"That's pretty much it, it's time to send you on your way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDo you have any last words?"

Claire was still firmly bound by the invisible force, and her petite body seemed helpless and desolate,

"Casillas, Lino, Rodin, I am the one who has caused you to be a burden, if it weren't for me to avenge George, I had to go to this Andrei's tomb to hunt for treasures, you wouldn't have suffered this unwarranted disaster at all!

The silk sparkle slid down the plump face, and the big Han Cassie and the gloomy Lino comforted one after another, without the slightest hint of blame.

"Didn't we say it when we set up the Wind Brigade, not to seek common life, but to seek common happiness and weal and woe. Isn't it death, the difference between horizontal and vertical is decades. “

The three of them were restrained by Andre's strange magic and could not resist, but Rodin was still free.

Sitting?

No, that's not his style!

"You have a point, but we're not going to kill you!"

After finishing speaking, the silver light on his chest was sheng, and pieces of brilliant feather armor instantly poured out, covering the whole body.

Rodin pulled out "Erwin" and clenched his hands, holding a sealed rose with silver flames fluttering, his eyes fearless.

André waited indifferently for him to finish arming, seemingly favoring the Skyrim Inquisition.

"That's right, boy, it's not the judge's style to sit back and wait. ”

"Hum—"

The black shadow flashed in front of him, and the André knight disappeared like lightning, Rodin withdrew his sword without thinking, and the power of the ancestral dragon activated the power of the rose armor amplification in full effect.

Strength and speed have increased significantly.

"Bang-"

An irresistible force slammed into the sword body, and his whole body "jumped" and took a few steps back, and his arm felt slightly numb.

"Hey, you actually blocked it?"

However, before he could recover his breath, the black giant sword slashed at him head-on.

The sword was not fast, it was even a little slow and heavy, but as he desperately moved his body to one side, he could not take a step under his feet, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his body.

You can't dodge, you can only resist.

The fierce wind blew in his face, like a sharp knife, and his face hurt.

The black greatsword magnified infinitely in the line of sight, and wisps of black electric arcs like earthworms flickered and jumped on it.

Rodin held "Erwin" with both hands, and the muscles of his body squirmed with strength, and he ate the sword hard.

"Hum—"

"Erwin" visibly trembled violently to the naked eye, and the extremely tough blade of the sword swayed from side to side.

Rodin let out a cry of pain, pulled back violently, and quickly distanced himself from Andre.

His eyes were extremely solemn.

The tremor spread along the blade of the sword in an instant, and he seemed to hold a red-hot soldering iron, and kept throwing "Erwin" back and forth in both palms.

Looking closely, I saw that the five knuckles of his palm were white, and he was violently shaken and paralyzed by electric shock, so that he could not hold the hilt of the sword at all.

André stopped pursuing, and suddenly clubbed the black greatsword to the ground, like a king, and the greatsword was his scepter.

When Rodin was almost recovered, he said in a good time: "I haven't had my muscles and bones comfortable for a long time, and I am a little rusty, and I can't control my strength for a while." Next, I will suppress the power level to the same level as you, and don't let me down if I lose too quickly. “

The tone was full of ridicule, but it didn't make people laugh.

"Since you're here for the Black Sun Sword Technique, then I'll let you have a good look. Those two swords just now are just the most basic sword moves, if your strength satisfies me, then I will let you see more!"

After speaking, the black shadows were one after another, and André seemed to be drifting in mid-air and pressed in front of Rodin in the blink of an eye.

Although "Erwin" is also a two-handed sword, it looks delicate and fragile compared to the opponent's giant sword that is comparable to the width of a strong man's chest.

This time, Andrei did not use the means of locking his body again.

In the face of the black sword attacking like a mountain, Rodin stepped on the agile steps, shaking his body back and forth to dodge, and the sword never collided head-on, but continued to swing along the side of the giant sword, unloading the majestic momentum.

However, there was no room for a counterattack.

The giant sword is just a pure slash, the strength and speed are all the same as him, the sword spine is in the middle, and there is no sharp move, but it gives him an irresistible sense of powerlessness, and every time the opponent's sword lands, it seems that there is a ghost god hidden in the shadows, blessing it with endless power.

Andrei is like a god of death with a scythe, no matter how he dodges and parries, death is a predetermined ending, the difference is only in the length of time.

Sword after sword, the giant sword harvested his fighting spirit and fighting spirit like a blade of judgment.

In just a dozen swords, he felt his heart beat like a beat, his arm began to numb involuntarily again, and the shadow in front of him also vaguely overflowed with abstract dotted lines.

"Me, what's wrong?"

"Does the power seem to be slipping, or is something affecting me?"

Andre is still wielding the simple sword style, the sword body is slightly skewed at most, but there is a charm of great ingenuity and simplification, so that the eyes of the three people of the Fengse Brigade who are watching the battle are focused and unconsciously indulged in it.

"Advanced swordsmanship, the fusion of bloodline power and sword moves, is by no means as simple as it seems. “

William's admonition crossed his mind, and he struggled for a while, and finally found something strange, every time the gold and iron resonated, countless blood power was transmitted along the giant sword to "Erwin", and then entered his body, destroying its organs and tissues, like spring rain "moisturizing things silently." “

And the rhythm of the opponent's sword swing always unconsciously affected his mind, like forcibly putting on a boot of small size for him, awkward and uncomfortable, as the battle deepened, the influence of these factors became greater and greater, and he gradually fell behind.

Not to mention the superb bloodline power control method, it is difficult to guess the rhythm that affects the opponent's battle rhythm alone.

This is only the most basic Black Sun Sword Technique, and the advanced Sword Technique has not yet been revealed.

"What should I do? If we continue like this, we will inevitably be defeated and killed. “

Extremely unwilling, the power of the ancestral dragon blessed the rose armor with great light, black and white intertwined, more and more intense.

The gaze under the flame armor shot a resolute light.

A black-armored giant like a mountain, a thin figure of silver-armored black flames.

"Squeak-"

The blades collided, and the two briefly confronted each other.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

In an instant, there was a continuous explosion, Rodin gritted his teeth to resist Andre's suffocating momentum, and "Erwin" slammed straight into his edge, colliding hard with the heavy sword.

The Black Sun Knight suppressed his strength at the Black Iron Rank, unable to exert an overwhelming advantage over Rodin, and in the face of his unreserved attack, both of them did not retreat, like two bulls raising sharp horns and sprinting savagely.

The sword light was disillusioned, and the figure flickered.

Rodin was furious, and once again used his killer move.

"Aang—"

The dragon roar, who has repeatedly performed miraculous feats, has encountered a hard stubble this time, and Andre doesn't care, and the heavy sword is still straight forward.

Rodin held the sword in his right hand and unslashed the greatsword, and in his left hand he made a gesture of aiming and shooting.

"Whoosh-"

A black dragon-shaped arrow broke through its fingertips and shot abruptly at the black-armored man.

Caught off guard, he hit Andre in the right shoulder.

"Puff-" White smoke rose like a strong acid corroding iron plate, and Rodin was overjoyed.

saw the opponent's black sword slash across his shoulder, and the rose armor suddenly broke through a slight trace, revealing the brown leather armor in it.

In a trance, Rodin heard the low whimper of the armor spirit, and his heart couldn't help but grieve in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm such an incompetent master, and I'm tired of getting you hurt. ”

"Dare to be distracted?!"

Andre shouted angrily, grasped the heavy sword in both hands, and slashed with great ferocity.

Rodin's left eye widened, and he saw a translucent afterimage behind him lingering in the air, and the invisible power formed a wave of gear, which poured into the body of the heavy sword in an instant.

"Dark Flame?Wave Sword-"

"Bang-"

The blade of the sword is out of his hand, and his body is fluttering.

Rodin's whole body flew away like a broken sandbag.

The rotational gear-like fluctuations burst through the flesh shell of the leather armor and burrowed into the body like a bamboo.

It felt like suffering from Ling Chi, the skin was peeling open, and the rose armor retracted into the tattoo with a wail.

The power of this invisible fluctuation slashed him with a thousand knives, as if Ling Chi was stirring his internal organs.

"Poof—"

Rodin unbearably spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, which stunned the cold stone floor.

The whole person froze on the ground, unable to move.

The strange fluctuations in the body were like maggots on the tarsal bones, constantly consuming the power of the ancestral dragon, leaving the muscles, bones, flesh and blood full of holes.

The blood seed in the right eye continued to output the power of the ancestral dragon to compete with it, and it soon became sluggish.