Act 124 Ambush X

Brando did not draw his sword again. After the Flame Blade blocked Boban's sword, he held the phantom of Frostsinger Xinna and used Cruz's dagger skills to quickly engage each other. He told Cruz and Eruin what the folk said I am 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 swordsmanship.

With his understanding of swordsmanship and the footnotes of Fenghou Jiuyao, it was enough to turn decay into magic. After seven consecutive fast sword attacks, Boban had to give up and continue to attack with the flash sword, because there was a flame blade watching eagerly next to him. At this time, Boban's heart sank and he knew that he had lost his last chance.

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 retreated. 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 light 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 as advanced as Flash Sword and Fenghou Jiuyao, but when used here, it is will be just right.

No need for anything fancier.

Swordsmanship is the art of fighting. There is no unnecessary burden in real fighting.

He retreated to his limit. The quick sword skills in Phantom's hands 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 beings. That is Fenghou Jiuyao.

A miracle 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 that it seemed to be more brilliant than his life.

He was in a state of intoxication, as if he had seen all the truth in this world, if it were not for the strong will of an old soldier who made him wake up at the last moment and call out that name.

This sword didn't just draw a streak of blood on his shoulder. But to pass through the neck.

Because that's Flash Sword.

Fanatical pursuit of offensive swordsmanship, 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. It's not because of the complicated etiquette of the Jiufeng royal family. But to pay respect to those who have achieved it.

He looked at the other party's dark hair, and felt a little enlightened in his heart. Not everyone in this world was lucky enough to see the Ultimate Sword.

Huang Huo can be said to be lucky. This battle will bring her a lot of things.

However, the other party's luck lies not in witnessing the unreserved battle 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. The battle was exciting, but beyond that it was pointless.

This is undoubtedly a pity.

These people may never understand what they are missing.

And he was equally lucky.

He saw the look in Huang Huo's eyes just now. When I went to relive that battle, I found that there was something more in my heart. Something about swordsmanship seemed to have suddenly faded for him, and the desire to win or lose was no longer something he originally calculated in his heart.

It became a simple pursuit and desire. Brando suddenly found that his fighting talent began to gradually evolve from acquired to innate, turning into something purely and intuitively.

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 precious wealth for him, whether it is his understanding of swordsmanship, understanding of combat, understanding of past history, and understanding of everything in the Amber Sword game

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 an 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 what he gained from the battle with his grandfather in the 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 get 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 Flash Sword.

Complete and complete, the inheritance of Gilt, the Lord of Fire.

displayed before his eyes.

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, they could not continue to attack the latter even if they used their knees instead of thinking about the problem with their brains. Therefore, although the streets were noisy, the main chaos surrounded Lord Rosalin. Brando was followed by the guard captain. Under the gaze of the two, everyone else behaved in an orderly manner.

The guy who just cursed had already gone somewhere. He thought he might have to take off the 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.

But among those who were truly desperadoes, he felt that he should be considered the best. Not only did he dare to joke about his own existence to the undead, life was meaningless and only existence had value, he even dared to joke about the head of the supreme master 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 the darkness that he is optimistic about will collapse because of this.

But there are always some madmen in the world. He is, Tagus is, 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 in Wormin who enjoy hundreds of years of tedious 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 and repeated 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 feelings. "

To be continued. .