Wherever the red and silver halos passed by, the ground cracked and dried up. Countless sword marks appeared on the ground.
The stone pillars collapsed and were charred black. The reliefs exploded and turned red. The decorative bronze statues between the palaces started to melt. Some were cut in half at the waist, some were completely unrecognizable, with sword wounds everywhere.
The entire red and silver halo spread for thirty to forty meters before fading and disappearing.
Garon and Edin were in a deadlock in midair, both of them floating in the air, as if there was an invisible force supporting them from falling.
From afar, it looked like a huge red Nine-Headed Dragon was pouncing on a huge white rose.
Above the palace, between the two tall black clock towers, the thirty-meter-tall Nine-Headed Dragon's body was taller than most of the palace buildings, the surrounding buildings were like toys to it. Some of the nearby buildings had collapsed, some were damaged.
The periphery was already surrounded by a large number of royal guards who did not know what was going on. They held weapons and only dared to surround the area from afar, then helped to hide the royal family members, palace officials and servants who could not resist.
At this moment, Garon's head tilted back slightly.
Chi!!
The white rose from before pierced through Garon's forehead, but disappeared into his mind like a phantom, without any movement.
"Using willpower to attack me?" Garon sneered. His right hand that was pressing on the circular sword increased its strength.
Clang clang clang clang clang!!!
A series of crazy clashing sounds were heard.
Edin's expression did not change, his body retreated frantically, but his speed was still not as fast as Garon's.
His red jade-like fingers hit the sword crazily, all the hits were concentrated on one point on the sword.
Edin's figure suddenly stopped. His body moved to the side, his right hand pulling out the sword at lightning speed.
Clang!!!
Another silver circular sword was drawn in the air, the moon-white sword slashing towards Garon like a waterfall.
Garon's left hand flicked out.
Clang!!
His fingers hit the side of the sword.
Chi!!
A red shadow flashed.
Garon instantly disappeared from where he was, and when he reappeared, he was standing on the ground more than ten meters away.
The ferocious look on his face had disappeared, he reached out to touch his right cheek, and when he put it down, his hand was stained with blood.
A horizontal wound slowly appeared on his right cheek, and blood was slowly seeping out.
"I clearly blocked it …" Garon looked at Edin who was in the air not far away. "What ability is this?"
Edin somersaulted and landed directly from the sky, standing on the broken section of a bronze statue. When he looked at Garon again, there was a hint of respect in his eyes.
With a twist of his finger, another white rose magically appeared in his hand.
"One hundred and thirty-four."
“？”
"One hundred and thirty-four opponents of the same level, including mutated monsters. You are the only one who forced me to use the Displacement Sword. "Edin tossed out the rose, which once again turned into white petals.
A large number of flower petals flowed from the bottom to the top of his right palm like water. Gradually, they combined to form a brand new silver ring sword!
Clang!
The two silver ring swords in his hands overlapped and struck each other, forming an 'X' shape. Under the moonlight, it glowed with a mesmerizing light silver.
"So you've been in a state where your totem and body are one from the beginning to the end." Garon suddenly revealed a look of understanding. The ferocious aura around his body suddenly disappeared. It was as if the anger in the beginning was just an illusion.
He was already able to use the negative emotions of the Nine-Headed Hydra to increase his combat power, and the longer he suppressed it during normal times, the stronger it would be during battle.
He didn't waste his time working in the palace.
Garon also knew how to combine his totems, but until now, he still relied on his body to fight alone, or his totems to fight separately. He wasn't like Edin, who had always been one from the beginning to the end.
Although form four was different from spiritualization, and the time taken to combine was much longer, but very few people would always be one like him.
Seeing Garon's sudden change, Edin's eyes finally became slightly more serious.
"Looks like I've underestimated you."
He overlapped his swords, and a burning desire to fight appeared in his eyes.
"I have four types of sword skills, overlapping each other, and I've never lost. If you can take all of them, I won't stop you anymore. "
"Stop me?" A strange smile appeared on Garon's face. But immediately after, he faintly felt a strange and mysterious aura coming from Edin's body. Even with his sensing ability, this aura was somewhat blurry.
"Bloom, New Moon …" Edin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils turned white.
Suddenly, an unparalleled sense of danger rushed towards Garon.
With Garon as the center, within a few meters of him, a white rose slowly bloomed out of thin air, and in the middle of the rose's stamen, was exactly where he was standing.
The whole white rose completely wrapped him in it, and looked extremely beautiful under the moonlight.
Garon stood straight, and didn't move. He could feel that his surroundings were filled with an extremely sharp aura, as if countless blades formed a white rose.
His left index finger moved slightly.
Psst!
A line of blood suddenly appeared on his fingertip, as if he was cut by a sharp blade.
"This is my second sword skill, Imprisonment Flower." Edin's voice came from the front, and the two silver ring swords in his hands disappeared without him noticing.
Garon was proud of his strong physique, but when facing an elite of the same level, even though it was abnormally strong, it still couldn't produce a strong enough effect.
"Now that you're already in my Imprisonment Flower, any movement will cause you to be attacked by countless blades, how are you going to break free?" Edin looked at Garon calmly, he already had a new understanding of the Black Fire Palace Master that he had worked with for this period of time.
His body seemed to have the toughness of Totem Light, but strangely, it didn't have the protection of Totem Light. Could it be that he didn't activate Totem Light from beginning to end, and only relied on his own body to fight against me?
This thought flashed through Edin's mind, but he immediately threw it away.
Impossible! It was impossible for anyone who wasn't Form Five to be able to use their own body to fight against Totem Powers!
"You finally realized …" Garon's lips curled into a smile. "It's just as you thought, I didn't use Totem Light, I've been relying on my own body to fight against you."
The expression on Edin's face gradually turned serious. His gaze was fixed on Garen. Wisps of dark aura were being emitted from his opponent's body. It was as though countless black smoke were spreading out from all directions like living creatures, enveloping the surrounding space.
"Now I'm getting more and more interested in you …" Garon licked his lips, throwing Beckstone and the others to the back of his mind, Edin's fighting style in front of him gave him a huge shock, and inspiration sprung up in his mind like bamboo shoots after a rain.
"If I could kill you, how wonderful would that be …" Garon's body slowly emitted a layer of faint red light, that was the Nine-Headed Dragon's Totem Light.
He slowly raised his hand.
Cha cha cha!!
The red Totem Light on his arm and the invisible blades clashed violently, sputtering out a red and white light.
He was evolving!
Garon felt that his martial arts were undergoing a subtle change.
After seeing Edin's fighting style, the connection between Totems and Secret Techniques clashed and merged at a terrifying speed.
The plasma-like aura spread out silently, as if thick blood had flooded the surrounding ground, gushing towards Edin.
Edin's expression changed slightly, and he took a few steps back, avoiding the spread of the plasma.
"What is this?!"
"If you can survive, I'll tell … you!!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Garon's body suddenly exploded with a large amount of light, that was the countless fragments produced by the friction between the invisible blades and the Totem Light.
The red and white were like raindrops and sparks.
A red afterimage appeared directly beside Edin. Different from the previous speed, this speed seemed to have surpassed the vision, surpassed the nerves.
Before Edin's blinking eyes opened, he felt a wave of heat hit his chest.
He could hear the cracking sound of his Totem Light, an evil and terrifying power seemed to want to enter through the cracks, corroding his body.
When he opened his eyes, there was only a ball of burning red flames in front of him.
"Third Sword … Fantasy Flower …" Edin didn't move at all, only muttering like a starting language.
The flames disappeared in an instant.
"Huh?" Garon exclaimed softly, he felt that he had been teleported a few meters away from Edin, his feet sprinting, but the distance between the few meters seemed to be forever impossible to close.
The Red Jade Palm burning in flames in his hand seemed to be forever unable to get close to Edin. It was a short distance of a few meters, but it seemed to be so close yet so far.
He was still sprinting, but the road under his feet seemed to be stretched, infinitely stretched.
"Cough cough …" Edin coughed violently, looking at the Totem Light in front of him that was almost completely shattered, his eyes flashed with shock. That speed, surpassed the nerves, surpassed the vision, and surpassed the sound. If the Totem Light lasted just a little longer, he would have been completely killed by this palm!!
Looking at Garon who stopped not far away, he calmed down a little and spoke slowly.
"It's useless, Fantasy Flower is an infinitely extended sword style, no one can touch me in this style."
"Fantasy Flower … What a wonderful sword style." He stood where he was, feeling the faint distortions in his surroundings. He did not know if it was the space that was distorting, or if it was his mental state that was being distorted, but this strange feeling allowed him to truly comprehend for the first time the power of a peak form four, or even a form five.
"I've never seen a form four totem user like you …" Edin shook his head slightly, "Your body is so strong that even I am afraid of it. I thought, in this world, I had nothing to fear from those below form five. "
Garon squinted his eyes slightly.
"Displacement Sword, Confinement Sword, Fantasy Sword, I'm curious, what's your last style?"
"Hehehe …" Edin showed a rare smile, "You'll see soon … Fantasy Flower can only bloom for ninety-nine heartbeats. And my last style is about to end … "
As soon as he finished, the distortion around him began to calm down.
Without any pause, Garon instantly turned into a red shadow and shot towards Edin.
"White Crescent Sword!!"
Edin roared, the two swords crossed, the blade melting instantly.
Whoosh!!
A terrifying white greatsword more than ten meters long appeared in his hand, the giant silver ring on the sword spinning like a clock.
The effect of Fantasy Flower finally disappeared completely, at the same time, Edin raised the greatsword and waved it lightly.
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