The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 143: Under the mask (top)

"Swordsmanship like this..." Asai appeared next to Jonah, with an incredible expression on his face. In the short time he got together, Jonah had never seen a mysterious oriental man appear so shocked, as if it was a volley. The two swords of the stabbing smashed the blade of fire, and at the same time it disturbed his brain, but the astonishment of the third-level astrologer at this time was several times more than that of the Oriental, because the man standing in front of him turned his head slightly, showing half of his face. , "You, you, you are..." Jonah pointed at the warrior in the ghost's left hand, stammering speechless,

The man is not tall, slender, wearing a featureless black woolen long coat and trousers of the same color, full of gray and short hair, holding an ordinary fighting rapier in his right hand, he half-turned Looking back at the astrologer behind him, he said in the lingua franca of the Western Continent: "Are you okay." His voice was low and vicissitudes of life, and every word he uttered seemed to have been baptized by wind and sand, falling dry and stagnant to the ground.

Jonah could not recognize this strange figure, but half of the man’s face evoked his memory. This man wears a silver mask on his face. The workmanship is not as good as a hideous mask made of stainless steel. Casting, the eyes are partly inlaid with transparent glass, and a pair of indifferent gray pupils are exposed behind the glass. Although the mask and the saber are far from the authentic ones in the storage room of "Bactria's Wind", the whole world except that Man, who else is this weird dress, with a horrifying swordsmanship,

"...Ugly, ugly...Ugly face sharp." Jonah finally called out the name of the person in front of him. 15 years ago, he followed the Zawi Empire Admiral Fein Stewart to the Southern Continent and abandoned the Seven The distinguished status of the first-class swordsman, the legendary man who became one of the seven sailor companions of the King of Sand Pirates, the only survivor of the Battle of Namoza, "Ugly Face" Liche,

The gray pupils shrank instantly, and the needle-like pain agitated on the surface of Jona’s skin, as if the stare behind the mask could turn into a wounding blade, a red light flashed, and Asai seemed to wave his blood inadvertently. The dagger, disturbing the tangible and qualitative threatening eyes of the powerful swordsman, "Brother who uses the sword, we are considered to be colleagues. I admire your swordsmanship very much. After solving today's troubles, maybe we should find time to learn from each other." The oriental said with a grin, showing his white teeth,

"Why do you know my name." The ugly face turned away and asked in that dry voice like rubbing a stone,

The pressure disappeared. The astrologer took a deep breath of precious air, and a dense layer of cold sweat oozes out of his back. The high-level ability turned out to be so powerful that just by focusing on it, you can deprive yourself of normal breathing. In the past few seconds, the air has turned into solidified lead blocks, and now the lungs are suffering from hypoxia. He was awarded the title of seventh-level swordsman in the Zawi Empire nearly twenty years ago. After a long period of training , Now what is the strength of "Ugly Face" Liche, "I, I know your story..." Jona said intermittently, covering his chest with his hands, "I admire the King of Sand Pirates, and his loyal Friends... I and Stuart brothers and sisters are, are friends..."

"Ugly Face" Liche turned his head again and glanced at the young man he was ordered to protect with suspicion. Jonah simply took out the glass jar containing the Moonlight Elf from his deerskin bag, "This, this is proof, please believe I..."

Before the broken French window, the white-robed priest Mias raised his head and asked Tuva Tugan in the flames: "Hey, Senator, what should I do in this situation? Let's just go to war and interrupt them. Polite behavior."

The big man of the Scarlet Brotherhood waved away the blue blazing blade and stared at the man wearing the silver mask with red eyes like hot coals. Laugh, the flame on his body gradually rises, curls, and entangles into a ball,

"Okay, go on." The White-robed priest yelled vigorously, and charged alone to the enemy in the enchantment. "Chapter 14, the lord **** Laqi is the fifth son of the creator. Flame and The **** of the hammer, the first strike of the anvil created the stars, the second strike created the moon, and the third strike created the golden mattili and the bright red Iukote You and the three suns of the dark blue Quiavello..." As Mias muttered, the words in the Bible turned into golden symbols and hovered in the air, and then slowly sank into the priest’s body. This young man His body is undergoing significant changes, his muscles are twisted and weird gurgling sounds, his arms swell up like an inflated swim bladder, and every step forward, his steps become heavy. When he takes the fifth step, he has already mutated into seven. The priest of the tall giant man stepped on the floor with one foot, and the entire space trembled under absolute power, "Blessed by the fanatic." The mysterious boosting magic changed the structure of the human body in an illogical way, allowing the small and thin priest to temporarily possess The peak physical strength of mankind,, of course, in exchange, also took away his sober consciousness, turning Mias into a tireless killing machine,

The fragments of broken white robe showed steel-like muscles, and the fanatic roared, shaking his huge fist and smashing it down, "Be careful." Just the strong wind from his fist made Jonah unstable. He stepped back two steps and shouted,

"Ugly Face" Lichee raised his head, his short gray hair was messy in the wind, and his ugly silver mask was expressionless. His right hand was removed. It is usually used for fencing training and ceremonial swords, which are not suitable for combat. The fighting rapier swished through the air, so fast that it left two lightning-like afterimages on the retina, "Puff." Two blood holes appeared in Mias's left and right shoulder sockets, and the wound spurting blood soon Enclosed by the amazingly active muscle tissue, this kind of injury seems insignificant to the fanatic who knows no pain, but the heavy punch suddenly stopped in the air, only two inches away from the sharp mask. After a second, the tall man The giant fell to the ground and shook the floor. Two small wounds showed brilliant golden light. His body shrank like a frustrated ball. His body kept convulsing and shrinking, and it only took half a minute to recover. The original look,

"This, how is this possible." The priest in white robe sat up, his face was shocked, and he stared at his hands blankly.

"Master." Asai raised his thumb convincingly, "Brother Jona, this acquaintance of yours is one of the few people I have ever seen with the most swords. He accurately pierced Mi The only weakness of Brother Yas's augmentation magic is, that’s wrong, the only weakness is that it completely expels the power of the Holy Light from his body. This kind of swordsmanship is simply a work of art."

The astrologer was not idle, struggling to wave a wand, Sila Fauna, knocked a sneak attacking swordsman to the ground, raised his foot and slammed on the opponent’s face, the power of the hard-soled leather boots was immediate, the sword Shi Hun fainted without even humming. Since signing a symbiosis contract with the Moonlight Elf, Jonah's strength has become much stronger. Now he can fight head-on with low-level soldiers without losing the wind. He sighed and took a few breaths. "Of course, Mr. Ricci is a very remarkable person...compared to your heyday."

The Oriental babbled for a long time, and threw a sentence: "Different genres are not easy to compare, but I know someone who uses a sword style very similar to this Mr. Ricci, given that he has also been sealed in power. ...The two should be able to draw a tie."

Jonah didn’t understand at all. At this time, the naked priest in white jumped up angrily, holding a short staff to release the spell again, “Chapter 39, the Lord God Luta pleases the young man’s tribute, and the inner jealousy of the elderly is like The poisonous snake bit the heart, he let his biological daughter drink the sleeping poison, and put her on the altar of sacred concentric circles like a lamb..." As the golden concentric circle pattern appeared on his right hand, a solid circular shield gradually Condensed in the air, countless pairs of terrifying green eyes suddenly appeared on the surface of the shield. Each eye was constantly looking around. Jonah accidentally stared at a green pupil, and immediately felt his mind become drowsy and sleepy. , As if not closing his eyes for several days,,, "The Shield of the Kinslayer."

"It's not over, it's not over..." The young Mias blushed with shame, and another Holy Light spell was released for a while," Chapter 101, the main **** Sadi said: ' Why did you break into my resting place,' Elf hero Nargon bared his chest and replied:'I just want to borrow your invincible sword to pierce me and the devil behind me together,'..." the priest said in his left hand. The sceptre began to extend slowly and turned into a golden spear. The sharp tip of the spear shone with a terrible cold light that the material world could not have. "

At this time, the white-robed priest seems to have become a hero in ancient myths and legends. He rushed forward with his body, his right arm shielded his heart, and his left hand held up the golden light spear, "Come on, wear a mask. The devil." He shouted and rushed to "Ugly Face" Liche, his young face burning with unyielding self-confidence,

"Half-hanging." The dagger reaped the life of a swordsman, and the Oriental commented carefully,

Liche’s steel mask was illuminated by golden light. He was not deceived by the kinslayer’s shield, nor did he avoid the sharpness of the slayer’s spear. What the Great Swordsman did was stab two swords swiftly and unmatchedly. , One sword pierced the center of the shield, the other pierced the priest’s wrist,

Two people passed by, and Mias fell to the ground with a plop, and the shield was broken into hundreds of golden fragments from the center, each with a green eye; lost; The quasi-headed light spear pierced into the ground diagonally, as if it did not reach the handle without resistance, "Ahhhhh..." The priest wailed loudly while holding the blood-spraying wrist. The cut through the rapier came from the joint of his left wrist. Passing through, accurately cut all blood vessels and tendons, "You devil... you wait, I will get revenge one day..." The young and proud Messiah rolled nakedly in his pool of blood. , The tears on his face were swallowed fiercely by him with blood, and his voice contained a deep bone marrow resentment,