I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

Cyrian felt depressed for a moment, but he kept wielding the Radiant Blade, blocking frantically. He didn't use any rules, just pure physical skill and swordsmanship.

But this bought Claire time to attack!

Because she is still in the Void Spirit Realm, she is inferior to these two monsters in terms of physical strength, speed, and even combat experience.

"Eat my punch!"

The attack that combined the power of stars, magic and witch's law actually caused the national swordsmanship to feel a great sense of crisis.

when--

The Sword Master who rushed to meet the enemy felt a sudden tightness in his chest and was pushed back several meters.

Claire stood upright in the sky, her fists becoming more and more powerful, almost entering the sacred realm.

The desire to dominate surged in my heart. Today I would cause a big disturbance in the capital. Who else in the world could punch the Great Sword Saint with my ethereal realm?

"Starfall Fiery Sun Explosion! Plus the Strike Across the Desolate World! Break it for me!!!"

The domineering boxing skills were poured out without reservation at this moment.

Facing Claire's violent attack, the Sword Master was furious, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he kept brandishing the Last Sword.

"It doesn't work on me!" Claire shouted, her whole body shining with starlight, and countless secret techniques of creation surged, approaching the Sword Master's territory step by step.

"What a terrifying growth rate! Is this a witch?"

Serian, who was standing beside him, was also stunned, then exclaimed in ecstasy, "Great, great, great, he's truly a genius! A combat genius that only appears once in a century, no, once in ten thousand years! He must be accepted into the Knights!"

Facing Claire's relentless, storm-like attack, even the Sword Saint felt utterly frustrated. Not to mention the occasional swift strike from Celian.

His poker face, which he was so proud of, was almost breaking down.

Rules? Invalid!

Holy power? Suppressed by her inexplicable blue energy.

Swordsmanship? I can't suppress her growth anymore!

"Haha, one force breaks all methods, and a random punch kills the master! Lao Deng, take my Beidou Hundred Breaking Fist!"

Facing the incoherent Claire, the Sword Saint's eyes flashed with coldness. Vast holy power circulated within his body, and platinum-colored holy power blossomed. He shouted loudly!

"Girl! You're going too far!"

In the sky, three figures engaged in the most intense and brutal hand-to-hand combat, using swords, fists, legs, and everything in between, fighting like crazy.

Every time they clashed, the terrifying strong wind would cause the surrounding space to collapse and split apart, and the sharp sound of breaking wind would echo endlessly.

Originally wanting to be the main player, Celian is now fully enjoying the pleasure of being a support. As long as he can suppress the Sword Master's occasional wonderful sword moves, he doesn't have to worry about the rest!

Claire attacked closely, looking for an opportunity to punch the Nation Sword Saint hard, one of her punches even landed a solid blow on his face!

The poor sword master had a pair of panda eyes and kept roaring.

"Ah—you are going too far!"

His proud sword skills were disrupted several times by Celian, and when he tried to regroup, he was attacked by Claire in close combat.

"Witch! I will pull out your bones!" The Sword Master roared, he was a little out of his mind.

Celian's muscles flexed, and he flung his arms wide, slashing fiercely with sword after sword. "Haha, are you crazy? Just because you can't beat us, you call our lovely magician a witch? What? You still want to hunt witches?"

Claire's heart was surging from the battle, and she shouted loudly. Her thoughts became clear, and her soul connected with the seeds of her mind. All the various thoughts were swept away, and she achieved a deeper fusion with the divinity.

"The sacred realm! Reached!"

Claire threw a punch, and the starlight in the sky suddenly surged with waves. Under the guidance of the intense magic power, it transformed into a huge thunder dragon that was a hundred feet long.

"Star Attraction Technique—Thunder Dragon Transformation!"

The Thunder Dragon merged the power of wind and thunder, roared towards the sky, swung its giant tail, and carried the power of the stars, cutting through the void and rushing towards the National Sword Saint with unparalleled gust of wind.

"Hmph! So what if I'm sacred? So what if I've made a temporary breakthrough? It's just sacred. I can kill a rookie like you with just one sword!"

"I am the Great Sword Saint Aseran!!"

The Sword Saint used his sword to resist the wind pressure of the Thunder Dragon and roared, "Come on! Holy Light Secret Art - Wrath of the Divine!!!"

His voice cut through the thunder dragon's roar and echoed across the battlefield.

Rich platinum holy light burst out from his body. He tightly grasped the last sword, forming a huge golden sword a hundred feet long in the sky, and slashed towards the Thunder Dragon fiercely.

The thunder dragon's roar was deafening, and the wind pressure was like a violent storm, suppressing all evil spirits.

"Boom!"

The golden giant sword collided with the body of the thunder dragon, causing a huge explosion.

Laws, magic, wind pressure, and holy light illuminated the entire battlefield. The body of the Thunder Dragon trembled in the face of this power, its scales began to break, and its body began to retreat.

"what!!"

Claire continued to draw on the star power, strengthening her own strength and pushing the giant sword back.

Eventually, the collision of energies could no longer maintain a stable state.

Suddenly, there was a shocking sound, and a terrifying air wave, like a storm, swept across the sky. The surrounding palaces and the square where the royal capital was located collapsed in an instant.

Countless strong men were affected and were blown away, while others were directly caught up in the collision of energy and turned into ashes.

Claire was panting, but she knew that this guy was definitely not dead.

With a delicate cry, the starlight on the jade fist was like a meteor, rubbing violently against the air. With a sharp fist wind and a strong pressure, it flew towards the Sword Saint and smashed hard.

At this moment, Claire's aura was fifty times stronger than ever! Incomparably domineering, incredibly arrogant, and so abominable! Was there anything in the world that could stand against her? Damn it! Was there anything in the world that could stand against her?

At this time, the Sword Saint Arthur was covered in dust and dirt. Seeing Claire's fierce fist, his heart skipped a beat and he felt a little scared.

Is this the person who just broke through?

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

Although he wanted to say so, his identity did not allow him to do so.

This is what ordinary warriors do. They just fight, show off in battle, and admit defeat when they fail. But a sword master has a lot of things to consider.

Arthuran's momentum has been weakened.

boom--

The sound of energy collision suddenly rang out.

When it is unstoppable, it is unavoidable.

The National Sword Saint took almost the entire blow.

The girl's slender hands looked soft and boneless, but as heavy as a mountain at the moment of contact.

Nothing happened to the Last Sword.

However, a slight sound of bones being squeezed could be heard from the Sword Master's arms.

This world seemed to have lost its sound. There was no movement at all. It was like a dead city. There was no sense of life and no words of conversation could be heard.