Chapter 165 Your Opponent Is Me, You Bastard

Near the city gate where the inner and outer rings meet.

Ryan looked at Durrand, who was walking towards the Black Knight, with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

However, he did not mean to remind him.

This guy is so energetic, it is good to move more and consume his energy.

Just like raising a Husky, if you don't let it go out to have fun, it will force you to have fun on it.

What's more, Ryan suddenly remembered something.

In addition to the Tianqing Sword Dojo, Durrand's wanted list also includes the Alliance of Nations, and Augustus is also a member of the Alliance of Nations, and is also one of the committee members.

This guy subconsciously thought that the Black Knight was coming for him when he saw him. Could it be that the Black Knight had chased him before?

In Ryan's cognition, the targets chased by the Black Knight were basically related to witches. In other words, this guy had committed some "shocking case" with the witch in the past that angered the Alliance of Nations?

Did this Black Knight really come to find Durrand?

Although Ryan was also wanted by the Kingdom of Augustus, the magic aura on his body was very weak, and it was difficult for the Black Knight to track him with this little magic.

So, his initial idea might be wrong, and he was the one who was affected?

It's a bit strange, take a few more glances.

With this idea, Ryan chose to watch silently.

Judging from the spiritual strength of this attacking black knight, he is slightly stronger than the senior fourth-level, but still some distance away from the peak fourth-level. With Durland's strength, it should not be difficult to deal with him.

"He is not the third seat... He should be the follower knight of the third seat, and the appearance of this person means that the third seat may have landed on the island."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this black knight is not the follower of the third seat, but acts alone."

"But after all, he is a fourth-level. By observing his fighting style, we can increase our understanding of the fourth-level black knight, and we will be more confident when dealing with the third seat in the future."

Ryan's thoughts fluctuated.

On the other side, Durland's battle with the black knight also kicked off.

Neither side had the intention of "talking nonsense". Once they started fighting, they went all out.

This was the border between the inner ring area and the outer ring area. If the battle lasted too long, it would likely attract interference from the Tianqing Sword Dojo. Neither Durand nor the Black Knight wanted to meet anyone from the Tianqing Sword Dojo.

The former had his own reasons, and the latter was that the Alliance of Nations had signed a contract with Tianqing Qingdao, or more precisely, with the leader of the Tianqing Sword Dojo a long time ago. The two sides would not interfere with each other. Once someone from the Alliance of Nations committed a crime on Tianqing Qingdao, the Tianqing Sword Dojo could handle it on its own. If the noise was too loud and caused disputes, it would be a troublesome matter.

Green light crisscrossed, shadows intertwined.

The battle between the two sides fell into a white-hot stage from the beginning.

Ryan watched very seriously from the side.

The swordsmanship that Durand practiced was also the Tianqing swordsmanship, but it was not the same as it seemed. There was something else in it, and for some reason, Ryan always felt that this guy was using the Tianqing swordsmanship strangely, as if he was suppressing something.

The weapon used by the Black Knight is a one-handed knight sword. Ryan is not sure about the swordsmanship he practices, but judging from his style, he tends to hide and attack, and is slightly weaker in frontal assaults. In terms of swordsmanship, he is not as good as Durrand. However, the Black Knight has mastered many secrets. Whenever he is at a disadvantage in a head-on fight, he will use secrets and professional skills to save the situation.

Ryan estimated that from the beginning of the battle to now, in about two minutes, the Black Knight has used five different abilities, namely:

Shadow control, shadow incarnation, shadow rush, and a secret method to break free from control and strengthen spirituality.

The first three should be professional skills, and the last two are most likely secret methods of cultivation.

It’s a pity that even if the Black Knight uses all his means, the scales of victory are still tilted towards Durrand.

Admittedly, every Black Knight is an elite among professionals of the same level, but it depends on who they are compared with.

As the former chief of Tianqing, although Durrand's spirituality has not increased much in recent years, his swordsmanship level has been increasing day by day.

As the battle progressed, Ryan could clearly feel that the sense of disharmony in Durrand's swordsmanship was gradually disappearing. He seemed to have found the sword shape that could best play his own advantages under the current conditions.

"Dang--!"

The long sword clashed with the knight's long sword, making a sharp sound.

The long sword wrapped in green spiritual light broke the defensive posture of the knight's long sword and went straight to the black knight's eyebrows.

"It's over..."

Ryan, who was watching, relaxed his brows. The battle had been decided at this point.

Even with a slightly stronger spirituality, the black knight was not Durrand's opponent.

The gap between the two sides in combat skills was too significant.

If it weren't for Durrand's secret method of guarding against the black knight, and fighting more cautiously and conservatively, the time of this battle could be compressed by more than half.

The long sword tore through the black curtain, and the green light followed. However, just as the long sword pierced through the black knight's eyebrows, the black knight's body turned into an illusory form, and then broke into a flowing shadow.

A hundred meters away, the shadow on the ground rose up and formed the black knight's body.

His face was pale, and it was obvious that the substitution ability of this "golden cicada escaping from the shell" consumed a lot of energy.

The next moment after completing the construction of the body, the black knight turned around and fled without hesitation.

He knew that he was no match for the black-haired swordsman opposite.

However, the Black Knight wanted to leave, but Durrand didn't want to let him go.

The blue spiritual light flew, and it seemed that Durrand had locked onto the Black Knight's position before he could solidify his body.

Therefore, when the Black Knight just turned around, the sharp sword light was less than ten centimeters away from the back of his head.

The extreme edge, even without real contact, still cut off the Black Knight's hair and cut a bloody mark on the back of his head.

At this distance and in this state, the Black Knight's defeat was a foreseeable and irreversible situation.

However, just as the sword was about to take the Black Knight's life, a hand covered in obsidian armor blocked the sword.

"Boom!"

The explosion of the spiritual confrontation suddenly sounded, and the huge sound spread far away.

The shock wave of the explosion forced Durrand to fly back more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

In the noisy smoke and dust, a burly figure appeared behind the Black Knight.

He was wearing a black armor similar to that of the Black Knight, but with more detailed and obviously not ordinary. There was a golden number "4" etched between the eyebrows of the visor on his face.

The incomparable spiritual pressure expanded, covering an area of ​​nearly 100 meters in radius, causing the world to fall into a strange silence.

Ryan looked at the Black Knight who arrived later with a serious expression, no, it should be said that it was the fourth Black Knight. He subconsciously raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the greatsword behind him.

The spiritual waves like mountains and seas continued to suppress his spirituality. Ryan had not felt this feeling of being suppressed in all aspects for a long time.

The fourth-order limit!

And even in the fourth-order limit, it is undoubtedly the strongest level!

The fourth to sixth seats of the Black Knight Group are the honors that only the strongest among the fourth-order Black Knights can obtain. Each of them is a "monster" who can hunt witches alone in the same level.

"Ahahaha... This is a bit difficult."

Durland looked at the four black knights who had arrived, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "I didn't expect that there would be a big one, tsk."

The black knight who had been saved turned around and bowed respectfully: "Sorry, sir, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the four black knights had raised their hands and signaled him to shut up.

"Leave it to me."

These three simple words showed absolute confidence.

That was not a false confidence, but the belief of a strong man that could only be nurtured by fighting again and again and never losing.

The black knight's eyes were full of respect.

Although they were both fourth-level, he knew very well that there was a difference between the fourth level and the fourth level. Even if he had the spirituality of the fourth level, he could never be the opponent of the sir.

The black knight retreated a hundred meters away and handed the battlefield to the four black knights. He knew that since the sir had come, there would be no suspense in the battle tonight.

Neither this black-haired swordsman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and had superb swordsmanship, nor one of the hunting targets he accidentally ran into, could cause any waves.

The four black knights slowly drew out the knight's long sword from their waists.

His movements were very slow, so slow that ordinary people could clearly see the whole process. However, the spiritual pressure that enveloped this place gradually became turbulent and oppressive as he drew his sword. Within a hundred meters, the air illuminated by the moonlight and lights was shrouded in an unspeakable shadow.

"Clang——"

The tip of the knight's long sword was raised and pointed at Ryan and Durland not far away. The four black knights did not know the identity of the black-haired swordsman, but this did not prevent him from feeling a faint breath of magic from the other party. Since it was related to the witch and was blocking him, there was no need to communicate.

Ryan took a step and walked towards the four black knights.

After waiting for the other party for so long, he finally appeared.

Although the opponent's spirituality is so strong that it makes people tremble, Ryan's current strength has also increased significantly compared to when he left the island. With the blessing of [Tide of Pain], 54 points of [Spirituality] and 100 points of [Physical Fitness] make him face the four black knights of the fourth level, although he is dignified, but he is not afraid.

And to be honest, Ryan was a little unsure when the opponent did not appear. Now that he appeared, he relaxed instead.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

The four black knights are very strong, very strong, there is no doubt about that, but he is not weak either...

However, just when Ryan was preparing to fight, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

It was Durand's hurried voice: "Sorry, Mr. Zifeng, I really dragged you down this time. I will use the secret method to hold him back later, you run first."

"We can only talk about the exchange later."

As the voice was transmitted quickly, Durand in front of Ryan also showed a new change.

He was originally slightly hunched by the overwhelming spiritual pressure, but he straightened his back little by little, and the spiritual fluctuations on his body also soared rapidly from the level of senior fourth-level, to the peak of fourth-level, and finally, the limit of fourth-level!

The turbulent wind swept in all directions, and within this hundred-meter range, it formed a confrontation with the flowing shadow.

"Oh?"

The changes in God Durrand surprised the four black knights a little, but that was all.

His eyes were still indifferent: "Even if you use secret methods to improve your spirituality, so what?"

"After all, you are just a weakling..."

The voice had not yet dissipated, and the figures of the four black knights had disappeared from the spot, and when they reappeared, they were already behind Durrand.

The long sword wrapped in strange black flames slashed towards Durrand's neck, silently and fatally.

The Four Black Knights were like a ghost with a physical body, coming and going without a trace.

His movement was not achieved through physical strength, but using some special spiritual secret method.

"Dang!"

The green sword blocked back, but in a hurry, Durrand's strength was naturally not as good as the fully prepared four black knights.

With the sound of swords colliding with swords, his body retreated one after another, leaving a nearly ten-meter-long gap on the ground.

Just as the four black knights were ready to pursue the victory, he suddenly stopped, and more than a dozen green spiritual sword lights intertwined into a net in front of him. If he did not stop, but rushed forward directly, the end would most likely be cut into pieces by the sword energy net.

"Interesting..."

The four black knights looked serious. He looked at the black-haired swordsman with sword energy not far away and said in a low voice: "People from the Azure Sword Dojo who collude with the witch should be killed!"

After the voice fell, the spirituality of the four black knights exploded further. It was obvious that they used some secret method to improve their spirituality.

The next moment, the shadow and the sword light started a fierce collision.

However, as time went by, although the blue sword light was not inferior, the color gradually became dim, and Durland's face gradually became pale.

Raising the spirituality to the limit of the fourth level is a great burden on his body. At this moment, it is close to the limit.

"Boom!"

Another fierce fight, countless blue sword energy was shattered into slag, and Durland's body was also cut to the ground, smashing a big hole, and the spirituality on his body became weak, retreating from the extreme fourth level to the senior fourth level, and even fell to the level of the first entry into the fourth level due to excessive consumption.

Looking at the approaching Shadow Sword, Durrand looked calm.

He didn't care too much about his life or death, but just thought silently in his heart: "I hope Mr. Zifeng can run away."

While thinking, he tilted his head slightly, and looked in the direction of Mr. Zifeng from the corner of his eyes, and what he saw made his pupils shrink suddenly.

In his imagination, Mr. Zifeng, who should have left, was still standing there. This scene made Durrand anxious and it was difficult to maintain the calmness on his face.

But he didn't have time to shout, because the next moment, the Shadow Sword was in front of him.

"Dang——"

The sound of metal collision, wrapped in a huge wave of air, spread around.

In Durrand's sight, the figure of Mr. Zifeng in the distance gradually became illusory, and in front of him, the familiar back quickly became solid.

It was Mr. Zifeng!

"He... has such a fast speed..."

The fact that Durrand, who practices wind-attributed swordsmanship, could have such an idea shows how fast Ryan was at this moment.

The bodies of the four black knights kept retreating in the clash of weapons until they were dozens of meters away, and then they stopped retreating.

His right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he looked at Ryan with great fear.

"Your opponent is me."

"Your son."

A calm voice sounded slowly, and Ryan took a step and walked towards the four black knights step by step. On the big sword, the black dragon soul was roaring.

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