The black plasma slowly fused together along the brick cracks, coating the trail reflecting the moonlight with a flowing undertone, and Zar, who had lifted the "Wish of Death", walked out of the corpse with a long sword, and stood in the middle of the market again.

Raman looked at the corpse on the ground and pouted in boredom, as if he was very dissatisfied with the performance of his subordinates. Blazei, who was standing next to him, spoke. "The only way to defeat the fist and sword coordination is to attack, and the only way to defend is to die," his voice seemed to be full ......of praise, "It is rare to find problems and put them into action in such a short period of time." ”

"Hah, my old fellow, how can you say so much?" said Raman, chuckling lightly, glancing at Zal standing in the distance, "so what? Do you care about the talent of an ant? or, a miscellaneous fish?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, I'll try to leave him a complete corpse for you to study......" Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a corpse falling to the ground interrupted the rest of his words, and Gavira on the roof eliminated all the killers, standing on the edge of the eaves, looking at the two who had not moved.

"What a bunch of rubbish...... Rahman's tone was a little regretful.

Blazei, on the other hand, lifted his head hidden in the hood and stared at the Wood Elf from afar. "I said, they can't. He whispered, and the book turned and walked to a nearby two-story building. "Go to work, don't waste time. Blazej said, speeding up suddenly, kicking the soles of his feet on the outer wall of the building, rushing to the air and backing his hand to climb the eaves of the first floor, and then exerting his strength again, turning over and jumping onto the roof.

Walking slowly on the undulating rooftops, Blazej no longer looked at Zal, but across the entire street market. Look at the wood elves who are also standing on the roof.

"I'm sorry, Blazej said hurry, then you have to hurry......" As soon as Raman finished speaking, his body curled up with a round of afterimage golden streamers, and he rushed towards Zal in the middle of the market. Startled, Zar recognized the skill. It is the "Streamer Run" that the Knight of Order uses to increase his movement speed!

At the same time, Brazej moved, his pace suddenly quickened, and he rushed wildly! His figure cut a graceful arc through the roof and rushed towards the eaves of a building. Then, with a soft snap, Brazej leapt to his feet, the howling wind curling his cloak behind him like a bird in the dark. Passing the entire street in the distance, he pressed down fiercely towards Gavira on the roof on the other side.

In the street market below, the streamer Rahman had already rushed to Zal's approach, and the palm that had been pressing on the hilt of the sword shook violently, and the unsheathed sword light cut a distorted cold light on the top of his head, and slashed towards Zal. Swing your sword to meet it, when there was a loud bang. Invisible energy burst out from the two of them, and a layer of dust seemed to have been scraped off the ground.

Zar felt the power coming from the blade. Suddenly adjusting his posture, he first slashed at Raman's waist, and then flipped his wrist and wiped it against the opponent's neck. As if it had been predicted in advance, Raman didn't even care about the false move, and directly raised his long sword to block Zhar's attack.

The swinging tip of the sword snapped back again, and the long sword that had been slashed at Zhal's shoulder suddenly struck at Zhal's neck in Raman's hand. Just as the blade was about to touch the lower edge of the hood, Zhal, who had almost an instinctive reaction to the blade, retreated slightly, narrowly avoiding Raman's longsword.

The lines of Zal's cheeks hidden under the hood were sharp, and the moment his brows furrowed slightly, the gray qi in his pupils instantly condensed into a silver-gray dot. The sword moves that struck him immediately became clear, and the power of the "Iron Heart" took over his entire body.

On the other hand, Zar knew very well that the other party had not used the power of order at all until now, perhaps because he was underestimating the enemy, or he was disdainful, and the silver Laman seemed to be teasing himself. However, there is a price to be paid for underestimating the enemy, no matter who it is, and this is a rare opportunity!

Thinking of this, Zhal, who had just retreated, suddenly took a step forward and swung his sword towards Laman's waist, while the opponent's long sword fell on top of his head. Either change your life or retreat, Zal is not afraid of death, the question is only whether the other party is the same! Sure enough, just as the blade was about to sweep the armor, Raman scolded angrily and withdrew his attack, reluctantly taking a step back.

That's enough!Zar didn't want to give the other party a chance to distance himself again, his pace pressed tightly, and he waved the long sword in his hand, and pressed it faster than the other. The balance of power was reversed in an instant, and Zal never thought that the opponent could keep up with his rhythm in the state of "Iron Heart".

In an instant, countless sword lights swayed in the small space between the two, and Zal completely gave up all false moves, because such a skill would not only not work well in front of the enemy who also used the long sword, but would slow down the efficiency of the attack. The long sword in his hand never left the vital point of Laman's body, his throat, chest, ribs, lower abdomen, and knees, almost without thinking, and the uninterrupted attack training for four years was all unleashed on him as if it were instinct.

Laman, on the other hand, was held back to death, and in the face of a raging storm of almost endless attacks, he could only build up his own defenses, and even so, his pace was still slowly retreating.

In the empty market, one approached, the other retreated, the sword in his hand almost melted into the moonlight hanging from the sky, and only shimmered with dazzling silver light in the cold hissing. The dense, raindrop-like sound of metal crashing with blinding sparks burst into the cold air, burning for a moment before being replaced by a brighter light.

Raman's face was hard to see, and the hypocritical smile could no longer hang on the corners of his mouth, he never thought that he, as a knight of order who had been officially canonized, would force a boy of unknown origin into the current predicament in the compulsory swordsmanship. He wanted to unleash the power of order immediately and reverse the current passive situation, but the hypocrite's "self-esteem" almost drove him to the point of anger.

Zal's attack continued, and his gaze slowly moved to Raman's face for some time. He's watching, he's going to bring the other person into his own rhythm. Getting deeper and deeper, he had to carefully observe the other party's expression and grasp the measure. The components of a battle, which always include strength, luck, skill, and indispensable tactics, are waiting for him. A chance!

Suddenly, the long sword that Zal stabbed into the opponent's chest slowed down slightly, and Raman really seized the opportunity, dodged sideways against the tip of the sword, spun around in place, and deliberately pulled the cloak towards Zal's cheek. The scarlet cloak suddenly opened completely in the air, and Zal's vision was almost completely overwhelmed by the sudden red.

At that moment, at the end of the red ray, Raman reflexively slashed his sword at Zal's head. The long sword, which had long been withdrawn, swung violently. With a violent thud, Raman's attack was blocked, and before he could withdraw his sword, he stabbed Raman in the throat. As expected, the silver-glittering Knight of Order swept his sword down from the air, intending to attack Gekaizar.

But what he didn't expect happened at all, the blade of the sword he swept down didn't even touch the long sword that had been stabbed at his throat by Zhal! His face, covered in cold sweat, was a little pale in the moonlight. "Hell!" he was just about to retreat, but Zal's attack had arrived.

It is impossible for a sword that has made a false move to stab again. However, there is more than one means that can be used to attack! The moment Zar withdrew his sword, he suddenly twisted his waist, almost poured all his strength, picked up his right leg and slashed diagonally to Raman's left rib!

"Smack!!

The sound of the explosion of the armor replaced the sound of all the swords clashing, and exploded above the dead silence of the market! Retching grew his mouth, and his body in full armor seemed to be shortened by the great force of a battering ram, and he suddenly withered.

However, Zal's attack was not over, his right leg had just been withdrawn, and his left hand had already wrapped around the back of Raman's head. He slammed down and pushed his knee up again! There was a crunch of broken bones followed by a sudden flick of the back of his head, and a round of crooked blood lines was thrown out of Raman's smashed nasal cavity.

"The price of underestimating the enemy!" Zal's voice floated out from under the hood, looking at Raman behind his hometown, the long sword in his hand finally had time to be completely picked up, and with a dull chill, it slashed hard!

"I'm going to kill you!" Just then, a series of nasal growls roared out of Raman's mouth. In the next moment, several dark golden runes rolled up a fierce whirlwind, gushing out from Raman's body.

"Boom !!"

The exploding air flow mixed with dark golden starlight rolled around, and Zar flew backwards in front of him with his sword in front of him, and at the same time, Raman's figure rushed out of the shattered streamer.

But his expression had completely changed, and there was no longer a trace of hypocritical elegance, his hideous eyes spewed with the fierce light of choosing people to devour, and half of his face was covered with blood like a mad demon. All that left in his eyes was Zal, the "miscellaneous fish" who completely stripped away his hypocrisy!

Layers of dark golden halos were plated on his armor, and all the blessings of order that could be released were summoned by him. In the end, the long sword in his hand erupted with an explosion that was almost thunderous, and several bright golden runes were engraved on the sword body, and with a bang, a layer of dazzling golden flames ignited!

As soon as Zal, who had retreated in the air, landed, Raman's attack had already been killed. Subconsciously raised his sword to block, and after a huge roar, the huge force from the blade of the sword almost shook Zhal's long sword flying!

"This is the blessed power of an officially knighted knight of order?!What about the 'Templar Knights' on the next level?!" It occurred to Zar's mind that this was the first time he had faced off face-to-face with the Knight of Order.

His once best friends and respected elders, whose power had never been fully displayed in front of him, had finally had the opportunity to witness with his own eyes what kind of blessing the Lord God he once believed in had given to his followers. The difference is only, as their own opponents!

The swords staggered, and the golden flames smeared a scorching mark in the air! Zar retracted the sword, staring coldly at Raman's almost crazy face, his eyes changed again, and in the azure pupils, outside the original silver-gray dots, there was a circle of scarlet. Spinning and floating!

This was the first time he had used the "Death Wish" and the "Iron Heart" at the same time, and almost at the same time, the sharp pain that tore through his brain made his eyes instantly covered with fine bloodshots, and his right hand, "Sishua", which was held tightly, seemed to hear the call of his master. There was a buzz that was pulled by the wild power!

"Kill you, and I will be qualified to face the 'Sanctuary of Order' directly, otherwise, I will never be called, strong!" Zar roared in his heart, and without dodging or dodging, he rushed forward against Raman's sword!

In an instant, he had been forging more than four years of battle instinct and the power of order that symbolized the majesty of the main god Somu. Hit it hard!

The deafening sound of weapons ripped through the entire street market from east to west, shattering and silently bursting out of golden streamers and countless runes through the night, shooting out around the two crazy figures, finally disappearing into nothingness. The "Sishua" that shattered the air seemed to be awakened by the power of Zal after many years of sleep, and the sword body hidden in the cold kept letting out bursts of wild screams, like an evil spirit that stirred up wind and thunder, laughing wildly.

Neither side that was fully involved in the confrontation took a step back. Razan had scratches of varying shades from fine sparks on his armor, and Zal was on his side. The pitch-black hooded cloak enveloped his wounds, and crimson blood stained the outside of the cloak, leaving only a faint reflection in the moonlight.

They are all desperately burning their strength, and whoever is slower will only have a dead end. On his cheeks under the hood, the blood that sprang out of his nostrils stained Zal's entire jaw. In the grinning lips, the teeth that were clenched together were extremely pale against the backdrop of blood.

The burden of activating the dual psychic skills at the same time almost shattered Zal's brain, and the soul-tearing sting sting stabbed at his forehead like a hammer, but he still held on. Either kill the other party. Fall or fall, like a joke of fate, and Zar finds that he never has many options. It's like being thrown into Wind Cliff City, kill it or die here......

The faint attenuation of power could not escape anyone's eyes, let alone Raman, who was an opponent. "What's wrong? Miscellaneous fish! Oh oh oh...... Aren't you amazing?huh?!" he slammed Zhal's sword open and stabbed straight out, the intersecting blades sending a blinding spark through the air, and the blades burning with golden flames cut a hole in Zhar's shoulder.

"Come on, trash fish, try this again!" Rahman laughed wildly and swiped his sword at Zal's neck, but just as Zar tried to block the attack, Rahman's sword was already retracted. "Ha, false tricks, accident?!This is something I learned from you!" his voice jerked, and his left hand pressed against the sword and pushed forward, and several golden runes shot out from the long sword and crashed into Zhar's chest!

"Boom, boom!"

A series of dull blows accompanied by the shattering starlight slammed into Zal's chest, and the salty smell instantly filled his mouth, and with a pop, heavy blood arrows erupted from under the pitch-black hood!

"Oh, you didn't fall?!, ...... Miscellaneous Fish," said Raman with a sinister smile, but his voice was full of the abuser's euphoria, "For the sake of the Lord God, what about cutting off one of your arms?!

As he spoke, Raman picked up his sword and slashed it at Zal's shoulder. And Zal actually faced the blade of the sword and quickly waved his left hand, and at the moment when the "Death Wish" and "Iron Heart" were about to dissipate, he chose to rather abolish his left hand than seek an opportunity to fight back!

"You're crazy! hahaha......" The Knight of Order laughed wildly, as if he had seen the most incredible scene, but one he liked very much.

Looking at Raman's face, Zal smiled, extremely determined. "Kill me, I'm going to kill you too!"

At this moment, a thick cloud of gray gas erupted from Zhar's left hand, and in the golden flames that split, some mysterious power was awakened, and it was instantly condensed!

"Dang!"

The loud sound of the collision, the gray long knife, and the two pairs of eyes that were stunned at the same time. "What is this?!" they asked together in shock! (To be continued......