Flash Sword.

If you want to talk about the familiarity of the flash sword in this world, Brando doesn't dare to say that it is one of the best, but it is also at the forefront. His flash sword is certainly incomplete, but the Cruz people have lost even more, and the Cruz royal family has not produced a sword master for many generations, and this sword technique is now only a scattered inheritance in the Knights of the Flame Clan.

Just like their quest for power, dragons like to reach the ultimate in one direction, and as part of the dragon's heritage, the Fire King's flash sword is also unmatched in its destructive power and speed.

Therefore, in this world, the best way to deal with the flash sword is to attack with the flash sword, and it is the only way to fight fast with a fast fight, and other swordsmanship is slightly inferior no matter which one. Of course, this is not to say that the flash sword is the strongest swordsmanship in the world, but because of its own characteristics, once the opponent strikes first with the flash sword, the best countermeasure is still the flash sword.

Brando's hand was almost in the position of the flashing sword's starting hand, but his mind was like lightning, and he finally suppressed his almost instinctive thoughts.

The attack of the flash sword is about one of the most gorgeous sword duels in the world, it is indeed gorgeous, and he is sure to suppress the swordsman on the other side - the middle-aged man certainly gave him a big 'surprise', but Brando himself is not bad at all, and he calmed down after a short period of surprise.

The other party's every step was calculated just right, and the sense of smell for the battle situation could only be seen in the top fighters he had seen in the previous life, but unfortunately the sky was not as good as the people, and the other party did something wrong after all.

He probably never expected that his opponent would also flash his sword.

It's like Brando didn't expect him to flash his sword too.

Brando took a step back.

The flame blade in his hand was whimpering softly, as if in response to the burning battle intent in his heart.

When the light of the flashing sword lit up, a little girl holding a long sword was reflecting this brilliant sword light in her eyes. Stunned as if by magic, he didn't move. Although Huanghuo was born in the Jiufeng royal family, the Yufeng family has a strict family education, and as the inheritor of the Yufeng mage, she has hardly lived a good life, at most she can talk about worry-free food and clothing.

In her limited memory, she went through the last ten years of her life. The only thing that accompanies her the most is ascetic cultivation and swordsmanship.

Jiufeng founded the country with a sword.

She has seen many talented swordsmen, legendary sword masters, and amazing swordsmanship, and what she remembers most is the brilliant sword light, sword shadows intertwined, weaving a dream that belongs to a girl.

She clenched the sword in her hand, and her dream was to walk the pinnacle of this path.

The apex of a man with a sword.

And what kind of swordsmanship is the top swordsmanship in this world, the swordsmanship masters of Jiufeng Secret Land often say. The technique is close to the Tao.

So what kind of swordsmanship can be called Tao.

Legend has it that the Desert Wind Sword Technique she learned was a shortcut divine skill, and after entering the ninth order, the Sword of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus destroyed the heavens and the earth at every turn, as if the whole world had attained Nirvana.

But the ninth-order swordsmanship, that is just a legendary existence, the nine phoenixes have been established for thousands of years, even if it is the sword of those sages standing in the clouds. In fact, the stunts they passed down were only a few seventh- and eighth-order swordsmanship.

Phoenix Fire often thinks about the legendary Karma Fire Red Lotus Sword in the realm of stagnation, the secret of the Nine Phoenix, the strongest stance technique in the Desert Wind Sword Technique. What kind of existence is that style of swordsmanship called the Phoenix Technique?

But at this moment, she suddenly understood something.

There is such a swordsmanship in this world-

It was as bright as light, as fast as lightning, and it was clearly the first cry of the world's first birth, but when that light came out of the box, what she saw was not the brilliance of the first birth of all things. Rather, it was a wild and uninhibited crimson flame, as if it wanted to break free from all shackles.

As soon as this flame is burned, it will go forward, as if it is about to burn the earth, and it will not be convincing.

Even just by seeing the sword. She could also understand the brilliance of this sword, it was indomitable, born only to resist everything.

This is the sword of a warrior.

Huang Huo suddenly understood in his heart that he might not be able to reach such a point in his life, and the sword in his hand could not respond to the feelings in his heart, it seemed to be a dead thing.

She is already in the realm of elements, but the sword blade in her hand only has the fire of Nirvana in the Desert Wind vein, and she can't feel the existence of her own laws at all.

That's not her sword.

Not even her way.

The little girl bit her somewhat moist lower lip tightly, and her eyes were shining, and she didn't say a word.

She was even a little distracted in her heart, and couldn't help but think, if I was under this sword, I should resist like this? How should Mr. Brando fight back under this sword?

In contrast, the reaction of Instarong and Tagus, who were on the sidelines, was much smaller, although for them, the flash sword was also a legendary thing, but sometimes, after the mind was too complicated, the world they saw and the insights they gained were much less.

The flashing sword certainly made them raise their eyebrows, but the reaction of the two, especially Brando, who was more concerned about the former.

They knew that the young Lord of Eruin could also flash his sword.

Na Xin stood still, such a battle was long beyond his comprehension, he could not see it, and he did not need to understand it, he could only pray that this young man could withstand the attack of the guard captain Boban.

He hadn't expected Brando to fight back, he had known that the captain of the guard beside the lord was powerful, but he hadn't thought it would be so powerful.

He didn't know what a flash sword was, but that didn't mean he didn't understand what it meant to have a sword that directly separated space.

Sebas's eyes widened as the knights near and far widened, they were usually closer to the captain of the guard beside the lord, including the dark-skinned young man, most of whom knew Boban only taciturn, stern and stereotyped, loyal to the Rosalin family, but rarely asked for anything by his identity.

He was even more miserable than most knights, and did not seek pleasure, but he did not seem to be an ascetic swordsman, he lived in seclusion, demanded little power, money, or beauty, and in the eyes of anyone, the captain of the guard was a strange man.

Like most of the knights in the manor, Sebas only knew that this gentleman was strong, but as for how strong, he was actually hearsay, and he got a few words of rumor from the mouths of those knights.

He is much stronger than other knights, even the captain of the knights, and those swordsmen in the realm of heaven and man must behave in front of Mr. Boban. In Sebas's mind, the captain of the guard is probably such a figure, and he is enough to win the throne in Rozarin, but that's all.

Even if this young man who is not very knowledgeable has overdrawn all his imagination, he probably can't imagine that the skills of the captain of the guard beside this lord will be put on the Swift Plain, in Jiufeng, and even in the entire Vaynd, who are all those characters who stand at the peak of this world.

Boban's sword was not only reflected in Brando's eyes, but the moment he drew his sword, it also blinded the eyes of the knights and Lord Rosalin.

Polar Realm.

The Extreme——

"The man is dead." Sebas felt a little sorry for the other party, who had not yet read Miss Delphien's letter, and did not know whether his task was completed, and he did not know how to tell the beautiful and gentle lady about it.

Could it be that the person you sent the letter to was killed by the captain of the lord's guard before he could read it?

Then he became nervous again: the diary was still with the man, and I hoped that the lord would not search his belongings, and he did not know if Miss Delphine would be implicated.

At this time, he was most worried about himself.

However, the thoughts in Sebas's heart at the moment are indeed the thoughts in the hearts of most people.

"This man is dead—"

Rozarin's thoughts are more complicated, his knowledge of the competition is richer, and the boundaries of his imagination are broader, but the biggest fantasy and expectation in his mind for the Rosalin family does not include the option that his captain of the guard will suddenly become a master of the Extreme Realm.

He was both surprised and delighted, but he was inevitably worried, and in his position, he had to consider the problem from another aspect.

What is the purpose of such a person hiding his strength to stay in the Rosalin family and behaving without desire?

Is it really for the little favor that his father once gave?

How could a powerhouse in the Extreme Realm be a little short of this?

These jumbled thoughts were mixed up in his mind, preventing him from paying close attention to what was happening in front of him, until one of his men tugged at his sleeve - the knights didn't dare to tug at their lord's arm - he didn't react.

Subconsciously blurted out and asked, "That person is defeated?" …… Go and bring that little girl here, don't do anything, she's more noble than you guys......"

He said with some weakness: "Let Mr. Boban ...... No, I mean Master Boban is here, I have something to say to him. Never mind...... Why don't you take me to him......"

"Your Excellency......" the knights' voices were a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The lord of Rosalin couldn't help but have a nameless fire rising in his heart, he really couldn't guess what his captain of the guard was planning, it seemed that the only thing that the Rosalin family was worth plotting for.

Since that thing was discovered, whether it was those ghost car people or the people around them, they all swarmed like sharks that smelled fish, how could the small Rozarin family accommodate these great gods?

…… (To be continued......)