Sara's instinct from years of fighting on the battlefield told him not to take the sword forcefully, so he rolled sideways to avoid it like a civet cat.
Tai'a instantly smashed thousands of small cracks on the hard floor, and they spread quickly like fine spider webs, making the Semitic man's pupils shrink and feel great fear.
The starting position of the ancient swordsmanship Shadow Slash is similar to the Cut Off in Beichen Yidao Style, but the difference is that this move has higher requirements on the user.
Use the force of the wrist to make the sword tip tremble and then slash it down quickly, trying to leave a visual afterimage in the iris of the human eye, as if the entire arc is being hit, not just the vertical line derived from the sword body.
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But it is also more unpredictable.
When the young man saw that the blow had missed, he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and quickly raised the sword. Everything that came into contact with the frosty white body of the ancient sword would be cut apart.
Sarah didn't react in time, and while hurriedly retreating, she raised the submachine gun made of cold-pressed steel with both hands to block it.
The natural outcome was gunfire and injuries.
Sarah's camouflage combat uniform was torn from top to bottom with a large gash of fifteen centimeters, and red blood slowly seeped out from it.
If he had just stepped back any slower, that majestic ancient sword would have completely cut open his upper body.
Breathing heavily, Sara seized the opportunity and retreated to the back of the team, leaning against the wall. The light in her golden eyes began to dim, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
This was the oppressive feeling that can only come from fighting against top masters. Even if it was just a few rounds, it had already consumed most of his energy.
In the long and narrow corridor, a man in black military uniform looked like a ghost. Every time he swung an ancient sword with astonishing power, blood would be splashed out, and one person would fall down heavily while wailing.
This place is almost becoming a Shura field.
A close-quarters street fight with the elites of Kassel Academy armed with cold weapons is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying thing.
Even mercenaries who have returned from the battlefield are no match for a hybrid that has been transformed by dragon blood.
"Obaye..."
Sarah, who had dark brown curly hair and a moustache, covered her body injuries and sang quickly.
At this moment, the eyes of almost all the mercenaries in the corridor turned a crazy and bloodthirsty red, with countless fine red threads filling the whites of their eyes.
"Yan Ling·The King's Attendant."
Sequence No. 28 of the Periodic Table of Word Spirits. The releaser selectively increases the hostility and aggression of living entities in the field and strengthens its functions, speeding up its blood flow, and even causing blood beads to ooze from the skin, making it unable to affect itself.
The boy nodded with interest, took a few steps back, and assumed a defensive posture with his sword.
The group of well-trained mercenaries turned around, and the psychological shadow of being killed by Li Longyuan one by one and retreating quickly disappeared.
In this state, they can be called fighting madmen.
"Da da da!"
The roar of submachine guns resounded through the dark and narrow corridor again. Regardless of the dangers of surrounding teammates and stray bullets, they held on to their Aks and started shooting.
Countless bullets roared out, and the young man lowered his body slightly and rushed forward quickly before the rain of bullets arrived.
The ancient sword brought out a large silvery sword light in the corridor, which was replaced by scarlet blood. The intensive gunfire gradually weakened because more and more mercenaries fell.
"Snapped!"
After a huge metallic trembling sound, a 7.62mm rifle bullet was shot away with a sword at close range.
The handsome boy in front of him turned his head, his golden eyes under the black hair glowed coldly, and a smile appeared on his blood-stained pale face.
Even though he lost a little of his mind due to the bonus of Yan Ling and the Attendant of the King, the mercenary couldn't help but shudder.
Just when he was about to grasp the trigger tightly and roar to continue shooting, he heard the ancient sword in the young man's hand scream, and cut with one strike.
"Ouch~"
The man roared like a trapped animal, and the three fingers holding the gun were cut off neatly. It was like a heart-wrenching pain that even the continuously secreted adrenaline could not suppress.
Li Longyuan flew up and kicked him directly in the chest. The powerful chest filled with muscles instantly sunk into a terrifying shape. The man was also kicked backwards, knocking down five or six people behind him.
The crowded battle circle was suddenly cleared, but the remaining mercenaries with red eyes still rushed forward with daggers.
Li Longyuan was finally annoyed by the number of mercenaries, who were as numerous as the Princes across the River. His sword moves became more fierce and fierce.
The only sounds in the entire field were the sound of sword swings and the wails of the wounded.
"Whoa!"
The young man in black military uniform seemed to draw out a stream of cold energy directly from the void, and both the weapons and arms that were connected to it were broken at extremely high speeds.
"caught you."
The young man smiled and whispered, and Sarah, who had been hiding among the mercenaries to release her spirit, looked shocked.
"Wasairuyusa!"
Li Yongyuan opened his mouth and spat out the dragon text of Gu Osen Leng, and activated the basic ability of the throne. The dragon text that Sara originally used to strengthen the king's servant instantly lost its effectiveness in front of the majesty of the monarch.
As expected of an ace mercenary who had experienced life and death on the battlefield, Sara was just stunned for a moment before she regained consciousness.
He immediately took out a Colt pistol from his waist pocket, raised the gun and fired.
Li Yongyuan's terrifying reaction speed caused him to turn his head in an instant. The bullet passed through his ear. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and dropped it. Tai'a directly cut Sara's upper shoulder blade.
"ah!"
The man couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and the severe pain made him break into a cold sweat.
The young man holding the sword did not retreat at all. Instead, he opened his golden eyes angrily and pushed him back a few steps, knocking over many mercenaries blocking the way.
This move made the already injured man even worse, and the amplification field of the King's Attendant was instantly broken.
The mercenaries who attacked wildly with daggers felt sore all over, as if they had been severely ravaged by something, and they couldn't muster any strength.
"Where is Leonard?"
The young man held his sword with one hand and looked down at this sturdy man who was about thirty years old.
"have no idea."
The man seemed very tough.
"I said, where is Leonard Miller?"
This time, the young man asked again with a ferocious expression on his face, his growling voice sounded like a dragon's roar, and his golden eyes ignited with bright light.
The ancient sword pierced deep into Sara's ribs fiercely, making the man's face look even more painful. He was obviously a complete lunatic.
This low roar and the spreading dragon power brought a natural sense of oppression to the surrounding mercenaries.
"In the office on the sixty-third floor."
Before Sara could say anything, the mercenary beside him had already spoken for him.
"You have a good subordinate."
When the young man received the response, he did not question the authenticity of the content of the message. He immediately dropped the sentence coldly, picked up his sword and walked away.
The remaining defeated generals looked at this guy's figure with complicated expressions.
"You bastard, who asked you to betray the owner?"
Even though she was injured, Sarah still let out an angry roar, but did not take any other actions. He knew that it was in vain.
The mercenaries scattered all over the place looked at the departing figure with extremely complicated expressions.
This was an unprecedented fiasco, and the one who came was simply beyond human description. He was a complete monster.