In the face of Loya's powerful Lanjiao attack, Hansa's expression remained unchanged, and he danced the long sword out of the afterimage, and slashed out after accumulating power. With three clangs, three vacuum slashes were smashed into the body forward.

"Strong!"

After defeating Loya's slash abruptly, Hansa took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling of his hands, and the fighting intent in his eyes became more intense.The standard long sword in his hand made a humming sound, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

"shave!"

Hansa stepped forward and appeared in front of Loya in an instant. The long sword went from bottom to top and slashed out diagonally.

"Take me a trick too! Mantis hunting sparrows!"

A sword swung out, and a terrifying sword force locked Loya. At the same time as the sword slashed, the sharp sword intent that rushed to the face cut through the ice armor and cut on Loya's face, causing him to feel a burst of pain. .

How do praying mantises hunt finches?

Lock, pounce, tear.

Rip through feathers and skin with serrated forelimbs, cut open the trachea, and hunt chaffinches.

Loya is now the chaffinch being hunted.

He once again felt the pain of being locked by the sword. Like Tony's trick, Hansa's attack gave him an unavoidable feeling.

But unlike Tony, attacking Hansa with this intensity does not require concentrated energy.

Facing such a terrifying move by Hansa, Loya's expression was calm, neither dodging nor evading, his fingers were wrapped with blue ** force, and the diamond-shaped magic pattern on his wrist wandered along his body.

"Broken Teeth of the Ice Dragon!"

laugh!

When the cold light suddenly appeared, Hansa watched in amazement as his slash was broken, and the air was filled with countless sharp sword qi, which cut the ground with scratches.

But before he had time to think about it, the terrifying strange force spread to him along the blade, making Hansa feel stuffy in his chest, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's... terrifying power."

He used Shaving again to leave, and then, Hansa swung his sword straight, and a sword energy was condensed and formed, like a machete, lashing towards Loya in the air.

Kacha~

Loya smashed the sword energy with a backhand punch, and the light blue energy circulated on the fist.

He raised his fist to his mouth and blew off the ice chips on it: "Your strength is really good. Your strength, speed, swordsmanship, and arrogance are all top-notch. But unfortunately, that's all."

Saying that, Loya looked at Tony and the others in the audience, and chuckled: "Don't you think that my strength is what you see?"

Everyone bit their lips unwillingly and stared at Loya stubbornly.

They don't know it, but they have been seeking psychological comfort.

Although the battle between the two was only a few short moves, the unmatched feeling had already taken root in their hearts.

"Fight against Zaixia, please don't look around." Hansa's tone could not be heard of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. The pale complexion and the empty eyes made people shudder.

"Well, just play as you like."

Loya smiled, threw himself forward, and fought with Hansa.

In the stands, Zefa shook his head regretfully. Hansa was a pure swordsman, which gave him unprecedented enthusiasm to challenge the strong. He was not for any name, prestige or military rank, but simply to become stronger. Become stronger.

This makes Hansa's sword grip tighter than others.

But God is not beautiful, his body is really bad, and every time he develops his physical potential, he is struggling on the line of death.

Facing a physical monster like Loya, it's not a little bit of a loss.

"Loya is much better than Hansa... If this goes on, Hansa should lose soon."

Huoshaoshan said with a cigar in his mouth.

The flying squirrel beside him nodded and said, "It's true... However, Hansa has long been determined to die. If a person is no longer afraid of death, the power he exerts is absolutely terrifying. It is not too early to draw conclusions about who will win and who will lose in the battle."

......

In just a few breaths, Loya fought with Hansa hundreds of times. He didn't rely on magic to fly a kite because he respected Hansa's choice.

Pure swordsman, rare.

Vigorous death is the destination.

Being bombarded to death by his own skills, he couldn't forgive himself.

"But... it's over!"

With the repeated fights, the physical differences between Hansa and Loya gradually revealed, and the strength of the counterattacks became weaker and weaker.

Loya didn't give Hansa any time to relieve his breath at all, moving around beside him, dodging the blade while launching a storm-like attack, making Hansa tired of blocking.There is a difference in speed between the two, but they cannot be suppressed, and Hansa has never been able to get rid of Loya.

After another fight, Loya suddenly exerted his strength, retracted his claws into fists, and swayed Hansa's long sword, but at the same time his shoulder was also cut, and blood was flowing.

There was a crack in the hard ice armor on the shoulder, and bits and pieces fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, I can't stop the swordsman's slash." Loya was not surprised that Hansa cut off his ice armor.

The swordsman who has understood the profound meaning of slashing iron can even cut open iron blocks. The hardness of his ice armor is almost a little harder than that of ordinary iron blocks, but how can Hansa be an ordinary swordsman?

Still, the injury makes sense.Facing Hansa with the empty door wide open, blue energy wrapped around his fist, and the cold air directly froze the water vapor in the air, making him look like he was shrouded in frost.

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