moment, Durna's fist, which was originally as heavy as a mountain, lost all its strength.

The crazy eyes, which seemed like anger, pain, and were forced into a desperate situation, suddenly disappeared after a moment of glaring.

It seemed that the bonfire that had lost firewood could no longer be lit. Even the few remaining Mars were gradually replaced by gray-black embers.

It was dim and completely extinguished.

Drawing his sword, pulling away, gently shaking the blade of some foreign objects on it, Alan's figure fell to the ground.
To be continued...