With a radiant fighting spirit, the scabbard smashed into the mercenary's array.

Knocking on a shield, tearing it apart, and then, with all the strength left, it slammed into the mercenary's chest, causing his breastplate to dent.

He could be faintly heard snorting from afar, falling backwards, spitting blood out of his mouth.

Even if the scabbard itself was attached to the fighting energy, it would not be very sharp, at best, it would only shatter the shield.

However, as a swordsman, Granty's strength has completely surpassed that of ordinary people, and even the scabbard is enough to turn into a murderous weapon.

Even if Luo Ming's horizontal sword defense eats this move, it will be shocked. The mercenary didn't expect this move, and it was not surprising that he fell.

His fall caused a gap in the mercenary array to quickly appear, although the array is relatively tight, but where can the temporary coordination of these mercenaries compare to a hundred elite soldiers?

Even an array of elite soldiers in a hundred battles must have at least two or three platoons, otherwise it will still be broken through by the enemy.

Of course, given that the other party was at risk of self-detonation, Luo Ming did not rush over, but raised the thin sword in his hand.

It wasn't Hendrick's gift, but another one that Sherlock had lent him—even if she hadn't inherited the family business, she didn't lack a common longsword or two.

Striking a wonderful and meaningful pose, Luo Ming's body was like a big bow, accumulating majestic strength from his arms to his waist.

When you close your eyes, you will hear the sound of the guqin, which rings in your ears.

The small order stops, and the large order is five paragraphs.

The fourth is qi, the fifth is Hanzhi, the seventh is rejuvenated, the ninth is chongguan, the tenth is Changhong, the sixteenth is Hanguang - and even the eighteenth is throwing swords!

This is "Guangling San", a heroic voice that spans thousands of years!

In the pre-Qin history books, the word fencing is often used.

According to "Hanshu Sima Xiangru Biography", Sima Xiangru "is good at reading when he is a child and learning fencing." Yan Shigu's annotation in the Tang Dynasty said: "The fencer hits it remotely with a sword, not a slash." ”

And Jing Ke's use of a quenching dagger to throw himself at the First Emperor is also a manifestation of this technique - but his swordsmanship is not good and he just misses.

To put it bluntly, it is to throw a sword, or to throw a sword.

This skill was gradually lost in later generations, so that occasionally people who would do this trick were regarded as strange people with spells, and it is often recorded in Tang legends that the sword of some heroes can unsheath itself, turn into a white light, kill people, and even kill demons in a hundred steps. Of course, this is just a rumor.

When it came to the Republic of China, there was a saying that people were killed for thousands of miles, for example, "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan" was a classic of that era, but this was completely out of reality.

Of course, on the earth, there are probably fewer than five fingers that can kill people a hundred paces away by throwing a sword for thousands of years.

Even the second master, who restored the stunt of throwing a sword, admitted that it was not practical, whether it was a javelin or a bow and arrow, it was inherently more suitable for long-range injuries than a sword.

Modern bows and arrows can reach a range of hundreds of meters, javelins can also throw hundreds of meters, and if you throw a sword that weighs a hundred times as much as an arrow, it is remarkable to be able to throw it for tens of meters.

However, the distance between Luo Ming and Shalim is only twenty meters! What is this concept? An ordinary strong man, after practicing for a while, can throw a weight about 1.5 kilograms as a thin sword to a distance of 20 meters.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano in his heart, Luo Ming's whole body strength gathered on the front line, and the thin sword in his hand was thrown, straight into the gap in the mercenary array, like a white rainbow through the sun!

"Ahh

He hurriedly urged the horse under his seat to gallop, and at the same time, he had already taken out a palm-sized spar from his bosom and threw it behind him.

This time, he also used his fighting energy to assist in his strength, and the spar flew directly towards Luo Ming.

"Be careful!" The moment he saw the hedron, Luo Ming rolled behind him, and at the same time, he tried his best to make a warning sound.

The hedron turned red in mid-air, and then, a violent magic force rose, causing the temperature of the real matter to rise, expand and contract, and explode!

A crimson fireball exploded, spreading several meters in a radius, and the shock wave swept up the earth and stones, plucked out the grass stems, and blew the mercenaries to the ground.

Fortunately, Luo Ming rolled backwards in time, pulling away more than two meters, and when the qi wave reached him, it had already decayed into a gust of wind.

It didn't have much of an impact on Granty, she didn't have to lie down at all, she was just stopped moving forward.

However, the rappier, which was still in mid-air and relatively close to the hedron, was blown away by the blast, deviated from its tracks, and flew out in a whirlwind, landing in a place where no one was around.

Shalim looked back in horror to see that Lockin had already risen from the ground, and Granty had taken a step towards him, and even though the horses were running desperately, the distance that had been narrowed was still being shortened.

As for the mercenaries, they were staggered by the explosion of the hedron just now, and although they were not too seriously injured, it was difficult to form a neat queue to intercept them for a while.

Dozens of meters away, two knights also rode horses left and right, and each followed behind them, as if they wanted to outflank left and right.

Sherlock, this kid, is really vicious...... Shalim thought to himself with hatred that he was even more vicious at all.

He pulled out a dagger and stabbed the horse in the ass. The horse was in pain, and he actually added some speed, even with his fat body, he ran out of the speed of a normal horse.

Grant was racing at a pace of 100 meters, and although Shalim's horse had run so hard that he was foaming at the mouth, he couldn't shake her off.

"Drink—" A mercenary gritted his teeth when he saw Grant chasing him, threw his spear over, and then rushed with his shield raised.

It's courageous.

Granty thought so, but didn't hesitate to strike.

With a little sword in her hand, she swung the spear away, and she flew up with a kick that dented the shield, and the man could not grasp the shield, and spat blood from his mouth, and rolled to the side, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

However, mere courage means nothing in the face of strength.

She didn't care if the mercenary could spare half a life, and rushed forward.

Just as she was about to approach Shalim, a warning suddenly struck.

Then, three arrows flew from the direction of the castle.

"Huh, Sharpshooter?"

Although she was unforgiving, she still stopped her pace and swung her sword to block.

Each of these arrows can be said to be not lost to the rifle, although the sword master's body protection fighting spirit will not be defeated by one or two arrows, but every time he resists an arrow, it will cause a lot of loss to the fighting spirit.

The replenishment speed of Dou Qi is also limited, even if there is still a reserve left, in case of three or four arrows in a short period of time, the replenishment speed cannot keep up with the consumption, and it will still be temporarily broken.