Vol 3 Chapter 362

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
At the same time Brando solved the first **** three-headed dog, at this moment the second **** three-headed dog will arrive. The former cleanly killed his similar blow, which obviously frightened him. Although the **** three-headed dog is not very intelligent, it's better to be smarter than the little devil. When he sees Brando holding the **** sword forward, he frightens back.

But unfortunately, Brando did not give it the opportunity to jump forward with a high sword and cut it to his forehead. This sword Brando has already launched the charge ability, and the **** three-headed dog has no room to escape. . Coupled with the fact that it had already retreated, it was not appropriate to return at this time. It was impossible to advance and retreat. It was hit by Brando with a sword in the forehead.

With a sound of 'Wa La', Brando, with a powerful sword, slammed the **** three-headed dog half to the ground fiercely. The terrible power of the golden peak element manifestation instantly Shattered its body completely, only to explode into a piece of ground meat and bones.

A **** three-headed dog died like this alive, and when Brando landed, he took a heavy breath. Although his golden pinnacle can be said to be a stable **** three-headed dog, but the monster is a monster after all, not to mention it is not easy to deal with this thing under the condition of uselessness and saving energy as much as possible.

You can only take advantage of experience.

He looked back, and at this moment Nicholas and the Templars of the Temple of Fire also killed each of the three hell-headed dogs. The number of hell-headed dogs was not large. But this does not mean that their pressure has been relieved. The remaining knights don't say that it will be a bit difficult to deal with the Hell Hounds.

In fact, they were already struggling to be surrounded by the little devil. As soon as hellhounds joined, the Knights of Lantonilan immediately suffered heavy casualties.

Four or five knights have been caught by the invading hellhounds and dragged down the war horses. The others were too busy to take care of themselves, there was no room to save people. It is conceivable to wait for their end.

The rest of the knights almost had to gather together, surrounded by His Excellency Dilferi and Her Royal Highness. If it weren't for the old white lion Reid to take care of that side, it is estimated that they would be drowned by the little devil in a flash.

It is impossible to advance in this way.

Brando could not help frowning and raising his head, and the situation was a little bit beyond his expectations-how could the demon react so quickly? This is completely different from the monsters in Jordan that he remembered. He looked at the portal in the distance, and there were more than two hundred meters.

But these two hundred meters are already a sound of nature to them.

"Mr. Brando, we have to find a way to kill." Nicholas apparently noticed the same problem and couldn't help but say aloud.

Yes. But what should we do now? Brando looked around. Enemies were all around, a hustle and bustle shrieked each of them, and the eyes were fangs and claws. He felt that his heartbeat had never been so fast for a moment, and the blood flow was accelerated only to make his thinking clearer.

Fortunately, find a way out of despair.

He first considered Garlock, but then shook his head. Although as high-level as he is, the wizard can find a way to connect the rules of space. But space spells all require huge amounts of power to maintain, and Brandon would prefer to stay until the end.

"Master after the wind!"

"Huh?" St. Osor apparently realized his situation and responded immediately. Although she said that she would not care about him that day, she was still at ease when it came to a dangerous time-this was the second time.

"Are there any skills with displacement effects?"

"Skill? Displacement?"

Brando realized that he had leaked in anxiety, and quickly remedied: "I mean there are no swords that can let me go to the portal? I know how many swords have the effect similar to the knight charge ! "

"That's the swordplay of later generations," said Hou slightly after the wind, "I have never heard of such swordplay."

"Isn't it similar?"

"Nothing like that."

"Is there any similar spell that can do that?"

"Similar spells are all space spells. Don't think about the level with your unadjusted element." Saint Osor sighed.

God will die for me! Brando couldn't help but scream in secret. But suddenly he remembered something. Can't help shouting, "No, I remember, there is such a sword art!"

"Ok?"

"Gilt's Striker of the Fire King! Isn't it?"

"You're crazy," after the wind startled: "You won't want to learn that guy's swordplay, I'll tell you first, I won't know that swordplay!"

"I know." Brando's eyes fell on the Templars of the Fire Temple: "Someone will be fine." He couldn't help lowering his head: "But is it okay? I can learn Flash at the same time. Is it a sword? "

"I'm not that old stubborn," sighed after the wind. "But I want to remind you in advance that, in addition to my nine winds after the wind, Gilt's Striker and the mountains and rivers of Ellanda are inherited from the earth The Dragons, a giant of the mountains inherited from the people of gold, are all true ancient swordsmen. No one has ever learned all three swordsmanship at the same time. "

"Rest assured, I just want to learn some fur."

"Getting started is the hardest part," but the elf sister suddenly thought of the scene when Brando was studying nine days after the wind, and then she paused: "You don't want to learn now?" She asked a little incredibly Road.

"I want to use it now!"

Brando had no time to explain, he slashed the hellhound in front of himself. Holding Antinina leaning against the Templar knight of the Temple of Fire, shouted, "Mr. Stephen!"

The Templars didn't say much since they joined their team, but he didn't say anything when they were joking about the Temple of Char ’s Kaiyan, and overall, Brando's impression was good. Besides, the other party, as a Cruz, can fight for Elu at this time. Although there is an element to make up for the temple of inflammation, it is enough to admire.

Besides, Brando knew that the other party was different from him. This Templar is truly a man of faith and ideal.

So his tone was unconsciously polite-even if he didn't like Cruz.

The knight was also dealing with a hellhound and looked back at Brando for a moment. There was nothing bad about the young lord in his impression. At least Brando's behavior was enough to make him feel good. The point is that he did not participate in Williams' attack on the princess party together with Wood before, otherwise Captain Brando would have no idea what to do.

He couldn't help looking at the young man with curiosity and didn't speak, but his pale blue eyes had already expressed enough obvious meaning:

what's up?

"You have also seen that we are going to kill a way to the portal, but it seems very difficult now. Mr. Garlock must stay until the last sale, so I need your help." Brando had no time to be polite, Open the door directly to the mountain road.

The Templar nodded, meaning-please.

At this time more demons rushed up, Brando had to fight with the Templar and fight back. At the same time he asked loudly. Trying to suppress the screams of the **** little devil: "I remember any member of the Templar knights inside the Temple of Fire. Will they be given the most basic striker sword technique? Is that King of Fire Yan Gilt Swordsmanship. "

The Templar almost took a hand and was almost injured. But he stepped back and stared at Brando alertly.

"Don't get me wrong, I hope you can pass me this sword art."

Antinina originally held Brando's hand tightly and leaned against Brando, and she couldn't help but say ‘ah’. She certainly knew what that was. But Brando actually made this request to the other party at this time, and he should not misunderstand the other party.

At that moment, she couldn't help but stare at Brando strangely. If it wasn't her Lord Lord and in front of outsiders, she must be the first to ask what it meant.

But the Templar seemed unsurprising, and he pierced the little demon's heart with a sword. At the same time, take a step back and answer with a bland voice for the first time: "It seems that Lord Lord should also know the secret of Sky Striker, but you want to teleport to the portal with the Sky Striker?"

Brando nodded.

The knight just froze slightly, looking at him like a madman: "Master Lord. Have you ever thought that the flash sword is not so easy to learn. Besides, there is no time to relearn a sword art right now?"

Normally it is true.

Brando couldn't help but want to scratch his head. If he could, he would never act like a **** stick in front of normal people. But the problem is that it seems that he can't help it now. Compared to being a **** stick, he is better than being a cold body.

"It doesn't matter ... Mr. Stephen, this ... you know. I have been a talent in swordsmanship since I was a little boy. If you tell me the main points of the striker, even if you satisfy my last curiosity." Brando Can't help sighing.

This was a ridiculous word, but the Templar still believed it. He suddenly remembered the identity of Brando. The name of the grandson of Sword Saint Darus, Sword Saint Darus, was not only famous in the small kingdom of Eruin. At that time, as the marshal of the Alliance of Fire Temple, Cruz domestic Admirers of the Earth Swordmaster are also present.

But at that time, Cruz and Eruin's last honeymoon period, after which the relationship between the two countries became cold, and eventually the Earth Swordmaster also retired inexplicably. To ordinary people, this is just a changing state politics, but as a high-level figure in the temple, he knows some insider stories.

However, since it is the descendant of the earth sword sage, it is understandable to be curious about the flash sword. As a swordsman, he understood this feeling very well. In his opinion, Brando's request was indeed the last request.

Besides, he didn't believe in Brando's outstanding sword art. Perhaps it is not surprising that the descendants of the sword master of the earth possess certain talents in sword art. But to talk about learning to flash the sword, Stephen thinks this joke is not as funny as Brando's simply saying that he is the king of inflammation.

"So you agreed?" Brando asked after seeing the Templar hesitating.

In fact, Stephen didn't understand that Brando didn't even need him to talk to him about the main points. Just need him to say, I agree to teach you the Striker.

No way, he also thinks this thing is a BUG.

Templar Stephen finally nodded.

"Ok."

At that moment, Brando heard the prompt like a sound of nature.

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