Chapter 1,231 Three People Share Weapons

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Yomel, the commander of the Emperor's Guards, never showed his true face to outsiders. He is not responsible for any military affairs and only protects the emperor personally. The specific affairs of the legion are handled by several deputy legion commanders. The reason why such a person is named the legion commander is because when necessary, he can directly command and dispatch the personal guard legion without anyone's permission.

Old Yomel had no official wife, only a few concubines, and his heirs were also born from concubines. However, not even his favorite concubine, nor the son he regarded as his heir, had ever seen his true face. There might be, but he was sure that no such person would survive.

Old Yomel didn't care much about such things, because he came to this country alone and was picked up by the emperor who was not the emperor at the time. The so-called home is more like something given by the emperor. His whole life was to stay by the Emperor's side. But even for such an old man, he still has a cherished treasure, which is his granddaughter who joined the Guards Corps with his support.

Because as you get older, you will care about certain things that you didn't care about in the past. The day when his granddaughter was born was like a turning point in the life of old Yomel. He liked the feeling of the little monkey crawling on him, and he also liked having someone learn from his swordsmanship from famous masters from all over the world. But that all came to an abrupt end today, so he came here alone.

Old Yomel might have the ability to defeat a big demon with one blow. But when facing two strong men above him, he had no good way to save himself. He could only keep retreating, struggling to find opportunities that occasionally appeared. And the opportunity also lies with these two rare strong men.

The two people who attacked Lao Youmel were not of the same mind. They rushed to kill the only emperor's personal guard in front of them, and they also fought against each other and fought. When they realized that their swords would be half a point slower than the other opponent's, they would hold each other back to help save Meier's life.

Old Yomel, who was angry, no longer cared about the title of prince. Vashi's giant sword always slashed at the opponents he could kill. Even if he swung it empty again and again, it couldn't make him feel a little depressed. In other words, in such a battle, he had no room to feel frustrated. I can only grit my teeth and try my best to keep up with the speed of these two people.

Three people, three battles intertwined, attacking and defending each other. Even though Old Yomel was the weakest among the three, the other two gave up their offensive again and again to pester the other opponent in order to protect him.

Seeing the swords and swords flashing in front of him and behind him, with the left and right sides constantly flashing, Old Youmeier tried his best to launch an occasional counterattack. He spent more time chasing the two long swords like spiritual snakes, trying to block the way and block every attack. But his speed was too slow. Maybe as soon as he had an idea, if he made a slight movement, the two long swords attacking him would have already changed their moves and disappeared to unknown places.

For Lin, the battle with Azad was the most enjoyable battle he had ever fought. Azad's natural ability and speed have been a problem for him for a long time and cannot be solved.

But this time, when both of them want to kill the emperor's personal guards, the one who is slow to the front line will turn to defense and delay the other side's offensive. This forces the two weapons to come into contact, hindering the other's attack.

Khan's advantage as a weapon is something that Insado still cannot match. Therefore, Lin is very bold in using the sword, completely taking the route of head-on confrontation.

Azad, however, could not be like Lin, who allowed Insadou to attack the Khan. Therefore, he could only make more changes to ensure that every time Insado blocked Khan, he would hit the opponent's sword face, or use clever force to deflect the opponent's offensive. Instead of sword-to-sword fighting, everyone gritted their teeth and stared to compare their strength.

One increase and one decrease, and the result is that Lin, who can only retaliate one or two moves at the right time out of ten, is now fighting Azad with back-and-forth. It is no longer the way he was suppressed by this demon prince with his extraordinary speed and skills in the past.

Old Yomel, caught between the two of them's attacks, wasn't just standing there stupidly like a wooden stake. Even though it was difficult, he always tried his best to adjust his posture and hit the two men with fatal blows. Especially when he realized that his life would always be protected by another person, he simply gave up on defense and exchanged injuries for injuries and lives for lives with every move.

But the efforts of the emperor's personal guards were not even an obstacle in the eyes of Lin and Azad. Just as they were fighting on the streets of the Temple District, every stone, tree, wind flow, and light direction were all in their calculations.

Just the control of the body and the use of skills are not enough to determine the outcome between these two people. The position and movements of the emperor's personal guards are just one of the environmental variables. Neither lethal nor threatening.

Because Lin has mastered the Flash Technique, Azad also has the speed to surpass the physical limit of the Lost Land Master Plane with the bonus of talent; as long as the two of them want to escape, it will be difficult for the other side to even pursue them. Under such a premise, if they want to pose a threat to the opponent, they must find the key point that may not exist between the kill and the kill, in order to truly kill the opponent.

Therefore, every time Lin and Azad fight, they are testing their own limits and constantly raising their upper limits. Even if both sides want to kill each other, if it is not necessary or there is a certain reason, they will not fight like enemies when they meet. Because this will only make the opponent more difficult to deal with next time.

This was a state that was difficult for others to understand. Even though he was at the forefront of the fight between the two, Yomel was not aware of this. Or again, he didn't have time to notice.

Old Yomel felt like a small boat caught between the strong wind and the huge waves, fighting against two natural disasters with his mortal strength. Fortunately, the strong wind was only focused on competing with the huge waves. They all wanted to knock the boat off, but they all managed to save it from the other party's hands.

But even if he is not the protagonist in this confrontation, he can still capsize if he is not careful. Therefore, he must work hard to survive in this crack.

In the eyes of outsiders, the emperor's personal guards seemed to be dancing alone. There were two other dancers beside him, dancing a fast dance for two with different rhythms. Because no matter how fierce their battle was, they didn't damage any plants or trees, let alone trample on the cobblestones, or break any walls.

The armor of the emperor's personal guard was still shiny, with no scratches at all. It didn't look like he was in a life-and-death struggle at all. It's not like he was caught in the fight between the two, became their own target, and killed them both with his backhand.

Just because this didn't look like a battle, but more like a joke, someone decided to take action.

Although this place is under the Imperial City of Nineveh, it is within the temple area established by the Church of the Gods. Of course, those who serve the gods are not all civilian priests. There are still templars who serve as facades.

The Templars who will be assigned to the capital of the empire will not be just young men. Regardless of whether he has experience or is a smooth person, his strength must be at a certain level. It can also be said that if you are not a proud man of heaven, it is not his turn to be sent to the Imperial City of Nineveh. How could such a person keep silent while watching outsiders causing trouble in his own territory?

As for whom to help, is there any question? He helped the emperor's bodyguard deal with a sword-wielding magician and another nondescript warrior in bright red. He lost the emperor's face and gained the reputation of a templar. No one wants to stand by and watch such a good thing happen.

So in the first wave, six or seven people rushed out from different temples. Those who were a step slower could only stand within the confines of their own temples and sigh. They also know each other well. Just by looking at the person who comes out, others feel that there is no need for them to come on stage and the matter can be sorted out. So there was a lack of interest.

But the development of things was different from what everyone imagined. As the emperor's personal guard, Yomel was able to survive because both Lin and Azad wanted to kill him. Killing is no longer a goal now, but more like a competitive goal. But why can others live? Is it because of the abilities they only possess after being blessed by the gods?

Wearing a suit of silver-white god-given armor, carrying a mace, and bathed in the holy light, the Templar stepped in forcefully, assuming a posture to separate the two sides. As long as the emperor's personal guards are saved first, others can take advantage of the situation and kill the two who are besieging the personal guards. Although everyone did not discuss it in advance, there was a tacit understanding that this was the best tactical choice.

But as soon as the stance was opened, two swords, one left and one right, one up and one down, cleanly removed the Templar's arms. Lin and Azad pushed lightly with their free hands, and their broken arms rushed towards the person on the opposite side like a battering ram!

Several Templar warriors who had no time to stop also joined the battle circle. They had different equipment, different weapons, different skills and different sizes. But each one is like a puppet with strings, its limbs are moved at angles that ordinary people cannot do, and under the push of one person, they attack another person.

Sometimes it is not a direct attack, but a series of chain reactions of several people's limbs, with feet touching hands, elbows touching shoulders, left arms passing to right arms, attacking another person from unexpected angles.

However, the method of defense is not so complicated. If Khan fights or Insado blocks, his hands will be broken and his feet will be disabled. Within a few moments, the Templar warriors who tried to intervene in the three-man fight fell to the ground, all crippled, and their lives and deaths uncertain.

The three people fighting each other are still the same, but it is no longer sword to sword, but they are fighting hand and foot in close combat. The most uncomfortable one among them is Yomel who uses the giant sword.

The shape and weight of the giant sword determine that it must be opened and closed in order to have sufficient destructive power. Originally, it was just swords and swords clashing against his face. As long as Yomel adjusted his posture and exerted his strength, he could make the giant sword sweep or slash. Even if he can't hurt anyone, he can still force the two people around him to change their attack.

But when it comes to close combat with fists and feet and two swords fighting, the changes are even more dazzling than when only two swords are fighting. Fist to elbow, palm to shoulder, finger sword to foot knife, palm knife to sword spine, fist arm to sword surface, every blow has fatal power, but every blow is in vain.

At the same time, Yomel's offensive was no longer something that could be exchanged for lives with Lin and Azad regardless. Often when a sword is about to be swung, either the tip of the sword is pushed away, or the sword force is removed before the new strength is generated and the old strength is about to be exhausted, or it is turned to attack another person's vital spot.

However, Lin and Azad were very restrained in their movements, because if they were too rough and might hurt someone, both sides would put the protection of the emperor's personal guards first. Yomel was spinning between the two of them like a top. The dance has entered another new realm.