A Master's Type Moon Event Book

Even if there is a life left for those people, if this continues, it will eventually be abolished.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Artoria's figure appeared in front of Li Xiang again.

"Let's go." Li Xiang said calmly.

Tens of thousands of white flowers gathered to form heavy snow, and the galloping pale golden light roared, finally breaking through the night and resounding in the sky above Liudong Temple.

Sasaki Kojiro raised his eyes, saw the astonishing gun light, and raised the long knife.

Arturia gradually walked up the steps, and the invisible wind king's enchantment blew away the falling snowflakes.

Farther away, Li Xiang stepped into Liudong Temple.

Ground shaking.

Lavender light spots floated silently, like dandelions blown by the wind on the hillside, intertwined into a transparent grid in an instant.

At this moment, a red figure appeared in the sky.

There was a dazzling light from the palm of Ai Lei's right hand. There was no extra color, and a pale golden spear was formed, which was thrown out by her lightly, and it fell together with the magic power that had already drowned the night behind her.

In front of her eyes was a light curtain without borders.Countless spears illuminate the night sky, and the Liudong Temple under the wind and snow is shining brightly, which is somewhat unreal, like a colorful oil painting.

Soon, however, the magic of dark purple spoiled the beauty.

When the spears were not approaching, they expanded and filled in a grid shape, combined with the invisible barrier that existed on their own, and turned into a grape-colored light curtain, covering Liudong Temple.

The golden annihilation sight.

Li Xiang felt his body shaking, as if someone was hitting him constantly, and the temple in front of him was also falling dust.

Medea stood on the roof.

Her pupils contracted violently. Even in the magic workshop that was turned into a temple, facing such exaggerated magic power, she still felt unbelievable.

He took a deep breath, slightly raised the magic wand in his hand, a powerful magic power split the wind and snow, and the lavender magic circle covered the entire night sky.

More tremors came from Yuanzang Mountain.

The invisible magic power gushes out like a gust of wind and rain, the scattered aura pulls the magic circle, violent fluctuations spread over the Liudong Temple, and the dazzling flashes are instantly covered.

This is a great magic performed with high-speed divine words.

In the corner where no one was paying attention, Li Xiang's body turned into a white arc, like an arrow feather thrown from the mountain gate, tearing through the wind and snow, and walked on the light.

There was a wave of air from the gun body, and the tip of the gun followed the set route, flashing with cold light, and pierced Ge Mu Zongichiro who walked out of the room.

Chapter 120 Six Flames

Coldness circulates in the air.

Ge Mu Zongichiro remained indifferent, "So there is another one."

sprint.

With a dull sound, Li Xiang's spear stopped.

Knees and elbows pinched it.

For an instant.

With an unimaginable speed, the sight blessed with magical power only caught a faint trace, which suddenly exploded on the back of his neck.

The hard dragon scales blocked most of the impact, but even so, it still made him feel the strange snake-like skills.

It's a bit like Scathach at full strength.

The spear in his hand was drawn back suddenly, the magic circuit was connected to the nerves, the magic power was fully activated, the body retreated abruptly, but the spear was advancing.

Ge Mu Zongichiro's fist was downward, and violently hit the tip of the gun, creating an invisible air wave, and the other arm was thrown out like a long whip, but it changed at a right angle.

It fell on Li Xiang's head without any resistance.

Pain through the helmet.

There are stars in my eyes.

There was an instant loosening of the spear, and countless blows came oncoming. With the elbow as the fulcrum, all kinds of strange tracks and completely different corners landed on the weak points of the human body.

Head, temples, heart, joints.

Like continuous waves, one after another, it is difficult to fight back.

Losing consciousness in pain, Katsuki Soichiro's right arm pierced through the air for a split second, delivering a fatal blow.

The back of the head was severely injured.

Li Xiang fell outwards.

Ge Mu Zongichiro jumped down from the second floor of the temple and landed in front of Li Xiang who was half kneeling.

"It's really tough armor."

His body was in a posture, his fist was as heavy and stable as a rock, and without the slightest hesitation, he made another move.

"Can you still move?"

The spear blocked the falling fist.