Super Seminary Angel Binghua.

Chapter 199, Execution

Looking at the six Binghuas opposite who looked identical with no difference at all, Bo Hehua swung the cross sword, lowered his body and spoke with disdain.

"King of Heavenly Sword, you only know how to use these tricks to deceive ordinary angels. Don't think that a mere illusion can affect our battle!"

Although Bo Hehua's tone was disdainful, the way he addressed Binghua Tianjian Wang revealed that he did not disregard Binghua.

After all, Binghua's deeds are there. Whether it is her reputation for killing in the wars between the Skull Galaxy and the Sal Galaxy, or her record of killing Sumali and breaking Huaye's arm, all of them show that Binghua is not as fragile as an ordinary female angel, and the fight just now further proves this point.

Upon hearing this, Binghua did not rush to explain. She raised the main sword Qi Sha in her hand and pointed it at Bo Hehua. At the same time, the other Binghuas around her also raised the same sword of destiny in their hands, but the attack movements they made were different.

The next moment, six Binghuas rushed out at the same time, some spread their wings and leaped into the air, swooping down to chop, some leaned forward and sprinted at high speed, and others raised their swords and rushed forward.

Bo Hehua held the cross sword in both hands, and the burning orange dark energy emerged from the sword and slashed towards him.

The blazing orange blade broke away from the sword and cut through the air, but was easily avoided by the rushing Ice Flowers.

Bo Hehua was not surprised. This was just a test of the reality of these phantoms. If they were phantoms that couldn't dodge, they would just ignore them.

The genetic engine in the male angel's body was fully powered, and the huge amount of dark energy was converted into the real world, presenting a dense, burning orange energy that distorted the space.

And now, Bo Hehua was rushing towards Binghua holding a cross sword that seemed to be rendered with a thick, burning orange halo, leaving a long, gradually fading optical afterimage in the air behind him.

Bo Hehua carefully identified during the charge and found that he could not tell who was Binghua's true body. So he randomly chose one of the six Binghuas rushing towards him and chopped him with his sword.

The air was easily split like water waves, but Binghua, who was cut diagonally at the shoulder by the cross sword in Bohehua's hand, did not change his expression and continued to swing his sword.

Bo Hehua instantly realized that he had hit an illusion, and then prepared to turn his body around to attack the other five Binghuas who had surrounded him.

Suddenly, there was a sizzling sound of cutting. Bo Hehua felt a pain in his back and quickly leaned forward to minimize the damage to his back. At the same time, a question mark emerged in his mind.

Isn't that Binghua's phantom behind him? How could it possibly attack me?
Although he had such doubts in his mind, Bo Hehua still made the most basic response of a warrior, bending down and turning around to strike with a sword.

The sword wrapped with highly condensed dark energy cut across the abdomen of Binghua from behind, cutting him in half, but there was no expected blood splattering scene. The light at the wound rolled and then returned to normal the next moment.

At this time, Binghua's attacks from other directions also arrived. Bo and Hua could only hide their doubts in their hearts for the time being and start dodging the attacks.

But something surprising happened the next moment. Although he had dodged the royal sword swung by Binghua, he still had inexplicable cuts of varying depths on his body.

However, Bo Hehua's counterattacks always hit intangible phantoms, just like a peerless swordsman who obtained a peerless magic weapon but was trapped on an isolated island, with all his skills being useless.

If it were Binghua's perspective, Bo and Hua should be able to understand what was happening at the moment. Binghua was hiding in the real-time virtual projection of the surroundings, attacking from time to time, looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

The five projected ice flowers that were besieging Bo Hehua were not actually pure projections without entities. There was a handleless silver sword inside each of the projected ice flowers.

Whenever the projected ice flower attacks, these handleless silver swords in the projection will also attack at the same time.

Because this was the first time that Bo Hehua had seen this kind of projection and sword-hiding tactic, and he had no ability to distinguish energy and detect it, he was immediately at an absolute disadvantage, as if six Binghuas with swords were besieging him. In just a few moments, he had several wounds on his body, and his defense was full of loopholes due to the interference of the projection attack.

The remaining four male angels who were watching the battle not far away were also looking at this scene in shock. Bo Hehua was the new commander of the Royal Guards and the only male angel of the divine generation among them.

If Lian Bo and Hua were defeated, then the four angels would definitely not be a match for Bing Hua.

Bo Hehua held his sword horizontally to block the attack from the projection Binghua. After several times, he had become a little accustomed to this. If nothing unexpected happened, the king sword in Binghua's hand would probably pass through the cross sword that he was blocking in the next moment.

With a crisp sound, Bo Hehua opened his eyes wide because the sword he blocked actually touched a solid entity.

An idea suddenly emerged in my mind that the person in front of me must be Binghua's real body.

"I found you, Heavenly Sword King!"

Bo Hehua was instantly energized, and swung his sword-holding hand forward to deflect the royal sword that Binghua was slashing at him.

The next moment, he drew his sword, turned around and stabbed straight forward with great force. Even a faint burning orange light representing dark energy appeared on the sword.

At the right moment, a slight panic appeared on the face of Wang Jian's Binghua, who was pushed away by Bo Hehua's sword. The attack movements of the other Binghuas around her also showed signs of speeding up, as if they wanted to force herself to give up the attack.

This undoubtedly strengthened Bo Hehua's speculation, so he no longer held back and stabbed forward a little faster.

The next moment, the cross sword pierced through Binghua's chest, who looked panicked, and a silver sword blade appeared from behind him.

The confidence on Bo Hehua's face froze at this moment, and his heart turned cold, because he did not feel any real sensation of the cross sword in his hand piercing anything.

Bo Hehua even thought for a moment that he was hallucinating, but he had felt the feeling of a weapon piercing his flesh countless times before, so there was no way he could be wrong.

"Why? Why can't I feel the sword piercing anything?"

While Bo Hehua was still thinking this, a series of popping sounds were heard, accompanied by a splash of bright red liquid.

Tick ​​tock!

Bright red blood dripped onto the floor, as if boiling, and gradually dissipated into the air without leaving any trace on the ground.

Bo Hehua looked at the four silver bloody sword blades sticking out of his chest, his eyes widened, he roared, turned around and slashed with his sword, but there was nothing in it.

But at this moment, Bo Hehua felt a pain in his knee, as if he had been kicked hard, and he subconsciously bent his knees and half-knelt on the ground.

At some point, the real Binghua appeared among the four projections of Binghua behind Bo Hehua. At this moment, he was raising the main sword Tianming in his hand, aiming at Bo Hehua's spine and pressing down heavily.

Bo Hehua suddenly opened his mouth and screamed. A silver sword, which was twice as wide as the four silver swords that pierced his body before, pierced through his spine, broke his chest and nailed into the ground.

Binghua did not choose to walk up to Bo Hehua to explain to him the reason for his failure. Without even a pause, he reached out and took out the flaming sword that he had not used for a long time.

The dark energy drive was activated, and the blade turned into a scorching red flaming sword. The next moment, Binghua swung it down without hesitation towards the neck of Bo Hehua, who was lying on the ground with his back to her and nailed to the ground by Tianming.

Blood splattered as Bo Hehua's headless body fell to the ground with a thud. The new commander of the Royal Guards, Bo Hehua, didn't even leave any special impression in Binghua's mind as he died on the spot.

(End of this chapter)