Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Sword Emperor Fights the Wind Sword
"Cut, there's no flaw, no matter what I do, I can't create a chance!" Li En smiled bitterly and shook his head, vetoing the plans he came up with one by one, and the secret action could not use the unity of divine qi, because the slightest leakage of yin qi would startle the snake.
"Li En, the time for the talisman seal to be effective is running out, haven't you thought of a way yet!" The talisman that Yaniras had attached to her head had already disappeared halfway, and suddenly her ears moved slightly, "Someone is coming, it's Estiel and them." ”
"Just in time, as soon as they entered, we climbed to the position closest to the queen, and as soon as Lawrence made a move, our chance would come." With that, Lane was already lying on the ground.
"Grandmother, are you alright?" At the same time as Kloth's voice sounded, Lane and Yaniras began to move their bodies, little by little, for fear of making a little noise.
"How so, this man...... There is such a strong sense of oppression exuding from the body. "Unlike Estelle and Kloss's agitation, Sherazade is very calm, so she can feel the strength of the enemy. At the same time, Li En and the others slowly approached the fence of the balcony, and there was still a quarter of the talisman remaining.
"Listen, Princess Colotia, the so-called state is like a huge and complex guiding device. People are like crystallized circuits that contain power in them, and organizations and systems are the gears that mobilize power...... And the land that wraps it together is the framework of the conductor. Lawrence's sense of oppression continued to increase, and he walked forward slowly, one step at a time as if stepping on the hearts of everyone present, "If you can't master this knowledge, then you are not qualified to be the queen of the lord of a country." ”
"I don't quite understand what this is all about, but it looks like you don't mean to release Her Majesty, do you?" Estelle definitely didn't understand this kind of profound remarks, and the long stick pointed at Lorens, why is there so much nonsense, it's not to fight. Hearing this, Lane and Yaniras changed their postures, from lying on their stomachs to squatting, their legs were strong, and they could jump at any time.
"Hehe, yes, in that case, I'm going to show some real strength too." At this point, Lawrence didn't plan to hide any longer, taking off his mask to reveal his true face. The tough facial lines, pale golden hair, and slightly melancholy eyes made the four women present secretly praise. It has to be said that the village of Hamel is full of handsome men and women, Joshua, Karling, and Reinhardt are among them.
"Although you are women, I don't plan to show mercy to my subordinates, take the move" Before the words fell, the sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling sword light enveloped all three of them. The two people lurking on the side pressed the handle of the knife with their hands, and the talisman seal was about to disappear.
"Who wants your men to show mercy!" Estelle is not inferior to men, and she is the first to face the sword light, and the final of the martial arts conference gives her some experience in dealing with the sword emperor. The whip shadow rapier responds at the same time, the timing angle is impeccable, they are a team, and the whole body is launched with a touch.
"Cassius's daughter should have such courage!" When he took off his mask, he was no longer the man of the Intelligence Department, and the man laughed, and the sword aura was rampant, and the room was full of calm.
A dark room hides two people, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, the tall and thin old man is in good spirits and does not see old age, staring intently at the battle in the queen's bedchamber. The short and fat middle-aged man still has an overly wine-colored straw bag posture on his face, and he looks heartless.
"Philip, don't keep an eye on it, the silver-haired boy won't hurt His Majesty." The first to speak was short and fat, and his silhouette could be vaguely seen through the faint light that penetrated, it was Duke Dunant.
"Lord Duke, you are not worried about Your Majesty at all?" The old man was naturally Mrs. Hildan's attendant at the same time, and now he was the butler serving the duke, and the outside world thought that it was not worth him to have such a family master.
"Don't worry, the silver-haired kid didn't plan to hold His Majesty hostage at all, otherwise it would be useless to put a sword on His Majesty's neck." The casual tone was the most correct judgment, and it was really a failure, and it was gold and jade.
"Huh?" Just as Philip was relieved to leave with Dunant, the tide of battle took an unexpected turn.
The stick is strong, the thin sword is fast, the long whip is dexterous, and the three of them are like one, and for a time they are equal to the sword emperor's unparalleled sword skills. Especially Estelle, after a lot of training, her strength has greatly improved, and she was not so obvious under the cover of her companions before, but now she is finally showing her grandeur.
"Up!" The two of them, who had been waiting for a long time, slapped the armrests and leaped in front of the queen. Levi's reaction was so swift that his body flickered, leaving a doppelganger in place. The main body swept towards the balcony at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and before it arrived, the sword qi was already pouring like a shower.
"Void Slash/Eight Leaves Extermination!" Lane and Yaniras shot at the same time to create a solid sword curtain, and behind them was the queen, and they must not let go of a sword aura. The clanging was endless, the big and small sword qi hit the knife curtain, the sword qi flowed chaotically, and the knife curtain couldn't help trembling and holding each other.
The sword qi is about to be exhausted, Levi is already close to the front, the person is the sword, the power of one sword is far better than the superposition of all the previous sword qi, and it is definitely not something that the two can compete with.
When the crisis came, Li En not only did not panic, but raised his head, and the corner of his mouth grinned a successful smile. Leviton feels bad, changes his tactics to defend, his fighting spirit is full, the sky and the earth have no color, only gray and white, I am Shura, this is hell!
There is a fresh breeze on the lakeside, and between heaven and earth, where is there no wind? The wind is colorless, colorless, pervasive, everywhere, there are knives in the wind, and blood is splashed!
The knife was successful, but the young swordsman frowned, because the effect of this knife was far lower than he expected.
"Arios Marklyin, one of the Eight Leaves One Knife Legend, I didn't expect you to come." Although Levi is not injured, his fighting spirit is rising, and after ten years of bloody battles, he has not suffered any serious injuries, and small injuries are nothing.
Arios didn't speak, just raised the knife. He didn't take the mistake just now to heart, he was not a killer, and the sneak attack could not succeed, it was nothing more than a frontal battle, with momentum like a hurricane, sweeping everything.
"This feeling, like facing a storm, the name of the Wind Sword Saint belongs to you!" Between the words, the spirit and spirit have climbed to the peak. I thought that Cassius was not there, and no one was worthy of his full sword, but I didn't expect that there was just one in front of him, so come, fight!
"I will accept Shura's praise, and from now on I will be the Sword Saint of the Wind!" Arios was pleased with the title, and in return, I should do my best.
The qi was mighty, the momentum collided, and the invisible mirror between the two of them was violently agitated, so that the debris in the center of the dormitory was distorted, and the mortals retreated from the transcendental battlefield.
"Your Majesty, it's rude!" Anilas picked up the queen and left the balcony of the palace to return to the room where she had been lurking. The dormitory has been completely reduced to a battlefield of two monsters, and Alicia has no force, and the slightest carelessness will have unimaginable consequences.
"Retreat into the hallway!" Seeing that the queen was unharmed, Sheila also dragged her two companions and retreated outside the door.
After the competition, the two finally officially fought each other! In the first meeting, the two gave up their skills and collided head-on. Swords intersect and compete with each other, like two brute bulls wrestling, and the momentum is huge. Occasionally, a little aftermath escapes, and everywhere it passes, it is all powder.
The only one who stayed in place to watch the battle was Li En, who was already surrounded by clouds and mountains in front of him at this moment, and the Qilin Gong was almost at its peak. If it weren't for Lane's insistence on pretending to be forced, it was really rare to see such a high-end duel. The last time he missed the peak battle of the Sword Immortal Swordsmith, he regretted it so far, and this time he will definitely not leave if he can't hold on, even if he misses the last two boss battles, he will admit it.
The wrestling two shouted in unison, each flying upside down, and before they had all their retreats, they rushed forward again like a spirit. This time it was not as magnificent as before, but silent, every move was clear and clear, and at first glance it seemed to be feeding each other between the same door. It is not difficult to find that the swords have not collided once in dozens of rounds!
If the first time is more than strength, it belongs to the thunder and rain. Then the second time is to compare the skills, that is, the thunder is light and the rain is big, and the real kung fu is seen in the subtleties.
Li En, who has been strong until now, has swollen and painful eyes, but he still keeps his eyes open with perseverance, for fear of missing a slight, these two people are competing for things that are difficult to buy, and they realize that a little can be used for life.
I don't know how long it took, maybe just a minute, maybe an hour, and the swords finally intersected again, and they parted with one touch, without much entanglement.
This crisp sound means that the winner and loser of this round have been clear, but unfortunately everyone present did not see who won and who lost!