Chapter 43 Flying swords come out, rivers of blood

Luo Fei's life has been miserable.

For example, he looked embarrassed when he was surrounded and killed today.

"The Holy See is a dog-hearted person!"

In the dilapidated and damp wooden house, Luo Fei clung to the door, holding a big sword with cold light in his hand. His thick arm had several veins shooting out. His whole body was like an unsheathed divine sword, sharp and sharp.

Lethality.

Having lost all his fighting spirit, Luo Fei is no longer the ninth-level warrior he once was. He is just an old blacksmith who relies on alcoholism and has settled in this small town for his whole life. He only has a big-handed sword that he has fought with.

Luo Fei has lived like this for five years.

Five years, time can erase everything.

It can wear away the arrogance that a ninth-level warrior should have, but it cannot erase the fighting spirit that a ninth-level warrior should have.

"It's just the right time. Rather than live in pain, it's better to die vigorously!" Luo Fei said farewell in his eyes, looking at the big sword in his hand with a soft gaze, stroking the cold sword body, recalling the bloody ambition.

"break!"

The broken wooden door suddenly fell apart and made a loud noise.

Despite losing his fighting spirit, Luo Fei is still agile.

"Target found!"

"Heresy, here!"

The black-clothed warriors were scattered in all directions and immediately surrounded the place. More than ten black-clothed warriors surrounded the wooden house.

Xiao Sha's aura emanated from them without concealment.

Luo Fei's broken ax is heavy and he no longer intends to live an ignoble existence.

"Luo Fei, we meet again, I didn't expect you to be willing to hide here!"

Among the black-clothed warriors, a knight in white armor walked out, who was a member of the referee army.

Luo Fei thrust the big sword into the ground, placed both hands on the God's Queen, and ignored the black-clothed warrior, saying calmly: "There is nothing to be unwilling to do, I have long expected this day to come!"

Moore was a member of the Inquisition, responsible for hunting down heretics who rebelled against the Holy See.

Luo Fei is one of the heretics.

Five years ago, Moore followed the captain and was responsible for tracking Luo Fei. As a result, the captain was injured, which led to his current status. In order to catch Luo Fei, he spent countless time and energy, and today he finally got something.

No one would have thought that Luo Fei, a ninth-level warrior, would be hiding in a remote town.

Moore sneered and said: "You heretic will definitely be punished by God. Team 1, 2 and 3, arrest Luo Fei quickly!"

Moore was afraid of Luo Fei's strength at the beginning, but today everything will be different...

Lost fighting spirit, ninth level warrior, a sick cat.

Moore thought it would be a waste to use one, two or three squads to attack. After all, the strength of the squad's warriors all reached level six or seven.

Fifteen Holy See warriors dealt with a ninth-level warrior without fighting spirit, and the result was self-evident.

"kill!"

After all, a ninth-level warrior is a ninth-level warrior. A tiger without claws is still a tiger. The power of a tiger is incomparable to ordinary people. Luo Fei thrust the big sword forward and stabbed a sixth-level warrior like a mountain.

"puff!"

Approaching the sixth-level warrior, the sword's momentum changed in vain, turning into a wisp of cold light, slicing across the throat, and blood spurted out.

The sixth-level warrior looked unwilling and fell to the ground with a bang.

Luo Fei lived in pain for five years and honed his sword skills, reaching a state of returning to his original nature.

Moore's expression did not change. Luo Fei's performance had already been calculated. A ninth-level warrior, even if he loses his fighting spirit, has not lost his vision, how can he be so easy to deal with.

This is just the way it is!

"Luo Fei, stop resisting, you will not escape today!"

Luo Fei's superb swordsmanship and sudden attack killed a sixth-level warrior.

However, if he loses his fighting spirit and the opponent takes precautions, it will be difficult for Luo Fei to make meritorious deeds.

"You are a lackey of the Holy See, I, Luo Fei, am at odds with you!"

Luo Fei roared angrily, with several wounds on his body. Facing the grudge warriors, he was unable to match him. Within a moment, his body was covered with blood, and he looked extremely terrifying in the dark night.

"Ah! I am not willing to give in! If my fighting spirit recovers, how can I allow you lackeys of the Holy See to be arrogant? I am really not willing to give in!"

Luo Fei was covered in blood and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He really was not willing to give in.

His great revenge has not yet been avenged.

His consciousness began to blur.

Even a ninth level warrior cannot afford to lose too much blood.

"boom!"

The last sword could end Luo Fei's life, but in vain, between heaven and earth, a cauldron fell from the sky and took it in. All the attacks that landed on it bounced back.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Holy See?"

Moore's face was full of anger, his level nine aura surged, and he struck a bright holy slash in the air.

"boom!"

The huge cauldron is motionless, like Mount Tai.

"Hey, what a Holy See!"

Next to the cauldron, two figures appeared.

"No wonder you dare to interfere in the affairs of the Holy See. It turns out to be you Randy. How brave you are!" Moore noticed the people coming and recognized one of them. He was on the wanted list and was of great importance.

I thought to myself: It was God who helped me. I captured Luo Fei and Randy. I gained a lot this time. And that mysterious giant cauldron can withstand a nine-level attack. It must be a sacred weapon. This time I really

Going to get rich.

The ones who appeared here were naturally Yang Jian and Randy.

With his abnormal consciousness, Yang Jian saw everything that happened clearly, and naturally witnessed Luo Fei's extraordinary sword skills, and his consciousness came to the right place.

Luo Fei's recovery of fighting spirit must be a big help to him.

Randy patted his chest, showing a scared look, "I'm not very courageous, but I do have the courage to kill you!"

"Kill me?" Moore laughed, his eyes full of disdain, "Just you?!"

In the middle of the ninth-level warrior, Moore was a member of the referee army. His strength was not limited. He could kill magicians as easily as chopping vegetables. Naturally, he didn't take these words to heart.

In Moore's eyes, Randy was the only one in trouble. As for the man in black robe next to him, he ignored it.

"kill!"

Moore raised his hand, and three small teams formed a triangle to surround and kill him.

The sixth and seventh level warriors force the magician to death.

A magician who cannot fly in the air is destined to die when faced with a siege by warriors, especially elites such as Vatican warriors.

"Buzz!"

A cold light flashed from the night sky, as if it was about to tear through the night and usher in a new day.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Flying swords fly out, chasing souls thousands of miles away, and blood flows like rivers.

A bloodless blue flying sword was quietly in mid-air, looking particularly strange.

Looking at the Holy See soldiers who rushed towards them, they all stayed on the spot with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen something terrible. If they looked carefully, they all had an indiscernible scar under their necks.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Blood surged, heads fell to the ground, and the ground suddenly became a river of blood.

The power of the flying sword is so terrifying.

Yang Jian came to Xuantian Continent and launched his first flying sword attack.

"Oh my God, the Holy Artifact, this is the Holy Artifact. Only the Holy Artifact can have such power. If it is in my hand, my strength will be overwhelming." Moore was not frightened by this scene. He looked at the blue flying sword, his eyes full of

Greedy look.

No matter what, we must get this sacred artifact.

Then all losses will not be a problem.
To be continued...