Chapter 18: Blame
The two figures, mixed with a thick fighting spirit, were like goshawks flying and skimming the ground, and the violent sword shadows, like stormy waves, shrouded Mo Yu fiercely. However, just as they were about to hit Mo Yu, a blue figure suddenly flashed through their eyes.
Seeing that the figure blocking in front of Mo Yu turned out to be the blue-robed mage who was provoked, the red-haired man quickly shook his wrist and turned the sword to stop the castration of the sword blade. However, although the sword momentum stopped, the empty door of the two of them was revealed in a hurry.
Seeing this, Mo Yu pursed the corners of his mouth, and after his right arm was charged, the iron spear and the blue-robed mage pulled it out fiercely towards the two.
This time the power was so great that even the red-haired man both spat blood and flew out.
There was an uproar, and even Erica, who was still beating for Mo Yu just now, covered her mouth in shock, she didn't expect the battle situation to change drastically.
"Shameless! The red-haired man fell to one knee with his left hand in front of his chest and his right hand propped up with a long sword and roared.
As soon as he shouted this, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
The steel-armored man was also uncomfortable, the armor made of stainless steel on his body had sunken in his chest, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. And the blue-robed mage had already passed out due to the severe pain from the arm penetration and the impact.
Although the red-haired man was still standing, everyone present could tell that they probably didn't have the strength to fight anymore.
"Is there anything else you want to say?" Mo Yu stood in front of the red-haired man, shook his head pityingly, and said, "Do you think you are not shameless when you are three against one?"
The red-haired man stared at Mo Yu deadly, trying to use his fighting spirit, but a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and his body staggered.
"With this bit of strength, if you also learn to rob someone, will you think too highly of yourself?" Mo Yu looked at the two pale faces in front of him and smiled slightly.
"You!" the red-haired man tried to forcibly use his fighting spirit again, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath immediately withered.
"Your Excellency, good means, we have planted it" The middle-aged man in steel armor stepped forward to support the red-haired man and said in a cold voice.
"You should know what to do next, right?" Mo Yu squatted in front of the two of them, and stretched out his hand to point at the red-haired man's dark red long sword.
The red-haired man looked at the smile on Mo Yu's face, but they felt a feeling of wanting to escape. The red-haired man endured the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "No, this was given to me by my mentor, my mentor is Dreiser of the Capital Carance Academy, and he is a Dou King-level powerhouse." Your Excellency, if you let us go, our grievances will be written off. How is it. β
Mo Yu shook his head slightly, and said coldly: "You are really not afraid of death, you still want to threaten me at this time, it is not bad that I didn't make a dead hand, put down the sword, otherwise you will all stay in this confused forest forever, and the sword is still mine." β
Hearing Mo Yu's insistence on asking for his weapon, the red-haired man's originally pale face became even more ugly, obviously he didn't expect Mo Yu to be so faceless to the Douwang powerhouse.
The second brother gave him the sword. Seeing that Mo Yu's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, the middle-aged man in steel armor, who was originally silent, said.
"Big brother, is it just for him" The red-haired man's face changed for a moment, and he said very unwillingly.
"Second brother, don't say it, get out of here first and then make plans. The middle-aged man in steel armor said in a deep voice.
"Take it, I'll keep this sword with you temporarily, and I'll definitely get it back. The red-haired man immediately threw the weapon to Mo Yu and gritted his teeth.
Mo Yu casually picked up the thrown long sword with the iron spear in his hand, swept the air with his left hand, and held the dark red long sword in his hand. Looking carefully, his hand sank slightly, this dark red long sword, the body of the sword was cold, and there was a faint unknown pattern on the surface.
"Snort. Mo Yu's fingers swiped lightly on the blade of the sword, and a scorch mark appeared in his hand.
Mo Yu felt the burning of the wound on the skin of his fingers, not only that, but he couldn't help but be frightened: "Just now, you can cut your fingers with a random stroke." Fortunately, I didn't hit this dark red sword just now, otherwise I would have been seriously injured if I didn't die.
"By the way, this dark red sword still seems to be able to emit flames. Mo Yu suddenly remembered the situation just now, and tried to infuse the dark red long sword with true qi.
I saw that the dark red long sword in Mo Yu's hand burned and emitted a faint white flame, although it was not as gorgeous as the red-haired man's summoning, but like other people, they only felt that this long sword was emitting flames, but they didn't know how hot its flame was.
The red-haired man stared at Mo Yu and saw that Mo Yu could make his long sword burn, and the faint flames of its long sword filled the red-haired man's heart with fear, which he did not feel even in his mentor.
"Is there anything special about this long sword? The red-haired man said secretly.
Mo Yu put away the true qi infused with the dark red long sword, and said with a smile, "If you want to get this long sword back, you are very welcome, but I also hope that the next time you come to me to challenge me, you have to be prepared, prepare a little more good things, otherwise it will not be so easy to let you go back next time." β
"Let's go. β
Mo Yu glanced at the two red-haired men with pale faces, then waved at Nikon and the others, heading straight in the direction of the town, and Nikon and the others followed closely behind Mo Yu.
The red-haired man looked at Mo Yu's distant figure, and they both gritted their teeth, originally thinking that when they were caught, they would suddenly kill a black-haired and black-eyed boy, but they didn't expect to lose their wife and lose their soldiers.
Ge Qing's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and he sneered: "This kid is indeed powerful, but he won't live long, it is not easy for him to activate the flame sword just now, I believe my mentor will be interested." β
"Second brother, let's treat first, that kid didn't shoot anything else in front of us, I also have a healing scroll on my body, first treat your injuries a little, and then make plans when I return to the town, I feel a little uneasy." The middle-aged man in steel armor said.
"Okay, treat me first, and we'll take Amy back. The red-haired man said.
Just as the middle-aged man in steel armor took out the magic scroll from his waist, suddenly, a figure instantly rushed behind the middle-aged man in steel armor.
Suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong, and the red-haired man screamed wildly: "Watch your back!"
The middle-aged man in steel armor was also aware of it, and was turning around. A cold light flashed across his neck.
The middle-aged man in steel armor had a cold throat, followed by a tearing pain, "kicking and kicking" and taking three steps back, a face full of pain and panic, and at the throat, a blood groove quickly cracked, like an open mouth, and blood gushed like a spring.
The wound was cut so deep that the throat was completely cut.
The red-haired man saw that the middle-aged man's throat was cut by a black shadow, he covered his throat, and "cooed" a few times in his mouth, and when he had already spoken, a large amount of blood came out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground in the sky, convulsions constantly, and his eyes gradually lost color, and he couldn't live anymore.
"No!, big brother, you can't be fine. The red-haired man came to the middle-aged man and hugged his corpse and roared, "Why, Ettore are you here, why are you killing my brother." β
"Haha!, Dixon, do you want to know why?" said Ettore, pointing his sword at the red-haired man.
"You're so forgetful, have you forgotten how you humiliated me at the Academy?, blame yourself," said Ettore with a slight smile on his lips.
"You!, you wait, I'll make you miserable" The red-haired man's expression changed, and he suddenly screamed.
"Do you think I'm going to leave a legacy for myself?" said Ettore, scoffing.
"Are you going to kill me, aren't you afraid of the Mentor's wrath?" Dixon roared.
Ettore shook his head, looked at the red-haired man on the ground and smiled: "It's better to say that you are naΓ―ve or an idiot, since I killed your brother, I will naturally have a plan to deal with it, I originally waited for you to go to the Confused Forest to hunt the demonic beasts, and then look for a chance to start, but I didn't expect that the black-haired boy helped me, hit you hard, and gave me such a good opportunity, I really have to thank him." β
"Although I don't get the Flame Sword now, as long as I tell the Mentor the information that the black-haired boy killed you, and when the Mentor kills the kid, the Flame Sword will be mine. β
"Did you kill you just because I humiliated you?" Dixon roared.
Ettore stared at Dixon with scarlet eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more hideous, and his eyes were strange, as if he had seen something funny, and the laughter shook the forest: "If you use the same ordinary sword to compete, do you think you are my opponent, and the reason why you can defeat me is not because of the flaming sword that the old bastard gave you." Obviously, I'm more talented than you, why did that old bastard give you all the good things, I really doubt that you are a wild seed born by him. β
"It turns out that you are jealous of everything I have gotten, and I can't imagine that you even slander your mentor. Dixon gritted his teeth.
"Let's do it, I can't imagine that I will die in the hands of you shameless villain. Dixon closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
Ettore said gloomily, he took a deep breath and smiled: "Don't you be noble for yourself, you are not full of evil deeds. β
"In the next life, don't be my enemy again. Ettore sneered, and the long sword in his hand came out with murderous intent.
"Whoever sees everything here has to die. β
"Ahh......h
All kinds of terrible screams sounded, but in the blink of an eye, it was quiet again......