Talikova was as strong as a female leopard, and her leaping posture was full of wildness. As the source force flowed in her body, her skin was blushed. This dragged her running trajectory into a red lightning. She locked on a warrior of the verdict and raised her hands. Two strange-shaped short blades on the outside of her thighs quietly jumped into her hands. Talikova stabbed the two blades, and the blade tip pulled out two red silks, which merged into a pointed point.

There were crackling noises in the air, and this thorn gave people an extremely sharp feeling.

The warrior's pupils were widened and he opened his mouth to cry. He had no time to make any evasive moves, and it could even be imagined that Talikova's double blades must have left a penetrating wound on his chest.

That is absolutely deadly!

At this moment, a faint golden barrier rose in front of Talikova's double blades. The beautiful and fragile barrier, like the morning sunlight, had a defense power comparable to a barrier. The girl only felt that the double blades pierced into the barrier, and the additional power on the blade was immediately absorbed. The blade felt slippery, and the power could no longer be concentrated at one point. She screamed suddenly, and the double blades vibrated at an extremely high frequency, tearing horizontally.

A gentle burst sounded in the air, and the barrier turned into thousands of light pieces and was torn apart by Talikova's double blades. But the girl's sharpness was also half smacked, and the double blades could no longer be stabbed. In front of the target, she was blocked by a woman in black armor. The woman was wearing half a mask, holding a black shield and a golden sword, and facing her with a slight pen.

Talikova knew that if this woman could block her attack, she would be the strongest among humans. With her holding herself back, she could not show her fangs at will. Seeing that behind the woman, her compatriots were about to rescue the hostages, Talikova yelled a stiff human word from her mouth: "Get out of the way!"

Celine said calmly: "It's not possible."

"Then go and die!" Talikova turned into a storm and flew around Celine. Her body was very resilient, and her double blades could attack from an incredible angle. It was also fast and had a very high attack frequency. The two strange short blades turned into a dazzling sword light in Talikova's hands. They pulled the sword lights with a sharp feeling and kept cutting hard at Celine. As Alan said, Talikova's attack methods were mostly cut and pulled, supplemented by stab, picking, and twisting techniques.

With such a terrible attack speed, if you change to an ordinary warrior, you may not even be able to see Talikova's movements clearly, and it was already chopped into pieces. Celine carefully raised the shield. This set of "Dawn of Empire" is a ten-stage weapon, and the material of the Dawn Shield is extremely hard. Although Talikova's speed is fast and the frequency is high, the double-edged material in her hand is not as good as the shield. Even if this girl of the Hurma tribe uses the method of shock, she can only cut a white mark and cut into some more. But she has to completely tear the Dawn Shield apart, but she doesn't know when it will be.

What's more, Celine's ability to stimulate the Twilight Barrier from time to time, the seemingly weak light gold barrier constantly absorbs the impact of Talikova's double-edged attacks and makes a small partial guide, allowing the girl to attack with all her might, achieving only five or six out of ten.

Talikova's offensive was like a wind, while Celine was like a defensive. The two went to extremes, and no one could do anything to each other for a while.

Seeing his sister entangled with humans, Aliman, who was originally planning to pounce forward, changed his mind, collided with his fists, and ran towards Celine. His speed was not fast, but his running posture was full of power. Every time he paused his feet, it seemed as if the entire ward would tremble. Aliman's momentum gradually pushed up, like waves overlapping, and it was about to turn into a wall of sea soaring into the sky, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Before he could think about it, Aliman roared and turned around. He happened to see a human man flashing quietly, and a blood-colored heavy knife in his hand slashed lightly. Although the opponent's blade was full of texture, he made such a light and nothing. Such a contradictory phenomenon made people feel sad and vomited blood just by just a glance. Ajiaman's skin turned red and his body suddenly expanded. He swung his fist as big as his head and punched the opponent's blade with a rough punch.

Allen sighed, "I knew it wasn't that easy."

His sword skills have escaped the limitations of physical nature. Heavy swords can be light, light swords can be heavy, and change them like the heart. He just approached silently and wanted to get a bargain. Unexpectedly, the other party was alert and immediately felt something was different. He didn't care about everything at the moment, and the light sword suddenly became heavy like a mountain. The heavy sword roared violently, like a giant beast roaring, and accelerated to slash Aliman's fist.

The sword object is a sharp weapon to hurt the enemy. But if Aliman hits the blade, if he closes his eyes, it will be like a bombardment on the top of a mountain. The blade actually has a grand momentum and slashes down with one knife, like a mountain pressing on the top. There is no sharpness, no strength, only the domineering and arrogant meaning of crushing!

This was originally the method Aliman was best at, but now he tasted his proud method in a strange opponent. That kind of depression was as sad as the force of the source being cut by this knife, and the wounding of a shallow wound on his fist.

The swords and fists were touching each other, and there was no sound of a loud noise, but only a series of dense noises. However, the ground under Aliman's feet suddenly sank. The big man, who was more than two meters high in the iron tower, pressed his legs into a small part, and was embedded in the ground and unable to move.

Alan floated back, his face turned red, and he retreated until he returned to his usual appearance. Aliman's slamming force and punching was not simple. He just slashed his fist as if he was slashing on a physical heavy cannon that was coming from a high-speed. The force of the recoil made Allen's body churning, and he was almost coughing out the blood.

Looking at the wound on his fist, Aliman slowly lowered his arm and said in a stiff human language: "What's your name?"

"Allen."

"Very good, I remember you. Then, you can die with confidence!" Aliman raised his thick legs, and was kicked out by him in the whole piece of the ground. His thighs were swept out, and several pieces of concrete blocks about meter wide roared at Allen with a strong wind.

Alan's breath suddenly became as if it was present or not.

He flashed a few times very quickly and then passed the concrete block. However, Aliman looked at him, but he seemed to be moving in the spot, just shook his body, and avoided the soil blocks. It was like a magic trick, Aliman could not understand for a moment. He had always crushed his opponent with his strength, so he naturally could not understand the skills that Alan showed. It was precise control of speed and body. As long as he was slower, he might be hit by the concrete blocks a little later.

Now, he took advantage of the moment when Ali was full of energy to sprint, lifted the knife, and then disappeared into Ali's eyes.

At this moment, only a sword light was left in Aliman's sight. The sword light came so fast that he wanted to raise his hand to block the grid, but his hands had only had time to move, and the sword light had already passed by his body.

A blood-colored sword light lit up in the dim basement. The sword light condensed as the essence, the light was dark and the sharpness was hidden. It started from the place where Alan rushed out and ended at more than ten meters behind Aliman. In the middle, there was Aliman, the iron man.

When the light of the knife gradually dimmed, a rumbling thunder sounded in the basement. The sound rolled in and then went away in a flash. At this time, Aliman screamed. A faint red line appeared on his wrist and chest at the same time. The red line "sweeped", and the flesh and blood rolled to both sides. The skin and muscles were like they were constantly cut by an invisible blade. The wound continued to expand, and bones could be seen in an instant.

At the moment of seeing the bone, there were dense cracks on the surface of the bone. As the bone broke, Aliman finally chopped off one of his palms with his wrists. The wound on the chest stopped at the ribs and did not expand further. However, blood was flowing. Aliman was sweating profusely, breathing desperately and using the source power to collect the wound to stop bleeding. However, his control over the source power was not yet so fine that he could only collect most of the blood vessels, but blood continued to overflow. Aliman instantly lost too much blood, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't kneel down.

At this time, Allen put away the heavy knife. While putting it away, he kept holding the blood spurted out of his mouth with his hands without moving, and then sprayed a ball of flame from his palm, burning the blood clean. Although he severely injured Aliman with lightning, this move had a great impact on his body. The explosive power in that moment could almost smash the main battle chariot into the face. Even with Allen's body greatly strengthened, it was a bit unbearable, causing the huge force to wash over the body, and the blood vessels in the body to expand to the limit, making Allen feel uncomfortable. However, compared with the unparalleled huge record of Lightning, this level of injury can be ignored.

Aliman was also wronged. If he fought all his strength at the beginning, even if he couldn't keep up with Allen's speed, he wouldn't be able to get his wrist and chest broken by Allen with a knife. Unfortunately, there is no word if on the battlefield.

After seriously injured Aliman, Alan glanced away. At this moment, the smoke from the gas had gradually dissipated. Belmode and Rezzi protected the three engineers and evacuated the gate, and the other hostages rushed to escape. At this point, the rescue plan was at least half successful. At that time, the order to evacuate was issued with headsets. At this time, many Hurma soldiers chased out of the gate, but frequently heard the muffled sound of sniper rifles.

However, two snipers, Adeer and Ruma, attacked in a stern manner and killed a Hurma warrior who was chasing him.

Hearing Aliman's cry, Talikova looked back and saw her brother kneeling in a pool of blood, and a young human man stood beside her. The short silver-white hair of the other party stabbed her in the eyes like flames. At this time, Celine took the opportunity to attack several swords, and Talikova was unwilling to face the challenge. The double blades swung quickly, and after fighting with Celine's sword of enlightenment several times, floating back and running towards Aliman.

When Alan saw the girl running back, he didn't care. He lifted the heavy knife and strode towards the door. Talikova rushed to Aliman and said anxiously: "How are you?"

Aliman said stubbornly: "I can't die."

Seeing his brother's broken palm soaked in blood, Talikova let out a cry of wretchedness and left Aliman to chase after Alan.

"Don't go, that guy is very strong!" Aliman shouted, but he couldn't stop his sister who was dominated by anger.
Chapter completed!