The red light in Alquete's eyes suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, there was a heavy feeling in the flowing air. As Alquete's body turned into a series of faint afterimages, he instantly traversed a distance of tens of meters. His sharp claws extended, directly grabbing at Han Jin's throat.
It was said that old bones and muscles were no longer useful, but the Blood Breed was a special kind of life. Every vampire was a natural warrior. Although Alquete had been dormant for many years, his explosive power, speed, and so on did not show any signs of deterioration.
Han Jin did not move at all, as if he could not see this powerful attack. However, a white flame suddenly ignited in the air, blocking in front of his throat.
Just as Alquete's fingertips were about to penetrate the white flame, he suddenly changed his strategy. He retracted his right claw, and extended his left claw, aiming for Han Jin's heart.
Another white flame appeared, blocking in front of Han Jin's chest. Alquete's body slid to the side like flowing water. His right claw flipped and stabbed at the back of Han Jin's neck.
Han Jin deliberately angered Alquete in order to lure Alquete into launching a reckless attack, so that he could meet force with force with force with the Three True Fire he released. Now, it seemed that Alquete was not so easily fooled. Han Jin was slightly disappointed, but he did not have time to think too much. He released the Three True Fire again, blocking Alquete's attack.
A sneer suddenly appeared on Alquete's face. He flicked his finger at the True Samadhi Fire. The True Samadhi Fire seemed to have been hit by something as it flew backward and hit the back of Han Jin's head, turning into a loud explosion of fire.
The Three True Fire was controlled by Divine Telekinesis. No matter how powerful the explosion was, it would not cause any harm to Han Jin. However, Alquete's fingertips suddenly accelerated and approached the back of Han Jin's neck.
Han Jin was shocked but did not panic. Under the protection of the Spirit Possession Technique, his reaction speed was also extremely fast. He dodged to the side and then sank into the ground.
The next moment, Han Jin appeared a few dozen meters away. He touched the back of his neck with his hand, and when he retracted his hand, his hand was stained with blood. However, his expression was still calm, as if he was not the one who was injured. "I heard from Guevara that there are some super-class masters who can materialize their spiritual energy. You're one of them, right?"
"Lord Raphael, if your weapon is only this pitiful little flame, then I think we can call it a day." Alquete sneered and walked towards Han Jin step by step.
"End? It's still early. " Han Jin suddenly let out a clear whistle. A green light shot out and turned into a giant sword that was more than ten meters long. Then, he moved his body and went straight towards Alquete.
If a martial artist saw Han Jin's swordsmanship here, he might laugh his head off. However, he had to be able to see it clearly first!
Han Jin did not have any achievements in swordsmanship. Although he had received guidance from Guevara, it was far from enough to make up for the huge gap. His swordsmanship only had one advantage: it was fast!
Using his fingers to control the sword, his fingertips gently moved, and the giant sword slashed across the space of dozens of meters. Every time the sword swept out, it would turn the surroundings into a world of flying sand and stones. The sword light forcefully broke through the air barrier at a speed that exceeded the limit, bringing with it a deafening sound of wind and thunder.
The Minotaurs in the distance could no longer see Han Jin's figure clearly. All they could see was endless waves of sword light. Each wave was fiercer than the last, and each wave was more dazzling than the last. It even gave them the illusion that it was going to devour the heavens and the earth.
Alquete's footsteps suddenly froze, and then he quickly retreated. Han Jin's sword light was too fast, and even with his eyesight, he could not catch its direction. He could only choose to avoid the sharp edge.
Han Jin continued to charge forward, and Alquete kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, Alquete had retreated hundreds of meters. He did not know when, but his pale cheeks, which had not been exposed to light for a long time, had turned blood red. Being forced to retreat by a human was an unbearable humiliation to him. Alquete's right claw clenched into a fist and slowly retracted until it could no longer retract. Then, he condensed his fist and punched forward. The condensed spiritual energy was like a giant iron awl, deeply embedded into the sword light.
If the sword light released by Han Jin was an endless wave, then Alquete's fist strength was a towering and unmoving reef. This was a pure confrontation of strength!
With a loud explosion, the sword shadows that filled the sky suddenly disappeared. The sharp green light returned to its original state and flew into the sky like a piece of straw. Alquete also took a few steps back.
Alquin took a deep breath. Then, his figure flashed forward and shot towards Han Jin like a bolt of lightning. Even with his strength, he still needed a few breaths' time to recover. He did not believe that his opponent could recover any faster.
Han Jin flipped his left wrist, and a thread emitting light appeared out of thin air. It moved quickly and pounced towards Alquete like a snake.
Alquete used the same trick again. With a flick of his finger, a spiritual feeler materialized and blocked the thread. Unexpectedly, the thread was not affected at all. It twisted slightly and wrapped around Alquete's body. Alquete screamed and grabbed the thread with his hand. Then, he was stunned. He could see the thread, but he could not feel what he had grabbed. In a burst of colorful light, the thread had wrapped around Alquete's body and began to tighten.
Han Jin's figure moved. White balls of fire appeared in his palm and shot towards Alquete like a string of bullets.
In this life-or-death situation, Alquete suddenly calmed down. Waves of spiritual energy that could not be seen by the naked eye were released with his body as the center.
Boom … Boom … Boom … A series of explosions sounded. A layer of spiritual energy appeared around Alquete's body. Although the Three True Fires were sharp, they could not penetrate the spiritual energy barrier and cause harm to Alquete.
Seeing that the Three True Fires were ineffective, Han Jin's figure moved even faster. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Alquete and punched Alquete's face.
However, his fist was deflected by something extremely flexible, just like the Three True Fires. But Han Jin did not give up. He swung his fists with all his might and attacked like a storm. The spinning green light, under the control of Han Jin's divine thoughts, quickly approached him.
Alquete's figure suddenly shot into the air like a cannonball. In the sharp, ear-piercing howl that resounded throughout the plains, the threads that bound Alquete's body were forcibly pulled apart. However, they were still unstable. The threads tightened and expanded at times. It was obvious that the magic power of the Immortal-Binding Rope was in the final struggle with Alquete's spiritual energy.
Alquete's figure was already enveloped by a dazzling light. At this moment, he did not have the aura of a Fallen One from the Abyss. Instead, he was like a God that had descended to the human world!
Impossible! Han Jin was inexplicably shocked. However, now was not the time to think and analyze. He immediately made a gesture and appeared beside Alquete. He punched Alquete's chest.
With another howl, Alquete's figure suddenly transformed into a silver bat and shot out like a bolt of lightning. The Immortal Binding Rope that tightened instantly caught nothing but air. Then, it turned back into an inconspicuous thread.
Han Jin let out an angry roar and made a gesture. Then, a white light chased after Alquete and hit him. A true warrior would never give up on his beliefs until the last breath. Moreover, Han Jin was very clear that when the Blood Breeds released their transformation technique, it was when they were at their weakest!
The approaching green light swayed in the wind and turned into a giant sword that was more than twenty meters long. It carried the power of thousands of kilograms, but it silently slashed down.
Sure enough, Alquete, who was shrouded by the Pure Light Spell, let out a painful scream. It wasn't just pain. At this moment, he couldn't see or hear anything. Soon after, the giant sword landed on the silver bat's head.
Blood spurted out. The silver bat fell to the ground like a stone and crashed heavily on the ground. However, Alquete had already returned to his original form. However, his injuries were still there. Streams of blood flowed from his forehead, down his cheeks, and dripped down his nose. He looked very miserable. At least, he was much more miserable than Han Jin.
"It's been a long time … a long time since someone made me so miserable …" Alquete said softly. He quietly looked at the dripping blood. There was no anger in his eyes, only a trace of pity.
Han Jin withdrew the Immortal-Binding Rope. He made a gesture and reappeared on the ground.
"Are you ready …" Alquete's gaze turned to Han Jin.
Han Jin used his fingertips to gently stroke the green light in front of him. He had a playful look on his face and did not say a word.
Alquete opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar. Han Jin made a gesture at the same time. However, when the roar reached his ears, he suddenly felt his mind go blank. He forgot his goal, forgot his own Dao, and even forgot his own past and origin. The current Han Jin was like a person who had completely lost his memory. He could not remember anything.
Alquete swung his right fist. An invisible fist energy whizzed towards Han Jin. As the fist energy approached, a shallow trench appeared on the ground, as if there was an invisible fish swimming in it.
Han Jin's face showed a painful expression. He finally broke free from the blankness, but the fist energy was already in front of him. He pointed his finger, and the green light suddenly turned into a giant sword, blocking in front of him.
With a boom, in the head-on collision, the giant sword was once again shattered and turned back into a looming green light. Han Jin was at a disadvantage twice in a row. This proved that in terms of pure strength, there was still a big gap between him and Alquete.
The green light flew backwards. Han Jin raised his hand to catch his flying sword. The force attached to the flying sword made him take two steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Alquete sneered. On the surface, he still looked at Han Jin with disdain, but in reality, he was really afraid. Han Jin's magic was too strange, and the magic tools he had were so mysterious and scary. He did not want to get close to Han Jin no matter what.
Alquete roared again. Before the sound wave approached, Han Jin looked deeply at Alquete and sank into the ground.
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