Myriad Realms Exchange Machine

Chapter 342 Sword of Light

An hour is two hours.

The rain of light sprinkled by Li Yu could last for two full hours?
The general in black armor glanced at the sky, and the golden raindrops kept falling from the sky. Although the area covered was indeed huge, the strength of each strand of raindrops was actually not that great, so the woman in red and the old man with white hair seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

This rain of light has limited lethality for people with bachelor level strength and above, but it is fatal for different people.

This made the two of them have to maintain the operation of the magic equipment for two hours, unable to get out to participate in the next battle.

Otherwise, letting the rain of light fall behind the Qin army will inevitably cause heavy casualties to the soldiers of the Qin army.

"I'm a god of killing in vain! Boy! Tell me your name!" General Hei Jia squinted his eyes at Li Yu and asked in a deep voice.

Li Yu had just released a huge magic, but he didn't feel the emptiness from the core of magic power like before.

He helped Fujiwara Shinji who was vomiting blood to stand up, then looked at the black general in front of him, frowned slightly, and a familiar voice conveyed the information about the black armor general to him.

"Bai Qi, a man who kills gods and humans is only a thin line away from the real gods! His strength is 'god', and he can hang and beat dragon-level beasts."

Hearing the system's evaluation of Bai Qi, Li Yu immediately looked at the young scholar standing beside Bai Qi.

"Jiangzhou Sima, one of Qin's top combat powers, possesses honorable legendary strength, and can defeat dragon-level beasts with sufficient preparation."

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the young scribe's evaluation of military power was normal, and replied, "I, Li Yu, have admired General Bai's name for a long time, and I am here today to ask for advice."

Bai Qi snorted coldly, looked at Zhao Guo's army coming outside the camp of the Qin Army with the sound of killing, and knew that a quick battle must be made at this moment, so he immediately shouted: "Since you are here to ask for advice, then save your life!" Come down!"

The red light on the long sword in his hand was flickering continuously, and suddenly rushed out like a fire dragon, and in less than a breath, he had already flung his teeth and claws in front of Li Yu, and there was a hint of something thicker than plasma in the scorching fire The fishy-sweet taste.

Bai Qi fought all his life, and countless people died at his hands.

The way of killing is the way he proved.

In this sword, apart from his vast magical power, it is full of killing intent condensed to the extreme and the blood of thousands of people rolling like a soup.

Li Yu's current strength has reached the Legend of Honor, but even so, when the dragon of blood and fire is about to tear his face, he still can't make any defensive or evasive actions.

The difference in realm is too far, and it is impossible to even resist.

At this moment, just hearing another shout, Zhang Dadao descended from the sky with a knife in his hand. The light of the technological sword in his hand reached ten feet, and he dared to split the white fire dragon before Li Yu was seriously injured.

At the same time, a nearly [-]-meter-tall battle golem made of earth, stone, and trees rose from the ground and punched Bai Qi hard.

Manipulating battle golems is Ibaraki Shuten's specialty, and after his strength has been promoted to the rank of honor legend, this specialty has been brought into full play to the extreme.

When the huge battle golem punched down, the endless wind and thunder were engulfed in the force of the punch, and the space around the fist was shattered.

Bai Qi, the God of Killing in black armor, withdrew the sword that had been cut off by Zhang Dao at the critical moment. The long sword swung obliquely from bottom to top, and the battle golem, which was nearly [-] meters away, seemed to be far away by the light of the sword. When it hit the target, it instantly split into two pieces, and its body disintegrated.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Dadao took advantage of Bai Qi's distraction to deal with the battle golem and asked Li Yu in a deep voice.

Li Yu supported Fujiwara Shinji, who was seriously injured, nodded and replied simply: "No problem."

Zhang Dadao didn't say much immediately, he raised his sword and went to help Ibaraki Shuten.

Unexpectedly, the young white-clothed scribe holding a lupine stopped in front of Zhang Dadao at this moment, and said with a smile: "Girl, the battlefield is not the place for a little sister like you to appear. If you are sensible, you should still be obedient." Turn around by yourself."

But Zhang Dadao didn't intend to talk too much with this young scribe. The light of the big knife in her hand soared again, making the blade of the whole knife look like it was condensed by laser light.

At the same time, the bright red laser armor spread from the hilt towards Zhang Dadao's arm, covering her whole body in an instant, covering her with a flame-like armor.

Logically speaking, the young scholar should have never seen a liberal arts student in the era he lived in, but the young scholar was not surprised by Zhang Dadao's methods.

He shook the feather fan lightly in his hand, and the glistening white snow emerged in the void, condensing into a frightened bird or a boy holding a knife, protecting the scribe.

"Then, I'll give you a ride," the scribe said.

More wind and snow gushed out from behind him and swept towards Zhang Dadao's body, as if to completely bury her and freeze her into an ice sculpture.

"I'll give you a ride." Zhang Dadao roared, and slashed at the young scribe.

However, as soon as she raised her hand, she realized that her mind was swollen and drowsy, and the big knife in her hand lost its strength and aim, and it passed the young scribe softly.

"Sleep in the eternal dream of snow." The young scribe shook his feather fan gently, blowing more wind and snow onto Zhang Dadao's body.

These snows are not simply cold, but his magic "winter's dream".Unless the willpower of the enemies trapped in the blizzard is strong enough, they will be swallowed by the cold sleepiness and die without fear in their sleep.

Most of the time, young scribes will only use this trick when dealing with female enemies.

This is his elegance.

Li Yu was still supporting Fujiwara Shinji at this time, seeing that Zhang Dadao was about to lose, he immediately gathered all the magic power in his body, and was ready to go forward to fight the young scholar.

Who would have thought that Fujiwara Shinji gritted his teeth to support his body at this moment, stood up alone, and the samurai sword in his hand was full of brilliance.

"Speaking Spirit Art Purification!" Fujiwara Shinji roared, and the clear light spread from his blade and penetrated directly into the back of Zhang Dadao.

With the influx of this clear light, Zhang Dadao, who was still dazed and almost sinking in the snow scene, suddenly felt a burst of fresh air penetrate her brain, which lifted her spirits and made her feel no longer sleepy.

She didn't look back to see where the clear light came from, she just roared, letting out the depression gathered in her heart, and then she raised her knife again and charged towards the source of the wind and snow.

"Eat this girl!" Zhang Dadao shouted.

Where the sword light passed, every snowflake was shattered, and the birds and boys who came to stop her were also scattered, and the fiery light was about to fall on the forehead of the young scribe.

"Ah." The young scribe's sigh came from behind the snowstorm.

He lightly blocked Zhang Dao's light with the feather fan in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Is there anything wrong with dying in silence?"

"In this case, I can only bring you pain."

(End of this chapter)