Chapter 1814: Swordsman VS Yellow Leader: Killing Ghosts
Keton had just cut four members of the prisoner into pieces and turned into ashes. He still felt that his hand was still strong, and the force squeezed out of his body had not been cut off. He was afraid that his opponent would escape, so he wanted to pursue the fight, but he didn't expect the opponent to come over and fight again.
This was exactly what he wanted, and it seemed that the other party didn't want to let him go at all. He didn't say a word, didn't make a sound, and waved his swords at the limit of his consciousness. He held a breath in his chest. Now he relied on this
Fight again with your breath!
They fought again, and the two fought to the extreme in an instant. The sword blade and the shadow of the stick were hovering on the edge of life and death. Mad Dog was fully focused, not staring at the huge flame spirit sword, but the double blades in Keton's hands. He had already discovered that,
The flame spirit just followed the movements of Keton's hand. As long as he avoided Keton's sword and estimated the damage range of the flame sword, he could avoid the dangerous killing move. He had been attacked by the flame spirit before.
The huge sword attracted attention and even distracted him.
This attempt really worked. Although there were hot waves of flames hitting him from time to time, he always hid on the edge of the destruction of the flaming giant sword and was much weakened by the flames. He was secretly pleased with Keton's strength and speed.
Although it has increased somewhat, his actual strength is still superior to that of his opponent. Although he still dare not attack him directly, he has found a gap to protect himself under the opponent's four swords.
At this moment, the mad dog instructs Cerberus to attack and waits for an opportunity to find a flaw. Cerberus is more tolerant of flames than most Warcraft, and it itself is a ferocious guy that breathes flames. The three heads take turns to breathe out, spreading the flames.
It opened and burned into large pieces, but was offset and engulfed by the overflowing flames of Keton, or blocked from the flames. Cerberus became angry and let out a cruel low roar. It was not afraid of the flames and rushed towards Keton.
Go up.
Keton was concentrating on the battle at the moment and could not distract himself from dealing with the vicious dog around him. He could only let it bite his own breast. There was no comrade or subordinate beside him.
In the distance, Keton's subordinates, who were retreating in confusion because they lost command, once again saw familiar flames burning in the enemy crowd. Although they had never seen the spirit of fire, its shape and appearance...
Like kton in flames.
"Kedun is not dead, Lord Kedun is still here, he is still alive. Soldiers, you see, General Kton is still alive, he is still fighting~!" Someone shouted loudly, and those who heard it turned around in unison.
"General Keton has fallen into the enemy formation, we have to help him!" Someone shouted again, and the retreating pace of the people gradually stopped.
The pirates in the Keton army shouted at the right time: "We still have a chance in this battle. We have to block the enemy's impact for our artillery troops and main army. Those who still have courage, show your courage
Come on, don’t be frightened by the soldiers from these landlocked countries. We must use our strength to tell them that the soldiers on the west coast are not wimps. We can be equally good, or even better and braver than them!”
In a war, the general of an army represents the soul of the army. The general is there, and the soul of the army is there. The soldiers turned around one after another and picked up the weapons in their hands again. As regular soldiers, shouldn't they and their comrades be as good as those on the opposite side?
That motley crew of farmers and thugs?
Keton's only thought was to kill the person in front of him, to kill one more enemy important person, and to earn one more life, but Cerberus' bite tore his skin and flesh, biting the tendon of his left hand.
However, the hot flames coming out of the Flame Soul Ghost Armor could not cause serious damage to the Cerberus in a short period of time and forced it away. As a last resort, Keton had no choice but to take advantage of the opportunity and slash Cerberus with his sword.
Mad Dog, who had been waiting for an opportunity, saw this opportunity and took action. With strong fighting spirit and metal claws, Keton's Flame Soul Ghost Armor did not have much protective ability. Mad Dog gritted his teeth and rushed into the flames of the Flame Soul Ghost Armor.
The burnt sword scar on his face became more and more painful in the flames, and his left claw dug deeply into Keton's right rib.
"Uh-huh..." Keton finally let out the breath he was holding back. The pain caused the sword in his hand to pause. Mad Dog's right palm struck him again in the chest, and its flesh-cutting claws dug into his chest.
, still drilling in hard.
"...Ah...you...die~!" Keton yelled, turning the fast sword in his right hand, pointing down the sword tip, and penetrated the mad dog's body with the sword, and at the same time, the huge flame spirit sword also slashed down,
It was inserted into the ground and produced a strong explosion of fire. The mad dog screamed and then lay on the ground motionless.
At this moment, a clear brown halo of light swooped down in the sky at a very fast speed, and its target was Keton. The light brown light was hazy, and inside it was a figure that looked like a bird but not a bird.
There was a sharp sound that broke through the air. This group of light flew past Keton and rushed out of the flames. Keton was scratched on both shoulders. He hummed softly and loosened his hands holding the sword. Juno's eyes flashed,
A wicked smile appeared on his face in pain.
Stick·Chasing the Dragon!
The rotating long stick, with its spiral force, penetrated into the wound on Keton's chest that was gouged out by the mad dog, and stirred strongly inside. The force on the stick was contracted and released, beating the surrounding muscles.
Bones and blood kept drilling deeper! Keton held the long stick tightly with both hands and kept retreating. Juno put the long stick in his palm and exerted force. Suddenly the stick drilled through his chest, and the small part was exposed from the back.
Keton's heart was fatally injured, his eyes widened, the flames burning on his body dimmed, and the giant flame clinging to his back quickly dimmed and dissipated. The evening breeze blew gently, leaving only a shallow flame.
The remaining light slowly became weaker and smaller on the Flame Soul Ghost Armor.
"Haha...haha...dead, you're still dead." Juno chuckled, feeling a little guilty. He originally thought that he would win the battle easily, but he didn't expect that the victory would be a bit of a fluke. He pulled out the gun in his hand.
With the clown's long stick, Keton fell to the ground on his back. He looked up at the brown light in the air behind Keton. The sword-feathered cuckoo, nicknamed the "Grey Light", was covered with silver-brown metal wings and exuded a faint light.
The light of the moon. This is an Archaeopteryx, his guardian, a sixth-level magical beast.
The sword-feathered cuckoo circled in the air several times and flew to a high place. Juno breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to take a look at the mad dog lying on the ground. Suddenly, bright firelight appeared behind him again, swaying.
The firelight illuminated his swaying shadow, and Juno's heart sank. There was a feeling of explosive hair on his back, and the sword-feathered cuckoo let out a hoarse warning call in the sky.
"Not good~!"
Juno turned around, and a man hiding in the flames stood behind him again. The gloomy eyes full of hatred in the flames made him feel cold. At this moment, Juno's whole body was filled with chills, and his heart was as cold as his fingertips.