Chapter 135: The Sword of Rules

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In the early morning, the deserted streets of Gertdam are deserted, and the shops along the road are closed with their gates closed, and the bustling city is like two worlds away.

And when you get used to it, it becomes easy to understand.

After Xia Lan came here, he did not choose to go directly to Andyne's mansion, because since the last secret meeting, he was qualified to meet Old Shak directly.

In other words, he no longer needed to contact Shak Sr. through Andyne as an intermediary.

After noticing that there was no sign of tracking, Xia Lan quietly came to a dark alley, which was the back door of a casino.

After knocking on the door and announcing the code, he was soon greeted by a lazy man with a sleepy face.

"I remember you, you were a guest of Old Shak."

The man leaned back on a comfortable couch, covered his mouth and looked at him with a long yawn.

"I hope you'll give me a reason to disturb my sleep."

"I need to see Shak Sr." Xia Lan said with a flat expression.

The man looked him up and down, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the fourth time you've asked to see Old Shak." ”

"What? Is there something wrong? Xia Lan asked.

"I think you should know that Old Shak never meets a person more than three times!" The man held out three fingers and pointed at him, "And I don't think Shak will see you again." ”

"Is that what you mean or does old Shack mean?" Xia Lan sneered.

"That's what the rules mean."

The man smiled slightly, crossed his hands on his chest and said indifferently to him.

"Disobedience is not the right thing a servant should do."

After Xia Lan quietly observed the surroundings of her eyes, she did not find any abnormalities in her perception, so what did the obstruction in the other party's words mean?

"If the rules change from time to time, the rules don't have any meaning, and I'm just maintaining the rules." The man chuckled.

"Are you looking for death?"

Xia Lan's eyes were cold.

"I'm just looking at your qualifications."

As he spoke, there was suddenly a silver-colored long knife in the man's hand, and he held it in his hand in front of his eyes, and his eyes were cold in front of the blade.

"Actually, I really want to know what kind of person will be the person who can be valued by Old Shak!"

Xia Lan opened his hand expressionlessly, the void ring flashed slightly, and the inscription long sword given to him by Old Xia Ke appeared instantly.

"I will fulfill your last wish!"

"'Gale'? I didn't expect him to give you this sword! It's interesting, just let me see if you have the right to have it! ”

As soon as the words fell, the man stepped out with his front foot, and the whole person erupted with a strong surging momentum towards Xia Lan.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Lan grabbed the veins of the opponent's long knife trajectory, turned his body, and avoided the surprise attack launched by the opponent first, without waiting for the opponent to react next, the clenched long sword took advantage of the situation and stabbed towards the opponent's body.

The man frowned, as if he didn't expect the other party's counterattack to come so quickly.

With a twist of his wrist, the silver-colored long knife quickly changed its position, and in the electric light, only a piercing metal impact was heard, and he picked off the other party's fatal stab!

"White Wolf Night"

Xia Lan took advantage of the brief shock after the sword intersected, and launched the most powerful change of move offensive in an instant.

Such a sudden and shocking move was beyond the man's imagination, and perhaps he couldn't understand why the other party was still able to use swordsmanship in that situation!

At this time, it was too late to correspond, between life and death, he protected the long knife in time in the direction where the other party slashed horizontally!

"Bell-"

With a violent exchange of blades, the man's whole body was blown out more than ten steps away by the power of the opponent's long sword, and he just stabilized his body by kicking on the ground, but the opponent's sword blade had already followed.

"White Wolf Torn"

"White Wolf Swordsmanship" Attack Kill!

The inscription on the "Gale Wind" shone with cyan brilliance, as if it was coiled with countless wind blades, at this moment, Xia Lan felt the pleasure that she had never enjoyed before, and the sword was like a storm and wind, tearing and destroying a qiē in front of her!

The man's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity as he raised his long knife to resist hastily, but no matter how he parried, the wind blade that slashed across the opponent's sword was inflicting damage on him all the time.

It's not that he didn't think about counterattacking, but the opponent's continuous offensive didn't give him any chance at all!

His robe was torn and blood soaked his skin, and he slowly felt that his strength was waning!

What's going on here? The other party is obviously a new high-ranking swordsman! But why was he able to hold a position of repression?

The more I thought about it, the more anger rose in my heart!

However, if there is any relaxation in the battle, the situation will also be precarious!

A cold light flashed in Xia Lan's eyes, because he saw the defensive loopholes that the other party began to appear!

Just as he launched his final attack, a familiar voice suddenly resounded in his ears!

"Stop!"

However, he didn't have time to change the sword momentum, and in an emergency, the blade was the back of the sword, and the next moment it hit the opponent's chest hard!

The man's long knife took off his hand, and a cloud of jet-black blood flew out of his mouth in an instant, and a black shadow appeared, stopping him in time before the other party hit the wall.

Xia Lan calmed down the air flow in her body and turned her head to look in the direction where the sound was coming from.

Andyne!

He nodded to him with an apologetic smile and walked straight to the man.

"I'm not dead, but I'm afraid I'll need a few months of recuperation!" The dark shadow who saved the man, who seemed to be an attendant from the point of view of his outfit, answered Andyne's gaze after confirming the man's injury.

Andyne waved his hand and motioned to take him to treatment.

In the room, there were two more people left for a while.

"I need an explanation." Xia Lan put away her long sword and said to him.

"It's a pity that this is just a reckless act by a faithful person." Andyne smiled.

"I hope there won't be a second time in this behavior." Xia Lan said coldly: "Because I can't guarantee the life and death of the other party next time." ”

Andyne nodded, glanced at the messy room casually, and said, "I'm surprised by your strength, you know, the man you almost killed just now is not a new high-ranking swordsman like you." ”

"This needs to be thanked for the sword of Old Shak."

Xia Lan didn't lie, because the inscription long sword with wind attribute was completely in line with the direction of his strength focus, coupled with the excellent embodiment of "White Wolf Swordsmanship", it was only expected that he could defeat the other party.

From the very beginning, the flow of air on the opponent's body had already shown that he was not a peak swordsman, so he would not be afraid of the opponent's strength at a certain level.

After a short fight, he judged that the opponent belonged to the same speed-focused type of swordsman as him.

Fight against the same type of swordsman, as long as you are faster than the opponent, the victory is basically in your hands.

His sword is faster than his, and the results are obvious.