Chapter Seventy-Four: The Sword God's Might
Since then, the one-armed swordmaster has been out of revenge, the wandering swordmaster named Pusia is an out-and-out freak, legend has it that he once crossed the level to slaughter a tenth-level two-headed dragon in the Endless Sea, and since then people have also called him the Dragon Slayer Swordmaster, he has only failed to challenge the paladin once, and even some of the most famous peak paladins have been defeated by his sword.
Even the mid-level Ali Xi of the domestic paladin can't beat it, let alone go to Spectrum to fight, it's not to take revenge but to find abuse.
However, since extinguishing the heart of revenge, Thiago has found that his cultivation is becoming more and more complete, and he is about to touch the bottleneck of the god level, and he really doesn't know if the appearance of Dao Puxia is a blessing or a curse.
"Is that the man? Why can't I feel his aura, could it be that he has cultivated a fighting aura that can hide his aura? Thiago said, staring at St. Uran outside the camp.
"Dear Sage, it is this person who has killed the wings of my love will chase the wind." Will said respectfully, no matter how high your status is in the human realm, you must have a sense of awe for the powerhouses above level 9. Even King Charles couldn't call out the level 9 powerhouses under his command, and if there was a task that they needed to complete, King Charles could only go to them to consult rather than order.
"I'm going to fight him, and you're here to watch!" Although he didn't see this person's cultivation clearly, Thiago was extremely confident in himself, the other party was just a Sword Saint, and he had already been a figure at the peak of the Sword Saint for a long time, and there could not be too many freaks like Puxia in this world.
Thiago seemed to walk slowly, but it was extremely elegant, a small step that could take a few steps beyond a normal person's distance, and the sense of incongruity was extremely uncomfortable to look at, and his stride was a different feeling than Ares'.
"You've lit the fire, and you're about to touch it, but it's a pity you've met me." Saint Ulan shook his head regretfully and said.
Thiago frowned and said, "Arrogance! It would be your honor to give your name before you die, and if you can remember me. ”
Saint Ulan shook his head and said, "There is not so much to say about the dead. With that, he disappeared in place.
"So fast!" Thiago was startled, and hurriedly filled his body with fighting energy, ready to guard against the surprise attack of St. Ulan. Over here! Thiago felt a huge red flag coming at him, and he felt like drowning in fear!
"Ding!" Thiago managed to block one of Saint-Uran's swords, but the cold sweat had already soaked its body, and if it had been a little slower just now, he would have been in a different place. Feeling the tremor of his right hand as a result of the strength of the opponent, Thiago was terrified.
"You're a tenth-level sword god?" Thiago asked, horrified.
Saint Ulan shook his head and sighed as he looked at the long sword that had been knocked out of his hand: "Although I wrap you with fighting spirit, all mortal blades will always be mortal blades. ”
"I'm asking you, even a sword god can't insult me like this!" Thiago said angrily when he saw that St. Uran ignored him at all.
"You use a sword fighting technique? What is the relationship between the white snow sword god Hu Feng and you? St. Uran asked.
"I am a disciple of the Sword God Academy, and the White Snow Sword God Hu Feng is the ancestor of the Sword God Academy!" Thiago replied.
"Oh, his own skills are mediocre, and the disciples he brought out are not as good as the generation!" Saint Uran said lightly.
"You can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult the dean! If he's still alive, hearing your words will cut you into pieces! Thiago said angrily.
"Am I not right? Hu Feng was killed by me back then, even if he comes back to life, I can kill him again! St. Ulan said.
"What? Back then, the dean was killed by the founding master of St. Ulan, and you don't want to talk nonsense here! Thiago said incredulously.
Saint Ulan smiled strangely, not because he said anything more, and disappeared in place again.
At this time, Thiago's eyes suddenly widened and said, "This, is this a battle against the wind?" Otherwise, how could there be such a fast speed? The tenth-level powerhouse is still using the Wind Fight, is it ......" Thinking of this, Thiago's heart almost stopped beating.
"If you are distracted in a duel, you will die!" At this moment, Thiago suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and the words of St. Uran rang in his ears.
"Poof!" Thiago looked down at his chest in disbelief, a sword piercing his heart through his back, this time his heart was completely unable to beat.
St. Uran said in his ear: "My name is St. Ulan, and I am only telling you my name so that you don't want to die." ”
"Uh...... Eat...... Poof...... "Thiago opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't spit out a word that people could understand, and his mouth spat out pieces of blood. In the end, he died completely with a tilt of his head, but his eyes were still wide, as if he was unwilling to die.
"Wow~" The entire Rigard military camp was in chaos, and the strongest person in their hearts died tragically in the hands of the other party after only taking two moves in the hands of the other party......
"Shoot the arrows! Shoot him! Will only felt that his hands and feet were cold, but he did not forget to order his men to shoot this old man like a demon god. To be able to kill a peak sword master so easily, this person must be a sword god. When did St. Ulan come out with a sword god? Will felt as if he had fallen victim to some kind of conspiracy.
No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to face this overwhelming rain of arrows, which is even mixed with the crossbow arrows of this city-breaking magic bed crossbow, Saint Ulan made full use of his speed advantage, took a zigzag to dodge left and right of the route, and kept approaching the Rigaard military camp.
"Can't let him get close to us, shoot him!" Will roared, not knowing what the disastrous consequences would be if such a killing god were allowed to storm his camp.
Although Saint Ulan was fast, he also frowned in the face of the rain of arrows that oppressed like a dark cloud, a god-level powerhouse is not a real god, and if he is shot by so many crossbow arrows in the front, he will be seriously injured, not to mention that it is also mixed with the magic of these mages. The St. Ulan's pace was so ethereal that the crossbowmen could barely aim, but it didn't matter, they didn't have to aim at all. Nearly 20,000 archers and 3,000 magic bed crossbows covered shooting still need to be aimed?
St. Ulan's knowledge that it was impossible to continue like this, so he rushed directly into the camp with his injuries, and then the whole camp was like a bomb......
"The marshal is dead, the marshal is dead!" The voices of several soldiers were suddenly heard in the barracks......
Chu Heng smiled and looked at all this through the reconnaissance worm, it was obviously very stupid for a tenth-level powerhouse to directly fight an army of 200,000, but if such a powerhouse used the decapitation tactic, the whole situation would be reversed. Moreover, neither St. Ulan nor the people of Rigadian knew what to do, and at some point the body of the one-armed sword saint Thiago disappeared, leaving only a small pit in its place......