Pick it up!

The red tachi intersected with the black tachi, a strange friction sound spread, the hot temperature distorted the air, and the oil-like presence on the black tachi began to boil.

"You can actually eat an uppercut with full proficiency!" Zheng Yan was shocked, and he stirred the sword in his hand hard, stirring the opponent's sword away, and the Akiha sword went straight to the abdomen of Locke, the fast knife player.

"Hey hey hey."

His vision suddenly flickered, and the figure in front of him disappeared, leaving only a pool of black liquid on the ground.

Zheng Yan frowned, suddenly his heart tightened, and he immediately blocked his body with an autumn leaf knife.

Block!

Sparks flew everywhere, Zheng Yan didn't see anyone at all, and his chest was almost cut open just now.

"Since it's called a quick swordsman, is it some kind of teleportation method?"

Zheng Yan was wary of his surroundings, turned around suddenly and blocked again. Sparks flew everywhere, but still no one was seen.

"Suffer death!"

As angry shouts rang out, Zheng Yangui picked up the sledgehammer behind his back, turned around suddenly, stirred up a strong wind, and swung it forward.

A bit of cold light arrived first. It was a very thin stabbing sword, aimed at Zheng Yan's heart at a tricky angle. Its master's intention to put people to death was openly exposed to the public.

Bang!

The sledgehammer hit the rapier heavily, and the entire slender rapier was distorted. Its owner also stumbled to the side and almost fell to the ground. His rapier was still in his hand because of the strength.

And the afterimage appeared.

"Be careful!"

When Xiao An's voice came, Zheng Yan dropped the sledgehammer on the ground and immediately rolled forward, dodging the invisible blow.

When he was rolling, the Akiha sword in his other hand was also stuck on the floor tiles. When he stood up, he already had the red giant sword in his hand. He just appeared in front of Xiuwen who had just stabilized his body. The red giant sword radiated high temperature and hit

Target Xiuwen's head and chop it off.

"You dare!"

Under the duel venue, a figure in the elite area stood up and stared at Zheng Yan angrily. The servants beside him became confused.

Bang!

The high temperature distorted the air and scorched a strand of Xiuwen's hair. He stepped back in horror and touched his face. His face was burned red, and where he was originally, a black figure emerged from a pool of water.

Crawled out of the black liquid.

That was Locke, the sharp-swordsman in the cloak. His black sword was dripping with black liquid and was fighting against Zheng Yan's Kuran's Flame Shadow Sword. Compared with the boiling of the Akiba sword before, at this moment, the black sword began to appear.

White smoke and black liquid are evaporating.

"Huh?"

For the first time, the gloomy face of Locke, the sharp-swordman, showed an expression. It was surprise, "How is it possible to have an extraordinary weapon? Who are you?"

Beyond the ordinary things in another world are the extraordinary, and above the extraordinary are the artifacts, and above the artifacts are legends, but this level is basically out of reach, so no one would have thought that at this moment, the sharp-swordman Locke only dares to call himself the "superior" and does not dare to call it "the extraordinary".

It is asserted that the weapon in Zheng Yan's hand is a divine weapon.

"You don't care who I am!" Zheng Yan shouted, and he swung the red giant sword fiercely, deflecting the sword of Locke, the sharp swordsman, and the giant sword went straight to the opponent's abdomen again.

But this person disappeared again. Zheng Yan's giant sword was swung in vain and he went straight towards Xiu Wen who was watching the theater.

Then this strange figure appeared again, blocking Zheng Yan's attack, and his gloomy expression darkened.

"Trash, if you continue to be so stupid, I won't protect you. If you die, you will die."

The hoarse voice reached Xiuwen's ears, and his face twitched fiercely, staring at Zheng Yan fiercely.

A figure roared over and aimed the wooden stick at Xiuwen's head. It was the thin and short Xiao An.

Locke the Knife Hand made a move, and his figure gradually blurred. Zheng Yan's eyes narrowed, and instead of attacking with the weapon in his hand, he flew up and kicked Locke the Knife Hand on the chest, and actually kicked him away. Somewhat

He looked at Zheng Yan in surprise.

Probably because Zheng Yan, a swordsman without martial ethics, actually flew up and kicked someone, which no swordsman would have expected.

Locke, the sharp-swordman, was all focused on the weapon in Zheng Yan's hand, and did not expect this kick. The people watching knew that this was a swordsman duel competition, and they did not expect it, so the scene was a little stagnant for a while, but not much.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what people say. This person infected with Ghost Hands is real. If he continues to complain like ordinary people when he sees Ghost Hands, he will only be despised by the same discerning people.

I saw Xiao An swinging the wooden stick and hitting Xiu Wen hard on the face, but Xiu Wen rolled around and dodged it. He stared at Xiao An fiercely and cursed.

"You untouchable, how dare you attack me!"

Xiaoan's face changed color, and he swung the stick, but was stopped by a red sword, which was Zheng Yan's Akiba sword.

"Their opponent is me." Zheng Yan raised his Akiba knife and nodded his chin to signal Luo Lin, who had been watching from a distance, "Don't give her time to recharge her batteries, otherwise we will all be at a disadvantage.

."

Xiao An looked at Locke, the sharp-swordsman, who was eyeing him eagerly, and Xiuwen, who was fiercely looking at him. He hesitated for a moment, nodded and walked towards Luo Lin, the daughter of the old knight.

"Kid, sister, I haven't seen enough yet." Luo Lin showed an innocent smile gracefully, but she had already raised the dagger in her hand.

"I will fight tooth and nail, please be careful." Xiao An half-squinted his eyes, and his murderous aura was exuding like a desperado.

At this moment, the old knight's daughter also became serious, because she felt that if this child took a step back, it would be hell, and there was no way out.

The two men clashed together, and the audience shouted. Although this melee deviated from the principle of fairness, it became exciting.

"He has become so strong." Aisha said to Andrea beside her. They were standing on the second floor of a certain building, and there were people watching from almost all the second floors of the surrounding buildings.

"Really? Hasn't he always been so strong? It's just that now he has more weapons, and they are not ordinary." Andrea asked in confusion.

"You don't have a long memory." Aisha glared at Andrea, "Last time he was blessed by the nun's holy light, but now? He has already reached the strength of that time."

"Isn't that better?" Andrea disagreed, "This way we have more hope of helping us kill the multi-legged monster."

"Oh, I'm just trying to compete with you." Aisha covered her head with one hand, and then looked at Locke, the sharp-swordsman, doubtfully, "This guy is a little weird, almost like some kind of monster."

"An ooze monster that can teleport." Andrea said casually.

"Yes, that's it." Aisha's eyes lit up, and then she frowned, "If it is really an ooze monster, the black ooze monster seems to emit some kind of toxin. I hope this guy won't."

"Don't worry, our handsome boy Zheng Yan won't be defeated so easily." Andrea patted Aisha's butt and said with a smile: "Look, he's fighting against two again, it's really interesting."<

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"Open the pig's paws!" Elsa slapped Andrea's paws away and said worriedly: "Pray that he won't get hurt. After all, our funding for several months depends on him."

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Chapter completed!