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Blood spilled throughout the square, and sixteen corpses with only upper and lower bodies fell heavily from the air. Sixteen consecutive dull collisions were made when they collided with the ground. The sound was not very loud, but because the surroundings suddenly fell into death silence, all the onlookers could hear it clearly.

The sixteen sounds of the collision between the corpse and the ground seemed like a heavy hammer suddenly hitting everyone's heart sixteen times. Whether it was the spectator or Brody, who had been silent since the order was issued, seemed to empathize, and they all took a breath as the muffled sound appeared one after another at the same time.

The pressure was like an unshakable boulder that was pressing heavily on everyone's heart, causing everyone to suffer, and the scene instantly became extremely depressed. As the sound ended, almost at the same time, all the spectators let out a long breath, as if they had used all their strength, and seemed to want to discharge the pressure in their hearts at the same time, with special force.

The spectators' faces gradually returned to blood from paleness, but the pressure in their hearts was obviously not reduced by the deep breath just now, but it was heavier than before. They didn't dare to chew the sound of the boy who killed eight swordsmen at the same time just now.

Perhaps the contrast caused by the previous scene was too shocking, or perhaps the boy's performance was beyond everyone's expectations. When he looked at the boy in the venue again, the eyes of the spectators almost changed at the same time. No longer the sarcasm or contempt as he was at the beginning, but instead he seemed to look at a powerful figure, admiring and fearing.

I admire it because the amazing strength shown by the boy's move just now is admirable, and the same is true for fear. Because since the beginning of the battle, the boy killed eight swordsmen in one move, there was only one expression on his face, coldness. It was as if he had been used to killing people, without any panic, but he was obviously just a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

At this age, the boy should have always had a cheerful smile on his face, but the boy gave people a completely different feeling. His indifference even exceeded his true age of appearance, and a very incongruous feeling appeared in the eyes of all the spectators around him.

However, no one dared to ask the boy what kind of experience he had experienced that made a child who should have been cheerful become like this. Because everyone clearly saw the power of his sword just now.

No one wants to be the next corpse under the boy's blood-red heavy sword. Just now, the performance of that sword has made all spectators see through it in an instant. This is not an ordinary boy, nor is it an ordinary swordsman, but more like a cold-blooded and cruel killer.

"Little devil!!! You actually... you actually... killed my subordinates who have worked hard for ten years! OK!" The silent Brody suddenly spoke with a gloomy face and said slowly. A blue vein that was constantly beating appeared on his forehead. Obviously, he was very angry at this result.

However, when the noble was born, he did not immediately kill the young man by sneak attack. Because there were too many spectators around him, he had to show off his gentlemanly demeanor that his nobleman had. He resisted the anger that he would burn his liver and said generously: "Your strength is very good. I don't want to kill a seed that will bloom bright flowers in the future before my dear citizens.

You go, you are just a child. Although your swordsmanship is good, you are still too weak to challenge me. I will give you a chance. In another five years, you can challenge me again. There are so many friends here to testify. You go, I don’t want to kill a child with my own hands. If you win, it will only make all the friends here laugh at me.”

As he said that, Brody turned around and walked towards the crowd behind him. At the same time, his heart was also turning around, and he was secretly proud of himself for being able to come up with such a clever plan in time.

You should attack me quickly! As long as you attack me, I will not cause any gossip. All the spectators here will support me even more. Croyd, you should attack me quickly and don't let me down.

Brody not only did not relax while walking, but instead made his spirit enter an extremely tense state. He not only secretly spread his breath behind him, covering the young Croyd behind him, but also secretly circulated energy in his body, making the most sufficient preparations for his tricks.

Drawing the sword is his most special trick. This trick is also the real reason why he can become a leader among the children of this generation and be valued by all the elders and fathers in the family. This trick contains all the experiences he has learned throughout his life and the speed that has been honed through years of practical combat.

The moment he drew his sword, he could completely suppress the opponent in speed when fighting against an opponent of the same level. But it was just a sword. The moment he drew his sword was also the moment he released his ultimate move. If he could not hit his opponent, Brody had no back moves and could only choose to escape.

However, since he learned this trick from his teacher, he has never made any mistakes, so Brody's confidence is not groundless, but real.

His words just now were actually for the bait that Croyd could take the bait and release. After all, if he could show his tricks in front of so many people, he would definitely gain a more stable and reliable supporter after becoming mayor in the future.

The higher the status and the more you admire the people, Brody's position will naturally be more stable. Of course, he was not worried about any problems with his family, but among the young children in this generation of families, there are still many relatives who are not much different from his strength.

Therefore, in order to ensure that his position will be peaceful in the future, he will accept the challenge under the arrogant provocation of Croyd, a foreigner. In fact, he really needs a guy like Croyd who is overestimating himself to do the best publicity for himself.

Therefore, even though he was always vigilant and walked forward without looking back, Brody couldn't help but smile a smug smile, as if he had seen the scene of himself being surrounded by all the people present in a few minutes.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Croyd looked at Brody's back quietly without saying a word, his eyes were still cold and calm, but the blood-red heavy sword held in his right hand slowly added to his left hand. This movement was very slow, as if he was deliberately trying to make Brody in front of him notice it.

Brody did look at a sneer that was not easy to detect on his face after Croyd's action. He felt that Croyd's breath was slowly becoming stronger. But as soon as his sneer appeared and his smile stopped, he immediately turned serious.

"Bang!" A sudden explosion occurred without warning, like a crisp sound of the ground cracking, and a wave of air spreading outward appeared around Croyd's body, like a strong wind, suddenly swelling around, and the roar of air quickly entered everyone, including Brody.

At the same time, the position where Croyd was standing suddenly seemed to be squeezed by a terrible force, and it instantly sank half a meter deep, gravel splashing and dust filled with dust. Croyd suddenly kicked his legs, which had been bent to the limit, and his body immediately looked like a bullet that had emerged. As he roared, it was like a meteor crossing the sky, and instantly pounced behind Brody who was facing his back.

The muscles of the arm suddenly bulged with an exaggerated bulge, "Diet!" Croyd suddenly shouted loudly, and at the same time, his hands quickly raised above the top, and then fell heavily without hesitation.

A simple straight-slash was not fancy, but the pressure condensed by this sword and the strong wind brought about by the whereabouts of the heavy sword were like an irresistible mountain, pressing heavily on Brody's heart.

Brody's breathing was unstable in an instant, and her face became pale under the attack of Croyd, and her heart was even more shocked by the attack far beyond his imagination. However, the confidence accumulated over the years of sword competition did not panic him too much.

He was only shocked by Croyd's terrifying sword move for one sixty seconds, and quickly came to his senses. Like Croyd, he did not hesitate at all, and his body was like a spinning top at high speed. In less than a second, he immediately turned his direction by 180 degrees.

At the same time, the scabbard that had been placed under his left waist immediately made a crisp sound of metal friction at high speed, "Looking for death." As a result, Brody's contemptuous words sounded, he waved his right hand and immediately looked like a meteor in front of him, a silver-white semicircular aperture appeared.

"Bang!" The sword edge of the blood-red sword collided heavily with Brody's silver-white sword. A loud noise like a thunder explosion came from the air. With the rumbling, a circular ripples with extremely terrifying impact immediately dispersed from the junction of the two sword edges.

As a dazzling Mars suddenly appeared at the junction of the two swords, thousands of innermost spectators covered by ring ripples suddenly seemed to be subjected to an irresistible terrible thrust at the same time, and all fell behind them. People's hearts suddenly became panicked. For a moment, spectators who had never left had finally retreated and dispersed because they were worried about their own safety.

"You're going to kill me, it's too early...wait..." Brody's mouth, who was first affected by the impact, faintly oozed with blood. His face turned slightly pale, but he looked at the young man in front of him with contempt, who was not only bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but also his arms were trembling with blood because of the huge impact just now, and said in a cold voice.

I have won! The opponent's injury is obviously higher than that of me.

He was very confident. Unexpectedly, Brody had just been proud of himself in his mind. Before he could finish his words, his eyes that did not take the boy into his eyes became frightened in an instant because of the crisp sound of the sword breaking. Not only that, looking at the blood-red heavy sword that cut off his sword and was still falling rapidly, Brody suddenly felt a deep regret in his heart.

He was about to change his words and beg for mercy, but it was too late. Croyd's eyes were as cold as frost, without any trace of variegation. After the blood-red heavy sword successfully cut off Brody's long sword, he pressed the cold blade on the other party's hair without any hesitation and continued to fall.

With a "puff" sound, Brody, the heir of the family who had been high in the city and had a future that was unlimited, was like a piece of tofu, and instantly split from his head into two. The wound extended to the base of his thighs. When he fell to the ground, he had become a corpse with a terrifying expression and a terrifying death.

At this moment, all the onlookers screamed in shock, turning into birds and beasts, scattering and running away. But Croyd didn't feel any horror at all. Instead, he looked at Brody, who had already turned into a corpse, and showed a creepy smile that made people see him.

After a while, he quietly looked up at the blood-red heavy sword in his hand, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy sword. He looked at something that did not exist at all and said softly: "Master. This is the 100th. Can my current strength kill that kid?"

Croyd's expression seemed very calm, but in the calm, his eyes were full of pride. The blood-red heavy sword trembled slightly, and a pleasant sword sound suddenly sounded in the air. After a moment, the sword sound disappeared, but a human face suddenly appeared from inside the sword body of the blood-red heavy sword.

As soon as the face appeared, he closed his eyes slightly, nodded and said with a faint smile: "It's enough."

As soon as this said, a look of ecstasy flashed in Croyd's eyes. He even excites himself and digs out a large piece of soil on the ground, hold it in his palm and quickly crush it. At the same time, he raises his head and makes a scream with pleasure. His eyes suddenly have a blood-red light, and he said excitedly: "Wuqi! I finally wait for this day! Come and die!"

However, Croyd did not notice that the face that appeared on the blood-red heavy sword also smiled temporarily, but this smile was much more complicated, weird, and even evil than his own simple laughter.

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