Sa –

At this time, Aiwen's body was almost parallel to the canopy under his feet, and his extraordinary speed made the surrounding scenery in his field of vision seem to be distorted and deformed, and he could only reach a slender phantom that could advance at great speed.

Almost just a breath flashed in front of Rudolph, and the long sword in his hand turned into Thor's hammer, which had already been knocked off before he had time to raise his sword to protect his chest.

Bang!

The crushing of the power made this bearded man who was "inconsistent on the outside" leave the ground without any suspense and was blasted out again.

At this time, what Ai Wen was using was not the White Sail Sword Technique, which he had been practicing for almost ten years since he was eight years old.

Instead, in the process of continuously killing black insects, he obtained from the lost city of Posedia in the spirit world, and did not include the mutilated version of the transcendent mystery part [Thunder Sword Technique]!

His own swordsmanship is already a half-step master, and it is not difficult for him to do swordsmanship that does not involve transcendent meanings.

With the help of "data-based vision", after only one or two months of practice, I have already reached an extremely high level.

And, Evan discovered...

Compared to the [White Sail Swordsmanship], which focuses on dexterity and balance, I am already a little addicted to this-for-tat sense of down-to-earth blowing!

Especially when the physical fitness can fully crush the opponent, the feeling of the strength being 100% vented is too hearty.

Bang ——!

Rudolph, who was knocked into the air, crashed through the undulating canopy of the trees like green hills, until his back slammed into a sky-looking tree that had broken through the canopy layer as high as 50 meters, and finally stopped castration.

"Wow!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, apparently his internal organs had been shattered.

"Ahem.."

Rudolph had just struggled to get up, and his military uniform, which had turned into rags on his upper body, was falling off one by one, and his back was covered with purple bruises.

Even if they are both peak knights, they are lagging behind in terms of physical fitness, physical liberation, swordsmanship, and so on.

Even a vain attempt to use the once invincible "Gyer Organ" to break the game did not work, and his end was already doomed!

Rudolph himself was apparently conscious, listening to the sound of gunfire and shouts of murder that had thinned out under the canopy.

The originally dim face flushed abnormally, and his eyebrows were upside down, and he let out a loud cry:

"Drink!"

Kick the trunk of the tree behind him hard, this time like a true knight, and launch the final charge against the powerful enemy who is already in hot pursuit.

【Denier Swordsmanship, Mystery, Defending in Attack!】

"Denaire swordsmanship?

Although it is rare to find a normal person among the soldiers of Cylius, who does not use a swift sword on the battlefield.

However, the ending will not change!"

The breathing method was slightly adjusted, and he also took a long leg and turned into an electric light, and launched a frontal charge against Rudolph like a heavily armored knight.

At this time, the wind on his side could no longer catch up with him.

The two of them are also like real knights with mounted spears, and the moment they staggered by, the victory or defeat was not skillful.

Boom!

Ai Wen shook off the slowly flowing "white mist" on the half-sword in his hand, and returned the sword to its sheath.

Snort –

The strong heart muscle beats, the hot blood mist spurts out, and Rudolph's eyes suddenly widen, and he let out a final murmur of disbelief:

"Uh... Swordplay... Master...!"

Puff –

With one foot in the air, the man has fallen from the canopy like a stiff stone.

Click!

Behind him, an undetectable sword mark appeared on the tall tree that only three people could hug together, and then the upper part of the tree slowly slid down the smooth cut under the action of gravity.

Whoa....

In the continuous roar of broken branches.

The almost impermeable canopy of the rainforest has been smashed into a hole by the huge canopy of the fallen exposed layer, allowing the plants in the lower layer of the rainforest to finally bask in the sunlight that they have never faced before.

Perhaps one of the humble trees in the young layer below the rainforest will seize the opportunity to thrive and become a new towering tree to occupy this scarce living space.

As at this time...

Like a certain white knight who is about to step on the majesty of Cyrius and walk to the forefront!

"Now it's harvest time. ”

Hearing the movement on the post road below, it has gradually calmed down, and I understand that there should be nothing wrong with me.

Sou!

Aven jumped sideways from branch to branch in the rainforest, landing easily to the ground.

First, after confirming that Rudolph had been killed, he dropped a "little elf" and burned his body clean to prevent the extraordinary qualities of the peak knight from breeding any inexplicable weirdness.

Then he waved his hand, and the "Győr Accordion", which had fallen not far away, was pale gold like a work of art.

The pleasant red cherry wood handle is rounded and pulped, and at the bottom of the handle is a silver plaque with the name of the gunsmith, number 2, and the date of production in the year 154 of the Haiyuan calendar.

The metal barrel of unknown material is covered with fine flame patterns, and the hard material given to it by alchemy makes this exquisite weapon still shine more than thirty years later.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

Even though the seagulls have been following the treasure team for a long time, Aven really doesn't know that this guy still has such a good thing hidden.

After all, he didn't have the eccentricity of peeping into what was hidden under the old man's clothes.

Although it doesn't have much effect on my current self.

But even if it is simply an antique in the history of firearm development, it has a high collection value. Although reality has proven that the double-barreled musket like the one obtained from the "Bloody Hand Gang" has the best comprehensive performance.

However, it is a pity that this rare weapon is put on the shelf when the collection is shelved.

Let's use it to defend a weak chicken, with his strength that hasn't increased much so now, if he is attacked by a knight above the senior level, it will be cool.

After playing for a while, I put it away.

By the time Evan stepped out of the rainforest again, the battle for the raiders had come to an end.

Bells, bells, bells...

The last major officer in the escort procession, with a half-sword in his hand, barely resisted the siege of Gary and William, his body was dripping with blood, his mouth was panting, and his steps staggered and kept retreating.

At most, he is only at the level of a senior knight, and it is very remarkable that he can hold two second-order people until now. Let the ordinary soldiers of the convoy only have to face Milan alone.

However.

At this moment, as the last shouts of killing in the Syrius language around him came to an abrupt end, his persistence no longer had any meaning.

"Whew... Whew..."

The major, who had long been exhausted, finally let out the last breath in his chest.

The long sword was knocked away by Gary's axe, and after the empty door was opened, William's double swords pierced through the chest!

Poof—

The Major's bloodstained face showed a miserable smile at the end, and he shouted with the last strength in his body:

"Billy, you bastard who should have gone to hell a long time ago!

If they don't do it again, they will take the treasure with them.

When the time comes, you won't be able to get a single copper plate commission!"

"Ha, anyway, the contract I signed with you is only to keep the treasure, and it will be the same when you weaken the enemy's strength to the greatest extent before you attack...

Besides, if you don't die, how can you show the strength of the enemy so that I can collect more money?"

A thief's voice, lightly saying words that let others die.

Bang!

At the same time, an ordinary wooden box scattered on the ground in the post road suddenly made a loud noise, and the lid of the box was blown away by a huge force.

Snort –

The curling white steam is rising.

"Gan! you guys are such a waste, you haven't even killed an enemy transcendent!

However, as the most reputable mercenary in the New World, as long as Uncle Billy makes a move, everything is not a problem.

Unless... The Pirate King himself is here!"

A shabby, golden-clad figure stepped out of the box and waved his hand to fan the water vapor that obstructed his vision.

But.

The figure, known as Billywood, turned his head to see that the last major had already lost his breath, and a group of "pirates" led by the three transcendents had surrounded him.

"You... What is it?"

When the steam dissipated slightly, and seeing the appearance of this person clearly, "Iron Bone" William instantly raised the double swords in his hand as if facing a great enemy.

And it's no wonder that William overreacted.

It's just that this guy not only splashes "poisonous juice" on his mouth, but even the enemy wants to beat him up for his companions when he hears it, and that appearance is even more indescribable.

Although he looks like a human and wears shabby clothes, he has a shiny metal head.

From the nose onwards, it is already a metal structure, and the reddish eyes stretch and retract like telescopes.

Through the cracks in his worn clothes, one could even see his equally golden bronze body, and the metal vertebrae behind him.

If you listen closely, you can still hear the sound of the tight gears on the clockwork in his body.

"Click... Click..."

In a world where the steam industry was just beginning to develop, this image of a guy is no different from a steel monster in the eyes of humans.

"Huh, you 'pirates' aren't very professional, you don't even know my name, I am..."

Thinking that the battle was over, the Arawak guide Zinaro, who was organizing his people to gather the lost mules and horses, had already blurted out at the first sight of the surrounding crowd through the surrounding crowd:

"You're... The strongest mercenary in the New World, 'Clockwork Man' Billy.!!"

"Fire!"

When he heard the word "strongest" in Zinaro's mouth, Gary had already decisively ordered the shooting, and he had already memorized the advice in Aven's mouth that "the villain dies from talking too much", so he naturally would not make such a mistake.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

In an instant, the gunfire was loud, and the blazing lines of fire slammed down on the "clockwork man" who regarded everyone as weeds and was still there in a concave shape.

Boom!

The moment the scorching buckshot hit, the two long, straight knives with thin blades around Billyliver's waist were instantly unsheathed, and his wrists twisted into a bright silver fan-shaped storm.

It's easy to keep the rainstorm of lead bullet out of you!