The remnant light brought by the narrow, crimson sword body of Soul Arrester Fingers was like a red line that constantly changed its trajectory, and he couldn't even see the movement of the Miner lord on the ground, and he suddenly left the ground, and his whole body was like a cannonball shooting towards Brando. Come on,.! How long was that moment? It's as if Brando is opening his lungs to take a breath, but his ribcage is still there

Before he could expand, Sebes's pale, cold, wrinkled, soul-burning face appeared in his eyes, and from such a close distance, he could even see the deep folds that crisscrossed each of the other side's faces.

Fast!

Brando was terrified, the two lines of law from the shallow sea and the mountain of storm cessation in the magic flowing in the air had never moved, and the elemental power of the earth hub could not wave, this was not the skill of the frost guard, so the king of the frost knight may have reached this speed just by using the skill of swordsmanship - almost surpassing the flash sword. There was a little time left for Brando to react

It was close to zero, and there was no way to retreat, because before he could tense his muscles, the blade of Soul Arrester Fingers would hit his left shoulder, and from there down, from left to right, sliced through the ribcage, and the trajectory of the sword passed exactly past the heart, so even with his unyielding talent, Brando did not dare to try lightly.

And what about raising your sword to block? No, it's still too slow, the King of the Frost Knight will definitely change his moves, Brando's calculation is like a flash of a thousand thoughts, if the narrow blade is retracted and slashed up from the slope, he feels that he has no possibility or chance to make a second block.

There is only one chance.

Sebers slashed down with a cold face, the blade slicing into Brando's body from his left shoulder like a hot blade cutting through butter, but Brando, as if he was not injured, still raised his sword to stab at the king of the Frost Knights, and the wide and thick edge of the sword of the earth pointed straight at Sebers's chest. "Huh-" Sebes' eyebrows furrowed slightly, but Brando's movements were too slow in his eyes

The blade of the Earth Sword was still about two inches away from his chest, and Seibers calmly withdrew the sword. Gently slapping the spine of the sword on Brando's sword, the entire image of Brando froze, and then turned into countless tiny particles of magic that dissipated with the wind.

The lord of the Miner people seemed to have expected this scene, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward with his right foot, and stepped forward, and the soul gatherer Fingers in his hand was slightly retracted, as if he only needed to find the direction of Brando's retreat. It will open its claws like a predatory falcon. But to his surprise, the pale blue particles of magic dispersed, leaving nothing behind.

There was a muffled thud, and a huge force suddenly transmitted from behind, and although the undead could not feel the sharp pain like tearing, they still had to bear the impact of the blow. Sebers stumbled forward, a look of wonder and pain on his face, and Brando's sword had almost shaken the fire of his soul due to his defenselessness.

Sebers turned around, and as he turned, a long sword wound left on his back began to heal, and Brando even saw the fragments of armor that had been cut off by himself flying up from the ground and regrouping onto the Frost Knight King. But he knew in his heart that this was only a superficial phenomenon, and that the source of the power of the undead came from dark and twisted souls. He can be sure of himself

His sword had at least carved a mark on the soul of the other party.

Sebeth's frown is proof of this, and the other evidence is the pale number of injuries that differ from those of the living.

"He really guessed that I would be the queen of the wind." Brando tilted his head slightly and said in his heart.

"I said, he must have found out about my cunzài, this guy is a terrible warrior, and your wind queen Jiuyao has no advantage in front of him." Saint-Osor's voice replied.

"Good-one-field-battle-fight!" Seibers sighed faintly, "The Flash Sword, the Nine Rays of the Wind Queen, have appeared in one person at the same time for thousands of years. People can't help but sigh that time has passed. Everything is changing. But why don't you show me another legacy, which is Alphes, the Raging Dragon. Or Tiamat, the dragon of war? He raised the blood sword in his hand again

, but unlike the last surprise attack, this time Brando was also prepared, hurriedly took a small step back, his center of gravity sank, raised the sword of the earth in his hand, and put on a defensive posture:

"This guy is really sharp, and he guessed our trick at once."

"It's just your trick, I said that Seibers was born to fight, he rose from the status of a commoner to the position of lord, a 'superman', a myth among the Miners." Saint-Osor replied lightly.

"But I always felt like this guy was testing me." Brando replied in a whisper of confusion in his mind.

"Why do you say that?"

"Although the blow just now was amazing, I can feel that it is still not all the strength of that guy, and even the strength after perfecting the bronze body is by no means limited to this. If he had made a move with all his might, I would have been in a different place at this moment, not to mention that this was his extreme plain, and if he used the power of the law, I would have nowhere to escape. I felt that he deliberately suppressed his own power to make flesh

The strength of the body is only at the highest level of elemental civilization—"

The exchange between the two was only completed in an instant, in fact, at this time Sebeth had already launched a second attack, a mediocre straight stab, with no characteristics at all, but it was as fast as lightning, and people could not avoid it, so they could only raise their swords to parry. Brando distracted and shifted his sword to the side, but before the blade of the Earth Sword could make contact with Fingers the Soul Holder, Sebers withdrew his sword and stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

Both swords are typical classical swordsmanship, and if any of the swordsmen of the same era came here, they would have to be in a hurry, not because their skills were inferior, but because most of the technical specifications of ancient swordsmanship were very different from today's. However, in addition to Brando, he has had experience with swordsmen from ancient times, and there are opportunities in the myriad copies of Amber, in which players have developed a way to acquire ancient skills, so they will not be unfamiliar with many things from that era.

The battle formation swordsmanship of the Miner people is nothing more than that.

The moment of human blink is less than a fifth of a second, and few people will pay attention to the subtle action of the same kind, and at the moment of blinking, human beings will close their field of vision and replace it again, as if it were a frame in a continuous switching picture. However, it was at this moment that Seibers stabbed straight. Brando deflected with his sword, Sebers retracted his sword, stabbed again, Brando blocked with the hilt of his sword, Seabs slashed, Brando retreated, parried with his sword, and the two exchanged actions three times. As if the movement preceded the speed of sound propagation, it was only after a round of exchange that St. Osore heard the crisp sound of two swords intersecting.

The King of the Frost Knights looked up—

"Can you predict the trajectory of my sword?" Even though there was a raging fire burning in his eyes, he could still see the shock in the eyes of the lord of the Miner people, and his voice buzzed: "What's going on, I noticed that among your companions is the little princess of the Silver Elf's former days. So you've mastered their incredible skills? No, wait, not only that, although the silver elf's combat skills are Qiao, but to put it bluntly, it is just a pre-reading move, and your reaction is even one step ahead, you know in advance how I will use the sword-"

Brando gasped heavily, he didn't have as much leisure as Sebers and still had time to worry about these issues, the Frost Knight King's combat qualities were beyond his imagination. Although the latter seemed to suppress his strength in a certain range, this sword skill alone was enough for him to have no chance to relax. There is no skill, it is fast, Brando doesn't know how someone can practice the battle array swordsmanship to such a speed, the three swords that are obviously very blunt, if it is used by anyone, he can beat the opponent with a backhand, but it is Sebers, three swords are like one sword. Brando's hands were almost numb before he could stop it.

He and Sebeth were almost equally surprised.

How can it be so fast. How can three swords that are obviously unrelated be fused together? Brando thought of his grandfather for a moment, and he felt almost the same way he faced Sebes now as he did when he faced the old man. It's just that his grandfather's understanding of swordsmanship is beyond people, and when facing Sebers, he deeply felt the fear of facing death, and Sebers's swordsmanship is a real murderous swordsmanship.

Brando subconsciously loosened the hilt of the sword in his hand, the muscles were too tight and not conducive to the performance of the swordsmanship, but what could he do? The three swords before, one sword was as fast as a sword, and if the whole body was not tense, it couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all. He still felt the muscles in his wrists and forearms aching, and in just a moment's burst, he had almost exceeded his limit.

Then Saint Osor's voice came: "This doesn't mean anything, no one will give it their all in the first attack, little one, don't think I don't know what you're up to." If Cybers wields the power of the law, you'll probably have to use the God-Breaking Cone, but I have to warn you that it's a magical item that can imprison elemental power

Rare and not uncommon in our time, Seibers is not a fool, and be careful, he wields power at a level far beyond the Williams you've ever encountered. ”

Comparing Williams to Sebers, this is indeed the difference between the dim stars and the light of the moon, but Brando is not a hillbilly who has never seen the world, and the level of perfect body he himself has had, and he knows very well what it is. However, Saint Osor's words at least dispelled one of his thoughts, for the existence of a perfect body, to use the god killing to destroy the demons

The cone is really not necessary, the level of their use of power is only in the moment of flashing, only at that moment will the law line of the Extreme Plains shine like a net, but with his current level, he can't grasp that opportunity at all.

Sebes didn't immediately launch a third attack, which gave Brando a chance to breathe, and he felt Saint Osor look at him with a somewhat strange gaze: "But he seems to want me to show him the inheritance of the Dark Dragon, I feel that this guy has other plans, otherwise even if it is these three swords, I can't stop it, it's really terrifying......"

"You're wrong to think so, Brando, Seibers will definitely go all out, even if you are really the heir of Odin, it doesn't make a difference to him, as long as he draws his sword, then he must be divided into life and death, and he didn't spare any hands in the previous attack, if you were a little slow to react at that time, you would have become a cold corpse at this moment." Saint-Osore paused: "Maybe your hunch is true

But you should also face this battle with the mentality of a real life-and-death strife, and Odin will not need a cowardly successor, you should understand that. ”

Brando nodded, and the nervous tone behind the wind made him feel a little: "I can see it, thank you." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do?"

Brando's voice suddenly became muffled, and he looked up, and black flames suddenly spread out of him, starting from his back. Stretching to his shoulders and arms, the flames covered the sword of the earth in an instant, blazing, forming horns on his forehead and dragon-like wings behind his back, a vision that can only be found in a world of pure law and magic; The mark of the Fool's Blood belonging to Tiamat, the dragon of war, was almost completely opened, and at that moment, it was as if a wild fire was unleashed from the depths of his heart, and the power of his flesh instantly doubled. He bared his teeth, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, which was a little different from his usual personality, because Brando only felt a fire burning in his heart, screaming for him to release his wildness.

"He's forcing me to unleash the power of the Fool's Blood, and I don't seem to have much room for opposition—" Brando's eyes lit up with fright. "There is only one war."

"Good—"

As if he was very happy to see this, he handed the blood-red sword in his right hand to his left hand, and then stretched out his right hand, and Brando saw a whirlwind of ice dust grow out of thin air in the air, and the whirlwind gathered in the hand of the Frost Knight King, and then condensed together to form the long sword that shimmered with a faint blue light, Sina the Frost Singer. Seibers holds a red sword in his left hand and a blue sword in his right, his hands hanging down. A slight smile on his face: "Mortal, I'll give you one last chance, retreat, and you won't die-"

"He's intimidating you, you retreat, I'm afraid you won't have anything to do with Odin's inheritance. However, if he wants to let you go, it may not be really credible, you have the blood of a fool in you, and he will not let the legacy of the dark dragon be lost to the earth. Saint-Osor immediately reminded.

"I know......" Brando almost groaned inwardly. Of course he does. But the problem is that the magic floating in the air is becoming restless, and the lines of law from the three elemental planes are simultaneously generating unstable fluctuations. Only the skills of the Frost Guardian will connect the power of the three elemental planes of the Shallow Sea, the Nexus, and the Mountain of Storm Stop, and Seibers was known as the King of the Frost Knights in his time, not the Juggernaut, and Brando knew the difference even if he thought about it on his knees.

"You're going to back off?"

"Of course not—"

How can any player retreat in front of the task at hand? It didn't fit Brando's aesthetic, and he looked up and stared at Sebers' next move. Even the King of the Frost Knight was not invincible, if his conjecture was correct. At such a moment, he suddenly remembered the experience of confronting Alberton at that time, the same level of strength gap, the same duel between life and death, but he still had the opportunity to survive in death.

"Do you gain an almost arrogant self-confidence from the thrill of a surge of strength," Seibers said, "life and death cannot be changed by determination." He raised his sword, and the magic power floating in the air suddenly froze, and the law lines from the three elemental planes sank at the same time, only to see that with this frost knight king as the center, the land within a radius of one hundred feet seemed to be infused with some kind of magic power, and the cracked ground lit up slightly, and then there was a loud bang, and countless ice edges grew out in all directions in a spiral, and in a blink of an eye, ice and frost covered the entire land.

In the Frozen Ground Field, one of the core skills of the Frost Guard, in the field, the action of the Frost Guardian increases, while the enemy's action is doubled, and at the same time, at the first moment of the field unfolds, all creatures on the ice are imprisoned for half a second (decreasing depending on the level difference).

Half a second sounds like a blink of an eye, but for the existence of this series, it is the difference between life and death.

Seibers knew very well that the Wind Queen Jiuyao was meaningless under such a large area of covering attacks, as long as it remained on the ground, it was a dead end. But alas, at that moment he didn't hear Brando's inner cry: 'Sure enough, this is the moment-' Sebers tried to find Brando's figure in the mist of ice, but alas, in vain, and then he looked up in surprise to see Brando leaping high.

This......

If Seabs remembered correctly, the profession of Frost Guardian should have disappeared from the continent for nearly a thousand years since his clan disappeared from the earth. Even if it was Saint Osor, even if it was the Queen of the Wind in the eyes of mortals, it was impossible to see his move, a thousand years of loneliness, in addition to waiting, the only thing he did was to overturn the inheritance of the Frost Guard, the Frost Knight was no longer the barbarian who used the power of the three planes to bombard indiscriminately in the battle of the Sage, but what he didn't expect was that the first shot after a thousand years-

was actually seen through by the opponent.

"Brando." In Brando's heart, Saint-Osor's voice was equally surprised: "Sometimes I really doubt that you can read minds, I haven't even seen this guy Sebes, how did you react......"

"No, I won't, it's just a fluke."

But another answer in Brando's heart was: Isn't this the standard starting point of the early Frost Knight, the frozen ground control, the wind output, what's so strange?

The tactics developed by those Frost Guard players in the later stages are much more unbelievable than this.

……

(ps: Okay, finally resurrected, I want to die...... ）

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