Chapter 479: Heavy Blow

The Storm Sword Saint retreated too quickly, and all the people present did not react, and the trace of the Storm Sword Saint Master Magroot had disappeared from the main hall, and he directly broke through the wall, leaving a large hole in the shape of a human figure in the wall of the tent that was depicted and decorated with the palace wall......

Lorist was also stunned, he didn't expect this Storm Sword Saint to run away without a fight, he also wanted to have a good fight with this Master Magroot, there has been no equal opponent in the past few years, so his swordsmanship and cultivation have been stuck in the bottleneck and cannot be broken, and now he finally found a Sword Saint as an opponent, but as soon as he opened the blood killing field, the other party turned around and ran away without sending a sword, what is going on?

Lorist suddenly had a kind of Lao Tzu finally finished downloading the sitcom of the unruly love between the royal woman and the teenager that had been circulating on the Internet for a long time, and the pants were taken off and then clicked on it to see that it was the kind of rush of the cartoon seven gourd babies, how can this be reasonable, can you run? Lorist snorted angrily, and chased after him, he had to leave behind this bullshit sword saint who coaxed and coaxed to run away as soon as he moved his real character. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The main hall was very large, and the place where Lorist was located was about ten meters away from the big humanoid hole that the Storm Sword Saint broke out of the wall, which was just at the edge of the range of the Blood Killing Domain, but just as Lorist rushed over to catch up with the Storm Sword Saint Two or three meters away from the hole, he suddenly felt a majesty like Mount Tai coming from outside the big tent.

"It's not good...... Lorlist's feet sank, and his figure stood like a mountain in an instant, his steps were not random, and he was ready to defend himself.

The whole tent wall turned into pieces of flying flotsam in front of Lorlist's eyes, sprinkling and falling. Whether it is the tarpaulin of the big tent or the skeleton made of fine iron, there is no difference at this moment, all of them have become flying snowflakes. The wall of the Great Tent disappeared, and Lorist found that the Storm Sword Master who had fled without a fight was standing five or six meters on the other side.

"Boom!", this was a loud sound that echoed in the depths of Lorist's mind, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and his body took two steps back. And the Storm Sword Saint who was standing opposite him also shook his body, but he didn't retreat.

This is the result of the collision of two realms, Lorist's realm is blood red, this is a color that can only be felt without seeing, and the blood dripping brings people a ruthless killing intent, and in this blood-red world, any life has the feeling of becoming a sacrifice. However, the realm of the Storm Sword Saint was gray and black, it was a fierce wind roar, with a terrible scream and a cold heart and lungs, just like the feeling of a person grabbing the protrusion on the cliff and hanging on a high place, but withstanding the attack of seven or eight gales, he would fall at any time......

It turned out that the Storm Sword Master was not fleeing without a fight, but had to get out of Lorist's Bloodkill Domain and open his own Storm Realm in order to confront Lorlist. Lorist regretted that he hadn't seized the opportunity just now, and let the Storm Sword Saint go in vain. You know, in his own bloody realm, Lorist is like a god. It's just that he didn't react and let the Storm Sword Saint run away, otherwise, the Storm Sword Saint would never have been able to retreat......

The whole tent is already crumbling and in shambles. From the perspective of the scope of the domain, the domain of the Storm Sword Master was obviously about twice as large as the Lorist Bloody Domain, and all the objects in the main hall that were caught up in the Storm Domain were as if they had been attacked by a tornado, rising and falling in mid-air in the main hall, floating and spinning, and gradually shattering into flying fragments......

The people in the main hall, in order to avoid the realm of Lorist and the Storm Sword Master, are retreating step by step, not only retreating behind the platform where the throne is located, but even learning directly from the Storm Sword Master, drawing their swords and cutting through the tent wall to withdraw from the main hall. It's just that the nobles of the kingdom and the Second Highness still have an incredible surprise on their faces. The face of the Marquis of Crilos, however, had long since lost its graceful smile and composure, and had been replaced by an unexpectedly panicked face......

Feeling that although the scope of the Storm Sword Master's domain was twice as large as that of Lorist's Blood Killing Domain, it did not have the condensed feeling of the Blood Killing Domain. It's like a big plate with a small bowl in it, and the plate and bowl collide violently. For the nobles of the kingdom watching the battle, at this moment, Lorist and Storm Sword Saint are fighting in the place where the two realms coincide, their movements are very ridiculous, and both of them are attacking and defending with extremely slow movements......

Lorist was already sweating profusely, and what he never expected was that the two realms overlapped and he felt like a mountain of heaviness on his body. Not only did he feel a heavy pressure on his body, but even the long sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand evens, and he could barely lift it. The blood-red wind turned into a substantial huge blade and slowly swept past his body, and Lorist slowly took a step forward with a slow stroke, and then slowly raised his sword to stab at the Storm Sword Master.

The situation of the Storm Sword Master was even more difficult than that of Lorist, even though he had more experience fighting other Sword Masters than Lorlist, he didn't expect that Lorist's blood-red realm would make him feel like he was falling into a quagmire. It's so weird, it's like falling into a basin of rice cereal, his storm realm is going fast and ferocious, and now it coincides with Lorist's blood killing realm, and he can't get up to the wind anymore, and there is a feeling of dragging mud and water between his gestures. And the pressure was extremely high, the movements were incoherent, and he had to use slow motion to resist Lorlist's attacks, and he was in constant distress for a while.

If there is no domain, then the battle between the Storm Sword Master and Lorist is like lightning and thunder, so fast that people can't tell the difference, but they overlap with each other's fields, just like opening several times the gravity in the gravity room, both of them are fighting in slow motion that onlookers find extremely ridiculous, you slowly stab me with a sword, I slowly block with a sword, and then slowly backhand back to slash you with a sword......

Lorist's heart had already begun to become a little anxious, his blood killing realm could only last for fifteen minutes, but this would have been fighting with the Storm Sword Saint in slow motion for more than ten minutes, and no one could help anyone. If you continue to grind like this, once your Blood Killing Domain is gone, and the Storm Sword Master's Domain is still open, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Lorist must immediately find a way to inflict a heavy blow on the Storm Sword Saint, he tried to get closer to the Storm Sword Saint, but the Storm Sword Saint is extremely sophisticated and cunning, if Lorist enters, he will retreat, the two have kept a sword distance, it is very likely that the experienced Storm Sword Saint has seen through the unsustainable nature of the Lorist Bloody Killing Domain, and wants to delay until the moment when the Lorist Domain collapses.

There was no way, Lorist's eyes revealed a sense of determination, and in the face of the storm sword saint, he opened his long sword, and then stabbed a sword in his chest, he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly raised his chest to meet it. The cold blade of the sword entered his body, piercing through his back, and the feeling of stabbing into his body in slow motion brought Lorist a long-lasting and unbearable pain. Lorist gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, his right hand slashed diagonally in a semicircle with the open sword......

The Storm Sword Saint was shocked, he never dreamed that Lorist would adopt such a desperate style of fighting with both ends and losses. His longsword had pierced into Lorlist's chest, and there was no time left for him to pull out or slash his body horizontally, and the slow, diagonal sword of Lorlist's right hand would surely be able to cut off the head of the Stormwind Blademaster in one step.

The Storm Sword Master did not have the slightest desire to go to Yellow Springs with Lorlist, he had two choices, one was to retreat, but he had to give up the long sword that pierced Lorlist's chest, and perhaps he had to be cut through the chest and abdomen by Lorlist's oblique sword. The second is to step forward and avoid the sword edge with Lorlist, which is the most suitable choice, although close to Lorlist, but Lorlist's oblique sword counterattack can not give himself a heavy blow, and at the same time he also grasps Lorlist's life and death, because he does not have to abandon the sword, so after avoiding this blow, he only needs a horizontal slash, and the long sword that has pierced Lorist's chest can divide Lorist into two sections......

Of course, the Storm Sword Master chose the second type, in his opinion, Lorist is self-defeating, he takes a diagonal step, sideways close to Lorlist, as long as the long sword is cut down, he can use his left shoulder to knock Lorist away, and with a wave of the long sword in his right hand, everything is fine. But what he didn't expect was that Lorist moved a step sideways at the same time, and the two of them switched positions this time, and Lorlist's long-planned left palm hit the chest of the Storm Sword Saint, and he spit out vigorously.

In the eyes of onlookers, Lorist was finished, and the Storm Sword Master stabbed into Lorist's chest with a sword, and reversed his position at close range, avoiding Lorlist's long sword slash like a dying counterattack, and Lorlist's slow left palm seemed to everyone to be just an unconscious act made by Lorist in order to push away the Storm Swordmaster.

It was over, the faces of the Second Highness and all the nobles of the kingdom showed a desperate expression again, and the Storm Sword Saint still defeated Lorist, and the ending did not change......

There was a slight "click" sound, but I saw that the Storm Sword Saint who was close to Lorist suddenly turned red, his mouth opened, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed directly on Lorist's face, and then the back of his chest part hit by Lorist's left palm bulged high, and the whole person was thrown high, rolling in mid-air and falling on the platform in front of the throne, struggling like a dying old dog, vomiting blood one by one......

The realm suddenly disappeared, whether it was the storm realm of the Storm Sword Master who was lying on the golden silk carpet in front of the throne platform and vomited blood, or the blood killing realm of Lorist who was trying to stand up straight while his body shook and had a long sword stuck in his chest, they all disappeared without a trace at this moment. The dilapidated hall finally settled down.

No one expected that such a reversal would suddenly occur when Lorist was about to be defeated and killed, even if no one could figure out how Lorist made the ending a lose-lose situation, but it was an indisputable fact that the Storm Sword Master was dying like a dead dog. His Royal Highness and all the nobles of the kingdom invariably focused their eyes on Master Magroot, and their desperate expressions were replaced by ecstasy and fiery in a blink of an eye, and their hands were already involuntarily on the handle of the sword......

"Gollum" Marquis Crelos swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, turned his head and met the smiling eyes of the Second Highness, the Second Highness still had a desperate and ecstatic expression on his face, and the two contradictory expressions made the Second Highness's face look so hideous and vicious at this moment. The Marquis of Crilos only felt that his legs were a little weak, and he felt like he wanted to collapse on the ground and urinate.

"Your Majesty, we, we are envoys, even if the negotiations break down with you, you should let us go, let us go, so that the etiquette and ......demeanor of the royal family can not be lost," Marquis Crilos said dryly, holding his body.

"Hehe, Crilos, don't worry, we will definitely let you go. As for this Storm Sword Saint Master, as well as your escort team, the result is very simple, hehe......" Second Highness smiled and waved his hand: "Kill them!"

The Marquis of Crilos sat down on the ground at once, and soon a large piece of wet skin was under his buttocks. What he relied on was the Storm Sword Saint, but this Storm Sword Saint was lying on the platform like a fish on the shore, and the blood that vomited was a big pool, and everyone knew that he was finished. It is conceivable how His Second Highness, who hates him so much, will treat him, the envoy of the business alliance......

If the Storm Sword Saint is intact, then the nobles and great swordsmen of these kingdoms are all shrinking turtles and sheep to be slaughtered, but this will make the Storm Sword Saint and Lorist fight for two defeats, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is almost finished. No one wants to miss the beating of the water dogs, killing a sword saint is an honor that can make him a legend and make the family proud to spread their reputation for a hundred years, who can not rush to it......

The first to rush to the platform was the guard Great Swordsman Manster beside His Royal Highness Manster, who was a second-level Great Swordsman who was very cautious, although he was the first to rush to the platform, but his first sword stabbed only at the left rib of the Storm Sword Saint, which was just a test to see if the Storm Sword Master still had the strength to fight back. The Storm Sword Saint screamed in pain, and his left rib was cut by the Munster Great Swordsman, and blood gushed out. The Munster Great Swordsman was startled, put away his sword and took two steps back, but the Storm Sword Master did not fight back, but turned over and sat up, no longer lying on the ground, and stopped vomiting blood in his mouth.

The second to rush to the platform was Reddy, but he didn't look at the Storm Sword Master, but instead rushed towards Lolist, he was just a protector.

The third person who rushed to the top of the platform was the Greatsword Master of Limad enshrined by the Grand Duke of Volundo, who was the honorary viscount of the former Duchy of Forlandor, and as the personal bodyguard of the Grand Duke of Forrendo and the nobles of the kingdom also participated in the banquet to welcome the envoys. This time, I saw that the Storm Sword Saint was severely injured by Lorist, and he could no longer hold back his heart to make meritorious contributions. He believed that after killing the Storm Sword Saint, not only would he become famous all over the world, but maybe His Royal Highness would be happy in his heart, and he would canonize him as a territorial nobleman.

The Limad Great Swordsman, who rushed to the platform behind Reddy, regretted that he was a step slower, and he was afraid that the credit for killing the Storm Sword Saint would be snatched away by Reddy. Seeing Reddy cross the platform and go straight to Lorlist, the great sword master of Limad was overjoyed, and immediately rushed to the front of the great sword master of Munster, and slashed at the neck of the Storm Sword Saint with a sword, eager to make a contribution with a sword.

The Great Swordsman of Munster was shocked and shouted urgently, "Be careful!"

It's just that he was blocked in front by the Limad Great Sword Master, so he had to move sideways to prepare to respond. And the Limad Great Swordsman heard the exclamation of the Munster Swordsman but didn't care, he was deliberately blocking in front of the Munster Swordsman to avoid being robbed of his merits. Be careful, be careful of what? Storm Sword Saint has no sword in his hand, his sternum has obviously been shattered by Lorlist's blow, what else is there to be careful about the cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, isn't it just jealous that I robbed you of your credit? Haha, who told you to be so careful to be tempted, wouldn't it be good to behead you with a sword?

The Limad Great Swordsman slashed in front of the neck of the Storm Sword Saint with a sword, and when he was about to make a contribution an inch further, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, a sudden rise in the wind, and a feeling of flying sand and stones rolling. The Limad Great Swordsman was shocked: "Domain!"

The figure of the Storm Sword Saint disappeared in front of him, and then his arm was in severe pain, and the long sword was gone. The great swordsman of Limad wanted to beg for mercy, but he was speechless at this moment. Because the Storm Sword Master had already backhanded the sword and plunged the snatched sword from the back of the neck of the Limad Great Swordsman into his body along the vertebrae. The great sword master of Limad was like a lightning strike, and he only struggled for a moment before he collapsed on the platform and whimpered.

The Great Swordsman of Munster covered his right wrist and retreated sharply, just now when the Storm Sword Master was opening the realm to grab the sword and kill, he cut off his right wrist with a sword. If he hadn't been cautious, he might have died. All the nobles of the kingdom who had not yet rushed to the platform turned around and ran back like ghosts......

The shadow on the platform flashed twice, and the storm realm shattered and disappeared again, revealing the figure of the Storm Sword Saint Pillar Standing Sword, and the body of the Great Sword Master of Limad fell at his feet. Although the Storm Sword Saint still vomited two mouthfuls of blood from time to time, and the wound on his left rib was also bleeding, this time the nobles of the kingdom were like frightened birds, and no one dared to step forward easily......

"Deal with him with longbowmen......" Archduke Fisabrun shouted from a distance, making sure that the Tempest Blademaster could not hurt him.

"Hmph!" the Storm Sword Saint snorted angrily, it was clear that Grand Duke Fisabrun's proposal hit his weakness, he was already badly injured, and now he was just holding on. If the nobles of the kingdom swarmed him, he would only be able to kill three or four more people at most, and he would be torn apart by the sword. Turning his head to stare at Lorist, who was still silent with a long sword in his chest, the Storm Sword Saint used the long sword in his hand to the ground a little, and the whole person jumped up like a wild goose, fell outside the big tent and spit out a mouthful of blood, the long sword went a little further to the ground, leaped up again, and left far away in an instant......

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood that had been endured for a long time spurted out of his mouth, Lorist softened like a noodle, in Reddy's panicked shout, Lorlist's eyes darkened, and just before he passed out, he only heard the angry roar of the Second Highness: "Chase, you must catch up and kill that Sword Master!"

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