The fierce attack was like a sudden storm, and it instantly reached the front of Duke Fino. The speed was very fast, and the action was sudden, which surprised Duke Fino and was not within his reason: "Why doesn't he follow the rules?" ”

Also, the Toledo clan has never been combat-oriented, and they have spent a lot in high society, and they unconsciously use the communication methods of the upper class to Blade and others. However, they are not superior people, they are avengers with hatred for vampires!

The hatred that came from the original owner of the body left in the body coincided with some of the thoughts in Lin Jia's mind, and in an instant, he jumped out, grabbed the big sword in his hand and slashed down fiercely!

Slash!

Turn around and pick it up!

Turn around and slash three!

Three moves in a row, all the moves were aimed at Duke Fino's head, and the three skull-shattering blows were still not enough to vent the hatred in the heart of the holy sword!

Turning around, twisting his waist, at an angle that seemed impossible to move again, Linga's body twisted strangely, spun around in the air, and placed the big sword in his hand in the best position again - slash again!

Like a divine dragon descending from the sky, it continued continuously, and the surging attack appeared in Linga's hands.

Ringa's Golden Finger [Holy Sword] armor is a mecha known as a weapon master in the game, and is proficient in various weapons and combat techniques. In the game, all kinds of martial arts are called gestures, which are used by the Tiannuo warriors.

And the [Holy Sword] is the one who has achieved it.

[Ripping Crane Strike] is a unique stance of a dual-wielding slashing weapon, characterized by continuous slashing and strong suppression. The knowledge and skill of posture were constantly transmitted in Linga's mind, and every time he passed, Linga applied this skill to Duke Fino's body, using the power of the battle armor, the weapon left behind by the holy sword, and the powerful technique - to slash him!

The wind is raging, and every time the big sword sweeps, it will take away a large piece of flesh and blood, a chain of five swords!

Furious, the blade of the sword dug deep into the duke of Fino's sternum, pushing him backwards and kicking him away!

At this time, the surrounding nightkin had also surrounded and stretched out their claws towards Ringa.

But Lin Jia didn't panic, and swung the blade of the big sword across his chest, flipped his wrist, swept his big arm, and the enemy group was killed!

Then with this turn, Linga touched the ground on one knee and quickly slid on the ground, rushing towards Duke Fino, who was recovering quickly and barely struggling from the ground.

The great sword slid on the ground in a strange trajectory, the sharp sound was like a hellish fluctuation, and the moment the blades and flesh met, the light seemed to dim for a moment.

However, after all, Lin Jia had just gained this power, and it was inevitable that it would be a little difficult to control the move, and the original smooth moves were not big at some joints, but they were enough for Duke Fino to escape.

"Whew!" With a bang, a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out of Duke Fino's body, turning into bats that fled from the gap in Linga's moves, reconverging in a corner, and Duke Fino's figure reappeared.

But at this time, his luxurious dress was torn open a few huge openings, and his face looked even paler, without a trace of blood, more like a corpse than a person. Judging by his expression, this ability to escape is a great burden even for him.

"Who the hell are you? An ordinary hunter would never have the strength of you," Duke Fino asked hurriedly, his voice no longer full of breath, and the tail sound a little weak.

Lin Jia thrust his sword into the ground, leaned his body up, and said lightly: "Whether it was before or now, it is called [Holy Sword]." ”

Duke Fino laughed, but Shulinga was so clumsy that he couldn't tell if it was from the heart, or if he wasn't smiling.

He smiled and said to Linga: "I have to admit that you won this outpost battle, maybe Deacon Firth's plan is not perfect enough......"

"Who do you know by name? Where is he? Blade took a step forward and glared at Duke Fino.

Deacon Firth, the man Blade had ever dreamed of killing, the villain who ruined his life! I have been hunting vampires for a long time, and in addition to helping ordinary people, the more important thing is to hope to find that person. Now that he suddenly heard the news of the enemy, how could Blade be indifferent.

"It was he who told me that there is a connection with you, which is why I came here" Duke Fino pouted and said, "But I didn't expect your helper to be so strong." ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Linga nodded slightly.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't fight anymore no matter what.

Duke Fino is incapable of dealing with himself and Blade, and he can't control his power. If you force yourself to fight, you will only be taken advantage of by the other party, and there is a high probability that you will be caught.

This point, whether it is the feeling of weakness in the body that comes and goes, or the vague hints of memory in his mind, are clearly telling Lin Jia to accept it when he sees it.

Duke Fino didn't feel good either, and he didn't want to give up. The most critical part of the plan lies in the blade, and with the holy sword, the person who spoils the situation, things have gone terribly.

As a pure-blooded duke, Fino can use many unique dark magic to disrupt even the Toredo clan, which is not very good at fighting, and then take the opportunity to take the blade away. But when he tried to use strange magic, he sensed the depletion of the magical energy around him—he should have responded positively to the fact that his magical energy had disappeared without a trace, and if he hadn't known that his ability to sense magic was still there, Fino would have suspected that some master magician had cut off his connection with magic.

"But...... Since it failed, then there is no need to care about Deacon's business, after all, he also said that he would only make a move this time, and if he failed, he would terminate the cooperation, if so......" Fino's eyes lit up slightly, and he had a plan in his heart: "If you want to terminate, then what Deacon is doing now will affect the benefits of my side...... Then don't blame me. ”

"Do you want to know, what is all this for?" Duke Fino said gracefully, "Then go to New York, and you will all know about the revelry on the twenty-first of September." ”

With that, Duke Fino jumped backwards and plunged into the night.

"Fake, don't you want to go!" Blade shouted loudly, trying to stop Duke Fino from leaving.

Linga's voice came from the side, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!" ”

The unpretentious sword slashed down, knocking a Nightkin who was intent on flying the blade to the ground, the blade piercing the skull, and a red and white paste-like thing splattered out.

Nightkin's regenerative power is not unlimited, and the greatsword in Ringa's hand is not an ordinary weapon, but a holy silver that can deal effective damage to evil creatures. After eating this blow, it was a fatal wound, and it was impossible for this nightcrawler to get up again.

Pulling the weapon from his skull, Linga let out a long breath, and at this point, the entire empty assembly hall was left with the remains of dead bodies, except for himself and Blade.

Linga asked, "It should be over, right?" ”

Blade slowly raised his head, turned his head to look at Ringa, and said, "No, the battle has just begun. ”