Tales of the Reincarnated Lord Chapter 37: Anti-kill

Chapter 37 Anti-Killing

In the dark, Jianmang emerged, as bright as stars and as fast as lightning. In Lorist's eyes, the rushing Jianguang has become a huge net that envelopes the world, blocking his own direction, it seems that he has no choice but to wait for his death.

The person who rushed to Lorist seemed to be the impatient student. His hands were fierce. Unlike the previous one, as long as Lorist had one arm, Jianmang pointed directly at the point. For the life and death of Lorist, the other party did not care on.

Lorist snorted coldly, did not retreat, retreated, drew his sword back, and came first.

At the moment when the sword and sword are struck, the Lorist's long sword wind and thunder burst out, and the sky's sword light disappears without a trace.

"Yeah ..." The opponent simply thought that Lorist's counterattack was so fierce. Not only did he break his sword, seize the opportunity, but also launched a counterattack. For a while, he turned himself from an attacker to a defensive side.

The other party wants to seal the frame and use its Golden Rank Battle Qi strength to suppress the sword of Lorist. However, the Sword Art of Lorist is too magical. The enemy has not yet arrived. The move is like a storm, endless, like a flood. Ground, no gaps. The attack must be saved, forcing the opponent to have to defend, and the Lorist often changed its way halfway, pointing to other key points, forcing the other party to avoid retreats again and again.

The sweaty cheek of the opponent's already, if not Lorist is too tight, so that he can't breathe, I'm afraid he would have cried out for help. I never imagined that I would encounter such a terrible Sword Art. The gap between Battle Qi Golden Rank and Black Iron never seems to be existence. At this moment, the performance of Lorist is not at all the level that Black Iron Rank Swordsman should have. In the other person ’s heart, it is only Grand-master that is Great Sword Master. Brothers can give themselves the same pressure when compared to swords ...

A series of "铮铮 铮 ..." sword strikes followed, followed by the muffled hum of Potterfang and the scream of that brother.

"Oh ... hiss ... it hurts, lunatic, you lunatic! Oh ... it hurts me. Brother, are you okay? Hurry up and the kid came over to help me, this Silver Rank guy is pure It's a lunatic, hiss ... "The elder brother apparently suffered a big loss, and Zhong Jian screamed in pain after being hurt.

Potterfang "哧哧" laughed: "Come on, Lao Tzu slaughtered Golden Rank like this, two swords for one sword, and three swords for one sword. Let's see who fell first ..."

The older brother didn't dare to come forward and fight with Potterfang, but he gnashed his teeth and walked around him. While he was restrained by the glowing blade, he urged his brother to hurry up to help him. He kept complaining that his brother was usually arrogant. But for a long time, I could n’t get a Black Iron Swordsman, and I practiced swords in the dog's belly or something ...

The brother did n’t know that his brother could not speak at this moment. Lorist heard the movement behind him and understood that Potterfang was injured, and he even strengthened the offensive. On several occasions, he was brutal and forced to break open. Take the chest and abdomen of the other side straight in the middle. It was the master's retreat and dodging that he barely escaped these waves of swords, and his heart was even more horrified. Originally Lorist hit him and he still ecstatic, thinking that his sword as a long sword in the hands of Golden Rank can easily cut off the Lorist's long sword. Even if it is cut continuously, it will be enough for Lorist to suffer a big loss. After all, the opponent is Black Iron strength.

The Lorist's sword was too fast to make that teacher unstoppable. This time, he was kind enough to come to your door. This teacher tried to fight with the two swords of Lorist, but only made his opponent like breaking the sword. The situation did not happen. On the contrary, Lorist's long sword sent a shock that made him almost unable to hold the sword. The sword was broken and the chest and abdomen exposed the empty door. This escaped a disaster.

Lorist is helpless. I originally thought that my opponent was a fierce character. I was so complacent and ruthless as I said before. I might have to pay a little price to win him. Who knew that besides the sword that started to attack, all of them would be dodging, jumping, parrying, and resisting their own offensive, not even a decent counterattack. No matter how powerful your Sword Art is, you can't help but avoid the enemy who refuses to accept the duel.

No, Lorist hasn't stepped forward yet. That younger brother has already bowed himself like a bird of surprise, and is fully focused on the small step retreats. It seems that if he wants to win, he has to think of another strategy.

Lorist slowly pushed towards the opponent, the long sword in the right hand was tilted, and the dim lights of the street lights in the distance danced the bright peacock-like swords in the air, attracting the opponent's attention. He lifted his left hand calmly, and a cymbal sounded softly, and a black slender sleeve arrow flew silently toward the target from the sleeve quiver tied to the left arm.

His forehead was sweating coldly. The pressure brought by Lorist made him turn a deaf ear to the chattering swearing and urging of his brother in the distance. Seeing that Lorist was slowly advancing again, he concentrated on his small steps while retreats Prepared for the attack that followed. At this moment, he felt uncomfortable until he really wanted to yell and vent his grievance. Who is Gold Swordsman and who is Black Iron? Shouldn't it be the other way around?

Lorist rubs his body and thunders. The sword in his hand is thunderous and thunderous, mixed with a chilling light and flashes like a lightning flash. He is already trembling, and the master is already scared. He dare not come up to fight it. retreats avoided this wave of offensive. But unexpectedly, when I just wanted to pull my leg, I just felt the pain of the left foot. When I looked down, I found that an elongated black sleeve arrow was nailed to the instep, connecting the foot with the ground ...

Uncle Shi's frightened soul rushed forward, and when he saw Lorist already attacking, he was about to open his mouth to ask for mercy, but it was too late. Wherever the Lorist Long Sword went, the Golden Rank Battle Qi of the opponent's body was like ice and snow melting, which did not prevent the sword body from penetrating. "Bashing", the sword came out through the body.

"Uh ... humble ... despicable ..." The master was put on a sword by Lorist, and spit out two words in a dead fisheye.

Lorist knew that the other person was referring to his dark arrow hurting, but he was not embarrassed, but nodded sincerely: "Thank you for your praise."

Withdrawing the sword, the dying opponent is like a broken pocket on the ground. Lorist turned around and walked step by step towards the brother who was still talking like a duck. The blood on the sword's spine fell on the ground, and soon formed a blood line.

There is a sword in the inside of the left thigh of that brother. Although the sword in this place is not life-threatening, it can not only cause severe pain, but it is also very inconvenient to move. In particular, that brother did not dare to continue to fight for life after hitting the sword, but instead took a fight, intending to wait for his brother to come back and join hands to clean up the Potterfang. The consequence of this is to ask for help, and every step you take will affect the wound, and your mouth will be sore and painful. No wonder he keeps cursing.

But the situation of Potterfang is not very good. The right rib and left shoulder are stained with blood. The left shoulder is still fine. It looks fuzzy, but it should not be cut deep, but the condition of the right rib is very bad. That was the wound of the sword sting, and it would be troublesome if it hurt the internal contusion. And from time to time, that brother sent a few light blades, every time Potterfang wielded his sword to cut off the light blade, the wound on the right rib would continue to flow.

The brother has stopped and sent a few light blades to Potterfang and then bowed his head to look at his thigh injury. The thigh injury had been tangled with his ripped clothes for a few times. Seeped from the bandaged cloth. He moved the cloth strips and cursed with painful fangs.

Lorist approached slowly, that brother thought he was back, and lowered his head to complain: "What's the matter, it took you so long to clean up an Black Iron Rank boy, hiss! It hurts me, this Silver Rank is a lunatic, you have to be careful, he will change his life with you, do n’t do it with ... ah! Ah! Ah ... "

He looked up and found that the brother who came in the dark was Lorist. The brother was so horrified that it took a long time to spit out a complete sentence: "How can it be you? My teacher and brother?"

Lorist sword swayed back: "Lying on the ground over there, he really paid the price of my life for my arm, but unfortunately he still failed to do so, and now I can only look at you."

Continue step by step.

"You, you, don't come over ..." The brother pointed his sword at Lorist, panicked again and again retreats, and heard that his brother was hanging in his heart, it was a big mess, Lorist slowly approached in his eyes Has become the urging devil.

Even stepped back a few steps until he hit the flowerbed behind him. The brother stopped and saw an idea around him. He threw his sword at Lorist and turned to run Battle Qi. Paining high, it turned out that I wanted to jump over the flowerbed to run away with a sword.

The sound of a broken air sounded like a long sword that jumped into the air. He broke into the back of the brother and broke out of the chest. The brother screamed and screamed in the air and fell into the flower garden. After a few struggles, he lost his breath. This long sword was thrown by Potterfang. When he saw that brother wanted to escape, he threw out the long sword in his hand without thinking, but after throwing the long sword, he also settled down.

Lorist After flying the sword thrown by that brother, he was six or seven meters away from the brother. Seeing that the brother jumped up and wanted to escape, it was too late. I thought he would be run away by that brother, but I did n’t want to. Potterfang gave himself a sword throwing skill and killed the brother in the air.

"Brother, this sword is really a good shot, good investment skills." Lorist praised loudly and quickly walked towards Potterfang.

Potterfang smiled weakly: "This is a military attack, which is not good. It's just better than you, the same two Golden Rank, you are unharmed, and I kill the enemy first. And I not only hit the sword, but also It's up to you to scare the enemy skilled personnel to find the time, shame. "

Lorist stepped forward to support Potterfang, carefully leaned him on the bench and started to check his injury. The injury of the left shoulder was not a big problem, because the stab wound on the right rib could not be examined carefully because of the dim street light.

Seeing that Lorist was anxious for his injury, Potterfang was very moved, and smiled weakly: "It's okay, I have something in mind. When the sword stab came, I had prepared for it. I should not have hurt my internal contusion. It will recover. I was hurt more than that in the army at first, so I survived it. "

Lorist took off his linen underwear directly and tore it into a strip. First, he bandaged the two injuries of Potterfang, then went to the two corpses to search, and only got back two money bags and two long swords. And two 1 Star Gold Battle Qi badges.

"Strange, these two swords are very common, but these two Gold Battle Qi badges don't seem to be the style of Trade Union here, they are rare," said Lorist.

Potterfang didn't recognize where this was, and shook his head.

There are twenty or more gold fordes and thirty or more large silver coin(s) in the two wallets. Lorist puts gold fordes and large silver coin(s) each into a wallet, then took the wallet containing the large silver coin(s) and said, "Potterfang, This is our trophy, one per person with a money bag. I'm welcome, this extra money bag belongs to me. "

Speaking of inserting more than twenty gold fordes money bags into the arms of Potterfang, Potterfang was bewildered, and a grateful look appeared in his eyes: "Mr. Norton, you ..."

Lorist waved his hand to stop saying what he wanted to say: "Call me Locke. When you draw a sword and stand side by side with me, you are my friend. Among friends, you don't need to say polite words."

"Eh ..." Potterfang smiled: "Well, Locke, you can call me Borg, all my comrades in the army call me that."

"Okay, Borg," Lorist said.

There was a snoring sound of carriage speeding in the distance, but it was Reidy who drove back with carriage . The overhead and rear luggage racks of carriage were full of people. The carriage had not stopped yet, and the people above were volleyed. Jumping down, seven or eight people rushed over. Els and Charade took the lead, and rushed to see Lorist Wudi before they were relieved.

"What about the other person? Did you run away?" Charade asked pantingly.

"There, and the flower garden, both are lying on their backs." Lorist pointed to the direction and asked Charade: "Is there any medicine?"

"Yes, yes ..." Charade quickly took medicine from his body.

Els waved hands and Terman took several people to inspect the body.

Lorist untie the bandage of Potterfang and reapply the medicine.

"Dad, Daddy" A man, a woman and two children rushed over, grabbing Potterfang's hand and began to cry. This is Potterfang's son Schwartz and daughter Alyssa. They both woken up on carriage and were frightened. Unfamiliar carriage stranger, father is gone. If it weren't for Charade and told them that Correct was going to pick up their father, I don't know what the two children would cry like. I just saw my dad and found that he was injured. The two children still cried.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Schwartz, you are a boy, you must learn to be strong, and protect your sister when you grow up. Boys cannot cry at will. Dad is okay, just broke his mouth and bleed a little bit of blood , No big deal. ”Potterfang touched the hair of Alyssa to his son.

Garland limped over: "I know these two people. This is the first time I have come to Red Crow Inn tonight. I have been sitting in the corner drinking and not chatting. I noticed them for a long time and found that they seemed Who are you waiting for? Because they are very quiet, I do n’t care much. But then Little Locke watched carriage from the backyard and came back to the counter to check out and said they were leaving. The two people left first, or the accounts collected by Louise . "

Charade thoughtfully: "Did they go to Red Crow Inn to wait for Locke? To take the first step is to ambush Locke on the road ahead? Have you found any clues on them? Locke."

"Except for the money bag, they have this Battle Qi badge, nothing else, um, and these two swords." Lorist passed the two Battle Qi badges.

Charade turned the badge over and over and looked at it for a long time: "The style is quite chic, but I can't remember where it is."

Hand over the badge to Els who scolded him: "This is your place. Fortunately, Little Locke is not in trouble, otherwise it depends on how you explain to everyone. These are the two dead ghosts. You can check for any clues. "

Els took the badge and took a look: "Yeah, it's 1 Star Gold, Reidy went to the tavern and said that there was an ambush of two 1 Star Gold. We still have a little disbelief, you have nothing but these two but hung up. Japan, Locke You are a monster! "

"Don't you see Brother Bog injured? If it weren't for his shot, I'd be a little bit uncomfortable. Don't talk nonsense. Let's take Brother Bog to carriage first. Their family will live with me first. Right, What about Instructor Marin? "Lorist asked.

Charade said, "I'm still in the car and I sleep soundly ..."