Buzz!

The twin swords of Yongen, with blue arcs of electricity dancing around them, were held in Nuo Xia's hands in the next moment, and disappeared with the flicker of his body, striking towards Zefa!

Wherever he passed along the way, the air was trembling, but Zefa refused to retreat or avoid it, and directly moved his arms like cast steel to face him head-on!

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The dull sound of metal collision is continuous and almost never stops!

As sparks flew, the two had already fought for hundreds of rounds. The surrounding ground was completely cracked and broken, with cracks like spider webs extending in all directions.

"So happy! So happy! I haven't felt so happy for a long time!"

Zefa fought so happily that he couldn't help but laugh loudly, "But Nuo Xia! There is no need to use the ordinary sword moves that scratch the itch. Let me use some decent trump cards and let me see the power!"

"As you wish."

Nuo Xia smiled slightly, "Then, you have to be extra careful with the next sword strike."

He took a deep breath and suddenly raised his swords, pointing the sword tips towards the sky.

Boom!

In an instant, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the originally clear and cloudless sky, thunder roared continuously, and sometimes dazzling lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire sky.

"It's so easy, you can control the celestial phenomena in an instant."

On the distant coastal hills, the flying squirrel looked at the thundering sky and sighed, "He is indeed Lieutenant General Nuo Xia..."

The ghost spider on the side was about to say something, but suddenly, a wisp of cold wind blew across his cheek.

This was originally a trivial matter, but it was very common for a cold wind to blow along the coast just as summer was gone and autumn was approaching.

However, this cold wind blowing quietly seems to be just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, countless cold winds blew past the side, becoming faster and louder, and finally converged into countless whistling air currents, sweeping and rushing upwards.

For a while.

It was as if all the air around them had been sucked out. The Ghost Spider and Flying Squirrel's faces turned red and showed signs of hypoxia, and they found it difficult to even breathe.

This moment.

The entire uninhabited island, as well as the surrounding sea area with a radius of several kilometers, was roaring with strong winds and blurred vision. Coupled with the lightning and thunder in the sky, it actually created a scene that only occurs when an apocalyptic storm comes.

Nuo Xia had already risen into the air and was suspended in mid-air, her eyes calm.

In the past two years, his swordsmanship has already broken through the bottleneck and entered the ranks of masters. After practicing day after day, he has successfully integrated the ability of the thunder fruit with the wind control swordsmanship.

It is no longer just superficial as it was two years ago, but at the kendo level, I have gained a lot of insights that are close to the "esoteric", and I have found a feasible way to move forward.

in other words.

Today, although he has learned the basics and was born out of the wind-controlling swordsmanship, he has broken free from the shackles of his predecessors and carved out his own way of swordsmanship!

Nuo Xia named it, Double Sword Style, Wind and Thunder Sword Way!

And the sword he is about to strike now is one of his strongest trump cards among all his swordsmanship moves!

"Wind and Thunder·Doomsday Burial!"

Accompanied by a sharp shout, Nuo Xia's two swords crossed and slashed down at the same time. The thunder in the sky and the violent wind between heaven and earth were all responded to at this moment, being pulled towards Zefa below as the center of the vortex.

, shrouded down!

boom!

The storm finally officially arrived, and the sound of wind and thunder collided, making the noise caused when Nuo Xia raised the tip of his sword and gathered momentum seemed so insignificant at this moment.

Countless pieces of land were shattered, the sunlight was chaotic, and at the edge of the aftermath of the airwaves, white lines spread crazily outward like giant pythons. Even the coastal slopes several kilometers away were instantly submerged by the roaring waves.

The two people, Ghost Spider and Flying Squirrel, who were watching the battle from a distance, were instantly swallowed up by regret.

The sky was so dangerous that the two of them did not dare to take the moonwalk to the sky. They could only lie down on the ground and cling to the clods of earth to barely stabilize themselves.

In this environment, just standing on the ground to prevent yourself from being swept up into the sky by the strong wind is already a huge challenge.
Chapter completed!