The high-intensity magic bullet came out of the barrel and aimed at Amelia's beautiful face.
The two beautiful guards crossed their swords to block. The bullet was blocked, but the impact of the explosion caused the two hidden swords to eject in the opposite direction, heading straight for Amelia's head at extremely fast speeds.
If these two swords hit her, there would be nothing above her neck!
Amelia raised her hands and gently pinched the two hidden blades that were attacking her, and calmly defused the sudden murderous intention.
"Great Elder, my subordinates deserve to die!"
It was obvious that Amelia was strict in her royal duties. The two aristocratic beauties knelt on one knee and lowered their heads in fear.
During the battle, he suddenly turned his back to the enemy and had no defense measures. It was clear that he did not want to live.
Russell decisively accepted the heads that were delivered to his door, and fired rapid-fire penetrating magic bullets. Blue light bullets rained down and pounced on the backs of the two men.
Ding! Ding! Ding—
The remaining five men, one man and one woman, took action and blocked the magic bullets with their hidden swords. Compared with other vampires, Amelia's four guards were as fast as ghosts and their skills were superior.
This is normal. Not to mention vampires with amazing physical fitness, if it were a human being who could maintain his physiological peak and live for hundreds of years, his hand speed would be amazing!
Amelia waved her hand, and after the two beautiful guards stood up, they gritted their teeth and glared at Russell.
This made Russell very unjust. He was already five against one, so he couldn't be allowed to shoot him in the back?
Russell was a petty person and would never spoil someone just because he was beautiful. He immediately said, "Elder, that gun just now was not very powerful. It seems that the people around you... are not all loyal to you!"
Heartbreaking words!
The two beautiful guards almost went berserk. Amelia sneered and stretched out her hand to the only male vampire in the group of five.
The latter bowed and took off the sword box from behind, took out a medieval two-handed sword, and handed it to Amelia.
Russell was stunned for a moment. Was there something behind this man’s back just now?
No!
If so, why didn't he notice?
The two-handed sword belongs to the category of Western-style long swords. It is a knight's sword that can also be used on horseback. The large cross guard has a strong British atmosphere. The sword body is palm-wide, the tip is sharp, both blades are filled with cold light, and the blood groove is in the moonlight.
It's freezing cold.
Amelia showed an interested look in her eyes and scolded the guards blocking the way. She held the knight's sword with both hands and pointed the sword tip diagonally at the ground. She swung it forward violently and made an explosive sound as it rubbed against the air.
The two were ten meters apart, and Russell was wondering why Amelia couldn't get through the air. Suddenly, his vision blurred, and the sharp sword energy swept across and hit the door.
Russell leaned back, did a backflip to avoid the crescent-shaped sword energy, and bounced up with both hands on the ground. While backing up, he raised both guns horizontally and pulled the trigger.
Ding! Ding! Ding
My younger brother could block the hail of bullets, but if Amelia did it herself, she would be able to do it with ease.
She turned the hilt of the sword flexibly with both hands, and the heavy sword danced as light as nothing, sweeping away the rain of bullets in the sky. It seemed dangerous, but in fact, it was under control, and she moved forward faster than Russell.
The tough counterattack that used offense instead of defense made Russell frown slightly. He had no intention of playing hide-and-seek with Amelia and steadied his body on tiptoes. A high-intensity magic destructive bullet was shot out, and then the magic was injected into the gunshot, extending thinly.
The long light blade was swung down step by step.
Clang!
Amelia's knight's long sword slashed the sword energy hard, shattering the magic bullets. The sword energy was still strong, and it was a close fight with Russell's overlapping sword energy.
Unlike Russell who takes an eccentric approach to his sword and pursues the ultimate sharp sword energy, Amelia's sword energy is thick and steady. Considering that the sword in her hand is an epee, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
The sword energy crisscrossed and tore through the air, leaving criss-crossing carvings on the concrete floor. The two looked at each other and chose to attack head-on.
Clang!
Two light blades and a knight's heavy sword collided, causing sparks to fly and making a sharp explosion sound.
Immediately afterwards, the two men swayed and quickly stepped back.
There was a dull pain in the muscles of Russell's arms, his magic power was running, and the numbness came and went quickly. After settling down, the two sand hawks went up and down, extended ten meters, and slashed down violently.
On the other side, Amelia stepped back five or six meters before she stabilized her figure. A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes. Before she could continue to be surprised, she placed the knight's sword by her side, blocking the two sweeping light blades.
Clang!
After moving a few meters sideways and then releasing the force, Amelia held the sword in both hands and ran against the two light blades. Sparks flashed along the way. When she got close, her wrist flipped over and the sword tip pierced Russell's chest.
Hand-to-hand combat!
Russell has used the cards of top swordsmen many times, inherited skills and experience, and was evaluated by the system as a master of swordsmanship. Amelia's willingness to fight in close combat is in line with his wishes.
Almost instantly, Russell retracted the space ring with the sand eagle in his right hand, switched to the Adamant alloy sword, and swept away the epee that stabbed straight into the chest with a concealed sword energy.
Then he twisted his ankle to drive his waist, turned his body sideways, pointed his left hand directly at Amelia's head, and pulled the trigger under her astonished gaze.
Bang!
Gunfighting + Swordsmanship Master!
The two cooperated with each other to achieve a surprising victory. Amelia's head tilted back, and her cheek was grazed by the magic bullet, leaving burn marks.
For an ordinary person, this kind of injury would be disfiguring, but for a vampire, it would be no different than a fall while walking.
The injury on Amelia's cheek recovered instantly, and her long hair fell down, covering both sides of her cheeks, and her blue eyes were vaguely colder.
Almost at the next moment, the two people started moving at the same time. Their speed was extremely fast, far beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. People with insufficient dynamic vision may have difficulty catching their moving shadows.
In a few breaths of time, the two of them fought head-on for more than ten times. It was a stalemate and neither one took advantage.
Amelia's swordsmanship is compact and thoroughly Western, focusing on the dexterous movement of the sword hilt. Thrusting and slashing are her best attack methods.
There are no fancy sword moves, they are the most basic and practical sword skills on the battlefield, but because of her speed and strength, every strike is extremely dangerous.
Russell was very depressed to find that he was one step ahead of Amelia in terms of strength, but three points slower in speed. This was not the battle rhythm he liked.
But when I think about it, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing. Being strong in front of beautiful women is enough. If you do it too quickly, you will be looked down upon.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding
In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged offense and defense hundreds of times. The high speed of attack and defense, and the long-lasting combat endurance made the four vampire guards present dumbfounded.
In the sight, the sword energy was flying wildly, and it was impossible to distinguish the two people, only a series of afterimages illuminated by the collision of sparks.
The sharp sword energy spilled out, forcing them to retreat far away, and they felt suspicious at the same time.
Amelia is one of the three elders, so it is natural that she is powerful, but the church's cultivation of a 'vampire hunter' is a bit too much. No matter how powerful a human being is, her strength should not reach this level.