Brando did not draw his sword again. After the Flame Blade deflected Boban's sword, he held the phantom of Frostsinger Xina and used Cruz's dagger skills to quickly engage each other. He told Cruz and Eruin what the folk said
I am very familiar with these swordsmanships. Although each of these swordsmanships cannot be said to be amazing or brilliant, after the accumulation of history, they have become more concise and clear, and they are truly practical swordsmanships.
With his understanding of swordsmanship, coupled with the footnotes of Fenghou Jiuyao, it was enough to turn decay into magic. Seven consecutive fast sword attacks forced Boban to give up and continue to attack with the flash sword, because there was a fire sword next to him.
The Blade was watching eagerly. At this moment, Boban's heart sank and he realized that he had lost his last chance.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang struck seven times in a row. Each time the two swords intersected, they extended seven or eight steps parallel to the direction Boban was retreating. By the seventh sword, the attack and defense were completely different.
By this time, Huang Huo could no longer see the subtlety of swordsmanship.
She only felt that Mr. Brando's swordsmanship was just right.
Because it's just right
Boban was getting more and more happy, and there was a strange brilliance in his eyes when he looked at Brando's sword. Of course he could recognize that it was the fast sword technique of the Anzeruta area, the dagger fighting sword technique used by the locals for duels.
of a door.
Only those who are familiar with these two countries, and only those who truly understand swords, can bring this plain and simple swordsmanship to such a level. It is not like the Flash Sword, Fenghou Jiuyao is so high-end, but when used here, it will
Will be just right.
No need to use anything more fancy.
Swordsmanship is the art of fighting, and real fighting has no unnecessary burdens.
He has retreated to the limit, and the fast sword skills in Phantom's hand will also reach the limit. This is the limit of human power, but there are still some things in this world that cannot be guessed by human power, and that is Fenghou Jiuyao.
Miracles witnessed by the magic moon.
A swordsmanship based on magic power.
When the quick swordsmanship took the last step, Boban saw a bright golden line flashing in the darkness. It was a long and narrow bright sword blade. It was so bright. It seemed to be more brilliant than his life.
He was so intoxicated that he seemed to have seen all the truth in this world. If it weren't for the strong will of an old soldier who made him wake up at the last moment and call out that name.
This sword not only drew a streak of blood on his shoulder, but also passed through his neck.
Because it's a flashing sword.
The swordsmanship that pursues attack with fanaticism, its blade is like a prairie fire, screaming to break free from all the shackles of this world, to pursue blood and victory.
a long time.
Brando just opened his eyes again, and the eyeballs wrapped under his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had just recovered from the dream of the previous battle.
His eyes met Huang Huo's, and the little girl bowed to him respectfully. Not because of the complicated etiquette of the Nine Phoenix Royal Family, but because of the respect of a master.
He looked at the other party's dark hair, and felt a little enlightened in his heart. Not everyone in this world is lucky enough to see the Ultimate Sword.
Huang Huo can be said to be lucky. This battle will bring her a lot. However, the opponent's luck lies not in witnessing the unreserved fight between two extreme masters, but in the fact that she has enough talent to understand it all.
Although it may take some time.
However, for the knights, guards and Lord Rosalin who also witnessed this battle, this battle was indeed exciting, but other than that it was meaningless.
This is undoubtedly a pity.
These people may never understand what they are missing.
And he was equally lucky.
When he saw Huang Huo's eyes just now and relived the battle, he found that there was something more in his heart. Something about the swordsmanship seemed to have suddenly faded for him. His desire for victory was no longer there.
Then there are the things he originally calculated in his heart.
It turned into a simple pursuit and desire. Brando suddenly found that his fighting talent began to gradually evolve from acquired to innate, turning into something pure and intuitive.
That kind of thing is not about calculating the gains and losses of each sword and style, but knowing that you want to win and knowing how to win. It cannot be quantified or described in words, it is the understanding in the heart.
If he were asked to rehearse the previous battle at this moment, when Boban used Ming Jing Shisui to press towards him, his first choice now might be to draw his sword directly instead of carefully putting away his laws first.
line.
The former is intuition; the latter is experience.
He relies heavily on his own experience, which is the most valuable asset to him. Whether it is his understanding of swordsmanship, his understanding of combat, his understanding of past history, and his understanding of everything in the game "Amber Sword"
They were his greatest support and his pride in the world.
He was once afraid of what he would do if he lost it all, or if it no longer worked?
Now he has the answer.
When Brando opened his eyes, he seemed to see a smooth road appearing in front of him. His battle with Blanc inspired him almost second to the battle with his grandfather in his dream.
The former gave him the answer to Brando's life, and the latter gave Brando the answer to his future.
only victory
But he didn't feel too surprised, or even surprised, because he knew that his battle with the deputy marshal was not the result of all this, it should be said that it was just an inducement.
Ever since he left the elemental barrier, or since his battle with the Silver Queen and many extreme masters in the empire, the constant battles and increasing knowledge finally allowed him to surpass his past self at this moment.
Perhaps there are still some shortcomings in strength.
But he understood that it was just an illusion formed by the power of the stone slab. One day, when he perfected his body again, he would gain more than just that power.
When he figured this out.
He suddenly felt the holy sword Odysseus in his hand tremble slightly, as if echoing the emotions in his heart, and then in his surprised eyes, he felt golden strands spreading like flames appearing in his mind.
Lines, and then lines of text appear on them.
Brando suddenly understood.
That's the swordplay of Flash Sword.
Complete and complete, the inheritance of Gilt, the Lord of Fire.
displayed before his eyes.
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Instaron and Tagus stood silently on the messy street. The noisy scene after the Lord Rosalin fell unconscious had no impact on the two undead at all.
After the Cavaliers witnessed the battle between Boban and Brando, even if they used their knees to think about the problem, they could not continue to attack the latter. Therefore, although the streets were noisy, the main chaos revolved around Rosa.
Next to Lord Lin, Brando was followed by the guard captain. Under the gaze of the two men, everyone else behaved in an "orderly manner".
The guy who just cursed had already gone somewhere. He thought he might take off his knight's skin and never dare to come back to this place again.
Although Installon felt that Lord Tony Gold might not be so petty and would argue with such a domestic guy, he also understood the other person's thoughts. After all, there is no one in this world who dares to gamble with his own life.
It's also rare.
However, among these people who can truly be called desperadoes, he feels that he should be considered the best. Not only does he dare to joke about his "existence", for the undead, life is meaningless, and only existence has value.
, and even dared to make fun of the head of the supreme ruler of the empire.
If he fails, he will definitely not be the only one who loses his head. He and the family of his best friend Tagus will be uprooted, and it is not certain that even the country in darkness that he is optimistic about will collapse due to this.
But there are always some madmen in the world. He is one, Tagus is one, and he believes that His Majesty the Emperor is the same.
He could see the deepest madness in her eyes full of magnificent colors. She came to this world holding a mercury staff not to save Madara, but to satisfy the uncontrollable desire to rule everything in her heart.
*.
He believed that the mercury staff's favor for him stemmed from the same madness.
"Because we are a dull and monotonous existence, and we know this very well. Although we try hard to avoid seeing this clearly in our hearts, sometimes we have to admit that because time and life have lost their meaning to us,
Except for a few guys in Wormin who enjoy hundreds of years of boring experiments, most of us are crazy and prone to self-destruction..."
"It's just that this kind of destruction is rather special, obscure and difficult for people to detect. We launch the war not to compete for survival resources, but simply to prove the existence of the empire."
"Because existence is too heavy for us..."
Instar Dragon murmured to himself, repeating a passage spoken by the great lich Ocaso hundreds of years ago. He turned back to look at his partner and asked:
"I'm wondering if the two of us had this kind of subconscious mind when we made this plan?"
Tagus shook his head. He is a serious person. For him, life is as strict and regular as a clockwork clock. There is no meaningful or meaningless dispute: "According to the age of human beings,
Come to think of it, you are still only twenty-five years old, and I am two hundred and fifty years old this year, and I am in the new generation of vampires. For us, this feeling is inevitably a bit sad, and it is probably not our own.
