"Huh!"

When the sword in the short swordsman's hand was slashed, a layer of dark energy immediately poured out from the blade of the stabbing sword, easily tearing the atmosphere.

Needless to say, the Dwarf Swordsman wields a super-grade sword technique and has a knack for bringing out special abilities in battle.

And that's a matter of course.

But how could anyone who could become a senior swordsman not practice a special sword technique?

The higher the level of sword skills, the faster the practitioner's progress and promotion, if there is no cultivation of special sword skills, only relying on low-level sword skills or high-level sword skills, then even if the practitioner's talent is high, the progress is limited.

Therefore, generally speaking, when a swordsman reaches the rank of a true swordsman, if he or she does not practice the special sword technique, he or she will feel that his or her progress has become extremely slow, and it is difficult for him or her to improve significantly.

And in order to be able to improve his strength and combat power, in order to hope that he can be among the Sword Saint realms in the future, generally speaking, as long as he reaches the level of a true swordsman, no matter who he is, he will start to seek a special sword skill to practice.

For example, Ain and Ian, they are Yuri's squires and have obtained the Order of the Swordsman, but the sword skills they have practiced are only high-level sword skills, and since they became regular swordsmen, the improvement effect of this sword skill has begun to become overstretched, so Yuri is already trying to prepare a special sword skill for these two people, so that they can continue to pursue the path of higher swordsmen.

Now known as the Zhenguan Sword Saint, Raven Mepros, who has not yet become a Sword Saint and has not been knighted, when he traveled around the mainland, he also understood that if he wanted to go to the next level, he had to learn at least a special sword technique.

To sum up, as long as a person can be successfully promoted to a senior swordsman, he will generally try his best to obtain a high-grade sword skill, either create it himself, or buy it at a high price, or join a certain force, or rob and steal, and do everything.

Unless they hadn't thought about stepping into the realm of the Sword Saint that countless swordsmen had dreamed of in the future, they would either have to find a way to obtain a super-grade sword technique, or spend decades slowly improving it, otherwise they would not be able to become a senior swordsman.

Since this short swordsman is one of the few senior swordsmen in the field, he is either a half-old swordsman who is willing to hone his high-level sword skills for decades, or he must have a special sword skill by his side.

Now, his performance proves it, and he has mastered a super-grade sword technique of his own.

This sword skill doesn't seem to be very strong, it can only make the speed of this short swordsman much faster, and has no other effect.

No matter how weak it is, it is also a special sword skill, which was used from the hands of a senior swordsman, and under the outburst, even Leo, the most powerful magic swordsman in the field now, may not be able to ignore it.

However, as soon as the short swordsman's slash tore through the atmosphere and landed on the young man in a trench coat, the other party did not make the slightest resistance.

"[Radiant Golden Body]."

With a faint chanting sound, a layer of crimson golden magic light flashed on the young man's body.

"Poof!"

The slash of the dwarf swordsman fell mercilessly, slashing the boy's head.

But this slash had obviously slashed through the young man's body, and even the sound of cracking silk came out, but not only did not spill half a drop of blood from the place where the blade had been cut, but not even a single wound appeared.

"What?"

The dwarf swordsman was shocked.

And that's his last emotion.

"Crackle—"

A dazzling thunderbolt suddenly appeared from under the boy's windbreaker, attaching to the black knife that the other party had pulled out at some point.

On the black knife, the red lines like the face of a god were rendered pale blue in an instant.

The last thing the dwarf swordsman saw was a flash of thunder in front of his eyes.

"Poof!"

The second crack appeared, and finally caused blood to spray into the air.

Thunder Light slashed through the body of the short swordsman, and before the other party could even react, he slashed from the top of his head all the way to the crotch.

There were no near-death screams.

There is no wailing of pain.

The short swordsman maintained a shocked expression on his face, and was cut in two by the thunder light, and was cut into two parts.

The corpse, sprayed with a large amount of blood, suddenly smashed to the ground, staining the ground at the boy's feet red.

The young man didn't look at the short swordsman from beginning to end, but just weighed the box in his left hand, and held the thunderous black knife in his right hand, standing against the wind.

“————”

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

At this moment, all the people who were chasing the short swordsman, whether it was a senior swordsman, an ordinary swordsman, or a vicious person who had not even reached the level of a swordsman, involuntarily stopped their bodies and froze there, unable to move.

The same is true for those in the fray.

No way.

Their target was the box, and the box fell into the hands of the dwarf swordsman, and the dwarf swordsman's movements were naturally the focus of the audience, and no one could ignore it.

They also knew that this dwarf swordsman was a veteran swordsman.

But now, such a senior swordsman was killed by someone.

A knife!

Just a knife!

With a single slash, a senior swordsman who was expected to fight to the realm of the Sword Saint died on the spot!

"How, how can it be ......?"

This is the common thought in the hearts of all those who saw this scene.

Only Libumm, who was coughing up blood and struggling to get up from the ground, opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene.

"Yes, is it ...... him?"

Naturally, Liboum would not fail to know Rige.

Although the hood of the trench coat covers Lige's appearance, that posture and temperament are clearly the masters he was still trying to fight for.

But it was precisely because of the recognition of Rieg that Liboom's head went blank.

She knew that the other party was strong, but she didn't expect the other party to be so strong.

Kill a senior swordsman with one sword?

What level is this?

…… Juggernaut?

"Nope! No way! ”

This was not just Liboom's idea, but the thoughts of everyone in the room.

There is only one Juggernaut in Sinyelle, and that is the lord of this city.

As for the alien Juggernaut?

When that kind of character came to such a neutral city, how could they, the local snakes, not even receive a little news?

That's what most people think.

Moreover, the lord of Sinyele is an extremely xenophobic person.

He repels not outsiders, but foreign Juggernauts.

Because this is the territory he has single-handedly established, if a foreign sword saint steps into this kind of desolate realm, it is most likely a plan.

The arrival of this kind of person is enough to arouse the high vigilance of the city lord.

Therefore, the city lord of Sinyele has announced to the public that no sword saint is welcome to come, and if any foreign sword master enters Xinyele without his permission, he will regard the other party as an enemy.

This is also because the small country from which the city lord of Sinyele came was destroyed by large countries like the Kingdom of Jinas and the Kingdom of Rebru, which caused him to distrust the relationship between any country, if it was just some inconsequential small characters coming, then he didn't bother to care, but if it was enough to threaten him and threaten the existence of the entire Sinyele, his reaction would usually be more extreme.

This matter is not known to many people in the Kingdom of Jinas and the Kingdom of Rebru, because many years have passed since the announcement of the city lord of Sinyele, and because of the distance, it is only circulated at the top of various countries, and the sword saints are not interested in coming to this desert area, let alone seeing the face of the city lord of Sinyele, so everyone regards this declaration as a joke, and over time it is abandoned.

But the local people of Xinyele are very familiar with the style of the city lord, especially those who have a force, and it is impossible not to pay attention to the rules set by the only sword saint in Xinyele.

In view of this, the people of Xinyele have basically never seen a sword saint other than the city lord, and they subconsciously think that no other sword saint will come here, and even one person who was successfully promoted to a sword saint so many years ago was finally forced away by the city lord and ran to the Rebru Kingdom, and never came back after that.

Therefore, everyone present immediately gave a negative to the first time they thought of the Juggernaut.

It's complicated, but in fact, these kinds of thoughts and considerations only happen in two or three seconds.

For two or three seconds, everyone remained in a state of stiffness, and for a moment they forgot to move.

Until—

"It's mine."

Riege's voice finally rang out.

"Since everyone is robbing, there should be no problem with me having one more, right?"

The voice was as calm as if it was greeting, but it made the faces of everyone present distort.

Nothing is wrong?

That's a big problem!

It was this speech without any sense of tension that finally woke up many people present.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

At that moment, several swordsmen who were close to Rig suddenly flashed out and grabbed the box in Rig's hand.

However, Rig only glanced at them, and then put his knife into its sheath.

"[Advanced Teleportation]."

In the next second, Rig disappeared in place, without a trace.

"What?"

"Run, run?"

"Where!?"

The men who rushed towards Rige all stopped, scanned left and right, but found nothing.

The rest of the people were the same, one by one, their faces changed sharply, and they subconsciously looked around, but they didn't find anything.

As everyone knows, at this time, Li Ge has already returned to the building complex where he was originally located.

"Master."

Before Liz could react to what was happening, she was surprised that Rig had suddenly disappeared and suddenly returned with a box.

"Let's go." Rig smiled at Liz and said, "Go back and study this box." ”

As he spoke, Rig glanced at the surrounding buildings, the people who were rushing towards him, ignoring their presence, took Liz, activated the teleportation magic, and disappeared here.

Soon, one by one, figures landed on the building where Rige and Liz were originally located.

"Gone?"

"How did it suddenly disappear?"

"Is it magic?"

"But he obviously killed a senior swordsman with a single sword."

"No, he must be found."

"Let's go."

The crowd left a little anxiously.

Including in the abandoned warehouse street, those who were still fighting left one after another.

They're going to find Rige.

They're going to find the box.

There are only the people of [Dragon Horn] and [Trickster], and they can't evacuate smoothly.

Because, they are being targeted.

"I've wanted to taste your blood! Yad! Carmon! ”

The magic swordsman Leo was wrapped in blood-red magic all over his body, his eyes were red and he was laughing, and he actually stared at the two leaders of [Dragon Horn] and [Trickster] at some point, holding a sharp blade, and launched an attack on these two.

"Shh

"Damn madman!"

Yard and Carmon's faces were very ugly, but they couldn't look at Leo as nothing, so they could only fight Leo.

Suddenly, the flames rushed in mid-air, and the sword light slashed through the space, colliding with the demon swordsman wrapped in blood-red magic power, causing a roaring sound.

For the sake of their own leaders, the people who belong to the [Dragon Horn] and the [Trickster] have no way to retreat, so they can only kill Leo together and support Yard and Carmon.

"Eldest sister, are you okay?"

The strong man, clutching his chest and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, came to Liboom's side.

"I—I'm fine......"

Liboom had been watching in the direction of Rige's disappearance, only now to react, shaking his head at the strong man.

"Then can you still fight?" The strong man said a little anxiously: "Leo is crazy again, although Yard Boss is very strong, but it is too dangerous to face that madman!" ”

Hearing this, Libum seemed to remember this and quickly got up.

"Let's go! Let's go help my brother! ”

Saying this, Liboom rushed to the battlefield with the strong man, and the two figures in trench coats still appeared in his mind.

Perhaps, this is not a bad thing......

…………

In downtown Zinyel, in an alley.

"Huh!"

Rig and Liz suddenly appeared, and together they walked out of the alley and into the street.

"What is this? Master? ”

Liz watched as Rigg had been playing with a box and couldn't help but ask the question.

Unfortunately, Rieger shook his head.

"I don't know what it is."

Lieger's answer made Liz stunned.

At this time, Li Ge's tone changed and said, "Although I don't know what this is, I'm afraid the things in this are related to us." ”

"Something about us...... Is it? ”

Liz tilted her head, looking uncertain.

Rieg didn't explain, just stared at the box in his hand.

Holding this box, the throbbing feeling in my heart is indeed constantly emerging.

This feeling was once felt when Rieg came across something.

That's when I came across the animal skin map that Liz had brought.

"This thing must have something to do with ancient magical civilizations, right?"

It's even related to the heroes.

"Interesting."

Riger immediately smiled.

"It seems that I can get something out of it on the first day I came to Sinyele."

Rig put the box away, took Liz with him, and walked in the direction of a hotel.

And this night, Sinyele was always in chaos, and it didn't stop for a long time.

It's too late to come back after all......

We're really pigeon to the end of the month......

It's been a long time in the past two months, either on the flag or on the way to the flag, and I don't really want to continue to write it......

I hope that from May onwards, everything will really be on track and the rhythm of the book will be restored, otherwise we will have to revise the outline and let the book finish as soon as possible......

I also hope that friends and friends will understand, such as the two months of updates are really bad, but physical problems, helpless......

Here again, I wish you a happy May Day, and I hope you can understand the difficulties......

Thanks, o(╥_╥)o