Chapter Eighty-Six: The Battle Between the Killer and the Swordsman
"Click, click, click."
The sound of metal boots on the hard gravel echoed through the empty barracks, and Fiona wore light iron armor with an elongated sword pinned to her waist like an ornament.
Suddenly, Fiona stopped, her left hand resting silently on the hilt of her sword. It's too quiet, it's too quiet today. This is the camp of the swordsman squad of the Supervisor's barracks, where three hundred elite swordsmen are stationed, and although Fiona's team has always been strict in military discipline and there will be no noise in the barracks, it would be too strange if they hadn't even encountered a patrol squad after coming in for so long.
A gentle breeze blew in her face, gently blowing Fiona's short rose-red hair. In addition to a faint coolness on the face, the wind also carried a trace of blood.
He looked at the gate of the camp, where there should have been a guard guarding the gate, which was now empty, and the smell of blood was strongest in that place, although there was no blood to be seen. Fiona's eyes drooped slightly, as if she had thought of something.
"Thornβla." Slowly pulled out the thin sword at her waist, and the thin sword that exuded a chill hung down beside her, frowned, and walked quickly to the inside of the barracks.
"Let's get out of here first." Rui Wen stood and let An Chen hug her for a while, then she said something thoughtlessly, directly hugged An Chen in her arms, and walked out.
"Ahem." Although An Chen's body is a woman, he is still a mature man at heart, okay, it is still very embarrassing to be picked up by a girl, coughed An Chen said, "Rui Wen, I can walk by myself." β
"There's not much time, I'll be quicker." Rui Wen still has that serious tone.
"Okay." After all, Rui Wen's words, Anchen couldn't refute them.
Walking out of the dungeon, he got used to the dim light underground, and the sunlight outside made Anchen a little unable to open his eyes. I blocked my eyes with my hand, and I could barely see the situation outside. The camp outside was empty, and the two guards guarding the door of the dungeon had lost consciousness and passed out by the door.
Rui Wen was about to leave with An Chen, but a voice came.
"Distinguished guests come to visit, don't you stay a little longer?"
With a look in their eyes, Rui Wen and An Chen looked over, and a slender figure walked over, holding a sword in his hand, and the blade reflected the sunlight.
An Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he said to Rui Wen in a very low voice: "Be careful, she is a hero-level force." β
Fiona looked dangerously down at the man in front of her, with her brown cloak, broken knife on her back, and silver-white hair. The person who is willing to take this risk to save the trickster Anchen, if the information is not wrong, there is only one. Fiona cautiously raised her raiser: "Long years up, Banished Blade, Riven." β
Riven frowned, the situation is not good now, if she is entangled by Fiona here, things will become very complicated.
"Sen!"
The sword moved, like a spirit snake that had been lurking for a long time and waiting for an opportunity to move, rushing towards Rui Wen's wrist, trying to force Rui Wen to stay Anchen.
Rivien's figure stepped away, just in the right amount of Fiona's sword, and with a wrong step, a cloud of dust was kicked up and scattered into Fiona's eyes.
Fiona gritted her teeth, the blade of the sword turned helplessly, sweeping away the dust, and when she turned her head to look again, Rui Wen had already jumped onto the roof of the barracks with Anchen and ran towards the outside of the city at a very fast speed.
"Humph!" Leng snorted and was about to catch up. A cold light swept across Fiona's throat.
"Tread, step, step." Taking three steps back, Fiona clutched her neck and looked fiercely at the person in front of her. At that moment just now, if she hadn't dodged away in time, she would have become a corpse.
In front of her was a man in strange red and black armor, helmet and a visor that made it impossible to see his face. A dark red pupil swept over Fiona's neck, where there was a thin line of blood, but it was only a wound that cut the epidermis.
Looking into the man's eyes, Fiona felt an inexplicable coldness, a coldness of death.
Fingers touched the blood on the blade of his arm, and the man stared into Fiona's eyes, and a hoarse voice came from under the mask: "Sorry, this is not the way. β
"Tsk." Fiona smacked her mouth, shook her wrist holding the sword a few times, and with a shake of the thin sword, the whole person turned into a sword light and stabbed at the man.
"Not bad." It was still a hoarse voice, and the afterimage passed by.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept up inside the barracks.
In mid-air, An Chen looked back suspiciously, Fiona didn't catch up, but was blocked by someone. Looking at that person's back, An Chen gave birth to a familiar feeling for no reason. Who is that, and how can it suddenly strike?
Fiona's eyes flashed with a gleam, and then, the sword! It's just an ordinary sword, without any sword moves, and it exudes a thorough killing intent in the hands of a hero-level powerhouse. The blade of the sword reflected the brilliant light, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the man's throat.
The man calmly did not dodge, as if he was frightened stupid. The sword came, and his footsteps moved sideways, and he suddenly disappeared in front of Fiona. A shadow appeared in the shadows behind her, and the shadow's scarlet gaze condensed on the back of Fiona's heart, and the blade of her hand flickered coldly, faster than Fiona's sword, so fast that only a cold light could be seen.
Fiona's sword arced across her back.
"Dang!" The two blades intersected, and there was a crisp sword groan. Fiona narrowly blocked the man's blade stabbing at his vest.
The figure flashed, and the two staggered.
Everything happened in a millisecond unit of time, but the two of them had already made several moves.
"Who are you?" Fiona held the sword, the blade trembled, this is not Fiona's exclusive accessory, just an ordinary rune ritual sword, both hardness and toughness are only at the upper middle level, it can't withstand this level of combat at all, and it has not recovered from the collision just now.
There was a low voice in the armor, hoarse like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against rocks, which was uncomfortable, and many people had heard this voice, including An Chen: "Fortunately, you can call me, robbery!" β
"Ninja, professional killer." Fiona's eyes were a little cold: "When did you start to take care of our military's affairs?" β
"If you want to take care of it, I'll take care of it." He tilted his neck indifferently: "Are you ready?" Next time, my knife won't be so easy to block. β
Fiona shook the sharp sword light and slashed at the throat of the robbery, and the figure of the robbery disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a shadow around Fiona wriggled and several the figures of the robbery appeared.
Fiona frowned, this should be a phenomenon of high-speed movement leaving an afterimage in the air, there should be only one real body.
The long sword in her hand narrowly blocked a blade, and the afterimage of what she regarded as an illusory catastrophe around her still attacked Fiona, and she jumped backwards rapidly, still leaving a wound on her waist, and blood dripped on the ground, staining the ground red with sand and gravel.
The afterimage slowly dissipated, and suddenly appeared from Fiona's right, "Dang! The two swords clashed, and the two of them quickly ran away at the same time.
The afterimage of the robbery is different from most of the afterimage skills, through the condensation of the power of the runes, his afterimage is not an afterimage in the real sense, but a number of rune distribution points that exist in the space almost at the same time, resulting in each afterimage is actually an attack of the robbery itself, which is almost a must-kill blow, but Fiona still dodged it, beyond the expectations of the robbery.
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Reply to the person with a broken bone and keep silent: I am making up for the class today, but I still got home early, so today's update can be a little earlier. There may not be a way to add to it tomorrow, and although I am resting at home, I have a lot of homework. As for the National Day holiday, it should be added, although I don't know how many days we will have on the National Day, hey.