I should at least slash it with a sword.

Amamiya thought to herself.

Even if you can't really kill each other.

At least a sword should be struck.

For Liwei.

The most terrifying thing is not that everyone knows that her and her sister's heads are valuable, but that they are still indifferent after they are exposed.

This is tantamount to making yourself a weakling.

That's too deadly.

Beasts know how to raise their bodies as high as possible before fighting, raise their hands, and increase their size to intimidate their opponents.

Because intimidation is effective.

Man is a knife, I can't be a fish.

Amamiya Masahiro stroked the handle of the fast rain knife, his movements were slow, and his fighting spirit and momentum were rising.

She had to slash...!

Of course, Berken is well aware of this.

He deliberately put on a smug attitude and expression, which was to persuade the other party to make a move.

As long as she dared to slash that knife, he was sure that he would at least inflict at least a minor injury on the other party.

'Revenge Strike'

He held a spell scroll in his hand.

This is a spell that is specifically used to fight back.

As long as it does not exceed the upper limit, all damage will be returned 100%.

Although he was a rugged-looking Roman, he had a very delicate mind, and when he was a mercenary in the past, he was called a cunning fox.

He had used this trick in the past, and had killed several reckless and impulsive knights.

Even if you can't let the other party be seriously injured directly, you only need to leave a minor injury.

The situation she faces in the future will only get worse.

And he and the others are still holding strange things in their hands that can find people, and they are not worried that they will not be able to find the location of their prey.

The advantage is mine!

Big drops on me!

Instead, Birkenham expects the other party to slash himself...... Do it, do it!

The attitude of touching porcelain is overflowing.

And then......

Amamiya Masahiro drew his sword sonorously and met his expectations.

The crescent-like remnants whistled by, like a towering tree rising from the ground, and like the tide crashing against the river snow on the shore, and the water color melted into the snow.

Shinto Phantom Yin Flow: Ichino Tai Sword!

This is a sword, and it is also a sword.

The effect of the Ichinotai Sword is that its power increases as the number of swings increases.

Six years ago, the power of Amamiya Masa's slash was far less than half of what it is now, so it can be seen how many layers of Ichinotai Knife she has stacked in the past six years.

The sword is like a rainbow.

Even Berken, who was expecting to be slashed, shook his fingers, and the time it took to tear the scroll slowed down by a breath, and he was almost slashed prematurely.

He tore through the scroll, and the bright magic light lit up himself, forming a mirror in front of him, and the sword light collided with the mirror, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

The mirror and the knife light collided, and neither of them immediately dissipated, but the knife light did not immediately merge into the mirror, and the two seemed to have begun a difficult fusion.

Berken pinched a handful of cold sweat and quickly urged: "Cast a spell!" ”

The mage raised his hand and injected magic into the scroll, stabilizing the spell that was about to collapse on it.

The trembling mirror stabilized, successfully containing the light of the sword.

"Haha!" The Romans were overjoyed: "It's my turn, bounce back!" ”

The word games that elementary school students don't play have come true.

The Ichinota Knife, which seemed to be more powerful than before, changed direction and turned back, like an elastic sphere that bounced back after hitting a wall.

The sharp sword light was aimed at his master.

Amamiya Masahiro's sleeves hunted under the sword aura, and she took a step forward abruptly, brushing her body at a delicate moment that no one dared to think of.

Don't think it's ...... It's your patent.

She attacks by taking the initiative to trigger Heroic Spirit's Reason: Life Hangs by a Thread.

During the slow-motion playback time, the speed of the body is like a lightning bolt when the fast-forward button is pressed.

Sword light tooth protrusion.

In an instant, it was handed to the Romans.

Wow——!

The Quick Rain Knife stabbed into the golden Dou Qi armor, concentrating on a little bit of power, and even causing cracks to appear in the Dou Qi armor.

The tide of sword qi followed, and Berken clutched his chest and retreated repeatedly, and then roared: "You dare to kill me here?!" ”

Amamiya Masahiro deliberately paused for a second, and then asked the others, "What is he talking about?" Sorry, I don't understand Roman. ”

The audience who was happy to eat melons pouted for a moment, and said in their hearts, didn't you just translate quite slippery?

But alas, Amamiya Masaki failed to kill Berken within the three swords.

The Golden Dou Qi Armor was indeed too hard.

She has no sword intent, and she can't break through armor with a single sword.

Split, shattered, pierced...... It's different.

Birken's companions immediately surrounded him, and Amamiya Masahiro could only hold his sword around his neck.

There were several more wounds on his face, and the Roman, whose face was covered in blood, showed a hideous smile: "You can't kill me!" So it's not long before you die! ”

Amamiya Masahiro cut a cut on his face with a knife, and said lightly: "Your head will be left on your neck for the time being, and I will take it myself another day." ”

Blood vibrate, retract the knife.

In the eyes of the people around her, she knew that she had achieved the desired effect after the knife.

It's not enough to deter others, but it's enough to make an impression that you don't want to mess with.

As for whether anyone will have their eyes on their lives in the future...... Look at providence.

I believe that as long as I don't take the initiative to expose my vulnerable side, no one will take the initiative to provoke, except for this kind of jackal that is originally coming for its prey.

Berken smirked.

He can be sure that Amamiya Zhentian has not yet reached the four realms, and his strength is only equal to that of a few of his own people, and they are not only five people, and after everyone is complete, there is a chance to hunt slowly in the Yellow Springs.

He said, "Help me up." ”

Then I heard a pop.

A not-so-loud sound sounded, and immediately after, something fell to the ground.

Before he could see clearly, Berken heard the sound of water and smelled blood...... But his face was covered in blood, and he didn't find it strange.

I just noticed that the behavior of the two companions on the left and right was a little strange, and finally wiped the blood off my eyelids and raised my head to look.

What I saw was a headless corpse leaning forward.

There was also a knight's sword that fell from his hand.

Wow——!

The sword fell on the concrete floor, followed by the corpse falling to the ground, blood gushing out of the fracture, a large patch staining the cold ground red, and the warm white gas.

What happened?

Berken didn't react, and then he heard a loud shout.

The golden knight on the right hand side seemed to have seen something incomparably terrifying, and the golden fighting energy in his whole body directly burst out, and there was a strong fear hidden in the roar, and he even began to burn his life at any cost!

With all his might, he raised his sword and slashed over, and the energy fluctuations that shocked the atmosphere could even flatten a small hill.

But nothing happened.

Just behind Birken's back, where he couldn't see, all the aftermath of the Golden Knight's burst of life energy and explosive fighting spirit were drowned in the blind spot of his vision, as if a mud cow had entered the sea, without stirring up a sound.

Then the knight's sword was sent back and pierced into the golden knight's chest, nailing the Roman killer to the ground, the blade piercing through the skull, blood pouring from the blade.

Birken looked down at the corpse of his companion.

At this moment, he could turn back, but he didn't have the courage to look up and turn back.

There are also two mages among the killers from Rome, who tried to cast a spell, but their bodies froze in the middle of it.

Less than ten seconds after their eyes met, their bodies froze and lost consciousness, like frozen stones.

In fact, it really solidified into stone.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, the two stone statues were struck with rubble.

The surrounding audience took in everything that had just happened.

For a while, the cold air was rising.

The transcendents of these countries have obtained unimaginable power from ordinary people, consciously transcendent and arrogant, and come to Yingzhou to participate in the Huangquan Purification, just to find an opportunity to break through, and one by one they are above the top.

At least no one thought that these five Romans would die here, at least not today.

However, the battle that ensued was something they may never forget...... No, it wasn't a battle at all, it was a one-sided slaughter.

No one expected such a thing to happen.

The third party who suddenly came unilaterally began to torture and kill the Romans, brutally, simply and neatly, without the slightest drag, let alone any grace, purely killing.

Some people see it and feel frightened; Some people saw it and were in awe.

Most of the transcendents have a heroic complex, believing that even if they die in battle, they can maintain their heroic spirit, and they can become heroic while reciting the poem of death; But in fact, sometimes death is only for a moment, and it is often very ugly or tragic.

There simply isn't that much time to think about the rest of your life and enough shocking last words.

Maybe it was because the black-clothed young man's methods were so cruel that the people around him forgot to stop it, and just watched silently.

Thus, the last one of the five Romans was left in less than fifteen seconds.

The young man crouched down and patted the last Roman on the shoulder: "I can allow you to run forty-nine meters first." ”

Berken rose from the ground, and the golden vindictiveness accelerated, and he rushed into the crowd, shouting, "Help me, save me!" This man is crazy! He actually dares to kill people here, who will save me, save me——! ”

The onlookers silently moved out of the way.

No one responded to the call for help.

Can't, and don't dare.

Less than three seconds after he ran out, a spear had pierced his back, pinning it to the ground.

Berken coughed up blood, breathing hard, he turned over and coughed up blood: "You, you ......"

Bai Yu raised his spear to his heart and slowly stabbed the spear down: "I know you want to say that I am not trustworthy, but why should I keep my word with a person like you (despicable and shameless killer)?" ”

The Romans' eyes widened and they did not blink.

Bai Yu dropped the phoenix's inner breath and set the three corpses on fire.

The movement of burning the corpse is skillful and distressing.

At this time, a midwinter man asked, "You just killed them like this, and you are not afraid of being responsible?" ”

"What's your responsibility?" Bai Yu's face was expressionless: "The Great Xia people killed a few Romans in Yingzhou, and there is a kind of trouble for the Holy See to come to me." ”

The audience looked at each other and was speechless.

Not far away, Amamiya Maki stood in the moonlight, a touch of scarlet dripping along the edge under the white fox mask, and five fingers under the sleeves of his coat were hooked.

Fortunately, there was no sound to see each other, otherwise it would have been deafening.

(End of chapter)