Vol 3 Chapter 288

Act 288 The first of the three swords

Chaige hung his way through the wreckage of the window, and with him seven pairs of iron-bottomed riding boots stepped on a piece of glass **** and entered the hall. Eight people stood up together and pulled out their sabers at the same time-there was a mess in the hall, and the corpse was falling into a river. The cultists were all in sight, but the guards around the big men had stabilized their positions. Among them, the princess and his party were particularly eye-catching. The young people around Count Yanbao were holding big swords, and they were all alone.

Chaige's gaze locked on him for the first time; he raised his only one eye, his face moved, and Chaige became famous among the mercenaries for a long time. Most of the other seven people are similar to him, no matter their origin or strength-the strength of the golden rank is enough to move where they are; everyone nodded silently, and now that they have come here, all they have in their hearts is One possibility of success.

There is no way back.

Eight high-ranking fighters took a step forward, and an invisible aura came towards them. The guards around the Grand Duke were all suffocated, and stopped to look at each other and wonder how it was good. Although no one in the presence of any real figure in the field enters the gold field, the number of masters is not less than 20, but the existence of the golden stage is mostly a one-sided person. The Grand Duke ruled a vast territory, and the gold-level fighters under their hands rarely got together; at this time Griffin seemed to notice something, and she turned back-Grand Duke Sifaher smiled, he The guards of his men had long ceased fighting; Archduke Enrique looked indifferent, and there was no look in his indifferent eyes. He habitually pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, as if only air was left in front of his eyes.

The other nobles were already scared, and the Marquis of Balta in the Sword Fortress was a little nervous. When he looked at the beautiful half-elf girl, he couldn't help lowering his head. Griffith suddenly knew in her heart that Viero, Karasu, Earl Grey Mountain, and Earl Vitokin did not appear at the venue one by one. Their attitude was already obvious. She clenched her teeth and lowered her eyelids. Eyelids moved.

When he raised his head again, Griffin gave a cold glance at the only two priests in the temple-the head of the temple did not appear at all, and the two priests could not bear any responsibility.

At this time, Chaige frowned, and couldn't waste time-his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty and cruel light, pointing at Leuzi, "The old guy is a court master, can't let him prepare to complete." Nodded, and at the same time bent over to launch a siege to the Wang Dang party. At this time, the surrounding nobles finally realized that the target of these wicked and evil spirits was His Royal Highness. At this moment, they no longer care about the majesty of the royal family. I'm afraid to avoid it.

The flower of the royal family is no longer dazzling at this moment. The final color on the Eruin flag was gradually wiped out.

Eight famous masters put on the offensive posture at the same time, the momentum on the field changed, so that everyone could not help but change his face-

But Her Royal Highness didn't speak, she said nothing, watched this scene coldly, and never stepped back; the kind of unyielding power born in her bones seemed to erupt at this moment, forming a standing banner. Even Brando felt the potential power behind him, and he gave a slight sigh, this is the faith in the shining banner. When was the country named Eruin and his nobles, how often This step has come again.

It is also impossible to turn back.

Brando raised his sword.

"Haha, a genius!" Chaige's eyes lighted up before he realized that Brando had touched the wall of elements; geniuses were proud, and Chaige's biggest hobby was to stifle this pride. He laughed cruelly. Although Brando is very strong, he is still weaker than him; not to mention that he firmly believes that with his own combat experience, these gimmicks are not comparable.

Geniuses also need time to develop, but they often do not have this time because they are too young.

Chaige licked his lips as if he had tasted the long-awaited victory and the sweet taste of blood. It was like **** wine flowing into the long-dried throat, and the refreshing taste was enough to make every pore tremble with excitement. Each of Chage's swords was perfect. Because of this, he could enjoy the battle heartily.

It was a stunning sword. Even the most discerning swordsman could not pick out the slightest fault from it.

Princess Griffin changed her face when she saw the sword; she was a famous swordsman in the royal family, but she really understood her naivety after seeing the sword that was killed on the battlefield. She may have a good sword skill, but Only now do I understand why my swordsman instructor told himself that he might have to go through one or two real battles to really stand out.

The reason is here.

Antelope hangs no trace.

Griffin moved her lips, but didn't remind them, because it represented her distrust of Brando. "Ah, be careful!" Count Yanbao whispered. Her Royal Highness glanced back and looked at the close friend of her ex-girlfriend with a faint glance. Suddenly she was sad, as a royal relative, she was destined not to be free at all.

This is the so-called royal responsibility.

Chaige's sword was almost in front of Brando's eyes, and the chilling mang at the tip of the sword carried an imminent icy death breath.

But Brando was expressionless and unmoved. He raised his sword and held it up with the most standard sword in textbooks. ‘So rigid—? 'When a metal strike struck the tympanic membranes of all people through the rapid air-piercing trembling, but the idea that first appeared in everyone's heart was everyone; everyone saw it clearly, the young man around Count Yanbao used What is the most superficial trick of Eruin's military swordsmanship--

Lifting the sword horizontally is the basis for every soldier's first life-saving. But it's just the foundation, it's like a poor instinct reaction, the worst response in everyone's eyes-even some people can't help but raise the weird idea that this sword is not worthy of Chaige. But it doesn't matter, as long as people who know a little about swordsmanship will understand that such a rigid response will at most only drive themselves to a dead end.

The sword of a master swordsman will never have only one sword.

Scary? There was a flash of alertness in Chaige's only one eye, and some people were called geniuses, then there must be reasons why he was so proud. Chaige never cares, because his blind eye is used to prove it. Brando unexpectedly looks like the sword move of a dog jumping off the wall has caused deep alarm in his heart. He felt a palpitation, Instinctively wanted to draw back the sword.

But late.

A sword appeared abruptly on his neck, and then penetrated through it. The dark blade ripped the flesh, and the scarlet liquid separated the air like a line, and then it turned into a mist of blood. The sword of the earth frustrated his cervical spine, allowing Chaiger's final vision to circle the hall for a week, and unwilling eyes revealed the last thought in his glorious life.

‘How can it be so fast! ? ’

There are two Brando in the hall.

Then disappeared one by one.

Only the young man and his sword held up, the blade's spine was flat and smooth, as dark as ink, and the edge of the blade was afterglow. The entire manor was dead, as if the world had stopped at this moment, giving people a ghost image, but all illusions finally came to nothingness, and the sound of soft breathing in the crowd passed like ripples.

The eagle Djal narrowed his eyes, and he will always remember such sword skills, cutting off his arms.

"what!"

"What sword art is that !?"

Brando withdrew his sword and turned his head, none of them dared to look at him. The inheritance of the moon, the head of the three swords, returned to the world thousands of years later, with just one glance, people will always remember its shining pride; there are seven people left, and one face is doomed to the fall of gold, such a scene is doomed It only happened in the terrible war that took place decades ago, and for hundreds of years, thousands of years, every breathtaking war, the breath of fierce killing seemed to point directly at people's hearts.

People's hearts were shaken.

The seven gold-tier warriors felt a coldness rising along the spine, and they didn't know how many years they hadn't experienced it; in their eyes, Brando turned into an ancient beast, and had coldly opened the snow white. Tooth, the battles accumulated over the years could have made them react. Seven people raised their swords, and seven people took a step forward. "Kill him!" There is no one else in the hall. They understand that life and death are intertwined. On the line.

Soldiers unite, and there is no longer a destined trajectory on the battlefield. Brando turned his head, the three went straight behind him, and on the other side, the encircling assassins formed a concentric circle on the field. Brando could no longer capture the figure behind him, and for some reason Dilferi couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly—that was a bandit who was threatening her, "Be careful behind her!" Closely linked, Count Yanbao finally couldn't help reminding.

But the assassins may have forgotten that Brando was never alone.

The light gate has been opened.

Snow-white slender hands grabbed his blade, and the magic sword screamed as if entangled in metal. In the eyes of Morpheus, the glorious glory was flashing, "Your opponent is down, and Hugh is rude to the master." Only in front of Brando, the **** pseudo-mother showed meekness, and his madness The wild is like running blood.

The assassin's complexion changed, and he found that his sword turned into a pile of waste iron and iron shavings on the opponent's white and weak hands.

What a power ...

On the other side, the vampire princess never said a word. As soon as she appeared, the blood was drawn as a sword. The bright red liquid flowing across the field and flowing into the river seemed to have been given a new life. The girl looked coldly and raised her hand, like a blood-colored rainbow and a splash of blood. Pulling up from the ground, a scimitar was formed on her hand, one left and one right, wings spread out in the blood pool, a dragon groan, and two **** dragons pulled out of the behemoth's body from the blood.

They raised their heads and stared coldly at the poor worms under their feet—the three assassins.

Brando bounced the sword stabbed face-to-face, and when he looked back at it in his spare time, he suddenly felt a little pity for the assassin who confronted Andrea. Andrieg is best at blood spells. These poor worms have killed a bloodstream here, making the hall almost her home. Now it is almost the heyday of her power. Brando asked himself if he was not necessarily right. Well, let alone these moments-as the so-called iniquity is unforgivable, self-iniquity cannot live.

But he still shouted back, "What are you still doing! Do you really think I can count on one enemy?"

"Ah?" Only then did the female knights Nia of Overwell, Macaro, and Dilferi react. It was Brando's performance that was so shocking that they forgot about it for a while. Fight on the battlefield. With the addition of five golden ranks and the terrible strength of Brando himself, the situation on the court has finally changed.

Modefis first solved his opponent. His opponent was a powerful swordsman. Unfortunately, human beings were born too far away from blood, not to mention that the speed of the vampire pseudo-mother was enough to make him die 10,000 times. . After finding out the opponent's offensive path, Morpheus directly inserted it. A swordman penetrated the opponent's heart.

Then Brando retired from the battle. The reason why Brando wanted to see the opponent ’s path from the opponent ’s swordsmanship was unfortunately unsuccessful. In desperation, he made the wind out of the air and landed cleanly. Killed.

But the easiest of the three was to count the vampire princess. Andreig himself didn't even do it at all. Dozens of people-including the blood dragons of dozens of silver peak masters-gathered the two blood dragons directly. The assassin was desperately suppressed. After she lost a few negative black magic, the two assassins ended with hatred.

Among the remaining three, Sir Wolf was the fastest to end the battle. I have to say that Overwell is a real swordsman. Although his opponent is weak, he has no flaws in swordsmanship and he also understands him. The origin of the title of the lone wolf-fast, accurate, and fierce, and he can travel thousands of miles with one blow, without hesitation-he used a bayonet, and his opponent almost died of excessive blood loss.

After Overwell ended the battle, the battle between the horsewoman Nia and Makaro also came to an end. What Brando expected was that the ** knight was like a Templar like him and had a knighty skill. Incomparable; she wore heavy armor, and the aura of sacred conflict opened, and the assassin could n’t be close at all, and the two were at war with each other—and when Medfis joined the battle, the assassin naturally could only admit it . At a glance, Brando understood why the Yanbao family chose her to be Dilferi's personal guard, which was a living meat shield.

The weakest of the few is undoubtedly Makaro. Makaro is also proud of the Eruin nobles, but after all, he is a counsellor, not good at fighting, but almost killed the other party. But at this time Brando had freed his hand to hold the opponent's offensive with a sword; the assassin's face changed, only to find that his companion had all hated him. He was shocked in his heart, but the reaction was fast, and he no longer hesitated to pull out. Back.

It was at this time that LeWoods finally shot, and he shouted, "Give me!"

I saw a ripple in the air, and the assassin was nailed in midair. At this moment, the shaman's terrible advantage in facing the warriors is displayed, only one order lower, but the ready-to-do ** division can decide your life and death as soon as it is released. In the meantime, it is completely different from the war between the warriors and the war. The wizard's duel doesn't have a hint of firework, but often the winner and the loser are instantly distinguished.

Brando wasn't the first time to cooperate with a wizard. He didn't hesitate. He jumped a volley in the air and pierced the opponent's heart.

Brando landed, got up, looked back, and looked at Unreach not far away.

Archduke Enrique froze slightly, and opened his narrowed eyes slightly—a gleam of cold light appeared in his eyes.

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