While Meyali disappeared, the sword edge of the gods at dusk had reached Yi Ming's eyes, only a tiny difference was enough to pierce his eyeball. This had exceeded the degree that humans could reach and reached the realm of God. In this case, thinking tactics was meaningless. Yi Ming waved his sword upwards, and only came out of his understanding of Meyali's tactics allowed him to resist the originally fatal attack at the critical moment. Then he waved the general and attacked forward, piercing the body of Meyali who was instantly staying in the air due to the reaction force. The afterimage left behind just because he did not keep up with Meyali's degree.

Mo Ye turned the sword sound, and the black Gemini blade turned into one, barely resisting the sharp sword attacked in the oblique direction. Unlike the phantom caused by Yiming's light manipulation, Meyali's degree is real and there is no trick at all.

Facing enemies that cannot be seen by your eyes, it is a wrong choice to track them by your eyes alone.

Use your ears to feel the sound of breaking the wind, use your body to feel the coldness of the sword, and guess the other person's movements.

These alone are not enough.

In front of Meyali's "God", all sensory feedback except space is unreliable.

Three Swords x!!

An attack from behind, a stabbing the heart. An attack from the side, a attack from the temple. An attack from below, a blow from the throat. All three are attacks that are simultaneously and real.

Similar to Qiu Ming's spatial folding, but the only difference is that they do not appear at the same time.

This is also Yi Ming's only chance to avoid.

"Woo!!!"

The cold sword blade penetrated through the chest. The heart could feel the pain of the hard and sharp object passing by. Although he avoided the fatal two blows by luck, using human body to avoid God is still an impossible task.

"Yiming, your movements have slowed down."

Smashing the blood on the sword's body, Mealie put her hand lightly on Yiming's chest and cured his injuries. She didn't feel sad, nor did she feel sad. In order to stand out from killing and being killed, only this method of almost self-abuse is the best way to improve her strength.

"Indeed, it would be very difficult to have me alone."

Yi Ming, who smiled bitterly, did not refute. In fact, just when he chose to avoid it, the original three swords suddenly changed into five swords, followed by ten swords. Under these ten moments of unknown attacks, Yi Ming could choose only to force himself to barely suffer the most unfatal blow in his intuition.

The darkness, the pure black light began to wrap up Yi Ming's body, and the eyes on the hilt of the Gan Jiang Moye's sword in his hand suddenly opened wide and stared at the prey in front of him.

"The foreplay is over."

Yi Ming stood up, still with that leisurely smile.

"Next, it's the main course, which I just developed. Be careful? Mayalie."

Don't worry, "Whoever wins and loses, it's not necessarily true now. It's not what a scholar says.

Mei Yali, who turned her sword, became more serious in her eyes.
Chapter completed!