Sand... Sand... Sand...

Accompanied by a cold and damp black mist, a thick and pungent thick blood, a low rustling sound sounded in Pang Xie's ears.

The sound was somewhat like the white noise of heavy rain falling outside the window, and some like the murmur of insects waving their wings and flying, but the most apt description was the sound of rats gnawing at dead bones hidden in the dark.

Not!

Pang Xie was a little bored when he heard this, shook his hand violently, brandished the rough knight's spear, and made several continuous explosions in front of him, swinging away the thick fog in front of him.

The scenery in front of him gradually became clearer, more than two hundred meters in front of him, was the majestic main building of the castle, and in front of the main building was a meadow.

The original green grass has long been dyed blood-colored, and surprisingly, the blood-colored grass has grown more lush and stronger.

In the middle of the gravel path, in the middle of the meadow, is a three-tiered fountain, and at the top of the fountain is a sculpture of an angel of joy, carved out of black stone, which does not seem to have the slightest sense of sacredness, but rather a little debauchery.

The angel's mouth and eyes continued to spurt red and black blood, and the fountain was red and black, condensed into a thick blood scab, and it seemed that the smell of blood in the entire castle was brought by this fountain.

"There's something weird about this place......"

Pang Xie's heart was awe-inspiring, but his steps were not slow at all, holding a knight's spear, and slowly walking towards the main building, to see what kind of mystery was here.

Roar!

Just as Ponche was about to reach the fountain, several roars of beasts came from the four corners of the courtyard, and then, from the four corners of the fog, four people came out, these were four court warriors leading cheetahs.

The four samurai looked and dressed similarly, with pale skin, bloodless, no expression on their faces, only blood-red eyes, revealing a fervor of cruelty and murder, a loose white shirt under black leggings, a gray wide-brimmed hat, and strands of withered yellow blonde hair under the hat.

In their right hand they hold a slender, sharp European foil, and in their left hand they hold a ferocious cheetah.

The hair on the four cheetahs has long been exhausted, and they have lived up to the luster of their lives, and their bodies are even more shriveled to the extreme, and they look like they have been dead for a long time, only the teeth and claws show a little cold light, and they look sharper than before they were alive.

"Kill!"

The four court warriors shouted together, and at the same time let go of the cheetah in their hands, and the four cheetahs pounced on Pang Xie like lightning, and the speed was many times faster than the real cheetah.

Sou!

A cheetah jumped high and pounced on Pang Xie, before the claws could reach his body, Pang Xie casually stuck the knight's spear on the ground, his body suddenly shortened, dodged this pounce, and then punched him backhand, straight into the sky, and smashed on the cheetah's waist.

Bang!

As far as his fist could reach, it was as hard as iron, and he knocked the cheetah away with one punch, flying up thirty or forty meters, hitting the tower not far away, and then, bounced back heavily, and slammed it to the ground, smashing a shallow pit in the grass.

Surprisingly, the cheetah didn't seem to receive any damage, struggled for a few seconds, rolled over again, stood up, and rushed towards Ponsei.

Ponsie didn't have time to care about the cheetah, because at the same time as he smashed the cheetah, the other three cheetahs had already rushed in front of him.

Call!

Pang Xie exhaled lightly, dissipated the strength on his arms, and did not choose to continue to collide with the three cheetahs, but used the kung fu of the debutant "Cloud Hand" to draw a circle with both hands, forming a defensive circle.

The left hand reached down and touched the head of the first cheetah, and instead of smashing it hard, it continued to reach down, grabbed the cheetah's chin, lifted it up out of thin air, and threw it at the opposite court warrior with its own strength.

Grabbing his right hand upwards, he grabbed the claws of the second cheetah and gave it another boost, and the cheetah couldn't stop it, like a cannonball, and flew towards the other court warrior.

At the same time, the claws of the third cheetah were almost on Pang Xie's shoulders, Pang Xie did not panic, his hands were withdrawn together, his left hand was hugged, and the two front paws of the cheetah were clamped to prevent it from continuing to hurt people.

In a single photo, Pang Xie sent away four fierce cheetahs, one of which was killed in an instant, but he was not complacent.

These four cheetahs, each of them is steel and iron bones, fast body, strong and heavy, at least they have the strength above the three layers of transformation, if it is not for his unparalleled divine power, extremely fast, just restrain these cheetahs, change one person over, even if it is four or five times of transformation, if it is not good, you have to hate the claws.

......

"Shh

Finding that Ponche had easily hanged one of the cheetahs alive, a court warrior suddenly let out a boo and called back the three cheetahs who were still going to attack.

The three cheetahs obediently retreated, but instead of staying by the side of the court warriors, they retreated into the thick fog, not knowing whether to retreat or if they were looking for an opportunity to sneak attack.

"What kind of place is this, who are you?" asked Pang Xie in a deep voice, since these palace warriors knew about advance and retreat, they should be able to communicate, not be completely unable to communicate like the knights outside.

Scold!

It was a lightning sword that answered him!

The four warriors stepped forward and rushed towards him quickly, moving extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed in front of Pang Xie from dozens of meters away, and then, four sharp swords stabbed out together, stabbing several vital points around him.

"Another one who can't speak!"

Pang Xie was speechless in his heart, his hands stretched out to the left and right, and his index finger flicked slightly, intending to flick the four swords away.

Ding, ding, two crisp sounds, two foils in a row, unexpectedly, just as he went to play the other two swords, he saw the tip of the sword swaying, and when there was no room for fire, it slashed under his fingertips, broke through his defensive circle, one after the other, and stabbed him in the chest and back!

"Good swordsmanship!"

Pang Xie was taken aback, although these four court warriors were dead creatures, this swordsmanship was hard to want, but with a stab just now, he had the demeanor of a master, and a swordsman who had not been immersed in kendo for decades could not use it.

Khooth!

It's a pity that although the swordsmanship of these two court warriors is high and the speed is fast, the strength is mediocre, the two swords are pointed at him, only his clothes are pierced, and a few sparks are pointed, wanting to hurt Pang Xie, it is a dream.

Pang Xie saw that Hunting was happy, his body shook, and he stepped on seven star steps under his feet, flashing out from the place where the sword blades of these four court warriors were shrouded, and then he shook his hand, pulled out the dragon sword from the ring, and fought with these four people.

Since returning from the realm of mountains and seas, although he has fought several times, whether it is Li Wenjian or Jung, including the "Brahma" supernatural troops in Siam, although they have their own strengths and are good at winning, there is no master of swordsmanship.

He learned swordsmanship in the mountain and sea realm, and when he returned to the land of Shenzhou, no one could compete with him, which had to be said to be a regret for him.

Unexpectedly, today in this ancient castle, he actually met four swordsmanship masters, although they used Europa's sword path, which is not the same as his swordsmanship, but swordsmanship, after practicing to a high place, the sword theory of the two sides is roughly the same, and there is not much difference between each other, which is much happier than the sword.

It was only at this time that Pang Xie felt that this merit was not worth it in vain!