When the guards in the palace heard this, they were all frightened and kept a surrounding posture, but a large open space was vacated in the middle.

Fan Zhuoyuan was on the ground with a knife, Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng suddenly rushed into the hall at this time, standing on Fan Zhuoyuan's side on the left and right.

Their cloth clothes were stained with blood, and their breath fluctuated slightly, obviously in order to block half of the big inner masters, the consumption was huge, but the results were also great, and the big inner masters and guards outside were almost cut off by these two.

The two sides confronted each other slightly, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and there was nothing to say to each other, soon, but seeing Fan Zhuoyuan smiling at the corners of his mouth, he went straight to the throne with a dragon slaying knife in his hand!

Aniro was the first to rush to the block, sacrificing himself and rushing straight at him!

Fan Zhuoyuan slashed down with a knife on the head, seeing that the blade was about to hit the top of his head, but seeing an unreasonable twist in his body, he happened to avoid the blade, and then stretched out his hands to hold on to Fan Zhuoyuan's dragon slaying knife!

The Hundred Losses Daoist and a blonde-haired and blue-eyed Hu Man attacked Fan Zhuoyuan on the left and right, but Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang blocked them.

Zhang Sanfeng slapped his hand and took over the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Hundred Damaged Daoists, and Guo Xiang leaned on the Heavenly Sword to slash out, forcing the blonde and blue-eyed Hu Man to wave the cross sword and block back.

No one on the side of the Hundred Damage Daoist cared, obviously they all knew that he was skilled in martial arts, and he would definitely be able to suppress Zhang Sanfeng.

And this blonde bearded man obviously didn't have much confidence in him, and immediately ran to the two to help.

But I saw that the Hu man said in jerky Chinese: "No, no, no, it's just a woman, and my swordsmanship is completely enough."

"Hey, Marco Polo, this nun is not simple, don't blame others if you die!"

Marco Polo laughed, "I walked hard from Europe to the country of the heart of a prosperous civilization, and I am not a weak person."

As he spoke, he bowed to Guo Xiang and said, "Your Excellency the Oriental Nun, although Marco Polo does not know any internal strength in the East, he has also had some special experiences, so don't underestimate my swordsmanship and strength."

Guo Xiang snorted coldly, and the Heavenly Sword stabbed out, which seemed ordinary, but in fact, it had fused the Peach Blossom Island Luoying Sword with the beggar gang dog stick method, the thorn was sticky, the sticky was hung, and the hanging was hidden!

Mixed with the fantastic changes of Peach Blossom Island's martial arts, as well as the strong control of the dog-beating stick method, under normal circumstances, if the opponent blocks directly, he will inevitably be stuck by Guo Xiang's sword momentum, and then sticky and sticky, even hanging and flirting, can take the enemy's life in just a moment.

Even if you can't, you can take advantage of the situation to seize the opponent's blade, and accept the opponent's body under the shroud of the sword, like a shadow, until it is completely killed under the sword!

Marco Polo didn't know the ingenuity of Guo Xiang's swordsmanship, and really swung his sword with both hands to slash, intending to cut the sword and find an opportunity to stab.

However, the Yitian Sword that had just slashed Guo Xiang found that the sword momentum was no longer under his control, and he was actually stuck to the sword body by the other party, hung on one side, and followed by the cold flash of the Yitian Sword, and the blade went straight to Marco Polo's throat.

Marco Polo's eyes widened, and he smiled mockingly as he saw that he was about to die.

A small sword appeared in his left hand at some point, blocking it near his throat, making it difficult for the Heavenly Sword to enter!

Although Guo Xiang was surprised, as a generation of grandmasters, the Heavenly Sword in her hand reappeared inexplicably sticky, and she took away the small sword in Marco Polo's palm.

Marco Polo did not resist, but the long sword in his hand was stabbed and stabbed, and it struck Guo Xiang with extreme agility, forcing her to withdraw her sword and return to defense.

Guo Xiang glanced sideways, and saw that Fan Zhuoyuan's dragon slaying knife was controlled by Aniro, and at the same time, several people attacked him, and his heart was slightly anxious, intending to quickly solve the fierce enemy in front of him and go to the rescue.

So he didn't care so much, relying on the advantages of the Heavenly Sword, secretly lucking the true qi of Jiuyang, smashing and slamming at Marco Polo, the momentum was fierce, and there was no way to change, so that Marco Polo could only be forced to block.

Marco Polo's two swords overlapped and blocked, and he was beaten back a few steps, but the two swords in his hands only showed a slight gap.

He was amazed, "These two swords of mine are made of Arabouz steel and fused with the holy iron of the Crucifixion, and they will be cut out of the gap by your sword?"

Guo Xiang was not very surprised, not only surprised by the tenacity of Marco Polo's pair of twin swords, but also surprised that Marco Polo could withstand the rush under the explosion of his internal force, and she couldn't help but be a little curious about what mysteries were hidden in martial arts outside Middle-earth.

Marco Polo's swordsmanship is a fusion of the dueling swordsmanship of the European knight class and the scimitar technique of the Green Cult civilization.

The long sword is like a knight, the sword is dignified and exquisite, and the small sword is like a scimitar, which is inexplicable.

On top of that, he has mastered not just brute force, but a secret method derived from the Catholic Templars, which allows him to freely control his adrenaline, which can stimulate his body's potential and induce power beyond the limits of the human body.

In the European knight class, the real masters will use this technique, and the more exquisite the control of adrenaline, the stronger the ability to exert it.

Of course, there are strong side effects of this method, and repeated use of potential power beyond the limits of the human body will inevitably overdraw one's own vitality, especially if you never care about it, just crazy outbursts instead of skillfully controlled, you will age faster and die faster.

Obviously, Marco Polo does not belong to this category, his control over the stimulation of his own potential is already very subtle, he can send and receive freely, when he needs to face the impact, he can be activated instantly, and when he needs to explode, he can even get stuck in the moment when he is about to hit the enemy, making people unable to resist.

His martial arts skills are very well-known in the whole of Europe, and he is the existence of those few top masters, without such strength, it is impossible for him to cross hundreds of thousands of miles alone, and cross all kinds of hardships by land to reach the Yuan capital in the extreme east.

But today, his self-confidence in his own martial arts was gradually destroyed in front of Guo Xiang's increasingly fierce sword rain!

At the beginning, he could still rely on the particularity of alien martial arts to reluctantly fight Guo Xiang back and forth, which was also due to Guo Xiang's eagerness to rescue Fan Zhuoyuan.

Then when Guo Xiang was engrossed, the two sides dismantled dozens of moves, and the mystery of Marco Polo's double swordsmanship was completely peeped into by Guo Xiang.

The Heavenly Sword has no mercy, stabbing and slashing like clouds and flowing water, unpredictable and colorful.

Faced with the death that was getting closer and closer, Marco Polo screamed, no longer caring about the loss of vitality, bursting out of potential, and suddenly threw two swords at Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang could only avoid the sudden attack at close range, but he saw Marco Polo retreat backwards with a bruised face, jumped to Kublai Khan's side, and let out a gasp like filial piety.

"Your Majesty the Great Yuan Emperor, as a foreigner, I have done my best."

Kublai Khan didn't have time to pay attention to him, he was staring down at this time.

Previously, Fan Zhuoyuan was entangled by Anilo with the dragon slaying knife, followed by the five wheels of Saroba, the Vajra-like palm of the Tiancheng monk, and the wrist blade in the hand of Sa Man who fell straight from the top of his head, almost in the next moment, directly hit Fan Zhuoyuan.

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