Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 14: The Qi Ming of the Sword and the Sword (Part 2)
Thales has never seen Yala's knife so angry and so aggressive.
He vaguely felt that the two wolf-leg knives at this time contained suffocating pressure.
Rolf rose up with all his strength, his two Hidden Blades fought against his chest, and his figure retreated!
The female bartender rushed more and more violently, and in an instant, a thunderous double knife slashed out!
The figures of the two moved in synchrony like a ballroom dance, but they were far from elegant and civilized. Rolf's Hidden Blade turned into a phantom, and Ya pulled his sword-holding arms in an instant.
"Ding Ding Dang Dong!"
The clashing sound keeps on.
Hidden Blade has blocked the double swords that struck Rolf countless times.
The double swords also smashed the Hidden Blade that pierced Yala countless times!
Both of them are moving extremely fast, and the signs and facades by the side of the street flash by quickly, but the two sides seem to be static to each other, focusing on dismantling the other's moves.
Thales was so intently that he almost forgot to breathe.
But the offensive and defensive momentum is very obvious: Yala's double swords are intended to attack the opponent's vitals, Rolf's two Hidden Blades are only to stop the opponent's offensive.
one offense and one defense, but it is a competition of speed and dexterity.
But after the next metal clash, Ya pulls the wolf-leg knife in her left hand. In the master’s indomitable momentum, a burst of thunder suddenly burst, like a ripple in the air, bounced away. A sword blocked by Wolf!
Yala's unexpected hole card surprised Rolf.
One step wrong, one step wrong.
The interception of this sword failed, so Rolf had no time to retract another sword, exposing the vitals of his chest and abdomen to Yala's left sword!
"Stroke!"
This is the sound of a wolf's leg knife cutting through the clothes and piercing the chest.
At the moment when his life was at stake, Rolf did not hesitate to activate the power with all his strength.
"Ghost with the wind" is not a name for the wind, I saw that his lips were pursed, the tattoos on his face glowed slightly, and a violent whirlwind formed in the gap between the two, diverting Yala from herself Scratch away in the direction!
Rolf stepped on his feet, and leaped up into the air with the gust of wind, leaving only a few traces of blood on the spot.
The female bartender was forced to stop, retract her arms and adjust her body to adapt to the sudden gust of wind, and her thunderous whistling sword was also cut off.
Thales in the distance did not directly feel the gust of wind, but this did not affect his judgment: two people were affected by the wind at the same time, Rolf flew towards the rear, and Yala was blocked Footsteps.
The wind did not stop, but continued to increase. Rolf's figure, like a kite, was floating in the air while stepping on the wind, and the light on his face became more dazzling.
The female bartender had to bend her knees to resist the increasing wind and at the same time take the opportunity to regain her strength.
Rolf has no more hippie smiles, and the pain in his chest makes him startled: The little girl in front of him is probably no less tricky than any 13th general of the Brotherhood.
thinking of the momentum of the two knives just now, the ghost of the wind is determined not to give her a chance to come back again,
Fortunately, the cost of her offensive was not small.
The Ghost of Suifeng had a cold face, turned his hands over, and his two Hidden Blades were splayed away.
The wind is rising.
Under the cover of the strong wind, Rolf once again showed his ghostly figure.
In the next instant, Rolf appeared on top of Yala's head!
Yala gritted her teeth and swung her knife to the grid for the first time.
"铿!"
But Rolf retreated with a single blow, and his figure disappeared like a flowing wind, giving Yala no chance to counterattack or even attack.
"锵!"
Rolf’s Hidden Blade reappeared, this time at the bottom left of Yala, and if he missed the same hit, he fluttered back!
"As long as your sudden uprising and continuous offensive are interrupted, the assassination knife known by the Surreyton family for hundreds of years will no longer work."
Rolf's voice came from the wind again.
Yala struggled to resist the opponent’s guerrillas, and the gust of wind that hit her side from time to time forced her to expend a lot of energy to maintain her figure and to predict the direction of Rolf’s next attack. .
Thyls, who was watching the battle, was nervous--what should I do?
Rolf’s soft voice rang around again.
"However, just tell me why your Surreytons are lurking in the fraternity, maybe we can sit down and talk?"
Yala gave a solemn expression and closed her eyes at this moment.
seems to have made a decision.
I saw her holding the double knives upside down, and slamming the blade into the mud brick under her feet.
Rolf’s Hidden Blade appears again, still above his head!
But this time, Yala turned around on the spot, and the double knives stuck on the ground violently followed her arm around!
"Boom!"
In a burst of thunder, the earth and rocks on the ground were picked up by Yala, shaking up several meters!
The earth and rocks flew up, blocking Rolf's sight.
The light of the knife faintly flashed in the earth and rocks!
Rolf shouted angrily, his figure receded, but the tattoos on his face became brighter and brighter, and the gust of wind in the sky accelerated suddenly, spinning up terrible power, and scatter the earth and rocks!
In the squally wind, the earth and rocks are shooting in all directions!
At this time, half of his head was exposed in the hidden place, and Thales, who was watching the battle, suddenly heard a hoarse and indistinguishable voice:
"Head down."
There is no time to froze, Thales is instinctively low.
"Wow!"
The earth and rocks shot from the center of the battle quickly passed over Thales's head!
Several rocks hit the side door of the shop behind Thales, knocking out the wooden door panel into a depression!
Thales looked at the door panel behind him, patted his chest in a cold sweat, if he hadn’t bowed his head just now--
But he hasn't reacted yet, a slender figure appeared in his hiding place.
"You go quickly."
Thales was dumbfounded.
Yala in front of her eyes is definitely not "good". The heroic bartender looks tired at the moment, and her left arm is trembling slightly when she is panting.
"He found my weakness and couldn't form a continuous offense. I can't beat him."
The bartender put her arm on Thales's shoulder, showing an ugly smile.
"Sooner or later you will be found if you go on like this, I will lead him away, and then you will go alone!"
"Walk down on the left side of the alley, cover your breath with a black cloth, and immediately turn around and change lanes when you encounter any sound."
"The Brotherhood did not attack too deeply. As long as you cross the center of Red Square Street, there will be fewer and fewer people."
"Boy, even if you are alone, you have to survive!"
Thales looked at the bartender who said goodbye suddenly.
until she shoots out, facing the center of the strong wind outside the street.
Thales unconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed her back.
Yala.
The traverser listened to the renewed fighting sound in the distance, and the dog meat in the kitchen behind the bar appeared that night.
"Eat slower! Boy, I won this dog too!"
"What's wrong with the bartender! I'm Yala Sa-I'm Yala but a well-trained bartender!"
"This dog leg can't be given to you! You can't bite it!"
Goodbye.
Sister Yala.
Goodbye.
JC.
Thales turned around resolutely and headed towards the depths of Red Square Street.
I want to live--I still owe Yala a favor.
The sound of fighting behind him gets farther and farther.
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A messy battlefield.
Cohen leaned on his sword and knelt on the wall with his left hand, coughing fiercely.
Blood is dripping from the guard's chest.
His left rib was punctured, his lungs were damaged, and the wound almost spread to the heart.
Moreover, the enemy's violent ending power still lingers in his wounds.
Even Cohen's proud power of ending-"The Glory of the Stars" can't resist.
And his enemy, Cohen, raised his head and looked at the swordsman in red and black clothes in front of him.
The red and black swordsman's left shoulder armor was pierced by Cohen's "Mans Sword", and his shoulder was bleeding. There were also scratches on his left chin and left neck.
But it’s far better than Cohen’s situation.
At the moment when both swords are about to pierce each other, the two people show completely different fighting qualities.
Cohen stimulated a part of the brilliance of the stars, condensed into a "star shield", protected the heart, deflected and took the vital sword, and then tried his best to stab the sword in his hand.
And the red and black swordsman, regardless of the silver and white blade that pierced the throat, but when the blade was about to reach the body, he sent out the sword in his hand more calmly and crazily. Sent into the opponent's sternum.
Then, while Cohen’s sword trembled, he lowered his head to avoid the vitals of his throat, leaving only a scratch on his chin and neck, and then allowed Cohen to pierce his shoulder armor, and then sent the sword in his hand again. one cent.
stand up and down.
"You are an excellent swordsman." The red and black swordsman suddenly spoke.
"In the face of such a sword, many people avoid its edge and try to fight back."
"And you insist on stab the sword."
"As for the action of cohesive protection, is the army taught you to do it?"
Cohen coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile: "A veteran told me: On the battlefield, you must keep your life-saving hand-in order to live longer than the enemy, and hurt less than the enemy."
The red and black swordsman was silent for a while, and then chuckled slightly: "He must have never been a death squad."
Cohen panted, frowning: "On the Western Front, the death squad charging towards the Boneman and Orc——Have you ever done it?"
Swordsman nodded:
"Three times."
"Which guard is from?"
"Skull Guard, the Seventeenth Death Squad."
"Falkenhauser's death squad, three times? It seems that you have offended a big man."
"What about you, police officer?"
"The Raven Guard, the second commando."
"'Xunlei's Crow'? The Second Commando? Humph, why do I say Karabyan is so familiar, it seems to be a nobleman."
Cohen spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly:
"Actually, I always want to ask, is the chaka good to drink before the charge — my father never lets me drink it."
"It's awful. Damn quartermaster, even the dead are deducted from buying alcohol."
"Really."
"Yes."
The conversation between the two suddenly suffocated.
The red and black swordsman put away his madness and violence, and Cohen put away his helplessness and gasping.
"Gulaton Reimer, Skull Guard, Seventeenth Death Squad, Sword and Shield Soldier," he said, "This is my name. I am honored to fight with you, Sir."
"Korn Karabyan, Raven Guard, Second Commando, Captain of Operations," the security officer smiled sorrowfully, "Is this honor to be mine, uh, gangster?"
Both of them looked at each other seriously and earnestly.
On Cohen’s sword, the stars flickered.
On the right arm of the red and black swordsman Gulaton, the violent force surged and the blood vessels protruded.
The last sword of birth and death-this is the moment of the end swordsman.
glorious, sacred, no profanity.
But the next moment, the faces of both of them changed suddenly!
The sound of a violent wind whistling suddenly came next door.
A slender figure, holding a pair of knives, fell from the air onto the street!
This distance should be enough.
The bartender panted and looked at the two kneeling and standing.
until she saw Cohen's dress.
I hope that kid can—Huh? Kingdom Security Officer?
This is a gang war, why is Qingpi here?
Cohen and Gulaton also looked at her suspiciously.
Another gangster? Cohen thought to himself, hope it was not from the blood bottle.
This woman, I don’t seem to have heard an adult say, Gulaton secretly said, is it a chess piece coming in from outside?
"You can't run! Sister bartender."
The wind howled, and accompanied by a soft voice, Rolf appeared on the street corner, and he also saw two swordsmen.
"Gulaton? You should be guarded by the adults," Rolf frowned, "Why are you here, with one---green skin?"
Very good—Cohen thought to himself, and then turned to the female bartender. Since this woman is the opponent of his enemy, she should not be from the Blood Bottle Gang.
"Concentrate on cleaning up your mice." The red and black swordsman, Guraton said coldly, seemingly not wanting to talk to Rolf, "I will do my job."
Gula finished his words, and coldly raised his sword at Cohen.
Cohen also stood up slowly, gritted his teeth, his silver sword crossed his chest.
Rolf curled his lips, and the wind on his side continued to blow.
Ya took a deep breath and knelt down on one knee, adjusting her angle.
All four understand the situation on the court.
Two blood bottle gangs, a brotherhood, and a green skin—oh, it's the guard.
The next moment, all four of them moved!
Gulaton’s long sword flashed red, chasing Cohen’s heart mercilessly!
Cohen's face turned pale, facing Gulaton, the long sword pulled out the defensive sword ring!
Rolf's figure disappeared again, but the wind rushed towards Yala!
Yala burst into shape, and the double knives cut through the air as they moved forward, but unexpectedly rushed towards——
Cohen!
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Thales carefully clutched the black cloth, hiding his breath and ran away, bypassing the two teams of elite fighters who were desperately fighting.
In the crowd, a figure nearly two meters tall is absolutely brilliant. Wherever he went with an iron fist, the blood bottle of the red turban flew out.
is probably a master of the Brotherhood, I don’t know if it is the 13th general or the 6th.
Anyway, it is impossible to be the three legendary killers.
But Thales just went around quietly.
This is not his battle.
He wants to run away.
for myself and for Yala.
for the beggar in the sixth house.
Thales turned a block, but met an air barrier head on.
He didn't know at the time that this was the famous "air wall" in the hands of masters.
He smashed the barrier angrily.
**** magician.
is about to detour again.
Hope not to meet people.
Thinking of people, Thales couldn't help thinking of the voice that reminded him to "bow his head."
He thought it was Yala, after all the latter appeared in front of him immediately.
But he later realized that the voice could not have been Yala's.
It was a hoarse and indistinguishable voice.
It was not just myself, Jala, and Rolf who were just present.
That is the fourth person.
Taylor's scalp tightened, and it suddenly occurred to him that if he had just reminded him to bow his head, it was the fourth person present.
Then why didn't Yala and Rolf notice?
Mingyara appeared in front of Thales for the first time after the earth and rock lased.
There is no doubt that Thales concluded: He is more terrifying than Jala and Rolf.
But, since he is not hostile to himself, why not help?
"Bump!" Thales hit an invisible barrier again.
He patted his head in annoyance.
There are more and more ghost things like this, don’t you want money and money!
Thales turned a direction and ran forward.
"Ball!"
is another barrier!
This time, Thales could not hold his footsteps, he fell to the ground, his left forehead knocked at the foot of the house next to him.
Thales grinned and squeezed his broken head, raised his bleeding head, and looked in front of him.
is a bit wrong.
This is an intersection. Although it is dark all around, according to his memory, it is probably close to the center of Red Square Street.
even the sound of fighting is getting away.
Thales moved slightly in the other three directions and stretched out his hand.
Then, he touched two barriers in two directions not far away.
Thales was shocked.
really has both the weirdness and hint of a horror movie.
The traverser was silent for a while, and turned to the only direction without barriers.
He stretched out his hand silently, and sure enough, this time, he walked more than ten meters without hindrance.
Taylor's heart is getting deeper and deeper.
I didn't expect it, I obviously came here.
Hey.
Destiny, destiny, you are a bitch.
He jerked off his right hand covering his forehead, allowing the blood to drip to the ground.
The traverser resolutely walked a dozen more steps on the empty street until he approached a house.
In the center of the house is a large double-opening wooden door that is ajar.
Thales raised his head, and there was a big sign on the door. The illiterate traverser could barely recognize one word. It was because he had been begging at the Black Gold Casino before.
The word is:
Chess and cards.
Thales turned his head and looked in the other three directions, remembering the pain of bleeding on his forehead.
There is no way to go.
"This invitation is really crude," Thales murmured.
But he still sighed, stopped hesitating, pushed open the half-covered door vigorously, and walked into the chess and card room in the center of Red Square Street.
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will really shape the atmosphere.
"Welcome to my amusement park, my little friend."
As we walked past the chess tables (and hit a lot of them), Thales heard a pleasant and relaxing voice.
"Under Ashida Sackern, my colleagues are used to calling me: the magician of Qi."
a long time.
Thales did his best for two lifetimes to calm the panic in his heart.
In the darkness in front of me, there was only a candlelight flickering, and there was the entrance to the cellar of the chess and card room.
Thales took a deep breath, walked down the cellar, then held his breath, pressing on his beating heart.
In front of him, a handsome man in blue with long dark brown hair, sitting at a long table, smiled at him and nodded.
"As for the issue of invitations, I will pay attention next time."
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Sunset Temple, inner altar.
The gray-haired middle-aged nobleman can hardly conceal the excitement in his heart. Before his eyes, the lamp on the altar carrying the future of the kingdom, its flame is getting bigger and bigger, and its color is getting redder.
He lifted the lamp and strode out of the inner altar of the temple.
The older priest behind her was startled and stretched out her hand to stop her, but then she thought of something and her hand in midair suddenly stagnated.
The priest sighed, watched the nobleman's figure go away, and sat down slowly.
After a long while, the older priest called Niya, a sleepy intern.
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