The beating sword light.

Messy moon shadow.

Oncoming storm.

Waves of dust flying high.

Going left and right, the sword shines brightly.

Constantly switching between offense and defense.

The tatami creaked like it was crumbling.

Sword marks filled the surrounding area, destroying everything.

Showing extraordinary power everywhere.

The man-eating devil spread his arms.

A dazzling silver light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The impact that shook the atmosphere poured down.

The sword presses closer.

The Angry Eyed King Kong quietly held the sword in front of him and unleashed an unrivaled offensive.

The impact and clanging resounded throughout the heaven and earth!

The momentum, the light of the sword, and the murderous aura danced between the two of them!

Attack, defend, charge, collide, fight... On the splendid Qingshui Tower, in the vast moonlight that fills the sky and the earth, people and swords are constantly running, jumping and flashing.

Downstairs, there were repeated creaking sounds of the beams being overwhelmed, and dust was falling.

The short roar, heavy breathing, dull footsteps, and friction of sharp blades make people clearly feel the fierce collision between two heroic lives.

This is no longer a situation where ordinary people can intervene.

This is a fight to the death between monsters!

Sometimes they rush towards each other, sometimes they separate; sometimes they run quickly, sometimes they stand still.

Sometimes they appear and disappear like the mist of dawn. This moment they are still facing each other at a distance, and the next moment they have disappeared into the darkness. When they are seen again, they are fighting together again; sometimes they look like a group.

The thunder in the sky is nothing if it does not roar, but when it does, it shakes the nine heavens!

This battle is no longer a one-sided "suppression and being suppressed", but a true "even match".

They were like two monsters, tirelessly circling, colliding, and fighting, baring their fangs, raising their sharp claws, biting each other, and hitting each other. The bright blood foam flying everywhere melted into the misty moonlight.

The fragility of life is vividly displayed at this moment.

Their physical strength and vitality were chipped away bit by bit by sharp blades.

Anyone can win.

Anyone can die.

In this ever-changing Shura battlefield, anything can happen.

Only fighting without hesitation remains unchanged.

Only the indomitable will remains unchanged!

…

Qingdeng stepped forward, raised his posture from the upper right section, used Kasaya Slash, and slashed the Rakshasa's shoulder.

Rakshasa flew away - his leaping steps contained the starting posture of his next move.

But in the blink of an eye, he switched from hiding to attacking, pointing diagonally at Qingdeng's face with the Blue Eyes Formation, and then swept Qingdeng's chest horizontally with the force of a wind and the remaining clouds.

Between the lightning and flint, two magnificent purple lights flashed in the air.

clang!

clang!

Qingdeng's first sword defused Rakshasa's attack, and his second sword hit Rakshasa's neck hard.

The thunderous power and the furious speed of the sword made opponents unable to help but marvel.

However, Rakshasa's defense speed is really incredibly fast.

The Changyang Zhengzong in his palm instantly turned back to him like teleporting, blocking Qingdeng's slashing attack with ease.

The attack he was quite confident about failed... Qingdeng was not discouraged and immediately launched a pursuit.

He twisted slightly, changed his posture, turned sideways and stretched out his left shoulder, changed to the lower right posture, and then leaned forward to slash at Rakshasa with the soles of his feet sticking to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Vairocana's blade was in front of Rakshasa's eyes.

The Rakshasa calmly swung the knife in his palm from bottom to top, as powerful as breaking a bamboo.

Although Vairocana was shattered, Qingden's blow was too swift and violent, and the back of Rakshasa's left hand was still scratched, with blood dripping out.

As if he had been scalded by boiling water, Rakshasa jumped away and pulled out Jianhe - it only took a moment.

A moment later, the two were fighting hand-to-hand again.

The Rakshasa's back foot exerted all its strength, and with a bang, he suddenly stood upright and soared into the air like a sharp arrow shooting into the sky.

That elegant body full of explosive power drew a graceful arc in mid-air.

The knife held high above his head blocked the moonlight, casting a huge shadow on Qingdeng's body.

Facing the sword that seemed to be slashed down from the top of the mountain, Qingdeng lowered his waist, raised his arms, and drew out the sword to meet the attack.

The two swords collided heavily, creating waves of air that ruffled the hair of both parties.

Qingdeng wanted to just knock Rakshasa away, but it backfired.

Even though he was in mid-air with no points of support under his feet, Rakshasa was not something that could be dealt with by such a level of skill.

His body only slightly swayed twice without leaving any trace, and then fell steadily back to the tatami.

The moment he landed, his body suddenly leaned forward.

What followed was a slashing attack towards Qingdeng. The trajectory of the knife approached Qingdeng's face in an arc.

Qingden dodged and stepped forward, slashing Rakshasa's chest with his sword.

But at this moment, in this flash of light, Rakshasa's figure suddenly disappeared from Qingden's sight - Rakshasa suddenly bent his knees, his back directly pressed against the tatami, and used inertia to brush the ground.

, passed between Qingdeng's legs in a sliding shovel-like posture.

The moment the two figures overlapped, he shouted suddenly, and the knife in his palm made a faint sound, and swept towards Qingdeng's lower body.

With the power of Rakshasa and the sharpness of Changyang Zhengzong, if this blow were to hit him hard, Qingdeng's legs would definitely be chopped off.

On the occasion of Jiuding's attack, Qingdeng showed incredibly quick reaction speed.

I saw Qingdeng's legs moving with him, his body following his heart, leaping up like an onion from dry land, and flying over the Rakshasa's head like a big bird.

However, although his legs were saved, Qingdeng's left calf was still scratched by the sword.

The hakama tube split, a 2-inch long crack slowly opened, and a blood line slowly emerged.

After falling back to the ground, Qingdeng kicked his left foot - it hurt, but it did not affect his movements.

This kind of wound that does not affect movement but can actually feel pain is just right for Qingdeng.

"Berserker +4", activate!

Suddenly, Qingdeng felt that the energy in his body was becoming more abundant.

As his emotions became more and more high-spirited, he changed his stance, raised the tip of the knife, and leaned forward like a flying swallow. The tip of the knife was pulled into an afterimage and hit the Rakshasa's body.

Rakshasa gently leaned back to avoid the knife.

But at this moment, Qingdeng suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Rakshasa's right wrist holding the knife - he was trying to use his grappling skills to control or directly remove Rakshasa's knife.

Seeing that Qingdeng's finger was about to hit the target, Rakshasa's movements were extremely flexible. He took half a step back in time, brought his arms and the knife in his palm to his chest, and accurately avoided Qingdeng's fingertips.

outside.

Although he missed the mark, overall, Qingdeng's goal was achieved.

This move of his was not only the killing move that he had high hopes for, but also a false move that paved the way for subsequent moves!

Soon after, Qingdeng's tall body sank suddenly, kneeling on one knee and slashing his knife diagonally towards the Rakshasa's flank.

Rakshasa's pupils suddenly shrank.

In order to avoid Qingden's "iron claw attack" just now, his current body posture is very bad.

Such a posture... there is no time to dodge.

As a last resort, Rakshasa could only bite the bullet and use the cassock chop to try to suppress Qingdeng's knife.

The outcome of this confrontation has already been decided before it officially begins.

Because the defense was launched in a hurry, Rakshasa's posture was very unstable. His right knee was pushed forward and his lower body was stretched out, but his upper body was forgotten behind.
To be continued...