The distance of five meters was too short. Lingsu stepped over in a few steps. Azel showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. The cloud-green sword in his hand was raised high. Then, after a sound of metal friction, the two men had fought together in disorder.

Lingsu cut angrily and hurriedly. Aze just kept holding the sword in low grade, but Lingsu could not hit Aze in any case. So the bigger the breath, the more the breath, and in a short time, Lingsu was exhausted.

Suddenly, the blue light on Azel's cloud-green sword flashed. Suddenly, a blue light was sent out and hit Lingsu's heart directly....