"What about the Nine Swords of the Wind God just now, why don't you dare to use them?"

Carlos remained unwavering even though he was extremely cautious, staring at Meyer with a strange glint in his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to let me use it. ”

Meyer snorted coldly, and the shadow of the sword in his hand continued. The sword moves that are as fast as the wind are like flying flowers in the sky, both real and illusory.

And Carlos is not inferior to him in any way, and the characteristics of the Yin Thunder attribute allow him to play to the fullest. He didn't confront Meyer head-on, he used the viscosity and penetration of Yin Thunder to wear down Meyer's fighting spirit.

Meyer's eyes flashed, he put his sword into the sheath, and stepped out, his whole body was full of momentum.

"It's coming!"

Carlos smiled "hehe", holding his sword in both hands.

"The first sword of the Nine Swords of Thor!"

The powerful wind blade struck Carlos as if it could tear through time and space, but Carlos did not retreat at all.

"The sky is cloudy and thundering!"

A blue-purple glow erupted from Carlos's body, converging from his body to his hands, and from his hands to his sword.

Blue-purple light replaced the blade, and a wave of electromagnetism extended from the blade.

The "First Sword of the Nine Swords of Thor" came to Carlos in an instant, but Carlos, who had made a mastery of the family, was not afraid, his hands were lightly raised, and the long sword carrying the electromagnetic blade easily cut off the wind blade like chopping melons and vegetables.

These "crackling" electromagnets have the corrosive properties of yin thunder, and the blades they form corrode from anything they come into contact with, making them look like blades capable of severing everything.

"Looks like your sword skills aren't that strong. ”

Carlos waved his sword and looked at Meyer defiantly.

"You can try again. ”

Meyer didn't back down, and the two rushed out opposite each other, their swords clashing.

The battle between Blake and Caesar has been going on for some time, and the two of you go back and forth, and it is difficult to tell the difference.

The sword in Caesar's hand was just a mortal product, and it was difficult to withstand his prison thunder fighting spirit. In the face of Blake's furious power, he can also avoid it, and if he has to fight head-on, then he must be prepared to fight with his bare hands.

Caesar dodged Blake's giant axe with his fluttering figure, and threw out a stream of sword qi with a wave of his hand. This kind of hit-and-run tactics makes Blake uncomfortable, like a mosquito that keeps biting you, and you can't really catch him when you bite and run.

"Roar!"

Blake was finally angry, roaring angrily, and the black light was in full bloom. The raging black wind spread like a ferocious all around.

Caesar was the only one standing still in the wind, and he stood motionless, looking at Blake, who was roaring in the sky.

Blake looked at Caesar with a flash of rage in his eyes.

The sturdy body burst out with amazing power, and in an instant, the body carrying the black wind had already arrived in front of Caesar.

Caesar was not in a hurry, and with a flash of lightning, he left a lightning bolt in place, but the real body had already retreated several meters.

Blake's great axe did not fall for a long time, but a dodge followed Caesar again.

Caesar looked at the huge axe that was about to fall on his head, and flipped the long sword in his hand, holding the long sword above his head.

"Bang!"

The violent air currents dispersed in all directions, and the collision between the two fighting spirits roared again.

"Dragon's Voice!"

Caesar silently read as purple lightning surged down his arm and along his sword towards Blake's great axe.

Between the rushing currents, there was a piercing sound, like a giant dragon roaming above the nine heavens.

The current surged, but Blake was not afraid in the slightest. The great axe that had been slashed into Caesar's sword had no intention of moving away.

The black vindictive spirit is rising, and he wants to use the vindictive spirit to resist Caesar's "dragon roar"!

Purple electricity danced on Blake's body, and the black fighting energy gradually couldn't resist the flickering current.

"Roar!"

Blake roared again, the axe in his hand pressed down hard. Blake is not simple-minded and well-limbed, on the contrary, in the heat of battle, his attention is extraordinarily concentrated, which leads to meticulous observation.

In fact, he had noticed that Caesar seemed to be deliberately avoiding a head-on confrontation with him. Upon closer inspection, he began to realize that the other party was actually trying to minimize the collision between weapons. Later, he discovered a crack in Caesar's sword. While sighing at the high quality of his fighting spirit and the domineering nature of his fighting spirit, he was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that this would become his weakness.

Blake's hand had a few more strengths, and he had to use this contact to destroy his opponent's weapon.

Caesar was shocked, and looked at the long sword in his hand, only to see that the crack on it was gradually spreading, and he was about to be unable to hold it.

"Thunder surge!"

Snake-like electricity drilled out from the tip of the sword and struck directly at Blake's weaker defenses.

Blake faced the deadly crisis of attacking the back of his neck, and he had no choice but to divide his fighting spirit and energy to deal with it.

With this blow, Caesar lowered his body and escaped from the weight of Blake's pressure.

Caesar, who took a few steps back, looked at the long sword in his hand, only to see that the long sword was already full of cracks at this time, and it seemed that it would fall apart at any time.

Caesar frowned, thinking that he had to deal with it quickly.

Blake also saw Caesar's sword, and he smirked and raised his great axe again.

Caesar searched the dragon's memory, hoping to find a sword skill that would solve the problem at hand.

Blake pressed his feet and continued to put pressure on Caesar.

Caesar looked at Blake, who was pressing towards him, still immersed in the search for sword skills.

Seeing that Blake's great axe had swept away, Caesar suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of light.

"There it is!"

After searching, Caesar finally found a trick, which was used by Odelysses, the Lord of Thunder and Fire, when fighting against his kind, and it was a trick specially used against the wind-type dragon:

"Thunder of the Wind!"

The purple thunder charge filled the air, and Blake's whole body exploded with fighting energy, wanting to split the kid in front of him in two with a sweep.

Who knows, all of a sudden, the air seems to be aggressive, and that stinging pain pours into the body from all directions. He didn't know how these attacks penetrated his Black Wind Fighting Qi, but he felt that it was his Black Wind Fighting Qi that was attacking him.

When he looked closely, he realized that the electric charges that had been scattered in the air were spreading with the help of his wind, forming lightning, and these lightning bolts shuttling through his black wind fighting qi were the culprits. Like lightning in a storm, intensifying in a strong wind.

There was no way, and Blake had to disperse his fighting spirit in order to reduce the damage caused by the "Wind Breaking Thunder". And at that moment, Caesar's sword crossed the barrier of distance and fell on his neck in an instant.

Blake was dumbfounded, feeling the chill on his neck, not daring to move any more.

A faint word came into my ears:

"You lost. ”

The sword shadows were all over the sky, but Carlos, who was fighting against Meyer, suddenly found that Blake, the leader of the Black Wind Thieves Group he had invited, had lost at the hands of the kid named "Cizer".

The dignified great swordsman couldn't even deal with a swordsman.

Carlos cursed inwardly.

On the other hand, under his own hands, Harrison, who was facing the sword master, was also defeated.

Thunder flashed, and Carlos swung his sword to repel Meyer.

Looking at the unfavorable situation in the field, Carlos understood that even if he won the Meyer in front of him, he would not be able to get any benefit in the end.

And he never did useless work.

Carlos, who looked a little uncomfortable, waved his hand and signaled. The men who received the signal were relieved at this time, and they all retreated, retreating behind Carlos.

Looking at the captured Blake, the anger in Carlos' eyes was clearly visible.

"Rubbish!"

Meyer looked at Caesar, who was controlling Blake, and the surprise in his heart was even greater.

However, the anger on Carlos's face also flashed, and he never fought unprepared battles.

They clapped their hands, and a crisp sound resounded through the forest.

Meyer and Caesar frowned at the same time, feeling the powerful momentum that was gradually rising, and their hearts were slightly cold.

Looking at the old man who gradually walked out of the depths of the forest, the two of them silently said in their hearts at the same time:

"Magician!"

Carlos smiled and said arrogantly:

"This is my Gambino family's offering, Master White. ”

Meyer only then felt that things were getting more and more tricky.

Although the family secretly sent a Saint-level powerhouse, if the other party did not have a Saint-level powerhouse to make a move, then the Saint-level powerhouse on his side could only stand still, which was the law of acquiescence between the Saint-Ranks. And the other party actually dispatched the backbone of the family, a magician, but on the other hand, there is no strong man of this level on his side.

"Meyer, I can't imagine it, I'm going to kill you today, you can't escape. ”

Carlos smirked, as if everything was under control.

"I don't think so. ”

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, it was a woman's soft but resolute voice.

Caesar looked for prestige, his pupils narrowed.

It turned out to be her!