Hearing Holt's words, Fang Xingjian said lightly: "Although there are many state contestants in this class, only you can let me take all my strength."

Holt laughed and said, "Yes, then let's not talk nonsense, let everyone see what a real genius is and what a real top knight is."

After saying this, the entire arena seemed to have a strong wind, which was the air flow formed by the rapid storm of the galaxy.

But it was not Holt who really took the initiative first.

I saw countless galaxies flashing in front of Holt, and Fang Xingjian's long sword suddenly stopped in front of him.

Then there was a loud rumbling sound that came late, and the majestic energy blows away the surrounding galaxies.

The magnificent loud noise was mixed with the sound of metal attacks, the sound of bursting air, and the sound of qi, blood, muscles and bones.

The terrifying sound waves hit all directions. Some nobles who had poor physical fitness and were not even knights only felt that they had a star's eyes, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and seemed to faint at any time.

The next moment, countless figures of square star swords flashed wildly around Holt, and the galaxies were like giant pythons, constantly using their bodies to resist the attack of the square star sword.

Each sword slash will directly cause a large galaxy to explode, but it will soon be condensed by more galaxies.

Facing the Fangxing Sword in the bodyless state, Holt could actually fight against the opponent's speed by relying on the number of galaxies.

The Fangxing Sword was like a series of black lightning, constantly slashing around Holt.

The sound and action of the entire battle resulted in a slight delay, because the speed of the Fangxing Sword reached 10 times the speed of sound, which made all onlookers feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Because the sound of the high-speed friction air is like the howling of a banshee, all the audience below the knight-level audience had to retreat. If they stayed there, they might be killed by the aftermath of this battle.

By this battle, the weak are not even qualified to watch the game.

Around the galaxy, Holt stood still with his hands on his chest, his eyes kept turning, trying hard to capture Fang Xingjian's figure at all times.

But the speed of the Fangxing Sword is too fast. Almost every time he is storm with the Galaxy Storm, he is about to leave, as if he is completely free of force, and he has been using the sword energy generated by cutting the air at high speed to whip the Galaxy Storm.

The high temperature caused a faint red light to emerge from Fang Xingjian's body, and white air continued to emerge from his body.

Another rumbling explosion, hundreds of sword energy mixed with hundreds of etheric sword waves, directly tearing open the Galaxy Storm, and Fang Xingjian's sword directly slashed Holt's body.

But with a loud clang, Holt took a step back three times, except for the star marks flashing on his face, he was completely unharmed.

His body surface was wrapped in the galaxy, which meant that he was wearing armor of a level 19 lower-level magic weapon.

Just as Fang Xingjian hit the slash with his sword, the recoil force continued to attack, causing his body to pause slightly, and his figure had been flooded by the galaxy in the sky.

However, the drowning was only a moment. In the next moment, a total of ten etheric sword waves slashed out at ten times the speed of sound, and with a series of Mars, they directly broke through the galaxy that wrapped him. Fang Xingjian also rushed out and came to the edge of the ring.

He was pressing down his body like a cheetah. The sword in his hand kept emitting high temperatures, and his whole body was filled with white breath, as if he had just come out of a steamer.

Holt touched his cheek that had just been slashed, and smiled and said, "Although you are fast, you are still weak under the absolute number of galaxy storms. They are like air. No matter how fast or fast it is, they cannot avoid the air."

Facing what Holt said, Fang Xingjian smiled coldly: "Can the air block the sunlight?"

Before Holt could react, Fang Xingjian's body flashed for a moment and had disappeared again.

This time, he did not sprint towards Holt's body again, but instead kept flying up and down within the ten-meter range of Holt's body like a satellite.

At the same time, as he kept moving around Holt at high speed, the long sword in his hand surrounded the white sword energy, reflecting the light one after another.

The light flow Tianxiang Slash was activated! The sword light was reflected directly, and the sunlight was generated, and the lightsaber with a high temperature of 1,000 degrees hit Holt's face.

It seemed that a sneer could be heard, Holt groaned and had already covered his face and took a step back. It was obvious that the Galaxy Storm could not be completely insulated.

He raised his hand and there was already a storm on the outer galaxy blocking the light.

But how fast is Fang Xingjian? He kept flashing around Holt, and the arrival speed of the lightsaber was instantaneous. Almost every moment, the lightsaber stabbed through the gaps of the storm in the galaxy, constantly surrounding various parts of Holt's body to warm him up.

Holt's hands clanged together suddenly, and the infinite galaxy completely wrapped him into a sphere, like a bead containing the infinite universe, emitting starry light.

Looking at the obvious target in front of him, Fang Xingjian stopped, and the clothes on his upper body had turned into pieces under the high-speed air. He casually pulled off the tattered Knight's Gift top and watched the sphere fall into thinking.

He was wondering if he wanted to take this opportunity to use swallowing the earth.

He could only use the Earth once in this battle, and of course he wanted to find the best and most deadly opportunity.

Just as he was thinking this way, Holt's voice came into the air with the storm of the sphere.

"Very good, Fang Xingjian, you are indeed my biggest opponent in the state selection this time."

"If it is you, I can finally use my full strength to exert 'Red Fire'."

The next moment, red flames spread out from the orb.

If the ball made of the galaxy looks like an egg, then the flames that keep popping up at this moment seem like something breaks out of the egg.

This is the killing method specially created by the Star Ancestor for the 29th level of the upper divine weapon "Chichuo", and the killing method of Star River Storm, the devouring snake.

I saw a giant snake that seemed to be made of magma crawled out of the round eggs of the Galaxy.

In ancient legends, the world was originally a chaos. When the Creator Snake broke out from the chaos, the entire world began to be created.

But one day, the snake will swallow the whole world again, and the world will usher in a final day.

The killing method created by the ancestor of Stars is obviously based on the creation myth.

In a giant orb composed of a galaxy, the giant snake was born. With the appearance of the big snake, the heat around it was constantly absorbed by the big snake, and the big snake's body, like lava, became brighter and brighter.

This is a giant snake that constantly absorbs heat energy until all things disappear.

It's like a giant creator who will eventually devour the entire world in legend.
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