Chapter XXX Hunting

Reluctantly turning around, Leohard only felt a silver light flickering in front of him, and at the same time, the wind was howling in his ears, and under the influence of the environment, he couldn't even tell whether the silver light was a sword or a knife, and the long sword in his hand had reflexively picked up from below and collided with it fiercely.

Two weapons, one black and one silver, one was blessed by the [Fool] frame, and the power as solid as a stone was vividly exerted at the moment of counterattack. The other, supported by the enchantment of the bronze-level magic equipment [Glory of the Brave], is incredibly powerful in sheer power.

Maybe it's because they're confident in their own strength, or maybe neither of them can react, and neither of them has any intention of stopping or dodging. So, at the same time as the thunderous metal clash sounded, the sword and the fist finally collided violently.

The next moment, Leohard gritted his teeth, and his body continued to take several steps back, his steps were so heavy that even the long sword in his hand had to be inserted upside down on the ground to stop retreating. At this moment, he found in disbelief that even if he had already used his skills, he was about to be bounced away by the fierce force of recoil!

However, when he raised his eyes to look ahead, he was horrified to find that the empty-handed attacker was only a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his body did not show the slightest sluggishness.

The long sword is not suitable for hard fighting, and after having to fight hard, Leohard's original vitality that was not perfect suddenly fell to about sixty percent, and his hands and feet were even more uncomfortable, and even the action of drawing the sword from the ground was a little slower.

He couldn't understand, and he didn't have time to think about how the other party could ignore the eerily large impact.

Staring at the figure that was almost instantaneously attached to him, he clenched his long sword sharply, roared angrily, and raised his hand to slash at the other party, the slash was swift and heavy, there was no conspiracy, no sideways, just a dignified slash.

He didn't believe that the other party would be in danger of being hit by his sword when he was in shape, and he would risk death to stick to him.

You know, it's just a gamble, but in the face of this unreasonable close-quarters fight, Leohhard has to gamble.

He knew that from what he had learned from that momentary contact just now, he could be sure that the combat strength of the two of them might not be much different, but at least in terms of strength and speed, he would definitely be defeated.

Of course, if they can maintain a mid-range fight, he will have a chance to fight back as time passes. And if the other party pulls the distance to a short or zero distance, at that time, it will probably be the time when he dies in battle.

But just as Leohard was speculating about the next battle, in the face of his dignified slash, the man in the darkness just sneered back, and with a slight step on his left foot again, his body was like a swimming fish swimming against the current, and he strangely attached to the blade of the long sword in his hand, and rushed diagonally!

Acceleration skills? Leohard thought disheartenedly.

Of course, no matter how precious the acceleration skill is, he will not be unseen as a professional gamer who has been active on the battlefield long enough. What really made him give up was that as a professional gamer, he clearly understood how high a level of a person who can operate while accelerating is.

Not to mention how terrifying it is for a person who can walk with a sword on his feet.

Pressed by the swift and precise pace without the slightest respite, Leohard, who understood the strength of the opponent, no longer paid attention to victory or defeat in his heart. He was just trying to see the other party's face clearly, wondering if the other party was the main force of that club, and he didn't have to be busy with tasks to come here to kill him so freely.

It's not logical, but it's happening.

He stared at the front of him, only to see the cold sword wind blowing through the man's dark hair, and under the flying hair, an expressionless, ordinary-looking, featureless Asian face was revealed.

At the same time, there was also a fist that was as fast as thunder.

The fist was coming, Leohard could not breathe as if his heart was being pinched, the feeling of suffocation pressed his chest, his eyes were wide without thinking, and some of his pupils were only the fist that reflected the silver moonlight.

Without thinking, Leohard stepped forward with his left foot, released the hilt of his sword with his left hand, and retracted his right arm in the center, and before the fist smashed into his chest, his left hand and right arm were crossed in front of his chest, reflexively performing a defensive gesture of hand-for-life.

The next moment, a terrifying sound of flesh and blood squeezing sounded between the two of them, and it reverberated firmly into the distance.

Looking at the vitality that instantly dropped to the danger line, what flickered in front of Leohard's eyes was a hint of the negative effect [Cripple]. This made him smile bitterly, but although he no longer cared about winning or losing, he didn't want to be caught.

I saw that his dark blue eyes revealed ruthlessness, completely ignoring the fact that the palm of his left hand became bloody and blurred, and the moment he was hit by a fist, he fell into the man's arms, and at the same time, the right hand holding the sword emitted a strong white light, and the hilt of the sword made a piercing sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by a strong wind, smashing into the opponent's chin from the bottom up.

But in the face of this blow, the man did not dodge, but his body shrank slightly, and at the same time, his right hand was lightly raised to his sword-holding arm, and his tried and tested box bottom technique [Reverse Handle Strike] lost his head like a headless fly, and inexplicably smashed into the air.

Immediately, a calm big hand held his neck, and with a blow and a sweep, his whole person was like a spinning top, the long sword left his hand in an instant, and he was punched several times in the chest and temple, and then he was inexplicably pressed to the ground, and he fell dizzy, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that he had almost bottomed out, with only a trace of vitality left, Leohard no longer tried to resist, but asked lonely: "Are you from that club?" ”

Seeing that the man did not reply, Leohard sneered sarcastically and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, with your skills, I don't believe I can't find you." ”

There was no response either, and the man behind him just asked indifferently, "What is the purpose of your coming?" ”

Leohard seemed to have heard something funny, and asked: "Master, I won't tell you if I don't say it, even if I do, do you dare to believe it?" ”

Then there was silence behind him again.

Unwilling to lie on the ground like a lost dog again, Leohard chose the option of suicide due to being subdued, he felt the ruin from the heart, and laughed loudly: "I am Leohard of [Crescent Coffin], I will find you!" ”

Then, his eyes gradually lost focus, his pupils dilated, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a pungent dark green liquid, and even his head, which had been upright, fell to the ground weakly, becoming silent.

Glancing faintly at Leohhard, who said that he wanted to find him, the man who had been standing straight was still silent, only his arms slowly swiping in the air.

He had realized that he could not solve this problem alone......