At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door, followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps, as if they had suddenly grown out of the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sephiroth's expression became nervous, he reached out and grabbed the long knife on his back, and said softly, "Boss, is it your man?"

How could I possibly know Dilinerd's guards? I got up from my chair and picked up the bench.

The knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and I focused and heard only the breath held outside.

In an instant, the gate shattered into countless pieces and exploded towards us. Sephiroth suddenly passed past me, and with a roll of his long knife, he held back all the splinters of wood that had been sprayed to the ground. At that moment, Sephiroth was wearing a white robe of dark blue tissue like snow, his long hair that had grown up at some point flew in the violent air, and the slender long knife in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, so handsome that I was jealous.

I was determined to pretend to be a weak scholar to the end, to see what this Sephiroth really had in mind.

The smoke and dust at the gate slowly subsided, and there were five people standing in the smoke. One of them was Ruth, whom I had seen before, and there were four left, one was an old fellow with a hat, and if I didn't pay attention, it was easy to confuse him with the old men who were working in the fields, but this fellow had thick knuckles, and at first glance he knew that his hands were very strong; one was a young man with snow-white skin, long black hair, and slender fingers, and he looked very weak, like a young nobleman who had just attended a banquet, but I noticed that the sword hanging diagonally on his right waist was very sharp; and the other was a middle-aged man, dressed in thick cheek plate armor, and a hideous scar on his face crossed his cheek, almost plowing the whole face in half, at first glance, you can see that you have a lot of strength, and the other is dressed like a general, with a handguard sword hanging from your waist, and you can't see anything strange.

I guessed at once, it was the four masters of lion teeth.

I opened the dragon's eye and took a look, to my consternation, among the five people, the strongest was actually the inconspicuous general, followed by the white-faced nobleman, in comparison, the big man was the lowest level of strength. But each of them, the brightness of their strength is higher than that of the current Sephiroth.

Sephiroth's face did not change, and the blade pointed diagonally forward, without saying a word.

The white-faced nobleman glanced at Sephiroth, then fell to my face again, paused for a moment, and said, "Ruth, is that him?"

Ruth smiled: "That's right, it's this guy." ”

Then they stopped talking, and I didn't understand what they meant, but the white-faced nobleman said to me, "It's none of your business, you get out of here...... This guy pointed a knife at me, leaving your head. ”

Sephiroth didn't seem to hear it, and there was no expression on his face, but I felt the terrible murderous aura of his stick suddenly emanating through the room.

Almost at the same time, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a lot.

This is also my strange part, why is Sephiroth so far superior to the dragon or William when he has only been trained for a few months?

I was thinking about it when Sephiroth suddenly spoke: "The four masters of the lion's teeth. Very well, you are one of the goals of my trip, and I don't bother to look for you one by one, so I'll stop here. ”

The white-faced nobleman seemed to have been beaten head-on, and he couldn't speak with his mouth open, and only after a long time did he smile dumbly: "A little dark blue is so arrogant? Batum!"

The big man in armor answered, and suddenly rushed up with a snort, like a crazy chariot, and everywhere he passed, the ground seemed to tremble.

Batum had just run a few steps when he suddenly swung his fist into the air.

When I was in Zenda before, I heard Lao G say with envy that there is a palm technique in the world, called the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, which can blow up the dragon's head in the air, I didn't believe it at the time, but now that Batum's punch has just waved, I feel a wave of evil qi rolling towards me.

Sephiroth in front of me at this moment seemed to be standing on a cliff reef deep into the sea, facing a huge wave rolled up like a wall.

I clenched my fists and decided that if Sephiroth was really beaten to the point of death, I wouldn't care if I was exposed.

But the mutation happened in this moment.

Sephiroth suddenly raised his hand, and silently shot a short crossbow arrow from his sleeve, which stabbed Batum in the eye like lightning.

As soon as the bolt was fired, Batum let out an angry and furious roar, and one of his eyes shot out some crystal liquid mixed with blood, and then I saw the short bolt stuck in his left eye.

It was only a blink of an eye, and Sephiroth stepped on a strange rhythm, and appeared behind Batum with a brush, the long knife in his hand flashed a cold light, and there were two deep knife marks on Batum's thick breastplate.

But Batum's wounds weren't fatal, he roared wildly and leaned back sharply. Sephiroth obviously didn't think of this, and his whole body was squeezed into the side wall by Batum, and he still kept knocking through the hole in the wall to the next room.

The next room was black and hollow, and after they crashed into it, there was no sound of fighting, only Batum's heavy breathing and low roar.

Immediately afterward, the roaring stopped abruptly, and there was no movement at all.

Everyone looked at the one-man-sized hole in the wall, and no one said a word.

After a minute or two, a slender figure came out of it, it was Sephiroth!

He held a long knife in one hand and Batum's head in the other. Yes, Batum's intact eye, still open, doesn't seem to believe all this.

The first to react was the old man, who suddenly let out a strange roar and slapped Sephiroth in the face.

I could see clearly that the old man's palm contained a set of sharp palm thorns.

Sephiroth had obviously suffered some minor injuries in the fierce battle just now, and his reaction was a little slower, but he barely turned his head and dodged this palm, but the next moment, the old man's other slap slapped him in the chest, and Sephiroth spun back like a spinning top.

After taking a few steps back, Sephiroth took his body by mistake, raised the long knife in his hand in front of his eyes, and leaned slightly towards the old man.

I noticed that a new wound was gushing out of Sephiroth's chest.

The old man continued to scream, and suddenly rolled over to the ground, like a lazy old cat.

Sephiroth stared nervously at the old man's every roll on the ground, carefully adjusting his posture as the old man approached with each step.

When he was about two meters away from Sephiroth, the old man suddenly let out a long howl, raised his hand and threw out two pikes like Sephiroth's eyes.

I almost screamed, and from my point of view, I could see that the pike was just a trick, and the real killer was the old man's belt with countless barbs. As soon as the dart was fired, he reached for the belt, and when Sephiroth stepped back or ducked, the light, but heavy, barbed-covered belt would hook Sephiroth's calf, or at least tear off a large piece of flesh.

But before I could scream, Sephiroth suddenly jumped forward.

Yes, jump diagonally upwards against those two pikes.

The sound of heavy metal entering the flesh, the shuttle dart pierced under Sephiroth's two collarbones without any suspense, but Sephiroth seemed to be completely unresponsive, his body was in the air, and suddenly the knife in his hand flashed.

It was the most striking glimpse I've ever seen.

The moment the narrow sword light appeared, time seemed to pause. This knife stabbed down from top to bottom, like an eternal lightning bolt in the night, without hesitation.

I heard a short scream, and Sephiroth's long knife stabbed down in mid-air, piercing the old man, who had been rolling like a cat, through his chest to his lower back, and then nailed him to the floor.

The old man's hand was still on his belt, and he didn't wave it until he died.

Sephiroth drew his long knife from the old man's body, still staring coldly at the only three remaining people on the opposite side.

I noticed where the two pikes were still stuck in Sephiroth's chest, and the one on the left was already stained red with blood gushing out.

From beginning to end, the white-faced aristocrat stood by as if it was none of his business. And that Ruth didn't even look at it. It wasn't until the old man was nailed to the floor by Sephiroth's surprise that the white-faced nobleman took a step forward.

Just at this step, I felt the ground start to tremble.

"You're good. The white-faced nobleman said, "Give your name, and you are already qualified to die under my sword." ”

Sephiroth smiled coldly: "You know, since my debut, many people have said this to you. ”

"Oh?" the white-faced nobleman's left hand was already on the hilt of his sword at his right waist.

"But they all ...... Dead!" As soon as Sephiroth burst out of his words, the long knife in his hand suddenly bent and stabbed the white-faced nobleman's throat like lightning.

Almost at the same time, the white-faced nobleman's left hand had already drawn the stabbing sword at his waist, and his technique of drawing the sword was very skillful, and the moment the stabbing sword was unsheathed, the blade was pointed at the opponent's vital point.

A fight without any fancy.

Sephiroth staggered back a few steps, and I saw his right shoulder, a shocking wound, piercing through the right shoulder blade. It's hard to imagine that such a hideous wound was actually caused by the stabbing sword the thickness of the little finger.

The white-faced nobleman looked at the battered Sephiroth with pity: "Surrender, you have no hope." As long as you surrender and throw yourself out of the dark blue to us, I can sponsor you as the deputy leader of the lion's fang. ”

Sephiroth gritted his teeth, and suddenly "giggled" and laughed: "Sponsor me, save your life first......" He jerked his head up, and straightened up again, as if the bleeding body was not his.

He slowly raised the long knife in his hand: "What's your name?"

The white-faced nobleman glanced at him coldly: "I am the first deputy commander of the lion's tooth, Xiu Ning. ”

Sephiroth smiled: "Very good, you are qualified to die under my Moon Wheel Knife......"

After saying this, Sephiroth's figure suddenly flashed ghostly and appeared at Xiuning's side, and the long knife was slashed diagonally at Xiuning's left shoulder.

This is the dead end of Xiuning's left-handed sword!

Xiu Ning tilted his head slightly, and his left shoulder stepped back, stretching the distance from the blade to his left shoulder by a few centimeters.

Just as Sephiroth's moon wheel knife passed through the distance, Xiuning's right hand pinched the head of the bayonet, suddenly bent, and then let go, and the bayonet sword stabbed into Sephiroth's abdomen with a sharp air-breaking sound.

The winner is decided!

I clenched my fists, and in front of me was the golden light filtered out after opening the dragon's eye, and I was ready to make a move.

But at this moment, Sephiroth actually let go.

His slender long knife flew out like lightning at this moment, and at a moment when no one was noticing, in a way that no one expected, it suddenly shot through Xiuning's throat!

His goal, from the very beginning, was not the left shoulder, but the throat!

Just like when fighting against that old man, he sacrificed at a certain price to deliver the most lethal blow to the enemy at the most unlikely time!

Sephiroth stumbled away. The long knife slashed Xiuning's throat and stabbed against the door frame next to it, the blade still trembling slightly.

Xiuning clutched his throat, but he couldn't stop the blood from spurting out. His originally pale face now turned to ashes at a faster rate.

Not only him, but everyone's faces became as ugly as ashes at this moment.

I suddenly took a water bladder off my belt and threw it with all my strength in front of the man who looked like the strongest general in the real world. Pulling up Sephiroth, who was bleeding profusely from the ground, he ran.

The general subconsciously drew his sword and cut through the water bladder, and a pool of water with a white cloud fell on Xiuning's body that was still convulsing before he could breathe.

The unnamed flame suddenly rose into the sky, accompanied by a pungent smoke, and I saw Xiuning, who was still twitching, writhing weakly on the ground twice, and then stopped, and the whole person turned into a pile of dazzling flames.

It was a white phosphorus incendiary bomb that I had rushed out of the light after arriving in Uxhall.

Of course, I won't look back to witness the plight of the lionfangs, and I pulled the badly wounded Sephiroth through the hole in the wall that Batum had knocked open, and in a few turns, disappeared into the intricate underground of Uxhall.