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Volume Seven, Gunpowder Smoke, Chapter 357, Feijian Wuhen

Volume 7: Smoke of Gun Chapter 357: Flying Sword Without Traces

As a subversive figure standing in this world, the saint is highly respected by the world. Only in the nearly 5 billion population base can a certain chance of a saint being born. In the eyes of ordinary people, his ability to fly and hide in the sky is like a god in the mythical world, and he can do anything.

In addition, the saints made great contributions to fighting alien civilizations in order to protect the interests of all mankind. Therefore, the title of saints was given, which implied that they were like saints in ancient times, and were the ones who led human power forward.

The scarcity of saints is that ordinary people cannot see the true appearance of saints in their lifetime. However, this also increases the mystery of saints in the hearts of ordinary people, and the saints' strength is infinitely expanded by ordinary people's imagination.

Today, at the wedding of Prince Wang Yu of the Qinglong family, everyone actually saw the legendary saint, which was a surprise. It can be said that 99% of the people present had only seen the saints on the Internet or on TV, and had never seen the true appearance of the saints.

In the minds of the people, the saint was like a god. Today, he actually saw a saint, and the saint was preparing to show his skills in front of everyone. Just like people in the century AD, the god was also preparing to show some miracles, which made everyone not excited.

But the excitement of the crowd did not last long, because they found that the saint they had worshipped for a long time was comparable to the man driving a mecha. Although it was comparable, in the eyes of everyone, this was a failure.

Because the saint in their minds is something I can't do. It should be the kind of great god who will disappear half a mountain with a wave. Then the mecha is no exception, and it can be done with a wave of hand. Although this mecha is a bit extraordinary, no matter how powerful the mecha is, it is just a machine! How can it be compared with the saint?

This made everyone think a little in their minds, and they thought, "Can you say that the saint is not as powerful as you imagined?" "It seems that the saint is just like this?" Such a thought appeared.

It seemed that they felt the doubts of others around them, and everyone looked at each other. They found that the doubts in the eyes of others around them were also the same, which made them firm their thoughts. They couldn't help but sigh and looked at the sky. However, there was no less fanaticism in their eyes.

As if he felt the denial of the people below, the flying sword saint shouted loudly. The blue light on his body became more and more intense, and the shape slowly condensed between the rolling.

Looking down, a blue dragon with four claws, right antler on its head, eyes like copper bells, beards on its mouth, scales on its body gradually emerged and kept flying around the flying sword saint. The flying sword saint's hair and hair were all raised. For a moment, the momentum was extremely amazing. The long sword in his hand was also full of sharpness, as if he wanted to fly out of his hand.

It seemed as if I realized the power of the Flying Sword Saint. The mysterious runes made of golden lines all over the blue and black mecha emitted bursts of golden light again. At the same time, the light of these runes was drunk, and even the blue light around the blue and black mecha became more and more intense. It seemed as if it was accumulating some power, which seemed extremely humanized.

"I don't care who you are, die! Learn from this lesson so that I won't be like this in my next life. If you have a little strength, you will offend someone you shouldn't offend and lose your life in vain." Feeling the abnormality on the blue and black mecha, the flying sword saint browed deep in the state. But feeling the surging force on his body, he immediately said confidently to the blue and black mecha in front of him.

Obviously, as a saint, he took action several times, and not only did he not take advantage of the other party, but also made him lose face. The flying sword saint felt extremely annoyed and had a strong murderous intent. He wished that the mecha in front of him would be completely tear him apart in an instant, and the driver inside would completely tear him away.

As soon as the words came, the flying sword saint raised his hand, a blue sword light as thick as his arm turned towards the blue-black mecha.

The blue giant sword on the blue-black mecha's hand had disappeared at some point. With the huge arm moving, the mysterious round runes on the protective wall flashed with a faint golden light. A blue light film instantly condensed on it, just blocking the blue sword energy.

Seeing this scene, the Flying Sword Saint couldn't help but frown deeply. He was obviously extremely surprised by the ability of this mecha, which was completely beyond his understanding.

"You can block one, what about those two!" While raising your hand, two blue sword energy rushed towards the blue and black mecha from different directions.

No surprise, the blue-black mecha seemed to have expected this situation. He raised his arms at the same time, flashing a faint golden light, blocking two blue sword energy.

"I think you can block a few paths." Obviously, seeing this, the flying sword saint couldn't help but be angry. With a wave of his hand, five sword energy slashed towards the blue and black mecha from different angles.

This time, the blue-black mecha surprisingly did not make a blocking move. However, when the sword light was about to fall on the black mecha, a faint golden light emitted from the corresponding part, triggering a little blue light. However, the five blue sword lights were completely blocked.

Seeing this, the flying sword saint became more and more gloomy, but he did not speak anymore. Five sword lights flew out as the long sword emitting a rich green light wave was swinging. However, unlike last time, this time, the flying sword saint did not stop, but swung out five sword energy again while turning his hands.

In this way, the Flying Sword Saint still did not stop. The sword energy continued to surge towards different parts of the blue and black mecha, covering almost all parts of the mecha, and even some parts outside the mecha body were covered by sword energy. Obviously, the Flying Sword Saint did not want to give the other party a chance to hide.

At that time, the blue and black mecha did not dodge anymore, and a mysterious rune composed of golden threads emerged everywhere on the body. With the appearance of the golden rune, the rich blue light almost completely wrapped the entire mecha. In a moment, a blue translucent light ball appeared in front of everyone.

It is complicated to say, but in fact the whole process is completed in a short time. When the blue translucent light ball is completely formed, the blue sword lights will arrive.

With a "hiss", a sword light fell on the translucent light shield wrapped in the blue-black mecha, making a harsh sound. However, when the blue sword light completely disappeared, the blue light shield was not the same as before.

The sword light that followed also fell onto the blue light shield one after another, like raindrops falling onto the blue light shield. The entire blue light shield was completely wrapped, and bursts of harsh sounds came from collisions.

Even the people watching the battle below could hear the harsh sound, and even felt the strong wind coming from the sky. Before, everyone was too far away from the place where the battle was fought, so they did not feel the terrible battle between the two.

But the strong wind that appeared in vain at this moment was really felt by everyone. Even if it was thousands of meters away, you could still feel such a strong wind. If it was in the center of the battle, what kind of scene would it be!

Thinking of this, everyone once again had a deep understanding of the strength of the saint. Everyone was also afraid of their previous thoughts. This was a blasphemy against the saint, so they simply did not show it, otherwise...

The blue sword lights were like a green stream, constantly impacting the blue light ball wrapped in the blue black mecha. Although the blue translucent light shield was not broken, it was indeed getting thinner and thinner, as if it could break at any time.

Under the impact of the sword light that looked like a training-like sword, the blue and black mecha kept pushing and retreating. Obviously, the sightseeing was extremely powerful.

After several minutes of continuous bombardment, the Flying Sword Saint stopped. He took a breath and looked at the fine sweat in front of him. The fine sweat on his forehead showed that the violent bombardment just now consumed a lot of money.

Otherwise, the Flying Sword Saint wanted to break through the blue protective cover. Unfortunately, the power in his body was insufficient, so he had to stop and stop for a moment.

After the Flying Sword Saint stopped the attack, the blue light shield seemed to have reached the edge of breaking, and the original blue disappeared only a thin, almost transparent layer.

But even so, it was enough to shock the audience. You must know that this was a saint's full-strength attack, and it was blocked. If every mecha or warship had such a protective cover, he would probably be able to walk sideways on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Wang Qing's eyes when he looked at the blue and black mecha in the sky became more and more implanted.

Looking at the mecha in front of him, the flying sword saint was also filled with bitterness. At this moment, it was a bit difficult to ride a tiger. They had already used such means, but they still couldn't take the other party down. This was a bit difficult for him who had always been pampered.

"I'm so stupid." The Flying Sword Saint, who had originally frowned deeply, couldn't help but lit up his eyes. "His protective cover may not be so powerful, but my attack was too scattered, so I couldn't break it. If I had concentrated on attacking one place, it would have been broken long ago!"

Thinking of this, the Flying Sword Saint condensed the Force again. Before, he was a little confused. Although he consumed a lot of energy, his vitality was still left.

The Flying Sword Saint completely instilled the remaining force in the common way in his hands. The long sword in his hand was infused with the indoctrination of the force, and the rich blue energy had the essence.

"Flying Sword Without Traces"

When the blue sword light was extremely rich, the flying sword saint shouted loudly. The sword light in his hand, which was like a real dragon, flew towards the blue and black mecha in a blink of an eye, and the speed was several times faster than the previous sword light.

Most of the people below saw nothing, and Wang Qing, who had the peak strength of Thousand Killers, only caught a trace of afterimage. The speed is imaginable.

"You don't have a protective cover, I see how you block my move "Flying Sword Without Seals". "The Flying Sword Saint sneered in his heart.

But at this moment, the entire blue-black mecha disappeared instantly. A blue figure appeared in the horrified eyes of everyone.
Chapter completed!
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