Vol 6 Chapter 459

Rollinte froze.

The people around him also held their breath completely.

The sword he saw, as if it were no longer a sword, it reflected his family, his ideals, the great country he saw in his dreams.

In a mess of thoughts, he firmly held the hilt of the sword.

At that moment, he suddenly trembled, widened his eyes, and suddenly raised his head: "Master, this sword ..."

Brando nodded to him.

At that moment, Rawlint seemed to hesitate, and his face seemed to be full of a sacred and solemn color.

Three dragon knights had already rushed in, and the latter had stepped in front of Brando. The Dragon Knights did not recognize Rollinte, but even if they did, the opponents were holding weapons.

It was a long sword that looked very ordinary.

The three pointed the halberd at the same time, but the latter only sealed their way with a sword, and did not defend the counterattack. The dragon knights were taken aback, thinking that this guy was really crazy, and it was clear that the halberd in their hands had an advantage in this desperate tactic.

But the next moment, they stabbed empty.

The figure of Rollint is still in place, the halberd has penetrated through the body, but there is no feeling of stabbing the entity. Virtual shadow? The Dragon Knights had not expected to be able to teach such a high level of swordplay in an unknown opponent, but suddenly one of them had screamed out loud.

There was a terrible mouth on the dragon knight's chest, blood spewed out, and in his terrified and unbelievable eyes, the sword in the hands of Rollint's phantom was piercing his heart.

this is

"Nine months after the wind."

Montolo was almost frightened. Ever since Count Tonigel was famous all over the world, his swordsmanship has gradually become known, and one of the most legendary swordsmanships. There is no such thing as the legend of the wind elf star who has been lost for a long time.

After the wind, Jiuyao.

Rawlint's phantom really divided into three. Although his sword skill is not as smart and talented as Phoenix, he is not as understanding and calm as Phoenix. But the style is extremely strong, just like a gust of wind. Only offense.

This style combined with Jiuyi after the upper hand actually showed unexpected fighting power. Although the Dragon Knight was powerful, after the unexpected loss of one person, the remaining two were not such legendary sword opponents, let alone Luo. The unusually ordinary steel sword in Linte's hand was like a magic weapon that cut iron and mud, but only a few swords fought, and the long halberd in the hands of the two became a short halberd.

One more moment. Rawlint wounded the two men cleanly to the ground with a wound on the abdomen and thighs.

"Rollin, your swordsmanship ..." Little Montolo shouted in disbelief: "Oh my God, what have you been going through these months?"

Rollint himself woke up like a dream, he was so **** that he couldn't help himself:

"Master, this sword?"

"It's called conviction," Brando replied. "In the face of true conviction, this world is indestructible."

Rollint lowered his head thoughtfully.

Brando didn't look at the Dragon Knight surrounded by other directions. He said to Montolo, "Klin, why did you come to Tonigel?"

"Of course for Lord Earl, and for Erew!"

Little Montolo answered without thinking.

Brando nodded. Draw another sword, the sword in his hand, too, sharp. He gave the sword to the little boy and said:

"This is your Eruin, fight for it."

"but."

Little Montolo looked at the direction of the square. Although he was confused by everything that happened here today, he hesitated.

Brando turned and turned his back to the dragon knights, facing Montolo.

He said solemnly to the little boy, "I appreciate your loyalty and trust, Kline. But fight for yourself. The knight should be loyal to his own ideals."

Little Montolo eyes widened.

He looked almost unbelievably at the young man in front of him. At that moment, he finally remembered why he felt familiar with the wizard.

Because of his portrait. His statue is in every corner of Firburg.

"you……"

Brando smiled slightly.

"Be careful!" Little Montolo suddenly saw the dragon knights attacking behind Brando, subconsciously took the long sword, and blocked it with a sword.

But at that moment.

It seems that the world of a real square is dimmed at this moment. In the darkness, the only thing people can see is a straight silver line extending forward, dividing the whole world in two.

When little Montolo recovered, his enemies had fallen to the ground, all wounds were in the throat.

"this is……"

"Flash sword."

The young man finally reacted, and he screamed, "Damn, why did you flash the sword !?"

"There are many people in this world who have such skills and knowledge," Brando turned back, looked up and calmly looked at him: "It's not just the Bugatti who is proud, although The pride of heaven, but what you have done has tarnished such glory. "

This sentence finally made the young man feel the chill that penetrated the bone marrow.

He looked back and snarled at Sir Rosburn: "Who is he, and why did he know all this?"

But the young man suddenly shut his mouth, because he saw that the original arrogant all things return to the believer, Sir Rosburn turned pale and fought straight up and down the gums.

He finally understood why he didn't get a response from the other party before.

"Damn, are you so scared, he's just a mere mortal," the young man couldn't help angrily, and he turned back a little with hate, staring coldly at Brando: "I admit that you pull Back to a plate, humans, but this is where your ignorance is. You know who we are and dare to show up. I admire your courage. I will let you see why the Bugatians are called silver wizards. ! "

"Kill him!" The young man growled.

Suddenly, seven or eight shamans in gray robes rose from the buildings around the square. But looking at these colleagues, the young man was not happy at all. He did not intend to use these reserve forces, which meant that their deceptive methods were completely declared invalid.

But the effect of killing the Earl is the same, but it will be a little embarrassing.

When Montoro saw these wizards, he couldn't help screaming: "Master Gray! Hurry up, Earl, they are the elite wizards of the Sazard!"

But beside him, Rawlint could not help but grin, he had seen the instructors of these seven or eight gray mage. That person is now being held in a tree prison in the Druid of the Trade Wind Circle, and the whole person is almost half crazy.

Brando looked at the young man calmly, as if he did not see the threat from the sky, he opened his mouth and replied word by word:

"That's exactly what I want to say to you, Sazard, the account between you and me, and it's only just now starting to count."

"Arrogance!"

The young man thought the guy was unreasonable. He took off the mask on his face and fell to the ground. Although his appearance had changed like Brando's with illusions, one could see that his eye had a silver iris.

That is the most prominent feature of the people of silver, and even the spells cannot be masked, like their blood.

There was an exclamation in the square.

It was at this time that the gray mages finally launched an attack.

The curses were intertwined over the square, silver lightning flashed, and there was a scream in the square, and people panicked again.

However, Brando only glanced at the scene lightly.

He backhand inserted Harangya, the earth's sword, into the ground of the square, and another long sword appeared in his hand. When the young man saw the sword, he felt his whole hair explode.

It was a sword that was no longer than three feet long, and the blade was narrowed into a thin blade, whose surface looked like a light blue light. Its gauntlets are an ice sculpture of a fairy who is spreading wings and spreading wings, enveloping the grip of the holy sword in reverse.

The counterweight of the sword is a gem called Froststorm.

Young people have only heard the name of this sword in legend.

It is the soul of the shallow sea, the blue sacred sword, and the frost singer Xin Na. He once asked his mentor what the name of the sword meant, but the white-haired old man looked at him with an idiot's look and told him:

"When you face this sword, you understand the meaning of her name."

Young people think they are an idiot at this moment.

He looked up and screamed sternly at his colleagues in the air: "Hurry away!"

But it was too late, Brando waved upwards with the holy sword, and snowflakes were falling in the sky above Firburgh Fortress. When the sword pointed at the sky, the snowstorm suddenly rolled up, and even the snow on the ground was rising. , Actually formed an inverted glacier.

And the ice and snow in the sky seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and the north wind screamed, like the melodious singing of the legendary Ice Queen.

When the blue light swept across the sky, the gray wizards had not even reacted, they found that the line of the law they were controlling had also frozen, and the magic shield of light had frozen into a powder of physical existence in the extreme cold. Falling down one after another.

There was still a last-minute surprise on their faces, and then the whole person burst apart and turned into countless dry powders of ice and snow, scattered all over the place.

Brando lowered his sword.

The snowstorm stopped in an instant.

Dark clouds pounced in the sky, and a beam of sunlight was falling obliquely above the square.

At that moment, the whole square was silent, and everyone, including Rollint and Montello, looked at this scene dullly.

…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net