Monarch of Evernight: Fifty-Five Challenge

bsp;At the other end of the passage, a figure dressed in blue appeared, cold and proud, like a solitary peak in the frosty sky.

"He really didn't want to wait. You are smart enough, but it's a pity that you were unlucky and waited for me." Li Kuanglan said.

"Who are you?" Robinson's face was solemn. He had never heard of such a number one figure in the empire. A strong man with such distinctive features as Li Kuanglan should have registered in the Dark Kingdom long ago.

Li Kuanglan didn't answer Robinson's interest at all. He looked past the famous vampire earl and landed on Qianye, saying, "You hurt my hand last time, and I've always been thinking about this. I'm looking forward to your sword, and it shouldn't be wasted on this waste."

Have Robinson ever received such an insult? Suddenly he became furious and shouted: "I am from the oldest clan of the descendants of the Holy Blood"

"I know, isn't it Paz? If your holy son or marquis comes, I will naturally be more serious. As for a guy like you who has no promotion potential, he is a waste no matter how you look at it! ”

Robinson said no more, raised his sword, and strode towards Li Kuanglan. This was an insult to his clan name, and it could only be washed away with blood. And as the earl of the Pas clan, Robinson will not be afraid of any challenges from his peers. This is the minimum self-confidence of the bloodline of the twelve ancient clans.

Li Kuanglan raised the cold moon cage sand, and the water on the blade rippled, instantly condensing into a ball of light blue cold air, and rushed towards Robinson head-on.

Robinson shouted, and the blood on the sword surged, like a streak of blood, rushing towards the cold air.

At the moment of intersection, the bright red horse was instantly frozen, the invisible blood turned into frost, and pieces fell.

Robinson's face instantly turned pale, and even the blood-colored light in his eyes was so faint that it was almost invisible. His body was covered with white mist, which immediately formed a thin layer of frost. In the previous confrontation, his health was almost completely wiped out, and his body was also severely damaged. It could be said to be a complete defeat.

In front of Robinson's gloomy expression, Li Kuanglan looked reserved but actually smiled arrogantly and said, "I haven't tried my best yet!"

Robinson had some difficulty even speaking: "You! If it weren't for that sword"

"Sword?" Li Kuanglan raised Hanyue Cage Sand and said, "You can't afford this sword even if you lose all your money. So you are still a waste. Otherwise, why don't you get a better sword and come with me? What about competition?"

Robinson's eyes widened with anger, and he moved with difficulty, trying to fight Li Kuanglan. But just as he took a step, he suddenly let out a scream, and blood-red flames suddenly spurted out from his arms and legs, and his blood was actually burning.

Before "The Will of the Behemoth" could finish a sentence, Robinson fell down and turned into a **** torch.

Li Kuanglan looked at Qianye, with an indescribable feeling in his smile: "You should be Qianye of the Zhao family, it's our turn."

Qianye frowned slightly and looked him up and down. This opponent made him completely unpredictable. He was extremely handsome, but a little less heroic and a little more charming. When he smiled, his eyes flowed like water waves, as if he could talk, and wanted to draw away people's souls.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there is no smile in his eyes at all. Those surging lights are not waves, but sword intent and murderous intent.

"Are you from the Empire?" Qianye asked.

"Of course."

Qianye frowned even more tightly: "If they are from the Empire, it seems that now is not the time for us to take action. It will not be too late to fight after we get out."

"You mean to deal with the dark race first?" Li Kuanglan laughed, "This kind of thing is just to deceive fools. No matter when, there will always be infighting on the side of our empire and the dark race. Stop talking nonsense, I, Li Kuanglan, want to fight you, whether you want to fight or not!”

Qianye didn't say much. He held Dongyue with both hands and slowly lifted it up. The silver patterns on the sword's edge lit up. Seeing Li Kuanglan's sword intent, one can see that his personality, like his martial arts, is extremely stubborn. This kind of person will never change his mind about something he believes in.

Li Kuanglan stared at the hidden force on Dongyue, but frowned. Suddenly, the sword edge moved a little farther away, and a blue light as thin as a hair instantly shot onto Dongyue's sword edge. There was a ding sound, as if the two magic weapons really exchanged blows, causing Dongyue to tremble. The crimson force on the sword rose, and pieces of golden light emerged.

Qianye was shocked. The attack just now was extremely fast, and the freezing energy contained in it was extremely overbearing, almost defeating the force attached to Dongyue. Li Kuanglan's frost force was only slightly inferior to Chenxi Qiming in terms of attributes, but it was much stronger in terms of quantity. With just one probing blow, Qianye almost lost his grip on Dongyue.

Li Kuanglan looked at it, but frowned slightly and said: "You are indeed injured, and it is not serious. You can only have the strength of a few swords, how can you do this?"

Qianye had no expression on his face, but he was also curious about Li Kuanglan's identity in his heart. He could see through his current state with just one strike from the air. This ability was extraordinary. In addition to possessing powers similar to true vision, this young man in blue must also have reached an extremely high level of martial arts.

Li Kuanglan's eyebrows quickly spread and he said: "Forget it, I won't take advantage of you too much, let's just fight like this for now!"

As he said that, he didn't care about Qianye's reaction at all, and just cut Qianye's throat with his sword from afar. The cold moon cage sand was moving, and a water-blue sword light had already arrived in front of him.

The sword was so fast that even Qianye's reaction speed was too late to avoid it. With his basic sword skills and the fighting instinct gained from life and death battles, he lifted Dongyue in front of his throat and blocked it. That blue light.

With a ding, the blue light exploded on Dongyue and it turned out to be just a small piece of ice. But Qianye's whole body was shaken violently, and he took several steps back, with a thin layer of frost covering his body and face. But unlike Robinson, Qianye's body shook, and the ice and frost shattered, as if it was just a few snowflakes caught on a snowy day.

This time is not just a battle of force, but also relying on the strength of the body to escape the shackles of the frozen air. Li Kuanglan's eyes lit up and he said: "It's interesting!"

Han Yue Cong Sha swung several times in an instant, the sword was as fast as lightning, almost blue light suddenly appeared in front of Qianye's eyes, and the sword energy was in front of him. Under this attack frequency, all sword skills and predictions were useless. He simply closed his eyes slightly and did not look at the dazzling sword light. He could only rely on instinctive reaction to swing the sword to resist.

Dongyue waved Qianye's hand in the east and west, which seemed quite clumsy and unorganized, but he blocked all the sword energy in one move.

"Good swordsmanship!" Li Kuanglan praised.

He stepped forward, ten meters in a step, and the tip of the sword suddenly touched the tip of Qianye's nose!

The sword was so fast that it was almost unstoppable. Qianye, holding Dongyue in his hand, could not compete with Li Kuanglan's sword speed. He simply ignored the stabbing sword in front of him and Dongyue swung it diagonally towards Li Kuanglan's waist. This is a fight of mutual destruction. Li Kuanglan can pierce Qianye's head with one sword, but he will also be cut in half by Qianye.

Li Kuanglan suddenly let go of the cold moon cage sand and reached out to slap the Dongyue sword's edge. The dull heavy sword tilted to one side as if being squeezed hard. His movements were as fast as lightning and as smooth as water clouds. After striking out with his palm, he grasped the hilt of the sword again and continued to thrust forward. It was as if Hanyue Congsha had never stopped at all.

Qianye exerted force on his wrist, and the Dongyue sword edge sank downwards with the help of his palm, and the tip of the sword penetrated the ground. Immediately, Qianye held the hilt of the sword and shook it, and Dongyue slashed towards Li Kuanglan like a guillotine. As long as Li Kuanglan is taken away by Dongyue Jianfeng, his legs will not be saved.

Weighing the pros and cons, Li Kuanglan had to take a step back to avoid Dongyue, but how could he be forced back so easily? While changing his footwork, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of Han Yue Cong Sha, and the water-blue ice sword was released again. This time, it started to spin, circled in the air, and slashed towards the back of Qianye's head. At the same time, after passing the Dongyue sword, he climbed up and attacked Qianye with his bare hands.

At this moment, Li Kuanglan and Hanyue Congsha Renjian were separated, like two masters who cooperated with each other and besieged Qianye together.

Qianye didn't seem to care about being cut by the sharp blade like an ice knife. Instead of retreating, he advanced straight towards Li Kuanglan and fought with him for more than ten times in an instant. Only then did he sideways avoid the Hanyue Congsha attacking from behind. On the way to the position, Qianye made a backhand move, holding Dongyue as if there were eyes on his back, and blocked the sword in front of him.

Li Kuanglan did not relax and chased Qianye. When he passed by Hanyue Congsha, he shrugged his shoulders slightly and lightly touched the sword's edge. The ice sword actually rolled in the air and slashed towards Qianye again. .

This was a battle that Qianye had never experienced before. Li Kuanglan and Han Yue Congsha were always together, and more often than not, the sword was not held in his hand. However, whether it was his fingertips, shoulders, or even the corners of his sleeves and clothes, if any part of Li Kuanglan's body came into contact with Hanyue Congsha, the sword would seem to have gained soul and life, and would slash at Qianye from incredible angles.

At this moment, the man and the sword seemed to be two different entities, attacking Qianye wildly, and this tactic also squeezed his dodge and change space accordingly.

Qianye responded calmly and retreated freely in the small space. He tried several times to shoot down Hanyue Congsha, but whether it was people or swords, the attacks were too fast and weird, and he could not organize a complete attack. Fight back.

Perhaps Li Kuanglan is still slightly inferior to Zhao Jundu in terms of combat skills, not as perfect as the latter. But Li Kuanglan was too fast, his force attributes were weird and powerful, and the crystal sword itself was too sharp. Even if Qianye saw a flaw, he couldn't take advantage of it, so his flaw didn't become a flaw.

Between their breaths, the two of them had fought hundreds or thousands of times. Li Kuanglan diverted his swords, and all kinds of secret fighting skills bloomed like flowers in his hands, which made people suffocate.

Qianye's fighting style is much rougher and simpler. It uses military fighting skills and basic swordsmanship over and over again. In many cases, it's not even fighting skills. It's just blocking from the east and punching from the west.

However, this clumsy style of play was unable to block all of Li Kuanglan's attacks. Even if he was unable to block it at times, he would use unbreakable, lose-lose moves that forced Li Kuanglan to abandon his attack and switch to defense.

When the fight was in full swing, Li Kuanglan's sword turned into two blue streams of light, flying around Qianye, and his attack was like the endless waves of the Yangtze River. And Qianye is like a torrent rock, always unmoving.

"Good swordsmanship! This move is awesome! Interesting!" Li Kuanglan kept praising it.

When the battle was at its most intense, Li Kuanglan suddenly took a step back and stood ten meters away, looking at Qianye calmly without even a drop of sweat on his forehead. However, Qianye's chest rose and fell rapidly, his face was pale, and his breath was much weaker.

Li Kuanglan looked at Qianye and suddenly said: "Why do you look like you have been injured at all?"

Qianye was just silent, putting his hand on the hilt of the Dongyue sword that was stuck on the ground, staring at Li Kuanglan.

This is the most terrifying opponent he has ever seen. Even Zhao Jundu may be slightly inferior in combat power due to his level and weapons, and this young man looks to be about the same age as Zhao Yuying. .