“Its him?”
When Phoenix Fire saw this scene, the thought flashed in her mind.
“Miss Er!”
Mr. Liu leaped to her side, in fact, under the previous shock wave, he was the only one who did not back down. But even so, his face was pale and terrible. He couldnt help looking into the carriage subconsciously, and he felt more in the hit just now.
It was not just a shock from the world of spirit and consciousness. In fact, at that moment, he seemed to be fighting against a top kendo master.
The horror of the opponents swordsmanship caused him to break down.
Even his teacher does n’t have such terrible strength
In the confrontation of the spiritual world, he can only see one back of the opponent, but this back alone is enough to make him unable to bear the slightest resistance.
It was only the swordsmans pride that gave him a sword, and there was only one sword, and he had failed.
But even a defeat is enough to benefit him a lot.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He didnt know whether he was happy or worried, but his eyes fell on the young man. He wasnt sure whether the blow came from the young man.
If so
The identity of the other party is worth scrutinizing.
A grandmaster who looks less than 25 years old from the outside.
“Mr. Liu, be careful!” While his mind was flashing, strange monsters surged up again, this time led by ordinary monsters with huge three-headed physiques, who slammed in this direction. .
Mr. Liu turned his head and was preparing to make a sword.
But it was this moment.
Bizarre things happened.
The three-headed weird in the air suddenly settled.
It was like being held by an invisible big hand, and Shengsheng nailed it to the transparent wall, witnessing the scene of Huanghuo and Mr. Liu turning subconsciously.
It just happened that Bredel sat up slowly from the carriage.
…
In the darkness is the mountain wind blowing from Song Qun Mountain. Bredel knows that this is the summer wind of Butch, which comes from the other side of the mountain stream. Every summer, he will visit it as time.
When the wind passed through the pine forest, the sound was like a sea like a rush, rustling, as if blowing pine needles, falling across the forest.
The moonlight was shining like a light, shining on the vast hills.
Romans back seemed to be still in front of him, and the tall hair of Miss Merchant was his last memory.
He stood outside the gate of the old house.
Looking at the undead from the mountains and mountains, white bones, flickering with white phosphorescence in the night. In their hands is a dark, heavy steel sword with the Bramanto black rose inscribed on it.
So striking.
This scene is clearer than the history of the two experiences.
But suddenly he couldnt remember what the name of the undead wizard who commanded the attack on Buche in history was, and the memory became so vague, as if everything about Sophie was being integrated into deeper thinking.
…… (To be continued.)
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 95 Extreme force
This scene is clearer than the history of the two experiences.
But suddenly he couldnt remember what the name of the undead wizard who commanded the attack on Buche in history was, and the memory became so vague, as if everything about Sophie was being integrated into deeper thinking.
This was an inconceivable thing for him in the past.
Because of Eruins shame and regret, it is deeply engraved in the hearts of every Eruin player.
But at this moment.
There was some lightness in his mind.
In his eyes, what he saw was not Madaras bone-like skeleton, but a pile of decaying bones, which could be turned into flying ash by waving his hand.
But ants
Let them disappear with history.
He waved his hand gently, and the undead in the mountains and mountains were all turned into powder. He dominated everything in his dreams, not just these chickens and dogs, even the dreams were broken and turbulent.
Mountains and winds, stars and moons, hills and pine forests have all disappeared.
Then he faintly heard some broken sounds, such as the slamming sound of a crystal cup falling to the ground, and at that time the dream had vanished into nothingness.
Bredel blinked, moving his eyelids hard, and his body seemed extremely strange. He understood that it was because of a long period of deep sleep that made his muscles stiff, but he suddenly remembered that he understood what happened during the deep sleep.
At the moment he woke up, it seemed as if naturally he had this enlightenment:
Seventy-four hours. Fourteen minutes and twenty-one seconds.
After three days of dormancy, the physical signs are self-evident and self-perfection is the most important step in perfecting the body.
Bredel flashed this thought in his head to startle himself. In the past, players had to rely on the war slate to simulate this step. And he had already reached the pinnacle of the extreme at this moment.
He doesnt know if this is his own experience in the game, but his bodys memory will not go wrong. He sleeps for three days, which is an indisputable fact.
He was thinking about it, and then there was a sharp whistle in his ear, and the sound of the blade fighting.
fighting?
in danger?
Almost naturally, Bredel automatically raised his right hand. For a moment he was still struggling to control his muscular body. But when danger comes. As if instinctively reacted, familiar power had already poured out of the body.
Part of that power belongs to him.
The power of Frost Guard.
Frost Grip
When Bredel opened his eyes, a few crystal clusters came into his eyes, he looked at those things, and gently held his hand.
A few strange creatures that seemed so powerful to the guards suddenly settled in midair, helpless like a worm, when Bredel was familiar with his body and slowly looked back at them. The body of these crystal clusters could not bear the power in his hands and began to crack. The crystals on the body fell off in large chunks and fell to the ground.
Bredel stood up, jumped out of the carriage, and tossed the dummy in his hand, and the strange creatures that had died so much that he could no longer die were thrown aside by him like garbage.
He swept forward with a backhand, a cold light swept forward, and the surging monsters were chopped off from it. More than seven monsters were intercepted by this waist and rolled down on the ground.
Then he looked up. Eyes swept across the battlefield, leaving the entire battlefield alone.
This is the power of Odysseus the Flameblade.
There were nearly a hundred strange heads on the periphery. At first, they looked at Bredel , who was surrounded by them in the center, with a flickering glance. But from the moment Bredel showed the power of the Holy Sword, suddenly their eyes were red, and they screamed at Bredel as if they were crazy.
That was the scene where Nassin and all the scavengers would be stunned, although they had not yet recovered from the shock of the previous Bredel shot. But this scene is clearly more exciting now.
They saw with their own eyes the swordsman who is as strong as Mr. Liu. In the face of strange siege, they can only protect themselves, and they do n’t know how the young man can enjoy these strange things. Blame such treatment.
But what they couldnt help secretly cursing was what exactly these **** monsters had gone crazy, and why they suddenly became crazy.
“Sir, be careful!” Bredel reminded himself behind the girls somewhat naive voice.
He was no stranger to this voice. He heard it more than once before he woke up. The owner of this voice sounded very small, but it was very mature and stable. There is no ordinary little girl at this age, and they talk. The way the sentence is organized is a bit weird and very different from Warns habits.
It made him feel very kind, though he didnt know where that kind of feeling came from.
But Bredel didnt look back at this time.