Chapter 1922 The Head of Two Hundred Swordsmen Central
"Sol!"
Kaiser widened his eyes, and the others screamed. After all, the commanding resistance unit impressed many legion soldiers on Eastwan III.
"He's Thor? Didn't Thor die long ago?"
Lucius sneered.
"Diet? Who have you seen his body? Many guys who were considered dead in the rebellion jumped out again. Now the only question is when did you start hiding among the mysterious guys of the Star Knights."
"But...how are you sure it's him?"
"Because I have seen dozens of battle images from the Red Pirates, many of the Knights in the Star Realm have very similar sword styles to Thor, after all... we are always acquaintances."
At this time, the warrior on the throne stood up, and the people from Nashikai team raised the bomb gun a little, while the slaves entrenched near the throne ran away with sobs.
But the warrior was unmoved when facing the black muzzle, but just hung the silk-wrapped sword behind him, then picked up the red sword and crossed the sword in front of him with calm and formal movements. This ritual symbol originated from the mother star Chemos, who had been destroyed by the Third Legion for a long time, indicating that the swordsman was ready to start a duel.
Lucius nodded briefly and meaningfully.
"Very good, dear brother, come on, let's end the unfinished battle in the city of Songs."
The warrior stepped on the bodies of the Slaanes warriors and slowly walked down the crunch of flesh and metal squeezing. The atmosphere became stagnant. It was a duel, and no one dared to disturb Lucius. Although they were still holding guns, they had moved their fingers away from the trigger.
"Please give me this honor!"
A figure rushed out with a roar. Caesar turned around and found that it was Kadan, a traitor from the Executioners' Chapter. He joined the Flawless Blade hundreds of years ago and scraped off all the purple and blue paint on his shoulder armor, leaving behind the original golden background of the armor and its former battle group logo - a pair of axes.
He himself also likes to use double axes, and the two power axes are sizzling in his hands.
Seeing someone rushing out, Lucius said nothing, but his expression was still gloomy.
From stillness to sudden attack, Kadan's entire action was less than a second, as if an octopus lurking at the bottom of the water launched an ambush, and all the images of his limbs were instantly blurred.
He rushed to the warrior, trying to clamp the opponent's sword with his battle axe, and then approached the opponent's throat with another axe. Everything was planned-
The next second, his headless body fell to the ground.
At the end of the red long sword that did not activate the decomposition force field, a drop of blood dripped down, and everyone was in an uproar, and subconsciously took a step back, including Kaiser.
He didn't even see how Kadane died.
This warrior is rude, but definitely not weak. There are absolutely no weak people who can survive until now in Nashikai's brigade.
In my memory, Saul Tawiz seems not so strong, at least he shouldn't be so exaggerated...
So much so that when he was thinking, he did not notice at all when Lucius drew his sword and when he rushed to the other side.
The moment the two fought, Caesar realized, even one moment later than the Scaryons screamed.
Lucius's pace was like lightning, and the sword in his hand pretended to go to the left, but then turned the attack direction to the right, but immediately raised the sword high, and was chopped down by someone he thought was Thor from the diagonal direction.
However, the other party ignored the feint attacks and swept across the violent sword blade effortlessly like a beam of light. Then he pressed his backhand against Lucius' waist with the hilt, and then quickly turned sideways as the blade of Lar roared down, and the sword body gently stroked the Immortal's lower abdomen.
Lucius was not injured, but his injuries were heavier than those of the body.
His eyes twitched, his head slighted, and his lips trembled and whispered in a series of whispers.
"...Impossible, this is impossible...Impossible...Impossible...Impossible..."
Then he rushed up violently, and the blade in his hand drew a shadow. The entire bridge seemed to be covered by the sword lights in the sky, with only one word that could describe it-
quick!
Or further, too fast!
However, the warrior was faster than Lucius!
He had almost no offensive moves, just wielding his sword occasionally, interrupting the opponent at the critical moment of Lucius' move, or hitting Lucius' elbows and knees from time to time, destroying the opponent's move fluency, as if he was a teacher guiding students' swordsmanship.
In just a few seconds, Lucius' sword moves were already in vain, just like a lumberjack waving an axe at the flowing water, and his expression changed from shock to madness mixed with fear.
“...Impossible...Impossible..."
Suddenly, his murmur was interrupted by a fist, Lucius staggered back with his face covering his face, and when he put down his hand, two lines of dirty blood flowed out of his almost tilted nose.
"Do you want to kill me with the sword skills I taught you? Lucius, it's been ten thousand years, and you haven't made any progress."
"Shut up!!!!!"
Lucius roared hysterically, and waved the sword in his hand twice, as if he wanted to kill something that did not exist in front of him.
"Sol! Your trick can't fool me! You will peel off your hypocritical face yourself and let you remember this lesson!"
"Lesson? That's the lesson."
Suddenly, the warrior moved, and Lucius immediately felt the torn wind whistling in his ears. He retreated in horror, and then exhausted all the skills and dignity he had to try to stop the sword that was so fast that it could not see clearly.
In just one second, his sword blocked nineteen attacks, but the difficult counterattack only hit the air.
And the opponent's sword is getting faster and faster.
"Too slow, too slow, too slow! Lucius, you're too slow!"
Looking at the sword shadows in front of him, Lucius' dark eyes almost broke out from his eyes, and his hands were dancing constantly, but he could barely keep up with the other party's pace, and the sword was getting closer and closer to his face.
This reminded him of the days when he had just become a recruit. There was also a man who used an extremely fast sword to knock his pride and dignity to the ground in five seconds every time in the training ground.
Even if that person dies, he will be a mountain that he can't cross in his life.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! You will only die on the battlefield if you are slow!"
"Uhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Lucius was completely angry and roared like a beast, and at the same time, the barb-filled magic whip suddenly shook out from his empty arm, and rolled up Kadan's two battle axes.
"So quickly, right!!!"
Chapter completed!