The spear and the blade of the sword staggered, and the powerful force vibrated with each collision of weapons, and the alley was filled with the echoing sound of impact, even in the moment of the city's wail, those cries of pain could not be conveyed here.

Cuchulin smiled slightly, and Gareth's momentary mistake was caught by him, so he also gained a slight advantage.

"You're a little absent-minded, are you thinking about something else?"

Obviously, it wasn't a mistake due to lack of energy.

"Don't you feel like you're making a mistake when you say that?"

The moment Cu Chulainn spoke, Gareth launched a fierce attack, and the sudden ferocious sword directly forced Cuichori to take a few steps back, and the advantage he had just gained was gone.

"Well, it's not a big deal, and I don't have any intention of making enemies of you Knights of the Round Table, and since Kadir has left, I don't need to fight you to the death, do I?"

With that, Cú Chulainn was relieved of the fighting state and easily carried the magic spear on his shoulder.

"Look, I said to that little ghost that we wouldn't be enemies of each other, just now we were just forced to do it, and since that guy has completed his magic trick, I don't need to fight with you to the death, right? How about stopping there? ”

Gareth looked behind Cú Chulainn, Kadir, who had just fallen to the ground, and didn't know when he had disappeared, obviously after summoning the black dragon, even his body had shrunk, but could he act so quickly?

"Whew... You Irish people are really thick-skinned, you almost killed me, no matter what Larry thinks, do you think that's all you can do? ”

Gareth glared at the other and was not going to take Cúchulainn's suggestion.

"Well, don't be so excited, I was forced to do it, and listening to your voice should be a beauty, I don't have the idea of doing anything to a beauty, ah, or I'll compensate you at night."

Leaving aside how he could distinguish a woman's appearance from the voice, Cúchulainn's words undoubtedly infuriated Gareth, and it would be good if he didn't add the last sentence, this amorous habit made him a good mess on Irish soil, but for the Knights of the Round Table in Britain, it could only be regarded as an insult.

"Glory to five"

Not even bothering to continue responding to Cúchulainn, Gareth just indifferently swiped the blade of his sword in his hand.

The process of paddling was unusually slow, but there was a strange feeling, even though it was only moving slowly, but it produced an afterimage under the rapid speed, which made Cú Chulainn's eyes narrow.

It soon dawned on him that it wasn't an afterimage, but an actual blade.

Such blades, including the long sword in Gareth's hand, were six in total.

Except for the silver-white blade in his hand, the other afterimage blades seemed to be made of light, with different colors, black, green, blue, brown, and red afterimage blades gradually broke away from the back of the silver-white blades and turned into five independent blades.

The glory of the knight, which belongs to Gareth's path of glory, is undoubtedly the single-handedly repelled five samurai with superb swordsmanship, and the five illusory blades are both a display of this glory, although it sounds a little magical, it looks like magic, but this is indeed the sword skill that Gareth has, if she becomes a heroic spirit in the future, this must also be one of her treasures.

"Ready, Cú Chulainn, or in the next moment, you will die by my sword."

Instead of attacking suddenly, it would be silly to remind the other side to be prepared, but the best way for a knight to erase the insult is undoubtedly to defeat the other party in the name of honor.

It's like a duel, and only when both sides are well prepared can defeat each other have a glorious meaning.

Hearing the reminder, Cú Chulainn also lost his hippie smile as before, and hurriedly set up his spear and did a good job of defensiveness.

Obviously, Gareth was already planning to attack with all his might, so Cu Chulainn naturally did not dare to slack off, in the short fight just now, he knew very well that Gareth was definitely a knight with similar strength to him.

However, he still underestimated the power of these five blades.

The next moment, the knight stepped forward, and the stone slab under his feet was even crushed, and the surge of power caused Gareth to move in front of Cú Chulainn in an instant.

At this step, Cú Chulainn reacted, watched the silver-white blade fall, and immediately raised his spear to resist.

Almost at the same time, the five illusory blades struck at the same time, but from a completely different direction, with the same force, Cú Chulainn could even hear the whirring sound of the blades cutting through the air.

Hard resistance will definitely be defeated, if it is only one sword, it is easy to say, but the same level of six swords is definitely not as simple as multiplying the strength by six times, if it is parried upwards, then the blade below will directly break through Cúchulainn's defense after all.

After reacting to his senses, Cú Chulainn immediately retreated, jumping backwards nimbly like a monkey.

The sword blade that followed did not fall, and the force was a little lighter, but it was still aggressive.

Cú Chulainn did not continue to defend, even if he parried the blade again, he could not unload all his strength, and even the blade that attacked from six different angles, there was basically no way to defend at the same time, after all, he only had a spear in his hand.

So, while jumping back, Cú Chulainn directly ignored the attacking six blades, and pushed the magic spear in his hand forward with his backhand, intending to rely on the length of the spear to come first and hit the opponent directly to defuse the opponent's attack.

This can be said to be a very risky response, but it is also the best, if you don't counterattack at this time to gain the initiative, Cúchulainn can only be suppressed by Gareth all the time.

At the back of the alley, the wall at the end, Cúchulainn would have been cornered by Gareth if he took a few more steps back, so before that, Cúchulainn had to fight back to dominate the battle.

It's just that Gareth can't think of such an idea.

Three of the six blades changed direction directly, pressing downwards and pressing the spear to the surface, and Gareth jumped up in an instant, crossing the length of the spear, and then striking Cúchulainn with the remaining three blades.

"That's too cheating!"

Cú Chulainn shouted in embarrassment, and hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed the magic spear, otherwise the only thing left was to be a gibbon, and after barely avoiding the three blades, Cú Chulainn was already leaning against the wall at the end of the alley, completely blocked from leaving.

"Throw in the towel! Admit defeat! I'll throw in the towel! Cú Chulainn raised his hands in a sign of renunciation.

To be honest, when a person who has no fighting spirit faces an opponent full of fighting spirit, most of the results presented are like this, as Cú Chulainn said, he does not have the idea of being an enemy of Gareth, but Gareth is different.

The blow just now was undoubtedly the most proud blow in her swordsmanship, the combination of instant reaction and absolute strength, Cú Chulainn couldn't block the attack with a single spear, if the Rune magic was arranged in advance, there were still some possibilities.

What's more, the quality of the magic spear is that it must hit, and if it wasn't a battle of life and death, Cú Chulainn wouldn't easily use that kind of skill, so the battle would be so one-sided.

Gareth slammed the blade into the wall, a millimeter away from Cuchulainn's ear, and he could even feel the chill spilling from the blade.

"Let you go this time, don't expect me to spare you next time!" Of course, in the end, Gareth didn't have the idea of killing the other party, and this was really not a life-and-death duel.

After defeating the enemy in one move, Gareth turned around, the five illusory blades were long gone, she lifted the magic spear on the ground, and walked out of the alley.

"Hey, my gun...."

Gareth glared back at Cú Chulainn, as if to say, "If you talk nonsense, I'll really cut it down."

Cú Chulainn scratched his head with a little headache, and said helplessly: "Okay, you can keep it for me first, and I'll go back and get it back later." ”