"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Kalenz sneered, the blade in his hand already close to Bran's body.

Brando looked at him with the same pity.

The young lord was completely overwhelmed by Veronica's momentum and could barely move. But as he watched Kalenz get closer and closer to him, the green web of light on his retina flickered layer by layer, and the panels of different attributes were rapidly switching: people.

Mana pool.

Attribute.

The Brigade Mage skill tree, the card attribute panel, is frozen on the Brigade Mage system at this moment.

Brando then smiled at Karenz, who was stunned for some reason. But Veronica, the leader of the Blue Sky Legion, noticed something was wrong first: "Hey, this little guy is Kalenz, back away!" ”

She reminded.

But it was still a step too late, and a blade of light burning with white-gold flames had already appeared in front of Brando, a blade of the white sun, and this was the first time that Brando had shown the card in a long time, and the hapless Count Karenz became the first guest to visit.

He hadn't expected Brando to fight back under Veronica's suppression, so when the blade of light gathered in front of him, the Lord Count from Cruz could only stare in horror.

He was hit head-on, flew backwards with a scream, and after performing a series of 1,800-degree twists in mid-air, he slammed to the floor.

"Lord Karenz!" The blonde girl with two ponytails, ah, sighed.

Veronica's beautiful emerald eyebrows raised, she didn't expect Brando to be able to make a move under her own coercion, she was surprised, "But it's also dissatisfied; Since becoming the Legion Commander of the Empire, no one has dared to look so unnoticed in front of her.

The female captain reached out to hold down her saber and the blue of the sky, but she thought about it for a moment and endured it. As the commander of the empire, "the Extreme Sword Saint who has already become famous, and he is now more than a hundred years old, it seems that it is undignified to bully a junior."

In any case, however, the majesty of the empire cannot be desecrated.

She raised her hand and said coldly, "Take down this guy!" Veronica stared at Brando indifferently and mercilessly, and with a wave of her hand, she swarmed behind her with more than thirty knights from the Imperial Forbidden Army Cavalry Regiment.

Veronica spoke, "Loosen the pressure on Brando, although the guys of the Praetorian Cavalry Regiment are all embroidered huā pillows, but it is enough for her to deal with a minor Eruin nobleman."

She had seen Eruin's army, and with the exception of the Knights of the Royal Korkova, who were barely considered soldiers, the others were a rabble.

But Brando felt the pressure on his body loosen, he looked up and saw the Imperial knights rushing towards him, and recognized the other party as the Cruz Guards from his outfit at a glance, "Although these guys are not Cruz's first-line legions, they are much more difficult than the knights of the Border Cavalry Regiment he just dealt with."

After all, the Frontier Cavalry in Cruz is almost like the Eruin Garrison.

Brando took a steady step back and drew his saber for the first time.

As soon as the long sword came out, the faint cold light refracted on the dark blade made the Faina, who was tied up in a ball of thorns, cry out: "...... That...... That sword ......"

"Be careful! Crimson Blessing! But the brunette boy's voice immediately overshadowed hers.

Rono got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he pressed one hand on his chest extremely uncomfortable, but the churning of internal organs was not as shocking as this moment in his heart He saw the silver hand armor on Brando's right arm, and finally confirmed his previous suspicions.

That is the Crimson Blessing, the Grip of Bahamut.

A true artifact in the minds of alchemists.

A true red flame had ignited in Brando's hand, and the flames tumbled up his arm, engulfing the Earth Sword in an instant. Brando put down his sword and slashed at the knights, and at that moment he was like a demon coming out of hell, leaving a flame behind himVeronica saw Brando's face change as soon as he drew his sword.

This is not a sub-sword saint at all, and the young man standing in front of her is a real sword master.

And when she saw the sword and armor on her right hand, she knew she had made a huge mistake.

She underestimated the enemy.

Veronica immediately grasped the hilt of the Firmament Blue, but by this time Brando had already struck the knights like a flaming immortal bird with its tail feathers turned into billowing flames.

"Attacking from the left" Otales' voice was cold and calm, and she was fighting alongside him.

"Catch that knight's attack gap!"

"Don't let go of this back-off."

"Chase!"

"Blocking this sword first has the best effect."

"Hey, little one, how did you do that?" Otales was stunned for a moment, she found that sometimes Brando seemed to know the enemy's intentions better than she did, she relied on thousands of years of experience, but what happened to Brando seemed to be explained as talent was too reluctant.

Even Ortales expressed surprise that a person could have such a high talent for swordsmanship.

Geert, Geert doesn't have such a good talent. She thought.

But the moment of the battle unfolded in Brando's eyes a different picture, in his eyes appeared one golden line after another, and these lines outlined a complex image: either attacking, defending, outflanking, in which the intentions of the knights were exposed. As soon as they lowered their bodies, a golden line stretched out from the line of attack he had prepared, piercing Brando's chest.

This is the effect of an in-depth analysis.

Maybe not perfect, but Brando found the skill to work surprisingly well for her. Especially when combined with his hundreds of years of swordsmanship experience in the past games, coupled with Ottares' guidance from the side, it is even more powerful.

The knights of the Cruz Praetorian Army were sometimes sealed by Brando's sword before they could make a move.

The knights were so depressed that they found out that something was wrong as soon as they fought with this young man, who seemed to know what they wanted to do, and sometimes he instinctively sinked his shoulders to fight back, and when he didn't even realize how he was going to attack, the other party had already broken up all possible offensive routes with a sword.

It makes you lose your sword and run away, like a mouse being teased by a cat.

However, Brando's chase every time he stopped at the last moment, much to the surprise of the knights, who knew that if they had the will, they would have killed them long ago.

But he didn't.

Is it the mercy of his subordinates?

But it doesn't look like it.

The knights didn't know why, but Veronica, who had drawn her sword out of the sheath, understood that Brando had already focused on her, and he knew from the beginning that she was going to strike.

But how did he know?

"She's going to make a move." Ottales reminded.

"I'm curious," Brando asked, while letting go of the knights' attacks, staring in Veronica's direction, "Lord Otares, which one of you and this lady was stronger in your heyday?" ”

"It's just a little girl," Otares snorted, and replied with some confidence, "I don't even have to use a sword to fight her, she's not as good as your grandfather." ”

"What?" Brando was shocked.

"Be careful, it's coming."

As soon as the young lord looked up, he saw that Veronica seemed to be in front of him in an instant, and he was taken aback, and he rolled around to avoid the opponent's blade.

Veronica was slightly stunned, thinking that this guy was quite quick to avoid, and before he could appear, he seemed to already know how to attack.

But the Legion Commander was surprised, and Brando was being scolded.

"What are you hiding?" Otales was a little dissatisfied: "Go up." ”

"Lord Otares, I'm not afraid of her in terms of swordsmanship, but in terms of strength, I'm sending this woman to the edge of the sky!" Brando explained as he hid.

"Stupid, how could she exert too much power here," Ortales rebuked in his heart, "unless she wants to tear down this bazaar with a sword." ”

Brando was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, yes, this is the druid's air market, although there is enchantment protection, it can support two gold-level duels at most, and no matter how high the strength is, it can't bear the protection enchantment.

He was stunned and almost struck by a sword, but the young man turned his head around at the last minute, allowing Veronica's sword to stab him in the cheek.

The sword qi grazed a hole in his face.

Brando felt a flutter on her face, but Veronica was angry and funny when she saw this scene, this kid dared to be distracted when fighting her, even Cruz's famous sword master was not so bold and what surprised her the most was that the other party also dodged!

"This kid ......," Veronica couldn't help but think, "if the Cruz people are good, I will definitely let him follow me and inherit my mantle in the future." ”

But of course, Brando didn't know what the female captain was thinking, and after he was reminded by Otales, he was determined to turn defense into offense.

He paused, and then raised the blade of the Sky Blue between the earth, cyan and gray light intertwined The Sky Blue is a wind-type fantasy-level weapon, not inferior to the Earth Sword Harangya in terms of level, but the earth is stable, and it is inherently restrained from the fickle wind system.

As a result, the Celestial Blue's whirlwind effect was almost completely suppressed.

With a sword hand, Brando only felt his arm tingle.

"This woman has a lot of energy." He thought to himself. However, this time he did not retreat, but drew his sword back and stabbed at the opponent again.

Counterattack.

Everyone was taken aback, the Imperial knights who couldn't intervene at all could hardly believe their eyes, and now the young man was fighting back.

"What a bold man!" Veronica was also angry, this kid was not only not afraid of her, but also wanted to suppress her from the front, which was simply a fantasy.