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Chapter 53 Zhao Kuang

"Okay, the gossip is over here, it's time to rush into the muscles and bones." Agrea came back to his senses from the past.

And in the eyes of the sword god, there was already a sign of solemnity.

A light spread from the free sword tip until the night was completely overturned, like a light in the lighthouse on the sea of ​​darkness grew into a bright day, and the light was so dazzling that it was hard to open its eyes.

Then, that daylight moves!

"Zhao Kuang!" The sword god waved a sword and killed Agrea in front of him.

It shines on the brightness of the vastness, no matter how dark it is, no matter how far it is, like a god riding on the light, everything is dark.

The terrifying power contained in the move of the Sword God actually made Agrea's mind stagnate.

Fortunately, she came to her senses in time, gathered her fingers, and a "finger-to-finger" came out with the flow.

The blue and blue Tengsnake collided with the dazzling sun. At that moment, the overflowing light shone so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

Many soldiers who were still fighting on both sides were illuminated by the strong light that could only cover their faces with their hands.

Looking at the sky again, the Tengshe wanted to swallow the sun, and the sun wanted to penetrate the Tengshe's body.

When the two fronts intersect, the heaven and earth shake.

The mountains under Chuanye Castle were trembling.

People seem to be witnessing two gods from heaven fighting.

This head-on confrontation ended with Agrea being shaken several feet away.

Agrea covered his mouth and coughed violently.

And the Sword God's face also turned pale.

"Old guy, that's OK." Agrea gasped for a few breaths, his chest undulating violently, "I didn't expect you to have reached this level."

Compared to Agrea, who was grinning, the aura of the Bing Sword God is much more stable.

He looked at the trembling Xiaoyao in his palm and frowned.

"I didn't expect that there was someone in this world who could catch my full force." The sword god said lightly.

"I borrow a pot of wine to the sky, and I can use the moon to eliminate the everlasting sorrow.

Looking at the stunning geeks in the world from afar, I can only stop drunk when I fly across the river."

For no reason, Agrea started to recite this poem.

"Hmm?" The sword god looked over with some confusion.

"This is what your disciple... muttered endlessly before he died." Agrea had somehow wanted to tell this matter.

"I am a rough man, and I don't know much about swords and wine in my life." said the sword god, "But since you say this was written by my stupid disciple, isn't the woman in the poem you are?"

Agrea did not deny that, in fact, she sucked away all Perriel's memories, so naturally she knew better than anyone who the poem depicts.

At this time, a small skeleton stared at the sky and the woman under the night, as if she had heard this poem, as if something had penetrated his mind in an instant. This was the only poem he wrote in his life, but he couldn't remember it. He racked his brains to remember it. Obviously, some clues were about to emerge from the thin cracks between the mountains, but these peaks were finally overwhelmed.

That moonlit night back then, he had a big quarrel with her and parted in disagreement.

Involved in the two most powerful families of the empire, the two had too many helpless things.

He sat alone on the Nianhuai Tower, cup after cup to get himself drunk. Looking at her on the Funing River, he didn't know how to say goodbye. Looking at her, she was also drinking to the sky, and his heart was hurt, so he wrote this poem.

Therefore, it was not unreasonable for Agrea to read this poem. She was telling the sword god Bu that wherever he felt, how could he be right or wrong?

No one can stop her and judge her affairs.

"Okay, although I don't understand what you want to say, I apologize for my previous statement. No one can interfere in the affairs between you. No one should interfere." After saying that, Bu Jian God sighed.

"I said so before, I really wanted to anger you and force you to take action with all my strength. Now it seems that this idea is really naive." Agrea curled his lips and said, "We shouldn't have added so much unnecessary hatred to this duel."

"Since there must be one between you and me today who will die here, then I don't want our duel to start because of him. I believe that he, who is in the Nine Springs, will not want to see us like this." After Agrea said that, he looked at the Bing Sword God.

The sword god was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It's true."

"Forget it, let go of what should be put down." The sword god picked up the "Xiaoyao" in his hand, and with the reflection of the stars in the sky, he bounced the sword body.

The Xiaoyao Sword "buzzed" between heaven and earth like a resonance, just like his proud disciple Perel said goodbye like a master.

The little skeleton on the city wall looked at the old man under the night sky, and couldn't help but look painful and self-blame. When he looked at his master Agrea, his eyes were complicated and his heart was mixed. It seemed that something was choked in his throat, making him unable to breathe, but where did a skeleton need to breathe?

Lan Wen, not far away from him, seemed to notice his strangeness.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Lan Ling walked over and shook the body of a small skeleton.

But the little skeleton still stared at the sky without saying anything.

Under his thick wooden mask, it is hard to tell the difference between joy and anger.

Although Lan Yin knew that the mask was just like a skeleton, she really wanted to see what the little skeleton looked like.

"Did you remember something?" Lan Ling couldn't help asking.

In fact, she is as delicate as Lan Wen, and it is impossible for her to notice that the identity of the little skeleton is a trick. Moreover, when she was in Fengkran, Agrea would hide him from time to time, which further means that this guy's identity is very problematic. According to Lan Wen's judgment of Agrea, this little skeleton must be some important person for her, otherwise she would not have been with such a "retreat bottle" by her side.

The little skeleton shook his head, "I only remember how I met my master, and I can't remember anything else."

After Agrea and Bryant made the story open, the two focused on their efforts and fought hard.

The blue wind and the silver-shining freezing are like being able to sense each other's intentions. Every move and move must show the strongest and most perfect self.

In addition, both of their sword moves have reached the level of transformation, so they look particularly good when fighting.

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Just as everyone was focusing on the fierce battle between Agrea and Bu Jian God, a ghostly figure sneaked onto the wall of Yebao.

Two daggers with black flames hid themselves well in the night.

"Be careful!!!" After Alvin exclaimed, a split air arrived and blocked the two daggers outside the light shield.

Half a moment later, the dagger was about to cut Onian's throat.

"Hey! The reaction is very fast." Apart from the light shield, a man in black light leather smiled at Alvin with a faint smile, "It's really interesting that someone can block my Luo Qiya's sneak attack."

After the man said that, his figure disappeared into a black fog.

The man's evil smile just now made Alvin sweat behind him. Because half of the man's face was expressionless, while the other half showed a gloomy smile. Whoever looked so terrified that he would feel creepy when he saw it.

"Why are you stunned?" Alvin turned around and glared at the terrified Onian.

Onian was so scolded that he couldn't speak, so he had to turn his face silently and let the angry man in front of him hold his wrist firmly.

Lan Yin wanted to look at her, but Alvin also stared at her.

Then he shouted at Lan Ling and Theresia: "It's all a little closer to me, that person should be still nearby."

The two girls were yelled like this and dared not be presumptuous, so they both leaned over.

Just now, when everyone was paying attention to the "God-Man Battle" under the night sky, Alvin was already watching the movements around him. He knew that with Sanifensa's methods, he would definitely focus on "care for" these women with terrifying magical powers around him on the battlefield. So he was more careful.

Obviously, this assassin-like martial arts named Luo Qiya cannot be underestimated. Even Ann can't even notice his aura at all. This alone is truly top-notch.

Due to the existence of Onian, Lanwen and others, the siege of Tillyer's side has been temporarily suspended, and it depends on whether the Bujian God can successfully suppress the opponent. Therefore, the dead soldiers led by Kevin on the city wall began to fall into a lonely battle. If Onian and others join at this time, the chaos on the city wall will definitely be quelled soon.

But with this assassin coming to disrupt the situation, the battle on the city wall became increasingly anxious.

It is said that Kevin, the fool, has an amazing combat power. Even if Xia Ye came to help, he and Shiba and Bai Kang joined forces to attack Kevin, but they did not gain the upper hand.

As long as Kevin is still fighting to the death, the vanguard dead soldiers beside him will not lose their morale and break through the siege of the defenders again and again.

This world-class general who is good at positional warfare is definitely not a false reputation.

Fortunately, with Langyun's air support, the scene did not appear embarrassed. After confiscating the other party's airboats, Langyun began to lead a group of magicians to carry out magic bombing of the Tirell Pioneer Death Warriors on the city wall.

Alvin frowned and glanced at the battle situation on the city wall, without saying a word. He knew that he could not act rashly at this time. He had to be the exception of the weird-looking assassin to let Onian and the others go to fight.

In fact, the three girls were surprised by Alvin's keen reaction, and they sighed that this guy was too nervous about Tilly's plot, and even reached the level of nerve sensitivity.

"You should take it easy. As a battlefield commander, your nerves are so tense, which is not conducive to your on-the-spot judgment." Lan Yin reminded him at Alvin.

"Shh!" Alvin silenced, "I found him!"

Then he went upstairs and fought with the sneaking assassin.

Lan Yin looked at Alvin's eyes that were wide open due to excitement, and shook her head helplessly. She knew that Alvin didn't hear what she said.

"You have to take care of him. His anxious appearance is very dangerous now." Lan Yin said as he looked at Onian beside him.

Onian surprisingly did not argue with Lanwen this time, in fact, she also agreed with the other party's views.

"Isn't this guy always calm? Why has he become less like him in recent days?" Theresia said in confusion.
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