Vol 3 Chapter 135

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
135th Act of the Wolf (Third)

Faina covered her mouth with her hands and watched the scene of the lion's defeat outside the forest, her eyes stunned-she moved her throat and complained that those guys outside were really waste, hundreds of people even a small Eruin envoy It's not fair-but it doesn't make a sound in the end.

Brando really scared her.

Then she knew that the hickory had stayed in the afternoon, otherwise she might not be able to wait for the Veronica Corps Chief and others to come.

But Faina turned to feel her heart pounding again, and she glanced at Brando's cold eyes before-not even daring to breathe-her heart banged suddenly, suddenly Be afraid.

"Elman, Elman ..." Faina whispered, "He, he won't find us, right?"

"Rest assured." Viscount Elman frowned, comforting: "He can't react so quickly, let alone guessing, can't find us." He frowned and looked over there, Aye It's not a good sign for Luin to have such a genius, not to mention being a little younger than him.

He looked at Brando, and an inexplicable hostility arose in his mind. Then patted Faina's shoulder: "Let's go, leave quickly." Elman wasn't sure. The young man's strength was really terrible.

"Aren't you waiting for the people in the temple?" Rono asked, taking a breath.

"The temple will not be rushed like the beasts. Doha is greedy, but not stupid." Elman shook his head, but suddenly he saw Fayina opening his mouth, and his face changed quickly. Cover her mouth.

"Stop talking!"

"Woohoo ..." Fayina stared. "He ... he came over ..."

Viscount Elman acted stiffly, and he looked up, seeing Brando's gaze casually in this direction. He felt a numbness in his scalp for a moment: "Impossible, this is a coincidence!"

"Look down, Ronault, don't be caught by him!" Elman called in a low voice.

What he didn't know was that at this time a Fengjing spider was passing behind him silently.

Brando looked back and saw the wind spider behind the three Cruz nobles. When the wind spider stopped there, his eyes stopped.

"He ... found ...!" Faina struggled in Elman's arms, her face pale.

"Don't ***, Faina!"

Brando tilted his head, half of his face turned into the soft gold against the light of the campfire—he just glanced deep into the forest, then he shook his head slightly, and slowly pulled out the sword of the earth with his backhand—black There was a golden light on the edge of the sword.

Seeing this, Viscount Elman finally realized something, and his face changed.

"Run!"

The panic of the children of the noble Cruz nobles, Brando just said nothing.

At this moment his left hand had been completely pulled out of the sword, the blade was erected, and the white whirlwind rolled up by the white crow sword immediately gathered on the sword of the earth.

He turned the sword of the earth and Harangia to his right hand, then clenched the hilt and pointed forward, and Brando's eyes reflected the cold light-the escaping three reflected in the cold eyelids Cruz's noble son.

Brando withdrew the sword, then waved it backhand.

One sword.

As fast as the thunder.

The white sword air emerged from the blade, with a sharp howling, the majestic white sword gas opened instantly from the blade of the earth's sword, as if a white wing was opened—

Wings forward.

The white cyclones expelled the air from both sides. The wind pressure swept half of the forest in an instant, and the trees fell forward layer by layer, letting out a cry that seemed to be awake from a giant distance and spread out from the night sky.

That's the night, the long wind of the wind.

that moment.

The adventurous parties, envoys, or mercenaries, and the druids, who gathered near and far in the forest, looked up subconsciously—

Veronica was discussing the next plans with her officers, but she could not help looking at the distant voice, and she immediately looked up from the map spread out in front of her.

The wizard in the silver robe put down the crystal ball in his hand and looked up.

Looking at that direction.

The long shout shook the entire forest. Against the background of the black night sky, a huge, spectacularly indescribable white tooth-shaped cyclone swept across the forests in the north.

It looks like the dorsal fin of an ancient giant shark, which has crossed half a forest.

Then gradually dissipated, smoke disappeared--

"White crow sword art! This is the little guy, what happened over there!" Suddenly Veronica's complexion changed and she turned back and sternly asked her officers: "Faina, Rono, and Al What about Man? "

Sitting on the side of Delphin's face also changed, and the daughter of the imperial prime minister lost his blood on his face.

"Delphine!" Veronica noticed the question at a glance: "Did they pass?"

The long-haired girl shook her head subconsciously, but she saw the head of the female regiment's grim eyes, and the movement of shaking her head was stiff-and then nodded strenuously.

Veronica's face sank, and she went to Delphin: "What do you know?"

Nod again.

‘Pop’, a loud slap.

The female commander took a deep breath and looked at the long-haired girl who was beaten down on the ground while covering her face and asked, "Why not tell me?"

Delphin covered her face, the blood in the corner of her mouth running down the palm of her hand to the white halo wrist, the **** blood beads dazzled as if they were agate in the snow. The girl bowed her head and said nothing.

"I'll tell you again later," Veronica snorted coldly, and now she was extremely worried that Brando would try to kill Elman, Faina, and Rono.

That was really out of control. Cruz might have to fight against Eruin because of this. Although she threatened Brando with the war, she also knew that the empire at the moment was not suitable to be involved in a war.

Especially the war with Eruin--

"The whole team," Veronica glanced coldly at the others, "follow me."

...

Brando did have a chance to kill Elman, Faina, and the dark-haired war alchemist boy.

Even when he shot, Ou Ting and the aristocratic female scholar did not respond at all, but when they saw the three young men on the other side of the forest who were running wildly, their faces suddenly changed.

Of course they knew who that was-Odin subconsciously wanted to stop Brando at the moment, but it was a bit late. But he saw the terrible sword air coming out of the blade of the young lord.

Cold hands and feet.

It's over.

Although Autin was an experienced general, he still had only one thought in his mind at the moment. He could not imagine what the consequences of Faina, Elman, and Ronald's slashing by Brando would be.

The war was all light.

Eruin will definitely bear Cruz's Wrath of Thunder.

At the same time, the three young people's minds were also the general idea. Faina simply sat on the ground in shock, even forgot to cry, but stared at the sword with wide eyes.

Elman's mind was blank, and he immediately dropped Faina, then pushed Ronault to try to keep the other side behind him. But as soon as he turned back, he hit a black pine.

The dark-haired boy was also smashed by a dog.

Then the white sword spirit almost swept past them.

A "brush" sounded, and the belt of Elman's sword, Lono's cloak, and Fayna's shawl fell to the ground in two at the same time.

The three young aristocrats were stunned at that moment. They were so scared that they didn't move for a long time.

The forest was split next to them by Brando, a path nearly ten feet wide, where the sword wind passed, no vegetation, and the thick trunk was divided directly into two halves.

Faina sat kneeling on the ground motionlessly. She waited for a while before she let go of her hands over her eyes, raised her head, and saw the Eruin hunk with a cold face came slowly.

Brando held up his sword and slid the blade across Elman, Rono, and her neck in turn. He didn't speak, but the cold breath on the blade stabbed everyone slightly.

"I won't have such good luck next time," Brando said. "The next time I let you see you, I'm afraid I won't be on your neck."

Elman didn't say a word to the dark-haired young alchemist, or was completely frightened.

The aristocratic Qianjin this time did not dare to refute at all, but just knelt on the ground and shivered.

Brando looked at them, of course he wasn't that crazy, trying to get Eruin into the war with Cruz. However, he knew that as long as he was not mad, this possibility was still very small. Now that Erou was worried internally and externally, Cruz Empire might not be smooth.

There are still several years of war and chaos.

But letting these guys run their knives behind their own is not in line with his personality. The best way to deal with these sister-in-laws is no more effective than scaring them.

Only the threat of life can make these guys fear from the bottom of their hearts.

But the real purpose of Brando's sword is not just that. In fact, instead of killing these three guys, he saved their lives.

He looked up and looked at the end of the passage swept away by the previous sword-

there.

A black wolf, almost the size of a carriage, stood there. If the giant beast looked as imposing as it was before, it was motionless.

Then it shook a bit, and the whole body was suddenly divided into two halves from the middle, and it turned into a pile of rotten meat dipped in blood and slid to the sides.

The stinky viscera faded, and the air suddenly filled with a pungent breath.

"The character killed the lord black wolf."

"Get 2300 experience points."

Brando immediately saw two lines of green text on his retina, but he was not surprised at all. The young lord put the long earth sword on his shoulder with one hand, and he turned to look at the other side of the dark mountain.

A distant wolverine sounded in the night sky--

And then more howling howls echoed from the forest near and far.

Red dots began to appear in the forest.

Brando looked in that direction for a while, as if confirming something, and finally turned back and raised his hands to the young people under his distance:

"coming--"

Ready to fight.

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