Hail the King

Chapter 401 , The Upheaval of the Battle of the Peak

The sudden change made everyone watching the battle completely stupefied, unable to react in time.

Because the person who drew the sword was none other than Huntelaar, the number one swordsman of Ajax.

This extremely strong swordsman who looks like a gorilla has stood up from the bench he has been sitting on for some time. His height of 2.3 meters gives a great sense of oppression. The handle in his hand is only as thick as a thumb but is almost The silver light on the two-meter-long bright silver rapier is trembling slightly with a strange pattern. Every time it shakes, a ray of silver light arc as bright as a meteor cuts through the sky, heading towards Carat in mid-air. Xi Qi dashed away.

"what are you doing?"

"Damn it! How dare you intervene in Wu Jihad?"

"Ah, Master Krasic is injured..."

The audience on the empty lawn was full of exclamations. No one thought that at the moment when Zenitvu Santa Krasic was about to win the battle, Huntelaar, one of the spectators, would brazenly launch a sneak attack.

This is simply intolerable in the martial holy war. Participating in the duel between the two imperial martial saints is tantamount to despising the dignity and honor of the warriors of the mainland empire, and today, Huntelaar's shot is even more equal to the war. Outbreak——As long as the news spreads, the Zenit Empire will inevitably declare war on the Ajax Empire. In the continent of Azeroth, no country will remain indifferent when the Guardian Warrior is attacked.

"Humph!" There was a still flat cold hum from the sky, Krasic's injured body suddenly stabilized, and he slashed down with a backhand sword in his hand, and a cyan sword glow shot out, cutting off consecutively. Thirty-three silver sword arcs struck in an instant.

The sword is violent and extremely sharp.

Huntelaar didn't dare to take it head-on, and turned his body. His seemingly clumsy body dexterously avoided the blue sword glow, and stomped his feet on the ground. With a bang, a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the next moment , Silver flames flickered among electric light and flint, and there was a sharp piercing sound, and the figure of Huntelaar appeared in the midair within three meters in front of Krasic.

The extremely strange silver slender sword danced wildly in his hand.

The sword is not like a sword, but more like a silver whip.

Amidst the whistling sound of piercing through the air, silver swords and snakes dance wildly, with extremely strange arcs, enveloping Krasic's crazily continuous stabs, stabbing hundreds of swords in an instant.

Krasic looked a little pale,

The left hand is pressing the right chest, and the right hand is holding the Heavenly Sword tightly. The huge sword body does not move, but the body is tossing and flickering crazily, constantly changing postures, and after each change, the giant sword is like a shield. Blocked the tip of the silver long sword.

In an instant, sparks splashed everywhere, shining like fireworks all over the sky.

"Ahahaha, Krasic, I said, you must die today!"

On the other side, Spartacus Saint Iaquinta, who was still in shock, laughed wildly, and looked at the [Flame Bean] whose feet turned into a rain of blood, and the beast blood and bones began to turn into a raging flame , seemed to be able to melt everything, the smile on Iaquinta's face became ferocious and crazy, his eyes swept across the group of people watching the battle below, and suddenly shouted: "Shoot quickly!"

The voice has not yet fallen, and the mutation regenerates——

Costacurta, who was watching the battle on the stone bench of Dama Jindaodi, stood up suddenly, and the pages of his black iron-blooded armor clattered and made the sound of metal clanging, as if thousands of troops appeared on Jianfeng in an instant, a wave of The daunting aura of iron and blood soared into the sky. This is the unique killing aura gathered by a generation of famous generals after countless years of fighting on the battlefield. Just like the Zenit army god Arshavin, he has a general It is difficult for warriors to contend with the aura.

boom!

Costacurta pulled out the long knife at his waist, and with one slash, a piece of blood-colored horses as long as 40 to 50 meters cut through the sky.

This sword light, which contained the unique murderous aura of the battlefield, aimed at Zenitwu Santa Krasic, who was still invincible in a two-on-one battle in mid-air.

boom!

Krasic received a sword forcefully, and his body was shaken forty to fifty meters in mid-air...

No one thought that a generation of famous generals who had been silent like a mountain gave people a sense of trustworthiness, at this time, they would abandon their countless years of admirable glory of famous generals, and brazenly attack a martial saint who is in the middle of a martial holy war... At this moment, Costacurta's hand that drew the knife did not tremble at all, it was extremely firm!

"You... damn, damn, damn!!! Die for me!"

Until this moment, Fei finally reacted from the huge shock. He didn't care to hide his strength any longer. The sword] appeared in his hands under the flashing flames, and the skill of [Jump Strike] was activated instantly, and one person with two swords turned into a crazy blade storm.

The energy of one blue and one red seemed to tear apart the void, twisted together like two long dragons roaring towards Costacurta!

"Go back!" The four black-armored guards behind Costacurta pulled out their knives in unison, and the four knives glowed with black and red flames, and slashed at Fei.

Ding ding ding ding!

Amidst a series of deafening clashes of swords and swords, the four long knives snapped into two, one green and one red flashed, and three human heads shot up into the sky.

Facing Fei who was in a rage, the guards didn't have any resistance at all. With one move, three corpses lay on the ground. Among the four guards, only the one with the extremely beautiful complexion of wheat The bodyguard, whose strength is far higher than the three companions around him, was pulled by Costacurta at a critical moment, and escaped from the sword kiss.

Fei, who was furious, slashed out with one move and bullied him again.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three blue brilliance shone.

In the distance, the beautiful mercenary Yi Lianna bent her bow and set her arrows. The air was suddenly chilled. The three magic arrows were arranged in a zigzag shape and brushed against Fei's ears and the top of his head. , and ruthlessly shot Costacurta's heart and throat and other vital parts.

After killing monsters and leveling up in the world of Diablo for a long time, Irina and Fei can definitely be regarded as having a good understanding. Straight to the heart of Costacurta.

Eindhoven's old famous general's face remained unchanged, he slashed with a knife in his hand, and three long arrows flew between lightning and flint, but at the same time, the blade of the long knife was full of severe cold, even Costacu The cyan frosty air also began to spread on the arm of the tower.

"kindness?"

Costacurta raised his white eyebrows, as if he was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that Irina's magic arrow contained such a strange cold air. His right arm was stiff, and his left hand backhanded the long knife from the female guard who had just been rescued behind him. With a shock, he blocked the double swords that Fei attacked without delay.

boom!

The frightening shock wave spread, and Costacurta stood unsteadily, and flew back quickly with his body close to the ground. At the same time, Fei's footsteps were also vain, and he took two steps back.

"This old guy is actually at the Moon Star."

Fei judged the opponent's martial arts cultivation in an instant.

Although slightly surprised that the strength of an imperial general is so strong, while worrying about Krasic's safety, his fighting spirit surged in his heart. He looked up at Krasic in the air who was one enemy and two, and knew that if he killed Costa Coulthard is entangled, Krasic should be able to kill the opponent, and his heart is a little more stable.

Fei was about to turn his head to let Petr Cech and other dependent countries stay away to avoid being affected, but at this moment, for some reason, his eyes suddenly focused on Saint-Germain Crown Prince Gilano.

This handsome and romantic man, under the service of four stunning maids, is gently holding the wine bottle, looking at Krasic and others who are fighting fiercely in the sky with a half-smile.

"The three major imperial missions came to watch the battle. Now that Huntelaar and Costacurta have made moves, who can guarantee that this man will not make moves?"

Fei's heart was shocked, and he thought of this question in an instant.

And at the same time, a chuckle sounded in everyone's ears, and they saw the crown prince Gilano raised his head and drank the fine wine in the golden bottle, then suddenly threw away the wine bottle, grabbed one with his backhand and stuck it on the ground in front of him. A pitch-black magic wand, a series of mysterious and melodious chanting sounds quickly came out of his mouth, and golden magic runes emerged from the air, surrounding him, a radiance was shining, and a terrifying magical pressure followed. As a result, everyone even felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Sure enough... it's time to make a move!

Fei's heart shuddered, and he became anxious immediately. From the fluctuation of magic, he could clearly perceive that the strength of the crown prince of the Saint-Germain Empire had also vaguely climbed to the level of the moon.

Moreover, the magic he prepared is obviously a very terrifying forbidden technique level. Once it is cast, it is unknown what impact it will have on the battle situation. Three Styles] Consumed a lot of battle energy... Why did such a thing happen? Since the missions of the three empires came to watch the battle with the permission of the royal family of the Zenit Empire, why did they attack and kill Krasic in unison?

What exactly happened?

why?

One by one, incomprehensible mysteries that cannot be described with common sense flashed through Fei's mind in an instant, but these thoughts became the only one after 0.01 seconds——

Gilano's magic chant must be interrupted, and he cannot be allowed to complete the magic.

However, before Fei could take any action, someone had thought of realizing this idea for him in advance——

Purple flames ignited all over the sky, and a crystal-clear purple long knife as thin as a cicada's wings slashed towards the crown prince of the Saint-Germain Empire who was chanting a magic spell with a terrifying flame.

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It's three o'clock today.

Now I owe everyone four changes, and I will replace it at the end of the month. I really encountered something.