Chapter 138: Down
Richter closed his eyes and listened to the footsteps of Maxim rushing up, feeling the flow of the wind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Maxim didn't know, he didn't understand, what kind of power the inconspicuous knife in Richter's hand would burst out in his hands.
Maxim could see that Richter was slowly approaching the hilt with the five fingers of his right hand stretched out, as if it would take a lot of effort to grasp it.
Maxim decided to strike first, and suddenly stabbed Richter in the chest.
However, it was so sudden, completely sourceless, and shot out of thin air an innumerable sword shadow, but the sword shadow disappeared in a blink of an eye and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The sudden appearance and disappearance of the sword shadow was just a moment when the eyelids opened and closed up and down.
Richter remained motionless, his right hand still lying with its fingers stretched across the hilt as if it had never moved.
Just, changed a person.
Maxim froze instantly, the sword that had been stabbed had been forgotten, and everything remained as if nothing had happened between the two, but it was just ...... It's just that the clothes on Maxim's chest have countless vertical and horizontal cracks cut by sharp blades.
Richter said slowly: "Do you believe it now?" ”
Maxim's handsome face became extremely gray and embarrassed, as if he had lost his breath for a moment, and he could not say a word.
Jun's face changed color, and he shouted in a furious voice that had changed his tone, "Damn, you dare to humiliate me. ”
Pursing his lips, Richter sneered: "I said it, and you must believe it too." ”
originally thought that he had controlled everything, but the reality was in vain, and the huge sense of disparity made Maxim angry and lost the calm he should have in the duel.
Maxim secretly turned his heart sideways, took a step abruptly, struck three swords at Richter's chest, and shouted: "Then you will die for me!" ”
The sword out stirred up a fierce wind like a blade, scraping the face and cutting the hair, and the three swords that came out of the rage did have earth-shattering power.
Not daring to take a hard connection, Richter took two steps out of the way, but Maxim's sword did not have an advantage for him.
Because, the silver waves rolled up by countless sword blades blocked its way like endless waves of the angry sea, and when Maxim saw the situation, he shouted loudly, turned around, swung his sword to protect himself, and fought and retreated.
However, the blades were layered on top of each other, rolling up in waves and waves, like the pervasive seawater, a thread, a drop of which penetrated through Maxim's dense sword shadow, pointing to all parts of his body.
Although he made the first move, he only ended up evading the parry, and Maxim was extremely angry and aggrieved in his heart, and he wanted to fight back but could not do anything, which was an unprecedented grievance.
Maxim returned his sword with his right hand and abruptly handed out his left palm, which he decided to do, using his incomparable self-healing abilities as a breakthrough.
It's a pity that Richter has already been prepared, he knows that the other party can't be suppressed by himself all the time, and there will definitely be some strange tricks, and the biggest trick is the strange self-healing ability, so Richter has already expected it, and the sudden meeting at this time is just expected.
The corners of Richter's mouth rose slightly, he smiled coldly, put his left foot on the ground, stood firmly, and turned around with his left foot as a fulcrum, which was close to Maxim's left palm.
This is exactly what Maxim wanted, and as soon as he saw that Richter's offensive had slowed down, he immediately grabbed the sword in his right hand and stabbed straight into Richter's abdomen.
Unfortunately, he did not know that this opportunity was created for him by Richter.
I saw Richter put his sword into the sheath at the moment of turning, and pulled it out in an instant with the momentum of turning, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water, as precise as a machine, and he just met Maxim's sword.
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