Vol 6 Chapter 124

Brando didn't send a sword again. After the Blade of Flame blocked the sword of Boban, he held the Phantom of the Frost Winger Xin Na and quickly connected with the Cruz sword. He passed word to Cruz and Eruin folk. These swordsmanships are familiar. Although each of these swordsmanships is not surprising, it is more concise and lively after the precipitation of history. It is a real swordsmanship.

With his understanding of swordsmanship, plus the footnotes of Jiuyi after the wind, it is enough to turn decay into magic. Seven times in a row, the fast sword forced Boban to give up and continue to use the striker to attack, because there was a flaming blade next to him, and at this time, Boban knew that he had lost his last chance.

Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang fights for seven times in succession, and each time the position where the two swords intersect extends seven or eight steps parallel to the direction of Boban's retreat.

By this time, Phoenix Fire could not see the subtlety of swordsmanship.

She only felt that Mr. Brando's swordsmanship was just right.

Because it is just right

Boban's heart was getting more and more delighted, looking at Brando's blades with a different radiance in his eyes. Of course, he could recognize this is the fast sword technique in the Azeruta area, the short sword fighting sword technique that the locals use to duel. Door.

Only those who are familiar with these two countries, and only those who really understand the sword, can use this unsophisticated sword art to such a state. It is not as tall as the flash sword and the nine queens after the wind, but it is used here. Will be just right.

No need to use other more gorgeous things.

Swordplay is the art of fighting. There is no extra burden on real fighting.

He retreated to the limit, and the fast sword skill in Phantom's hands will also reach the limit. This is the limit of manpower, but there are still some things in the world that cannot be speculated by manpower, that is, after the wind.

A miracle witnessed by the magic moon.

A sword technique based on magic.

At the end of fast swordsmanship. Boban saw a bright golden line flashing in the darkness, it was a long and narrow blade, it was so bright. It seems to be more glorious than his life.

He was intoxicated, as if seeing all the truth in this world. Had it not been for the veteran will of an old soldier to wake up at the last minute and call out that name.

This sword is not just a blood light drawn on his shoulder, but to pass through it.

Because that's the flash sword.

Furious pursuit of offensive swordsmanship, its blade is like the fire of Ebara, screaming to break free from all the ravages in this world, to go for blood and victory.

a long time.

Brando only opened his eyes again, and the eyeballs wrapped under his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had just recovered from the dreams of the previous war.

His eyes met Phoenix, and the little girl saluted him respectfully. It is not because of the numerous etiquettes of the Jiufeng Royal Family, but the respect of those who express it.

He looked at the dark clouds of the other party, with a slight enlightenment in his heart. Not everyone in this world had the honor to witness the extreme sword.

Phoenix Fire can be said to be lucky. This battle will bring her a lot of things, but the luck of the other party is not that she has witnessed the unreserved confrontation between the two extreme masters, but that she has enough talent to understand all this. It may take some time though.

However, for those knights, guards, and Lord Rosalin who also witnessed this battle, the battle was wonderful. But otherwise it is meaningless.

This is undoubtedly a pity.

These people may never understand what they have missed in their lives.

And he was just as lucky.

When he saw Huang Huo's eyes just now, when he revisited the battle, he found that there was something more in his heart. For swordplay, something seemed to fade to him all the way. The desire for victory is no longer what he had calculated in his heart.

It became a simple pursuit and longing. Suddenly, Brando found that his combat talent had gradually evolved from innate to innate, becoming a pure and more intuitive thing.

That kind of thing is not to calculate the gains and losses of one sword, but to know that you want to win, how to win, you cannot quantify, you cannot use words to describe, it is the understanding in your heart.

If at this moment let him replay the previous battle again, when Boban pressed him with a mirror to stop the water. Now his first choice may be to go straight to the sword, instead of carefully putting away his own line of rules.

The former is intuitive. The latter is experience.

He relied so much on his own experience that it was his most precious asset. Whether it ’s your own understanding of swordplay, your understanding of battle, or your understanding of past history, of everything in the Amber Sword game

Both were his greatest reliance and proud pride.

He used to be afraid of what to do if he had lost all of this, or that it no longer worked.

Now he has the answer.

When Brando opened his eyes, he seemed to see a smooth road in front of him. The inspiration for him in this battle with Blanc was almost inferior only to the harvest of his first grandfather in a dream.

The former gave him the answer to Brando's life, and the latter gave him the answer to the future.

Only victory

But he didn't have much surprise or even surprise in his mind, because he knew that his battle with the deputy marshal did not result in all of this, it should be said that it was just an inducement.

Since he left the Elemental Barrier, or since he fought against the Silver Queen and the many empire masters of the empire, constant fighting and increasing knowledge have finally made him surpass his past self at this moment.

Maybe there is still a lack of strength.

But he understood that it was just an illusion formed by the power of a slate. One day when he perfected his body again, he would get more than that power.

When he wants to understand this.

Suddenly he felt the holy sword Odysseus trembled, as if echoing the feelings in his heart, and then in his surprised eyes, he felt a golden flame spreading like a flame in his mind. Lines, then lines of text appear on them.

Brando suddenly understood.

That is Sword Art.

Complete, the heritage of Gilt the Fire King.

Shown in his eyes.

...

Instaron and Targus stood silently in a messy street, and Lord Rosalin's lord became unconscious after being unconscious and had no effect on the two of them.

After the Cavaliers witnessed the battle between Boban and Brando, even if they replaced their brains with their knees to think about the problem, they could not continue to attack the latter. Therefore, although the street is noisy, the main chaos revolves around Lord Rosalin, and Brando is followed by the captain of the guard. With the gaze of the two, the others behaved in an orderly manner.

The guy who just scolded him for a long time didn't know where he had gone. If he wanted to come, he might have to take off the knight's skin and never dare to return to this place.

Although Instaron thinks that Lord Count Tonigerd may not have such a small family and would care about such a guy, but he also understands the other party's ideas. After all, he dares to use his own life as a gambler in this world. It's rare.

But among those who are truly desperate, he feels that he should be regarded as the best among them. He not only dared to joke about his ‘existence’ for the undead, life was meaningless, only existence had value, and even dared to joke the head of the supreme master of the empire.

If he fails, it's not just him who loses his head, the family of his close friend Targus will be uprooted, and even the dark country he likes will not be able to recover.

But there are always some lunatics in this world, he is, Targus is, and he believes that the emperor is also the same.

He could see the deepest madness from her magnificent eyes. She came to this world with a mercury staff not to save Madara, but to satisfy the uncontrollable rule in her heart * *.

He believes that the favor of the mercury staff stems from a similar madness.

"Because we are a dull and monotonous existence, we know this very well. Although we try hard to avoid seeing it ourselves, sometimes we have to admit that because time and life have no meaning to us, Except for the few guys who are nesting in Walmin who take hundreds of years of boring experiments as fun, most of us are crazy and tend to self-destruct ... "

"It's just that this kind of destruction is special and hidden and difficult to find. We started the war not to compete for resources for survival, but to prove the existence of the empire."

"Because existence is too heavy for us ..."

Instaron murmured to himself, retelling a phrase spoken by the great Lich Ocasseau hundreds of years ago. He looked back at his partner and asked:

"I was wondering whether the two of us had such a subconscious mind in making this plan?"

Targus shook his head. He is a serious person. Life is as strict and regular as a clockwork clock. There are no meaningful or meaningless disputes: Counting, you are only twenty-five years old, and I am two hundred and fifty years old, in the new generation of vampires. For us, this feeling is inevitably a little sad, but it is not because we feel it. "

... (to be continued)