The Master Behind the Scenes Starting From the Twin Cities

Chapter 349: Feather Blade From Vastaya

A team carrying revenge and fighting spirit set out from Lion and rushed to Navoli Province at a very fast speed.

Less than a few days after this side set out, the shadow stream on the other side had received the news.

The paper turned into ashes in Zed's hands. He didn't say anything, but turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot.

From the beginning, he didn't think that Irelia's kind path would have a good result.

Only violence against violence is the only way to preserve Ionia.

Strength?

If you don't do it, you will never know how powerful energy is contained in your body.

"Next!"

A few days later, Kayn, who had slaughtered a small tribe, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a bloodthirsty excitement on his face.

Compared with the previous few days, most of the other people in the shadow stream had numbness on their faces.

Before they set out, they were about a thousand people, but now only about one-third of them have been lost.

As for how many people they killed, they may have counted them at the beginning, but later they had no concept at all.

They only knew to mechanically swing their swords and kill everyone they met, regardless of gender, age, Ionian or Vastaya.

If you stand in front of them, there is only one way to go, and that is death.

Even if they are strong-willed shadow streams, their mentality has changed a little after killing for so long.

Most of them are numb, and there are many who are as excited as Kayn.

"Kayn, the resistance we encounter is obviously stronger. I don't think it's suitable to kill anymore."

"Do you think we should stop? Tritel!"

Kayn carried the bloody sickle on his shoulder and looked at the short-haired man with a black scarf on his mouth with a smile.

Tritel said stubbornly: "Kayn, I do think so. The killing is enough now, and killing can't solve all problems."

"Tsk! If killing can't solve the problem, then there is no need for the shadow stream to exist. If you have any objections, don't look for me, go find Zed!"

Kayn had a bored look on his face. He thought the other party could say something fresh.

Funny, the meaning of the shadow stream's existence is killing.

If there is no belief in killing, why join the Shadow Stream? It is better to go to the south to find the kind woman.

"You"

Trettl glared at Kayn, but before he could say anything, he felt a chill on his neck.

Looking at the sickle blade on his neck, he swallowed the rest of his words.

"That's right. If you think it's wrong, you can take people back to find Jie, don't hang around in front of me."

Kayn smiled coldly and strode forward again. His voice also spread throughout the dead village:

"Brothers who can still kill, let's go! For Ionia, no Vastaya can be spared!"

"Yo, what did the Vastaya do wrong that you have to do this."

Before the Shadow Stream gathered, a teasing voice suddenly came from a distance.

Hoo!

A majestic breeze blew past, and Lorna's gorgeous figure appeared not far from Kayn.

He landed with one hand on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Ding!

Kayn swung his sickle lightly, blocking the flying yellow feathers, and snorted coldly:

"Another one is here to die!"

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and his figure approached Luo in the blink of an eye, and swung the sickle in his hand without hesitation.

"Really, you haven't answered my question yet. Or do you just want to kill someone?"

Clang!

The wings behind Luo protected his head, and the sickle passed over Luo's yellow wings, making a sound of iron and stone intersecting.

While blocking, Luo did not miss this opportunity and kicked out in the gap.

Kayn drew his knife to block, but the huge force from the sickle made him change color slightly.

He bounced out like a cannonball, and the sickle in his hand flew out of his hand.

Swish!

Luo grabbed Kayn's sickle at a very fast speed and looked at him with a teasing look.

"Interesting."

Kayn stood up and looked at him.

He admitted that he had underestimated the other party, but the other party looked so arrogant after taking his weapon that it seemed that he didn't take him seriously.

Swoosh!!!

"Kayn, you!!"

Trettl hastily put his right hand on the empty scabbard, glaring at Kayn who rushed forward with the knife.

What's the matter with taking his weapon when his own weapon was taken away?

Bang!!!

The sickle and the long sword intersected.

Unlike before, it was obvious that Luo Ge was struggling to block it this time.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

"Is this your limit?"

Kayn had a grim smile on his face, holding the samurai sword in both hands, and slashed down heavily.

Luo Ge hurriedly blocked with the sickle.

When the weapons were exchanged, Luo showed a surprised expression.

The sickle that Kayn had used before was split into two pieces by the samurai sword in Kayn's hand like cutting tofu.

The blade continued to move downwards, cutting open Luo's collar, but because Luo dodged in time, only a shallow cut was left on his chest.

"Are you surprised?" Kayn shook off the blood on the samurai sword in his hand, "Only mediocre people rely on weapons, and any weapon in my hand is a killing weapon."

"That's not the case. I have seen many people who are proficient in weapons like you, but there are not many people who don't cherish weapons like you."

Luo raised his eyebrows, threw away the broken sickle in his hand, and glanced at the samurai sword in Kayn's hand with a meaningful look.

He saw Kayn draw his companion's sword with his own eyes. Although the man's face was covered, he could still feel the other's heartache.

"Tsk, a weapon that can be cut off can only mean that it is not good."

Kayn had a fighting spirit on his face, and rushed up, showing his exquisite sword skills.

If he looked like a power warrior when he held the sickle, then now he is more like a samurai who is proficient in swordsmanship.

Looking at Kayn's smooth and smooth battle, Tritel's expression under the mask was not good.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Kayn's sword skills were indeed better than his.

What embarrassed him even more was that Kayn was clearly using the sword skills he learned from the Shadow Stream, but he and Kayn had known each other for so long, but he had never seen the other use it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Luo's figure flew up and down, occasionally using feathers to block the opponent's attack.

For the Vastaya, swords can be used as their weapons, but their most powerful weapon must be their outstanding bodies given by God.

And Luo's yellow and beautiful feathers like bird wings are his most powerful weapon.

However, it can be seen that even if Kayn used a sword that was about to break, he was still suppressing Luo and he was about to fall into a disadvantage.

Tsk! ! !

Kayn's ears moved slightly, listening to the sound of breaking air in the distance, his face was slightly condensed.

He gave up the samurai sword that was about to chop down, and took two steps back.

The sound of breaking air fell to the ground, and three purple bird feathers were inserted at the position where he was just about to move forward.

"Companion?"

Kayn looked at Xia, who looked very similar to Luo, and frowned slightly.

This feeling of having the battle interrupted made him extremely unhappy.

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