The one who almost died was Shelly. Rean's sharp knife made the bullet pass close to her neck.
Although there was no direct contact, the wind pressure still caused a burning pain in Shelly's neck.
The sad one is of course Gareth.
As a well-known sniper in the underground world, he doesn't mind if his sniper shots are blocked. It is basic for a strong man like the Hunter King to block bullets with cold weapons.
But he never thought that someone could divert bullets in this way.
Is this something a human can do?
Rean Schwarzer, how powerful!!!
If such a strong man wants to kill the eldest lady, can anyone really stop him?
The answer is yes.
Just as Gareth was shocked, a strong wind blew up.
Falling from the sky, crossing the center point of Li En and Shelly, spreading a green color in the canyon.
This is the color of the wind.
The coverage area of the storm was not large, covering only a few subdistances, just enough to involve both Rean and Shelly.
The faster it comes, the faster it goes.
When the storm subsided, only one of the two people was left confronting each other on the hillside.
Shelly disappeared.
Rean changed his angle, raised his head at 45 degrees, and looked at the rock wall on the other side.
In the green flash, Shelly's lost figure reappeared.
Appearing at the same time as him, there was also an indistinguishable young man in a purple suit, who bowed slightly to Li En:
"It's great that we caught up. I also have to thank our Sword Master for not killing me."
"If you are not as skilled as others, you deserve to be killed."
Shelly snorted and shook off the boy's support, but she was not completely ignorant.
"Thank you, Taoist Master, I owe you a favor."
To break Jiang's situation and save her from danger, it was the association's most mysterious executor No. 0, Taoist Ken Parela.
"It doesn't matter, you are valuable fighting power."
Ken Parela squinted his eyes and smiled. Charm has no gender distinction and kills both men and women.
"I don't know what's going on recently. The turnover rate of members is getting higher and higher. If someone like you who is suitable as an executor and is willing to participate in the operation dies, I will be very troubled."
"Isn't your selection mechanism too broad?" Shelly still had the heart to joke.
"There are also reasons for this." Ken Parela said without hesitation, "But those are the rules set by the great leader himself, and no one can violate them. In fact, there are quite a few people who meet the conditions, such as the person in front of me.
A swordsman who can transform into ghosts and gods - if you are willing, you can join the association and become a member of the Executor at any time."
"Hey, hey, it's true. You pulled someone in just as I said it. Isn't it too casual?"
Xie Li knew that she was unreasonable enough, but she didn't expect that the person next to her was even more outrageous.
Her complaints are also the voice of everyone.
If it were normal times, Altina would have been unable to bear those complaints about people like Miao Jie, but now she was completely distracted by Rean's shocking performance and forgot everything.
Miao Jie, who boasts of being able to read hundreds of thousands of steps ahead of time and understand almost everything, thought he knew enough about this man, but found that he had never understood it before. Rean's power once again exceeded his expectations, even with Alleria.
All the hints were useless because she had no intuitive reference object at all.
Altina bit her lip subconsciously. She was the instructor's supporter and the person who spent the longest time with him. She knew nothing about all this. This was a serious dereliction of duty.
When she saw the expressions of her classmates in the old Class VII and realized that they were far less shocked than she was, her frustration became even more serious.
Have they already noticed it? Or did the instructor tell them in advance.
No matter which one it is, it is a serious blow to Altina.
And other students, they have become numb.
No wonder the instructor asked Major Rector to keep an eye on him. No matter who he was, he could only take a good look at such an unparalleled posture.
Of course this idea is correct, but as they have no vision of the future and are not reborn, they are destined not to know that this is just a snack before the meal, not even an appetizer.
The martial arts performance on the land of Lamar State has just begun.
When Ken Parela continued to attract people: "What do you think, do you want to consider it? If you are willing to join, maybe you can perform better than the Sword Emperor-"
Before he finished speaking, a majestic flame rose into the sky.
Wild, rough, vast, and extraordinary fiery.
Just releasing it makes the heated atmosphere of the battlefield even hotter, in a physical sense.
The temperature in the canyon surrounded by mountains increased by at least five degrees.
This is a completely different power from Rean's sword master spirit, but it has common characteristics.
Powerful, unabashedly powerful, enough to incinerate everything it touches.
Feeling the heat coming from behind, Ken Parela gave a rare French military salute: "I'm just trying to make a metaphor, are you too concerned about the Sword Emperor?"
"no."
A lazy voice sounded.
A man wearing a red coat and a somewhat unconventional look came from behind. Where he passed, vegetation spontaneously combusted and rocks were charred.
"I was quite optimistic about him. After all, he is half the same kind as me. I didn't expect him to give me such a big surprise. Fortunately, you had to drag me away from Crossbell, otherwise I would have missed it. This is something that can be compared with
That idiot is matched by the 'Rock Eater' - no, maybe it's a gift on top of that, now, the Gray Imp."
Containing physics and spirit, the high-temperature eyes in a dual sense looked straight down, meeting Rean's eyes that were deeper than the night sky.
The latter's expression did not fluctuate at all, it was harder than steel and calmer than ice.
This is a state that Rean has never entered before. Even if he was an accomplished swordsman in the past, he could not be so calm when facing the real number one in the world.
This means that Rean's state of mind has surpassed that before his comeback in all aspects, and has truly reached the level of being on par with veteran powerhouses such as the "Golden Rakshasa" and the "Swordsmith of Light".
Rean took a deep breath of the hot air, his momentum rose again, and he pointed the knife upward.
"Draw your sword, Flame Demon Macbon, I have a sword to ask you."
At the beginning of the month, he was prompted by the letter sent by his master, and Li En's mood changed, and he set the goal of asking the "strongest" about "two swords".
This first sword was aimed at Macbon.
This non-stop journey, this long march all the way, is just for this moment. If it is too late, it will be too late when follow-up reinforcements arrive.
So Rean didn't say any nonsense.
Seeing Rean like this, Macbon burst into laughter. It was also an unprecedented wild laugh. It was louder than the last battle in the Fantasy Mobile Fortress, and the sound shook the sky and echoed in the valley.
"That half-baked brat two years ago could say something like this. This is the right thing, this is the real strong man - then there is only one thing to do, Angbar!"
The void shattered, and a strange magic sword that should not exist in this world appeared.
PS: Everyone, after waiting for a long time, Mr. Li is finally strong. Don't worry, this fight won't be too long. Li En is the same as the game, which means he has the wrong personality. If he changes to the protagonist, he must put his words first.
Go out - kill the demon with a sword, what's the difficulty?