"House Rosesmolder?" Regalott was stunned, "what nonsense are you talking about?"

"It must be Suzeren!" said Gloria eagerly, "He lost to Rheinfel, I'm afraid he wants to go to extremes." Rheinfel and Shirley have special telepathy because of certain things, his feeling will not be wrong, he has now passed the Rosemold family, father, hurry up, otherwise I don't know what the consequences will be!"

Hearing this, Regalot frowned and groaned, "These guys are actually messing around like this right under my nose?"

He was obviously a little angry, but as the king of a country, he had to consider all the consequences.

Is the stability he was trying so hard to maintain going to collapse?

"What a fool!" Regalot snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice to the ministers in front of him, "I have urgent matters to deal with, so you should each retreat and prepare." ”

"Your Majesty?" At this time, a minister hurriedly said: "The elven princess is about to arrive at the palace, do you want to meet her first?"

When Regalot heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "This little girl dares not to come to see me first, then let her also taste the taste of waiting, otherwise how can the majesty of my empire exist?"

His words were so cold and unquestionable with authority that the ministers did not dare to say anything more.

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At the bottom of the lake, Bro holds a sword in both hands, across his eyebrows.

Elegant, calm, as if he were just a man of the sword dance.

He didn't move, but Rheinfel burst out.

Surging, surging, the opposite of Brow, he was like a lion rushing out of thunder and fire, trying to swallow the silence.

Strike first!

Reinfel knew that the situation was not good, and he took the lead when Bro was not moving.

The thunder and fire condensed into a sword, and the art of transformation was covered on it, and it slashed down at Bro's head.

Seeing this, Barrow smiled leisurely, and the tip of his sword was slightly oblique.

The wind reverberates, softly as if blowing the fallen leaves.

The cold light flashed suddenly, and it seemed to be sharp enough to cut through the sky.

The moment Rheinfel's Thunder Fire Sword slashed at the Soul Split, it suddenly collapsed and turned into a wandering thunderbolt.

Rheinfel's expression changed sharply, and the sharpness of this edge was simply terrifying.

The elemental soldiers he had condensed had already applied the Essence Transformation Technique, and their firmness should be extremely high.

But the Soul Breaker seemed to be able to destroy all of its internal structures, making it completely unable to coalesce.

"Isn't that thing on your chest a magic weapon?" the corners of Bro's mouth lifted slightly, and the Soul Splitting Slash flashed, forcing Rheinfel back abruptly.

Rheinfel gritted his teeth secretly, brushed his right hand on his chest, and took the fang of change away, turning into a long sword.

The elemental weapon based on the Variant Side was naturally stronger, but at the same time, he could no longer cast the Amplification Effect of the Variant Side.

If you have something, you must give it!

For the first time, Rheinfel felt the embarrassment of having only one piece of magical equipment.

That's just because the person in front of him is too powerful.

It's just that he doesn't have time to think about anything else at this time, and where the sword moves, the attack is fast and fierce, and the explosion speed is extremely fast.

The speed of this sword move made Su Zeren, who was watching the battle from a distance, shocked and angry.

He knew that if he encountered Rheinfel making such a move during the game, with his strength, he would not be able to resist it at all!

But at this time, in front of Rheinfel was the 'Sky Sword Mark' that once moved the world!

In the face of Rheinfel's ferocity, his sword was as gentle as a breeze sweeping away leaves.

The sword was obviously slow, but it was able to block Rheinfel's attack in a dangerous position.

The wind was obviously slow, but it could swing away the rolling thunder and fire.

Rheinfeld felt as if he was stuck in a swamp and mud, and there was nowhere to go, no matter how powerful he was.

The most important thing is that no matter how he moves, there is a feeling that he has fallen into the control of the other party.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and this feeling was by no means an illusion, but a real fact.

He saw it, Barrow's swordsmanship realm!

It was a treacherous realm brewed by skill and magic, and all of Rheinfel's sword moves seemed to be guided by him, and they seemed to be his own moves, but in fact they were the result of the gentle and gentle sword guidance.

So, he'll never be able to break through this defense!

Rheinfel broke out in a cold sweat, this level of sword skills, even if it was him, he still couldn't touch it.

After a long battle, you are either counterattacked by the gap or exhausted!

Withdraw!

This thought instantly floated in Rheinfel's heart, and the only way to do this was to retreat first, and then find another way!

But his thought can only be a thought, because he finds that he has no way back!

Entering that sword realm, Rheinfel could clearly feel that if he didn't follow that form, he wouldn't be able to find a way to retreat with his whole body!

Backwards, blocking, avoiding?

How powerful is Rheinfel's computing power? In the blink of an eye, he has thought of dozens of ways to deal with it, but each one is almost a dead end.

Once you retreat, there is no life or death!

"You seem to have found out?" Barrow smiled leisurely, "to be able to find this so quickly proves that you are also extremely experienced in combat." It's funny, not only is the magic amazing, but even the skills are incomparable, and the younger generation has a character like you?"

Rheinfel didn't answer, his eyes were deep, as if he were thinking quickly.

"Hehe......" Bro smiled and said, "Your magic power seems to have consumed too much, you still have a maximum of ten seconds, do you have any last words that I need to convey for you?"

Rheinfel glanced at him and said coldly: "Your swordsmanship is indeed good, but unfortunately you are a lackey of the Rosemold family, and you are not qualified to ask me for a last word." ”

When Bro heard this, he just smiled faintly, as if he didn't care.

At this moment, Rheinfel's sword move was suddenly retracted.

The footsteps moved slightly, and the offensive stopped sharply.

This move is still under the control of Barrow's sword momentum!

Rheinfel retreats, he enters!

Any change, you can keep track of it!

Barrow's sword, like a light that pierces the sky, is aimed at the vital point of Rheinfel.

Rheinfel was slightly sideways and did not avoid the point.

But the retreat suddenly gave rise to an offensive.

Barrow's expression changed slightly.

It's not under his control!

He could feel that his sword would surely stab Rheinfel in the ribs and wound him!

But Rheinfel's sword will definitely hurt him too!

Wounded 300 enemies and damaged 1,000?

Barrow instantly understood Reinfel's intentions, and he actually adopted a way of forgetting life and death!

But even so, in his swordsmanship realm, this should not be something that will happen!

In this short period of time, the young man in front of him has found a gap?

That gap that you couldn't even notice?

This astonishing discovery made him lose his mind for a moment.

This moment of distraction was captured by Rheinfel.

Masters compete for a moment!

"Your flaws are bigger than I thought!" Rheinfel's voice suddenly sounded in Brow's ears.

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The third more.

(End of chapter)