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    The sword is just a carrier for Dahir, and he does not need to rely on the edge of the sword to defeat the enemy.  .  .  It¡¯s just that powerful fighting spirit requires a sword to show its supreme power.  Dashiel slowly raised his hand. As his hand was raised higher and higher, the purple on the sword became thicker and thicker. When the sword reached its highest peak, the bright purple was like a rolling purple star.  "Every movement of Dashiell was obviously very slow, but Phillip just couldn't move. He felt as if he was firmly pressed in place, unable to move even a centimeter.  This is the power of the Sword Master, which makes it impossible for the Magister, who is only one level apart, to move. ?? Philip was convinced that when the sword was cut down, he would definitely die. He would be directly hit by the sword master's fighting spirit, and there would be 100% no chance of survival.  Fortunately, I can still activate magic, especially magic like summoning magic that does not require physical movement.  The mantis machete monster appeared next to Philip. The man twitched his face and nodded to the mantis machete monster.  The eyes of the wise monster flashed with the pleasure of revenge, and he kicked Philip hard, and then ran quickly in the opposite direction.  The man soared a few meters in the air, cursing in his mind, "I want you to kick me, how dare you use so much force, let's see how I deal with you when I get back!" Phillip's body fell to the ground with a "plop" and rolled on the ground.  Several laps.  Just when Phillip wanted to stand up with his hands on his hands, there was a tremor in the ground, causing him to fall on his back again.  Where Philip stood before, a deep ditch appeared where a carriage could run.  Whether it is the remaining fighting spirit energy in the air or the appearance in front of you, it shows the power of this sword.  Stand up.  Realizing that Dashil was looking over, Philip quickly activated the space teleportation and dodge to another position in the battle field. The feeling of being locked by Dashil just now was so terrifying that he could hardly escape. Now he can only avoid it by constantly changing positions.  .  While using magic armor on himself, he urged the mantis slasher monster to attack Dashiel. At the same time, the ice gun as fast as a meteor covered the mantis slasher monster and rushed towards Dashiel.  It¡¯s a pity that we haven¡¯t gotten close to Dashiel yet.  The mantis slasher monster was knocked away by the fighting spirit brought by Dashiel's wave.  But the ice spears were not taken seriously by him at all, and he dodged after a few moves.  "Just a few times?" Dashiel said disdainfully, waving the sword in his hand and sighing deeply.  "You disappoint me so much. I thought you had a magician and a powerful monster. There should be some surprises. I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable." Putting away the blue water magic in his hand, Phillip chuckled.  "Don't worry, I will definitely let you get what you want!" The whirlwind rose around Dahir. Sharp diamond-shaped ice cubes, hot fireballs, and solid boulders were mixed in this whirlwind, spinning around Dahir.  White, red, and gray mixed in the wind, and Dahir's figure gradually disappeared.  "Boom!" came out, which was the sound of a compressed fireball exploding on Dashil. You can see through the whirlwind that there will always be fireballs, ice cubes or boulders hitting the center of the cyclone. The target of the attack must be Dashil.  you.  This whirlwind is like a death meat grinder, using various magics to crush the person in the center of the whirlwind until he is burned into coke by the flames, stabbed into meat skewers by ice cubes, and crushed into powder by boulders.  Being driven down by the whirlwind, and being attacked from all directions, it is hard to guard against. Not many people can withstand such a high-intensity attack without collapsing.  Outside the cyclone, strong winds were blowing, and people's clothes were lifted up by the strong air current. The flying sand blinded people's eyes, and people had to raise their hands to block their eyes to resist the powerful force of nature.  A smile gradually appeared on Philip's face. Magic is to mobilize the power of nature. Under the power of nature, how can a mortal be spared.  The referee in the sky already showed a solemn look, hesitating whether to judge Philip as the winner.  And the people watching were sighing that another magical thing had happened. ? Phillip actually defeated the Juggernaut with the ability of the Magister.  "Ah!!!" Suddenly Dashiell roared in the whirlwind. The whirlwind quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fireballs, ice cubes and boulders surrounding the whirlwind fell from the air one after another. Dashiell's body floated in the air.  People were surprised that he didn't have any injuries at all, and the white clothes on his body were spotless, as if he wasn't in the whirlwind at all just now.  "I have to say, you still have some strength." Dashiel slowly descended from the sky and looked at Phillip calmly.?It seems that the fierce whirlwind attack just now did not disturb him at all.  "The control of magic is very strong. It is rare for people to use the four elements of magic at the same time. I didn't expect you to have such strength." He raised his hand gently, and a stone flew silently from the ground and floated in the air.  Hill moved his hand again, and the stone came into his hand. It did not fall, but jumped up and down slightly, like an elf in the sky.  "However, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Saint-level professional strongmen already have strength close to that of gods. One of them is called domain!" The blue stones suddenly turned red, turning from solid to liquid, just like when a volcano erupts.  The magma shot out.  "In the field, we can do whatever we want." The magma in Dashiel's hands turned into a human for a while, a dog for a while, and then a house. It was so varied that it seemed like it could change anything.  "It can be said that in the field, we are gods. We can control everything in the field, including your magic!" The magma turned into a round ball, scary red, like the compressed fireball that Philip had just launched.  Hill pointed his hand forward and flew towards Phillip.  He twisted his body to avoid the attack. Dashiel had already gathered dozens of fireballs that were exactly the same as before, and counterattacked Phillip.  "The so-called fighting spirit and the so-called magic are not much different when they reach the level of gods. We only need to control the field and turn everything in the field into our attack weapons." Dashiel said proudly, infinitely close to that of a demigod.  He was fully qualified to say this. Ordinary saint-level professionals also had domains, but their domains were not as powerful and complete as Dashiel. This feeling of controlling all things made him feel that he had stepped into the domain of God.  .  The things shot out from around Dashiel completely went against Philip's common sense of physics. Things that didn't look lethal at all could cause huge damage.  Around him, every plant and tree can be turned into an attack weapon, causing Philip and the Mantis Chopper to flee in confusion.  The leaves became sharper than lancets and brushed against Philip's arm, leaving a bloody gash.  The mantis slasher monster was forced by Philip to attack Dashiel, but was knocked to the ground by a branch thinner than a finger.  To Philip, Dashiell is almost invincible.  But if he is invincible, why would the God of Light allow such a person to participate? He might as well just give Andri the spot of a mid-level god.  Knocked down again and again, Philip was played by Dashiell like a caught mouse, but his brain became clearer and clearer.  Send part of your mental power to the mantis slasher monster and force it to open its eyes.  The colorful world has changed, the blue sky has turned into light white, the earth has turned into dark gray, and the whole world has lost its color, just like an old-fashioned black and white TV, the original bright colors have turned into different shades of gray.  There are also some things that were not visible before.  For example, there is a light gray layer next to Dashiell.  This is the field!  An invisible and intangible thing, but a field that gives its owner invincible power!  Once again, he was hit in the thigh by a stone and fell heavily to the ground. With his head lowered, Phillip smiled confidently in the shallow pit covered by the soil.  ??Things hit Phillip one after another, either leaving bloody wounds or beating him to the ground. After a long time, Dashiell felt that it was boring.  Floating in the air and coming to the panting Phillip, the ordinary long sword once again flowed with purple fighting spirit, pointed at Phillip's face, and said without emotion: "Give up the resistance, I will give you a pleasure." "Give up?  Phillip smiled solemnly, "The fun has just begun." He disappeared, and when he reappeared, Phillip had already reached Hill's left side, burning like a real flame and slashing hard at Dashiel like a machete.  The sword master didn¡¯t even look at Philip. Such an attack was simply an itch for him with his domain.  Feeling the subtle changes in the realm, Dashiel waited for the flame to enter his realm, and then, like he had done thousands of times, weaken and dissipate it, and finally reduced it to nothingness.  Fire comes in, and it is very hot. After being compressed by the magician, the flame cutting temperature of the eighth-level magic is naturally very high. If steel touches it at this time, it will melt instantly.  Dashiell believes that before long, the warmth of this flame will be as warm as the candle flame.??, then a glass of warm water, and then, there should be no more.  When Dashiell felt that his skin was burning with heat, he turned his head in horror and saw that the flame was very close to his left hand. The high temperature rapidly evaporated the moisture in his body, causing the skin to become black and fall off.  "Ah!" A shrill scream came from Dashiel in the air. Onlookers outside the fighting arena saw the two people quickly separated. Needless to say, Philip was kicked away by Dashiel again, and the sword master also went crazy.  Rushing to the other side of the battle field, the entire left side of his body was as black as coal, three points darker than the blackest black man.  What's going on?  There was silence.  Philip actually broke through the field!  !  Only someone stronger than Dashiel can forcefully enter his domain, and to hurt him in the opponent's domain, at least two people who are one level higher than him are needed.  Even more powerful than Dashiel, isn¡¯t that a demigod?  ?  (To be continued) ps: ps: The finale is coming soon, can you guess what the ending is?  Hehe, it¡¯s beyond your imagination!
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