Commanding Wind and Cloud

The swords and hammers intersected, the eight bloody battles chased and pressed the thunder strike, and the fighting spirits of the two sides twisted and intertwined with each other. Dorata only felt that the speed of the vigorous battle was too fast, and the impact of the fighting spirit was so strong! Like the rumored giant dragon, it stepped on its own war hammer and was completely unable to turn over!

If it weren't for the Warhammer's ability to block grudges! Just this blow! Dorata knew very well that he would be injured, and the hammer was pressed down and turned again and again, wanting to use the way of rotation to dissolve the power.

A series of sparks, like brilliant magic, erupted between the two weapons. The Jidu Zhanba knife was like a hacksaw full of sharp serrations. It forcibly gnawed a half-inch deep knife mark on the Storm Hammer. Dorata gasped for breath, and saved the Storm Hammer from the blade.

What level is the knife in this kid's hand? Dorata looked at the hammer of the storm in his hand with distress. The sixth-level fighting soldier passed down from the tribe was as fragile as tofu in front of this kid's saber!

hum! The saber in Qian Jin's hand made a series of piercing sounds under the impact of fighting spirit, which made it too late for Dorata to feel more sad about the warhammer in his opponent's hand. The two-foot-long ornate sword light with a chilling aura once again enveloped Dorata's whole body, as if a huge iron bowl had been knocked down from the air.

Dorata has a feeling of becoming a toad caught in an iron bowl. If he can dodge the last knife, then there is no possibility of avoiding this knife at all.

"I'm afraid of you!"

The shroud of death aroused the ferocious rage in Dorata's heart as a dwarf. The Hammer of the Storm burst out a trace of strange magic fluctuations, mixed with grudges, shrouded the hammer, and roared like a dragon. From bottom to top, it was like a mad bull slamming into the sword.

Clang! The sound waves produced by the harsh sound of metal colliding formed a huge airflow circle visible to the naked eye. The horse thieves lying on the ground suddenly felt their clothes rattling as if they were being blown by a strong wind.

The few horse thieves who didn't have time to cover their ears saw streaks of bright red blood oozing from their ear canals, and their eardrums were instantly shattered!

creak... creak... creak...

The saber was pressed against the hammer of the storm, moving down slowly, the muscles of Dorata's whole body were tense, the capillaries under the skin were literally broken, and blood beads seeped out along the pores.

Heavy! Heavy! Heavier than ever! Dorata felt like a toad that was crushed by a flying mountain, unable to move, her two arms were sinking down little by little, and the big blue and black tendons seemed to break free from the covering restrictions of the skin at any time.

how come? How can it be! Dorata looked at the sword that was slowly pressed down, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. I used the fighting skill possessed by the gods, and my strength has increased several times. I also used the special fighting skill of Thunder Strike, which can double the impact in an instant.

The saber magnified little by little in Durata's pupils, his shoulders trembled, and his legs, as thick as stone pillars, were slowly bending, bending!

Zheng! Zhan Sabao continued to press down and suddenly lifted back, Dorata's arms seemed to feel the weight of a mountain had been lost, unprecedented ease!

With a light lift of his vigorous arm, the soles of his feet crushed the ground and tore away countless dust, forming a huge khaki-yellow lotus flower shape, and the gigantic horse-chopping knife burst out with even more brilliant light. dispersion! Disperse again!

The sword light cut out by Zhanma Dao turned into countless sword lights, and turned into a huge snowy lotus. Dorata seemed to become the stamen in the middle of the lotus. When he wanted to leave, he found that he was completely surrounded in the middle, unable to move.

Countless sword lights were blooming with gorgeous sword lights, falling down like a meteor shower. Dorata felt the shadow of death really descending from the sky, completely covering herself.

die! Dorata smelled the breath of death that he had felt on the battlefield of humans and demons. It was cold, deep, and helpless. It seemed that there was no point of support under his feet. He was suspended in the darkness, wanting to struggle but didn't know how to struggle.

defeat? die? Dorata's eyes dimmed, and under the stormy sword glow, her mood calmed down completely, as if she could hear her own heartbeat clearly, and the surrounding plants and trees seemed to be in her hands, like the fingers of her body.

Feeling like never before! Dorata felt that her vindictiveness was evolving and transforming! Like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, the fighting spirit that has never been condensed, under the shadow of death at this moment, has a new development! The vindictiveness that has not been advancing for many years is finally alive at this moment!

A trace of vindictiveness is entangled with each other, entangled, entangled! It seems to be recombining a new arrangement, turning back to the Golden Dou Xin to carry out the recombination, as if some new creature is being conceived.

defeat? How can it be? In an instant, Dorata felt that she was in a desperate situation and found the dawn of survival, and her depressed heart was like a lotus petal in full bloom, in full bloom! The warhammer in his hand, which seemed to have fallen into a depression, began to shine again, as if a small sun was held in his hand, and as he swung it, it turned into dozens of hundreds of small golden suns, and the countless suns finally gathered together to form a huge golden sun, rushing towards the center of the lotus.

Mo Jin's shoulders trembled slightly, and countless angry lotus blades shrank rapidly. It was no longer a huge angry lotus, but a long river! The galaxy that runs through the night sky! A river that drowns all flames.

Te Jiaofei's pupils quickly shrank the needle tip, and the cold glow of surprise flickered again and again, this knife! There are countless auras, as if the sky, stars and galaxy are really integrated into this knife! It seems that it is no longer a knife, but a long river in the starry sky! Motivation is like the god of this small world, and the galaxy is created in his hands.

The sword that was almost created, swept and devoured the huge sun, the sword and hammer were completely intertwined, and countless scrap metal and sparks scattered and flew.

Dorata's hammer surpassed his strongest moment in the past, and his whole spiritual fighting spirit was infinitely elevated, as if even the high stars could not stop his elevation, and he wanted to break through the stars hanging in the sky! The moment the swords and hammers intersected, the soil under Dorata's feet condensed together and rose again and again. The clothes were torn off by the fighting spirit and completely shattered, revealing a thick body.

"This is……"

Dorata's chest suddenly felt oppressed, as if someone had hit his body hard with a warhammer. The rising battle qi, the fighting spirit that was about to be condensed was like an egg with a cracked shell.

A knife? two knives? A hundred dollars? Or a knife?

Dorata found that she couldn't tell the difference between Qianjin and Xinghe knife strike, was it a knife? It was still bombarded by countless knives, the only feeling was being suppressed, completely suppressed, the peaceful world was completely destroyed by the violent storm.

"ah……"

"Ouch……"

The horse thieves who fell to the ground nearby were smashed by the metal fragments flying out of the warhammer. The severe pain made them howl uncontrollably.

Te Jiaofei tilted his head to avoid the flying debris, and secretly rejoiced that if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, even with body protection fighting skills, he couldn't withstand the attack of the broken iron, it was the debris of fighting soldiers.

The dust around the two people's bodies gradually dispersed and landed. The horse thieves, who could no longer see the battlefield clearly, looked at the two people in the center of the battlefield with dull eyes.

The battle was over, but in a way that no one could agree with.

"Damn it! I won...how is it possible?" Te Jiaofei rubbed his eyes vigorously, staring blankly at Dorata with a saber on his neck.

lost! Te Jiaofei really suspected that he was wrong. Only the Demon Slayer can know how powerful this sturdy dwarf is. Even the horse thief king Bahuang Wusheng once said that Dorata is the number one person under the Golden Fighting Heart today!

As long as there is no fighter who has condensed the fighting spirit, it is impossible to defeat Dorata! Even if it is a warrior who has awakened the power of the bloodline, even if it is two bloodline fighters who have reached the top level of the Golden Fighting Heart, it is impossible to defeat Dorata when using the bloodline to fight.

Perhaps, the fighters of the six ultimate bloodline warrior families today can use the top holy-level fighting skills in the family to escape, and it is absolutely impossible to defeat Dorata.

Such a dwarf was defeated! Lost to a warrior who was only a top-level fighting spirit, the Nine Battles of Demon Slaying...not even a demon-killing warrior!

lost? Dorata's tall body was like a deflated ball, and it changed from a height of more than two meters to the short and stocky appearance of a little over one meter in the first place. Two huge eyes stared blankly at the warhammer that fell to the ground.

In this battle, not only the fighting skills were defeated, but even the weapons were defeated! Before the magic on the Hammer of Storms had time to activate, it was cut through by the Saber!

Not just chopping! Instead, modify! Dorata felt that he still activated the magic on the warhammer, but the magic that would fly out with the fighting skills in the past did not fly out this time, but rushed into his body along the warhammer!

Magic, or the original magic! It's just that magic, the trajectory and direction of the launch are completely different! Instant dizziness magic, without any precautions, blasted into the body directly causing instant dizziness, just a moment, victory or defeat, life and death, is enough to determine the final result, defeat!

Is it a coincidence? Still... Dorata raised her head slowly, forgetting that the saber that could take his life at any time was still attached to her neck. The ferocious blade left a shallow bloodstain on her thick neck, and she didn't feel any pain. She just looked at the drive, her eyes full of speculation.