As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Clemont recovered from the impact just now.
"Grudge! Damn, I'm such a fool!"
Recalling the light on the giant sword just now, Clemont really wanted to give himself a slap in the face at this moment. Why should he confront him head-on when he was so good? Didn't he know what the conditions were now?
He endured the pain in his back and stood up, his eyes fixed on the black-armored knight, but the corner of his eye quietly glanced around.
However, the next moment, his heart sank because the coachman could not be seen in his sight.
Looking at Clement, who was waiting sternly with a dagger in his hand, Kovic on the horse chuckled lightly, then pointed his giant sword, lightly clamped the horse's back, and rushed towards him.
"Drink..." With a loud roar, Kovich waved his giant sword and slashed straight at him, bringing with him a powerful momentum.
"Ding..." Under this powerful blow, Clemont did not dare to neglect, stepped on the ground with both feet, and shot to the open space next to him like an arrow from a string.
Just as Clemont jumped up, Kovich was already behind him.
Then he flipped his wrist and the giant sword slashed again.
"drink......"
Seeing that Kovich was approaching, Clemont did not dare to show any signs of neglect. With the blessing of advanced swordsmanship expertise, he twisted his body and narrowly avoided Kovich's chop.
Just when Clement landed, a gust of wind blew from his side. Clement was frightened and hurriedly raised his hand to swing his sword. The short sword hit the incoming giant sword at an extremely precise angle.
Although the blow was neutralized, because the giant sword was too fast, the huge energy carried by the sword inevitably affected him.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Clemont endured the pain in his right arm and stood with the sword again. Although he had expected it, it seemed that the actual combat with the sword was far more difficult than when he practiced.
"Hmph!" Seeing that his successive attacks were dodged and resolved, Kovic snorted coldly, and swung the giant sword in his hand down with the force of splitting the mountain.
Looking at the trajectory of the giant sword, Clemont followed the movement of the sword and moved around in the dense sword light. But after all, he was still an ordinary person, and the physical condition of his body was too poor. He was trying to avoid the last few swords.
At that moment, his feet staggered and he was hit by a sword.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, he hurriedly put away his sword and turned around.
"Ding ding ding!"
There were three loud bangs in succession.
"Pfft..." Clemont vomited blood and flew backwards, falling hard to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and a bone-deep wound on his left shoulder suddenly appeared.
"Hmph, you're striking an egg against a rock!" Kovich was riding on a war horse, looking down at Clement who fell to the ground with a look of disdain on his face.
"Egg your uncle!" At this moment, Clemont, who was covered in blood, gritted his teeth and stood up again. The dagger in his hand stabbed out like a snake spitting a message, making it difficult to see the trajectory: "Come again!"
"snort!"
Kovich sneered disdainfully, jumped directly into the air, and slashed down with his sword.
"Fighting!!!"
Looking at the fiery red sword light that filled the sky, a bitter smile appeared on Clemont's face.
But the matter has come to this, even if he dies, he has to make him pay the price. Just when Clemont is full of fighting spirit, his eyes suddenly blur, and then a mysterious and mysterious feeling surges into his body. The mysterious feeling makes all the things in his body
The injury isn't that painful anymore.
"Why is his sword so slow? What are these red dots on the sword?" Looking at the giant sword that seemed to suddenly stop in the air and the huge sword light it emitted, Clemont was stunned for a moment.
But soon he thought of something.
"Is this the Zhi Sword and Broken Sword mentioned in the introduction to the specialization? Then these red dots..."
Thinking of this, Clemont's expression was filled with joy, and then he moved his sword as he pleased, and followed the movement of the sword. He crossed the fighting spirit and sword light and headed straight for the giant sword in the knight's hand. As he approached, the dagger stabbed out as fast as rain hitting the plantains.
, the target is the red dot on the giant sword.
Just listen to "ding ding ding..." Several crisp sounds of fine iron clashing sounded, and then the giant sword made of fine iron collapsed rapidly from the tip of the sword like an avalanche. In almost the blink of an eye, the originally shining giant sword collapsed.
It turned into fragments on the ground.
Seeing his beloved weapon suddenly collapse, Kovich was stunned for a moment on horseback.
But at the moment when he was in a daze, Clemont, who was still in the state of knowing the sword and breaking the sword, suddenly jumped up, and the dagger in his hand went straight towards Kovich's exposed face.
With a squeaking sound, a column of blood shot out. On the horseback, Kovic's face suddenly flushed with a strange flush before he could react, and then a trace of blood slowly flowed down his cheek.
"Giggle...you...you..."
"Plop!" Before he could finish his words, Kovic fell straight off the horse, and the sound of his neck being broken was clear and moving.
Seeing this scene, Clemont, who was still on alert, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then his whole body collapsed like a puddle of mud, with a strange facial expression.
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Why does it hurt so much!"
It turned out that the moment he relaxed, a heartbreaking pain swept through his body.
The pain was a hundred times more intense than a broken egg.
Just when Clemont thought he would be hurt to death, a rough palm appeared on top of his head. Then, his vision went dark and he fell unconscious.
Seeing Clemont forcefully using his body to create a deep hole, the visitor chuckled, and then lifted him up from the ditch.
"Yes, you can practice swordsmanship to such an extent at such a young age. He is indeed a good swordsman!"
After touching Clemont's body, the man nodded with appreciation.
But soon he sighed again, looking lonely.
After placing the unconscious Clemont on the carriage, he walked to the dead black-armored knight, looked at the half branch that penetrated the helmet and pierced his head, and shook his head with a smile.
The little guy is still too young. For such a knight with fighting spirit, there are only two ways to kill him with one blow, one is to break the heart, and the other is to cut off the head.
Although the blow just now seemed to be a fatal injury, if he didn't have his own last hit, this little guy would have been replaced by this black-armored knight.
Soon, a large pit appeared on the spot. After the visitor threw Kovich's body into it, he turned around and walked into the forest again.
After a while, the bodies of two other servants also fell into the pit.
As the moonlight shines directly down, a thin layer of moonlight is sprinkled on the visitor's face. Against the backdrop of the corpses in the pit, it looks extremely peaceful.
…
Returning to the carriage, the person who came checked Clemont's injuries, then frowned with a look of confusion on his face.
"A noble baron has not cultivated fighting spirit at this age? Is he also a criminal?"
"No, we have to figure this out. If he is really a criminal, then..."
The words ended abruptly, and then the man looked at the unconscious Clemont with a very complicated expression, his face seemed to be filled with nostalgia and resentment.
After a long time, the creak of the carriage sounded again in the moonlit forest. This chapter has been completed!