The prison west of Muni City is a mess.

From the main entrance to the dungeon where felons are held, the corpses of the pronely guards, bleeding profusely.

Torches beep and burn in the dark passages. The beating firelight reflected the pale faces of Schilling, Natasha and the others who came out of the cloak.

"Let's go, Lord Schilling. ”

The tall woman carried a big sword on her back, and the two half-moon wheels in her hand were dripping with blood. The slender young man standing beside her had just pulled his sword out of the chest of one of the guards and wiped it away with a white handkerchief.

In the place where the two of them had just walked, at least a dozen of the same white handkerchiefs had been lost.

"Are they ......" Natasha asked in a whisper in Schilling's ear, holding back her stomach and feeling sick to her stomach.

The aristocrats have seen the world. However, they had never seen such a ruthless killing. The man and the woman entered directly through the main entrance of the prison. Kill people you see along the way. Whether it was a guard or a prisoner, at least thirty died at the hands of two. Moreover, every corpse was mutilated.

To use a bad word, even if it is a corpse thrown into the wolf's den, it looks neater than the one in front of you.

Schilling followed the two of them quickly towards the outside of the prison as he looked at their backs with complicated expressions and said to Natasha, "They are disciples of the Fire King Sword Saint of the Dragon Claw Family. Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3. ”

Oh, Natasha and the other nobles were amazed and delighted.

As we all know, in the Langlith East Branch, there are three major sword saints. The Fire King, the Bear King, and the Eagle King. These three sword saints founded a sect and trained many swordsmen under their disciples. These swordsmen practiced martial arts that were different from those of ordinary knights. They aren't very good at charging into battle, but they're very good at creating chaos and killing.

For two hundred years. In the castle that the Lanris family captured, it is unknown how many gates were opened from the inside by these swordsmen. And among Lanris's enemies, I don't know how many, died by their swords.

The tempers and personalities of the three sword saints are different, and the disciples they have cultivated are also different.

The Fire King has the shortest temper and the most ferocious. Therefore, his disciples are all vicious characters who will be fatal when they shoot. The Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3 are among the representatives.

Under the three major sword saints, each swordsman does not have his own name. According to their different strengths, they use gold, silver, copper and iron as the code and numbers as the code, and the higher the number, the stronger the strength.

The Three Great Sword Saints have twelve personal disciples. Every three in groups. Iron One. Number two and number three are disciples of the Fire King. Bronze No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 are the disciples of the Eagle King, while Silver No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 are the disciples of the strongest Bear King.

In addition to these nine, there is also a golden group. This group is a combination of the big disciples under the three major sword saints. The chief disciple of the Fire King is the Golden Three. The chief disciple of the Eagle King is Jin No. 2, the chief disciple of the Bear King. It's the Golden One. These three big disciples all have more than fifty percent of the skills of the three Sword Saints, and their strength is extraordinary!

No wonder the aristocrats were pleasantly surprised.

They never dreamed that just when they were defeated and thought they were completely finished, it would only be a day. The two strongest disciples under the command of the Fire King had already killed all the prison guards and appeared in front of him.

Moreover, with these two here, Iron No. 1 must also be there!

With these three escorts. When you get out of Muni City, you can be considered to have picked up a life. When you get to the Duchy of Lanris, even if it is Edward I, there is nothing you can do with yourself!

As they spoke, everyone had already walked out of the dark corridor of the prison area.

A magic moon hangs overhead. Under the moonlight, the entire prison has been occupied by the men of Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3. The crevices and potholes of the stone slabs on the ground were covered with blood, and dozens of corpses of guards were scattered all around. In the next few prison blocks, prisoners have been released one after another.

Everyone stood in the open space in the center of the prison, staring at each other, as if they didn't understand what was happening.

"Lord Schilling, Fano doesn't take you seriously," said the tall woman, Iron Two, who sneered at a corpse, "and sent such a bunch of waste to guard you." It didn't take three minutes from the time we launched the attack to the time we brought the entire prison under control!"

Three minutes?!

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

This prison in the west of the city is the largest and most heavily guarded prison in the city. Even if you drop a brigade of long knights to attack, you won't be able to take it without a single prayer. However, under these swordsmen who came and went high and high, specializing in robbery and raiding, they didn't even hold out for three minutes.

It's a complete whirlwind!

"Iron No. 2, Iron No. 3," Schilling looked at the two with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect you to come to save me." Where's Iron One?"

"Number One?" Iron Three, who was thin and pale, smiled coldly, "He's going to kill someone." This time you made the family lose such a big face, if he doesn't save some face, how can we explain when we go back?"

"Save face?" Schilling asked, "who is he going to kill?"

"Kill that kid named Roy," Iron Three said, continuing to wipe his sword, "Honestly, I've never seen such a dead guy when I've grown so big. ”

"Good!

At the mention of Roy's name, everyone gritted their teeth.

It wasn't until after they entered the prison that they met with Wells, who had been imprisoned earlier, that they realized that their failure this time was all due to the brunette boy. He was the one who secretly captured the back camp, he was the one who attacked the farmer's manor and rescued Eugene, and he was the one who beat Kevin in public and humiliated the Lanrith family.

The original perfect and well-thought-out plan was ruined because of the appearance of this little pariah!

If Roy were right now, they would want to bite him to death!

At this time, Tie No. 2 said impatiently, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, we don't have to worry about No. 1's affairs." Hurry up and get in the carriage. Within half a prayer hour, we must leave the city of Munny. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the prisoners who had been released and the knights of the Lanris branch who had been captured, and instructed one of her subordinates, "After we leave, you lead them to attack the north gate." Kill people and set fires along the way, create chaos, and make as much trouble as possible. ”

The subordinate took the command and left. Schilling and the others also boarded the carriage.

As the carriage slowly drove out of the side street at the back door of the prison. As they walked towards the east gate, everyone opened the corner of the curtain and looked at the brightly lit city.

The gloomy Schilling, the pale Natasha, the soulless Wells, Rupert, Jones Sr., Walter...... They were originally the lords of the place, with their own territory. Castles and servants, enjoying endless glory and dignity, everywhere they go, people have to respect and avoid bowing.

But now, all of them have turned to ashes.

Yesterday's fiasco, which they will never forget, made them lose a qiē.

But at least...... There was a hideous smile on the faces of the nobles. I'm still alive now. From this point of view, compared to the black-haired pariah who was targeted by Iron One, he is the ultimate winner.

"Die!"

In the carriage. They muttered.

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Storm Tavern, the storm suddenly changed.

The power of the blonde youth's sword was like triggering lightning in the sky. Everywhere he passed, everything was shattered.

The loud sound was deafening. The entire Storm Tavern seemed to tremble. The torches on the walls flickered on and off, and the dust fell from the beams.

Such a terrifying sword, and in such a crowded and cramped environment, the damage caused can be imagined. Not only those few mercenaries who were innocently implicated. Without even saying a word, it turned into bursting flesh. There were also three students, including Meng Meng, who were affected by that terrifying sword aura. Blown up and flew straight out.

And Ansel, who was sitting with his back to the blonde youth, if he hadn't been pulled by Roy, he was afraid that he would have been in a different place by now

A sword slashed through the air, and the blonde youth did not stop. His backhand was a sword sweep, and the sharp sword chased closely after Roy, who had dodged to the right side.

The surrounding drinkers were already in chaos. Some people crowded the narrow aisles, some tripped over fallen tables and chairs, and screams and screams rang out one after another. And as the blonde youth's sword swept by, only a red line of fire was seen, cutting a semicircular arc across the void. Shrouded more people in it.

In order to kill Roy, this young man did not care about the life and death of others!

Under the sword of the blonde youth, the first to bear the brunt is Anne!

It took Anne a year to go from being a delicate lady who was only interested in beautiful clothes and proms to being admitted to the first training camp. Such results are enough to prove her talent and her hard work!

However, after all, she has never been on the battlefield, and she has no experience in the slightest enemy.

Faced with the blonde youth's sweeping sword, Anne's mind was just a blank. It was a force she couldn't resist. The sharp sword light was as easy as cutting through the tables, chairs, and throwing dishes in the air, and the next second, it would cut her body in the same way!

The dark curtain of death enveloped Anne in an instant. At this moment, her mind flashed back to her mother, who sat alone in a rented cottage and looked out of the window all day long, her father who died to protect the civilians of Bollabelle, and her brother who was originally proud and conceited, but now he put down his body and ran to the camp and groveled.

In the past, sitting around the dining table, the warm life of the family talking and laughing is gone. Fate is like a carriage that has lost its brakes, sliding from the top of a mountain to the abyss. Facing the sword that had almost slashed her neck, Anne could hear the wheels of the carriage bouncing off the rocks beside the cliff and leaping high into the air.

Just wait for the next moment, and it will fall downward!

The screams of Eva, Nicole and other female students were heard all around. And just at this moment, suddenly, I saw Roy in the air leaning over and stretching out his hand, and at the same time that a spiral elemental array in his palm suddenly shone brightly, a green vine shot out, wrapped around Annie's waist, and pulled her back violently.

Level 3 magic, vine curling technique!The blonde youth's long sword almost brushed Anne's skin.

Roy's hand is really wonderful. Despite such a tense and chaotic situation, there were still people next to him who couldn't help but cheer.

Anne was pulled and thrown straight out, falling far seven or eight meters away. In a state of panic, looking at the familiar and thin figure, he just called Roy's name, and tears came out of his eyes.

However, at this time, Roy had no time to answer her.

Anne was safe. But. Several others were about to die under the sword of the blonde young man. Almost at the same time as he pulled Anne away, Roy took a wrong step, and his figure appeared ghostly beside the blonde youth, his left palm and finger like a knife, with a sudden flame, slashing at the blonde youth's neck.

Siege Wei to save Zhao!

Roy's reaction and speed were so fast. Apparently something unexpected by the blonde youth. The sharp-eyed Roy's palm knife slashed at his neck, and he snorted coldly, giving up his previous attack, and the long sword turned back and danced a sword flower.

The sword flower bloomed, and a battle ring spat out of the stamen, crashing into Roy's palm knife with a muffled thud.

Roy snorted and flew out upside down. And the battle ring was repelled into the golden youth's long sword, trembling rapidly, driving the blade, and also emitting a dense buzzing sound.

These rabbits rise and fall, and they are incomparably fast.

From the appearance of the blonde youth to the present, it is only a few seconds.

And during this period of time, except for Roy, who reacted quickly and saved Anse Air. Except for Anne and a few other drinkers, everyone else is until now. I suddenly came back to my senses!

"Stop!"

"Son of a bitch!"

In the midst of the scolding, the blonde young man turned a deaf ear and chased after Roy closely, slashing with his long sword, and the move could not leave Roy's vital point.

"Demon Martial Dual Cultivation?" The long sword in his hand shook suddenly, turning into a three-layer wave of fire. swept towards Roy and sneered, "I want to see what else you are capable of!"

Roy stumbled, trying to dodge. But. The cramped space inside the tavern restricts his movement. And the three-layer fire wave triggered by the long sword blocked his front and back, left and right. Each layer of fire waves is like a fiery red blade, and the three layers of waves are stacked layer by layer, so pushed sideways, it is almost unavoidable.

What kind of fighting skill is this?!

"Flame Stacking Waves!" As soon as they saw the blonde youth's move, Anse El and Xia Qing shouted at the same time. "He's a member of the Sword Saint Sect of the Eastern Fire King of Lanris!"

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

This blonde young man, Shi Shiran walked in, and committed murder with a sword, as if entering a no-man's land.

As soon as he appeared, everyone knew he was coming for Roy. However, no one expected that he would be a disciple of the Lanris Fire King Sword Saint, and no one would have thought that the Lanris people's revenge would come so quickly and so fiercely!

Sure enough, it is flying and domineering, and it will be rewarded!

Seeing that Roy was in a critical situation, everyone drew their swords one after another. Uncle Worm, the boss, moves the fastest. He took two sledgehammers from the wall behind the counter, stepped on the table, and with a few jumps, he was already behind the blond youth. I only heard him scream, his body rose into the air, and the double hammer with four battle rings slammed down.

This is the first time in nearly ten years that the drinkers of the Storm Tavern have seen Uncle Worm use a weapon.

As soon as this young man made a move, he killed several innocent mercenaries, which obviously made Uncle Worm, who was the boss, really angry. Although he has retired from the front line of mercenaries for many years, Uncle Worm's attack is still like a rainbow.

Knight Skills, Retreat - Hammer of the Heavens!

Boom, a loud bang. The twin hammers were still in the air, and they exploded the tables, chairs and benches, and at the same time, the four battle rings turned into a ring, and with the dust blown up by the air, they slammed into the blonde youth.

Although the blonde young man had already made a wrong step and dodged Uncle Worm's hammer, this shockwave with an extremely wide impact range still pushed him away by a small step.

And the deviation of this small step brought about the deviation of the long sword in his hand.

Seeing that a gap suddenly appeared between the waves of the blonde young man's long sword and fire, Roy's body moved, like lightning, and narrowly escaped from the two sword shadows.

The crowd cheered.

Roy and Uncle Bug, this is the first time they have met. Also, there isn't much talk to each other. However, at that moment just now, the old and the young completed a tacit cooperation.

There are thousands of knight fighting skills. But to sum it up, there are no more than eight types.

One is to kill, the second is to block, the third is to charge, the fourth is to sweep, the fifth is to guard, the sixth is to break the strong, the seventh is to restrict, and the eighth is to retreat from the enemy.

These eight types cover all the fighting skills of the knights. It is a must for knights to use different types of fighting skills in different situations to play the most effective role.

Especially in the battle of the knight squad, the battle formation changes. Everyone must decide in an instant what type of martial arts to use to fight with their companions.

There is no such cooperation as the strongest, only the most suitable. Often a crucial block is more effective than a nice kill!

And as soon as Uncle Worm made a move, it was a sky-shaking hammer.

This is a three-star ordinary fighting technique in the enemy retreat technique, although it is not a powerful move, but Uncle Worm has been immersed for many years, and he is already perfect. Instantly judging the situation, the purpose of this move was not to kill the opponent, but to repel him and find a chance for Roy to escape.

It's a choice made by an experienced veteran mercenary. And what's even more rare is that Roy, who has never known him, already understood it almost the moment he made a move. If his movements were a little slower, or if he trusted Uncle Worm a little less, he would not have been able to seize this fleeting gap to escape.

However, because of his position, although Roy escaped the other party's killing, the position he retreated to was the corner of the tavern. And not completely out of danger.

Seeing this, the blonde young man did not rush to pursue, but his face turned cold, and he stabbed Uncle Worm in the chest as fast as lightning with a backhand sword.

"Look for death!"

This sword was almost at the extreme, and Uncle Worm only had time to use a double hammer on his chest to use a knight's universal blocking skill "Cross Seal", and he was hit by the tip of the blonde youth's sword.

Although it may seem, this sword is just an understatement. However, when the spark at the tip of the sword hit Uncle Worm's hammer, Uncle Worm's whole person was like a heavy blow, flying upside down seven or eight meters away, smashing the wooden counter into pieces, and hitting the wine cabinet on the wall, only then slid to the ground, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone's hearts sank.

Uncle Worm, who has the strength of a fair one-star knight, was injured and vomited blood with just one move, the strength of this blonde young man is really terrifying. None of them were his opponents...... (To be continued......)