The next moment, Sivy took a step forward.

But the figure had already appeared in front of Bristol and Corvette like a ghost. The Conqueror King's long sword slashed from top to bottom, and the golden sword light reflected a blurred halo on the Iron Throne.

The long sword intersects with the long sword.

The roar of steel was deafening.

The sword was barely held back by Duke Bristol, and the huge force from the sword body almost made him kneel on the ground. The second sword had been swung out by King Winter. Duke Corvette knocked away his old friend and pushed the heavy sword forward with both hands. The wide sword body held the swing like a shield. But even so, there was a crack on the blade of the heavy sword that had accompanied him for more than 30 years.

Shivi's offense was violent and rapid.

The Conquer King Changjian in his hand opened and closed.

He did not use any fighting qi skills, but he had suppressed two half-step champion-level knights with his higher-level fighting qi and stronger power.

The golden aura pounded on the sword.

The two old dukes can capture the golden trajectory drawn by the long sword.

But every time I blocked it, my body and internal organs were trembling.

Xiwei did not give the two dukes time to breathe. He pressed step by step, waved his long sword left and right with both hands. The sword collided with the heavy sword and the shield, bounced away, and then collided again, and the broken metal debris flew everywhere.

The Duke of Bristol's shield was covered with sword marks.

Corvette's heavy sword has gaps everywhere.

On the other hand, the Conquest King's Long Sword in the hands of King Winter was unscathed. This was not only because the Long Sword of King Winter's Long Sword is better, but also because of the protection of the Long Sword by higher-level fighting spirit.

Corvette gasped in a hurry.

Sweat from the forehead slid into his eyes, causing his eyes to feel sour.ъìＱυＧΕtV.℃ǒΜ

The fighting spirit was almost exhausted, and the muscles of the limbs were ripped and ripped.

His fat body can no longer support him in fighting with such a heavy sword at high intensity.

But King Winter's long sword slashed again. He had known for a long time that the fat man in front of him had exhausted his strength. The sword was powerful and the golden lion roared in the fighting spirit. The golden light at the tip of the sword was as gorgeous as a meteor.

"Do not to escape!" The Duke of Bristol hissed, and the image in his sight almost appeared, which was a vision caused by extreme fatigue.

He desperately charged towards Duke Corvette, threw away his sword, raised his shield with all his might, trying to help Corvette block King Winter's slash.

But Corvette, who was standing there, suddenly reached out and pushed hard on his shield.

This powerful push hindered Bristol's rushing force. He staggered back two steps, and his right leg weakened as he exerted his force. He knelt on one knee on the ground. In his vision, the Duke of Corvette who blocked him was like a solid barrier, just like on the battlefield of the Emerald Fortress.

"No--!"

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was crying.

But the golden lion still swallowed Duke Corvette's huge body. He had no time to raise the heavy sword in his hand, but the heavy sword covered with gaps was already overwhelmed and broke into two pieces after a loud bang.

The long sword of King Winter was buried deep in Corvette's shoulder blades, and then continued to slant down until the sternum was blazing blood. Corvette widened his eyes and made an incoherent sob sound. He slowly knelt on the ground, as if he was praying to the gods. His mouth was slightly opened, but only blood gushed out, dyeing his gray beard red.

"You kill him!" Duke Bristol punched the ground with his fists, and the anger and sadness in his eyes almost overflowed. He shouted at a shadow: "Yarland, what are you waiting for!?"

At this moment, King Winter's long sword had not yet been pulled out of the dead Corvette's chest, and this was the best time.

A black shadow jumped out of the corner.

Yarlan rushed towards King Winter like a night owl. He blessed all his will in the dagger in his hand and took a desperate bet.

The howling wind came.

Xiwei did not choose to pull out the Conqueror King's long sword. He let the sword get stuck in Duke Corvette's chest.

It seemed like there were eyes on the back of the head.

He turned slightly, grabbed Yarlan's collar with his right hand.

Follow the rush of this Sky Knight.

Civie stuck his arms with both hands, and suddenly exerted force from his waist. He threw a fierce fall over his shoulder and smashed him to the floor.

Yarlan's head collided with the hard marble floor, "Cra" the sound of the broken neck bones was crisp, and his right hand holding the dagger was twisted into a strange appearance. His head was buried in the broken floor, with some stones scattered around it, and his broken waist and legs twitched a few times, and then he disappeared.

Blood gradually spread along the gaps in the marble floor tiles to every corner of the palace.

There was silent all around.

Only the Duke of Bristol breathed desperately and heavily, remembering their ambitions before entering the palace, and the benefits they might have obtained after killing Howard and King Winter, now it only felt so ridiculous and stupid.

Champion Cavalier level is still an insurmountable force.

Even the three people present, each of them is the half-step champion Knight.

"It seems you don't deserve to be my stumbling block."

Swift shook his head regretfully.

He pulled the Conqueror King Changjian out of Corvette's body.

The silver blade was covered with blood. Every time an enemy like Corvette was killed, the Conquer King's long sword would be enhanced by one point, and the Conquer King's divinity would also strengthen his comprehensive abilities.

"King of Winter, I know I am destined to die here." The Duke of Bristol took a deep breath.

He sat dejectedly under a stone pillar in the palace, his sword stuck in the blood-filled stone bricks, and the cracked shield was placed horizontally on his knees.

His limbs were sore and weak, and he had given up resisting.

There was even more heart-wrenching pain on the wrist.

King Winter's strength is too fierce.

His wrist bone was broken.

He had unrealistic fantasies before, but those were just flashes of luxury. Killed by the King of Winter like now is the standard ending.

He gasped, a self-deprecating bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"No matter who you want to support as the king, Corvette and the other two great dukes are going to die, because our existence will shake your control over the Meton Empire."

Xiwei didn't say anything, but just looked at the old knight quietly.

"Will you attack my kids?"

The Duke of Bristol stared into Sivy's eyes.

He wanted to find the answer from those blue eyes, but unfortunately the eyes were too calm, like an abyss that devoured everything.

"No." Shivi shook his head.

"For the new Queen Metton, you are too old to control, so you must die, don't you understand?" He did not answer the words of Duke Bristol directly, but just bent down and said to him:

“The empire still needs people to manage.”

"So, thank you for your kindness." The Duke of Bristol smiled relievedly.

"You're welcome."

Shivi raised his hand.

The long sword was sent into the duke's chest.

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed. If you want to see the latest chapter content, please download the Xingxing Reading app to read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapter content, but the Xingxing Reading Novel APP has updated the latest chapter content.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Xingxing Reading app and read the latest chapter content for free without ads

Before, I was a handsome young man in his twenties who was extraordinary and handsome. I have been working for a while.

Now, no matter how you look at this, you are just the age of a high school student...

This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation is successful...

My body and appearance have changed. This is not a problem of not having surgery or not, but a magic trick.

He turned into another person completely!

Could it be... that I have traveled through time by myself?

In addition to the mirror at the head of the bed with obvious feng shui, Shi Yu also found three books next to him.

Shi Yu picked it up and looked at it. The title of the book instantly made him silent.
To be continued...