From the main entrance to the dungeon where felons were imprisoned, the floor was littered with the bodies of lying guards, and rivers of blood flowed from them.
The torch was burning brightly in the dark passage. The dancing firelight reflected the pale faces of Xilin, Natasha and others who came out with disheveled hair.
"Let's go, Lord Xilin."
The tall woman was carrying a big sword on her back, and the two half-moons in her hands were dripping with blood. The thin and sinister young man standing next to her had just pulled out the long sword from the chest of a guard, and used a white
He wiped it clean casually with his handkerchief.
Just where the two of them had just walked, at least a dozen identical white handkerchiefs had been thrown away.
"Are they..." Natasha endured the nausea in her heart and whispered in Xilin's ear.
The nobles have seen the world. However, they have never seen such cold killing. This man and woman broke in directly from the main entrance of the prison. They killed everyone they saw along the way. Whether they were guards or prisoners, they were dead.
In the hands of the two men, there were at least more than thirty. Moreover, every corpse was mutilated.
To use a bad word to describe it, even the corpses thrown into the wolf's den look neater than the ones in front of me.
Xilin quickly followed the two people outside the prison, while looking at their backs with a complicated expression, he said to Natasha: "They are disciples of the Fire King Sword Master of the Dragon Claw Family. Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3
."
Oh? Natasha and several other nobles were all surprised and happy.
As we all know, there are three great sword masters in the Lanris East branch family: Fire King, Bear King and Eagle King. These three sword masters founded a sect and trained many swordsmen under their sect. The martial arts practiced by these swordsmen are different from ordinary knights.
They are not good at charging into battle, but they are very good at causing chaos and killing.
In the past two hundred years, in the castles captured by the Lanlith family, countless gates were opened from the inside by these swordsmen. And among Lanlith's enemies, no one knew how many were killed by their swords.
The three great sword masters have different temperaments and personalities, and the disciples they train are also different.
The Fire King has the most violent temper and is also the most cruel. Therefore, all of his disciples are vicious characters who are bound to be fatal. Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3 are the representative figures among them.
Under the three major sword masters, each swordsman does not have his own name. According to their different strengths, they use gold, silver, copper and iron as code names and numbers as codes. The higher the number, the stronger the strength.
The three great sword masters have twelve direct disciples. Each group of three is a group. Iron No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 are the disciples of the Fire King. Copper No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 are the disciples of the Eagle King.
And Silver One, Two and Three are the disciples of the most powerful Bear King.
In addition to these nine, there is also a golden group. This group is the combination of the top disciples of the three great sword masters. The chief disciple of the Fire King is Jin No. 3. The chief disciple of the Eagle King is Jin No. 2, the chief disciple of the Bear King.
, is Jin No. 1. These three major disciples all have more than 50% of the skill of three sword masters, and their strength is extraordinary!
No wonder the nobles were surprised.
They never dreamed that just when they were completely defeated and thought they were completely doomed, just one day later, the two strongest disciples under the Fire King had already killed all the prison guards and appeared in front of them.
Moreover, with these two people here, Iron No. 1 must also be there!
With these three escorts, he could have saved his life after leaving the city of Munich. By the time he arrived in the Principality of Lanrith, even Edward I would be powerless to do anything to him!
While talking, everyone had already walked out of the dark corridor of the prison area.
A demon moon hangs high above the head. Under the moonlight, the entire prison has been occupied by the men of Iron No. 2 and Iron No. 3. The gaps and pits in the stone slabs on the ground are full of blood, and there are dozens of corpses of guards.
They were scattered all over the place. In several nearby prison areas, prisoners were being released one after another.
Everyone stood in the open space in the center of the prison, looking at each other, as if they still didn't understand what was happening.
"Lord Xilin, Fano doesn't pay enough attention to you," the tall woman, Iron No. 2, kicked a corpse with a sarcastic face and said, "I have sent such a group of trash to guard you. From now on.
It didn’t take us three minutes from launching the attack to taking control of the entire prison!”
Three minutes?!
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
The prison in the west of the city is the largest and most closely guarded prison in Munich. Even if a long knight brigade were to attack, they would not be able to take it down without a single prayer. However, among these high-ranking and dedicated robbers,
The swordsman's subordinates who attacked him didn't even last three minutes.
This is completely out of control!
"Iron No. 2, Iron No. 3," Xilin looked at the two of them with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect you to come to save me. Where is Iron No. 1?"
"No. 1?" Iron No. 3, who was thin and pale, said with a cold smile, "He went to kill someone. This time you have made the family lose such a big face. If he doesn't save some face, how will we explain it when he goes back?"
"Save face?" Xilin asked, "Who is he going to kill?"
"Kill that boy named Roy," Iron No. 3 continued to wipe his sword and said, "To be honest, in my life, I have never seen such a reckless guy."
"well!"
Mentioning Roy's name, everyone gritted their teeth.
It wasn't until after entering the prison that they met Wells, who had been imprisoned for a long time, that they realized that their failure this time was all due to the black-haired boy. He was the one who secretly captured the rear camp and attacked the countryside.
It was he who rescued Eugene at the farm, and it was he who beat up Kevin in public and humiliated the Langlys family.
The originally perfect and careful plan was ruined because of the appearance of this little untouchable!
If Roy were in front of them right now, they would bite him alive!
At this time, Iron No. 2 said impatiently, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. We don't need to worry about No. 1's affairs. Hurry up and get on the carriage. We must leave Munich within half an hour."
As she said this, she pointed at the released prisoners and the captured knights of the Lanlith branch family, and ordered to a subordinate: "After we leave, you lead them to attack the North Gate. Kill people and set fire along the way to create chaos.
The louder the noise, the better.”
The subordinate followed the order and left. Xilin and others also boarded the carriage.
When the carriage slowly drove out of the small street at the back gate of the prison and headed towards the east gate, everyone invariably opened a corner of the curtains and looked at the brightly lit city.
The gloomy-looking Schilling, the pale-faced Natasha. The haunted Wells, Rupert, Old Jones, Walter... They were originally the masters of this place, with their own territory, castle and servants, enjoying
With endless splendor, wealth and respected status, wherever he goes, people must respect him, avoid him and salute him.
But now, everything has been reduced to ashes.
Yesterday's tragic defeat that they will remember forever, caused them to lose everything.
But at least... there was a ferocious smile on the nobles' faces. He was still alive. From this point of view, compared to the black-haired pariah targeted by Iron No. 1, he was the ultimate winner.
"Go to hell!"
In the carriage, they murmured.
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Storm Tavern. The situation changes suddenly.
The power of the blond young man's sword was like triggering lightning in the sky. Everything in its path was shattered.
The huge sound was deafening. The entire Storm Tavern seemed to be shaking. The torches on the wall flickered on and off, and the dust on the roof beams fell.
The damage caused by such a terrifying sword in such a crowded and narrow environment can be imagined. Not only the few mercenaries who were innocently implicated turned into exploding flesh and blood without even saying a word.
Three students, including Meng Meng, were affected by the terrifying sword energy and were blown away.
And Ans Aier, who was sitting with his back to the blond young man, would have been dead if Roy hadn't pulled him.
The sword slashed through the air. The blond young man did not stop. He swept the sword with his backhand, and the sharp sword light followed closely towards Roy who dodged to the right.
The surrounding drinkers were already in chaos. Some people were crowded in the narrow aisle, some tripped over the fallen tables and chairs, and screams and screams came and went. But as the blond young man's sword passed by,
, only a red line of fire was seen, drawing a semi-circular arc horizontally in the void, covering more people.
In order to kill Roy, this young man didn't care about the life or death of other people at all!
The one who bore the brunt of the blond young man's sword was Anne!
It took Annie a year to go from a delicate young lady who was only interested in beautiful clothes and balls to being admitted to the first training camp. Such results are enough to prove her talent and her hard work!
However, she has never been on the battlefield and has no experience in fighting the enemy.
Facing the blond young man's sweeping sword, Anne's mind went blank. It was a force that she could not resist. The sharp sword light passed over tables, chairs and thrown bowls in the air.
When cooking, it was as easy as cutting through tofu, and the next second, her body would be cut open in the same way!
The black curtain of death instantly shrouded Anne. At this moment, her mind flashed back to her mother who sat alone in the rented hut and looked out the window all day long; she thought of her father who sacrificed his life to protect the civilians of Borabel;
I thought of my brother who was once proud and arrogant, but now he has lowered his dignity and ran around in the camp, groveling and groveling.
The warm life of sitting around the dining table and talking and laughing as a family in the past is gone forever. Destiny is like a carriage that has lost its brakes, sliding from the top of the mountain to the abyss. Facing the sword that has almost cut her neck, Anne seems to
You can hear the sound of the carriage wheels bouncing off the rocks beside the cliff and leaping high into the air.
Just wait for the next moment and fall downwards!
The screams of Eva, Nicole and other female students were heard from all around. And at this critical moment, suddenly, Roy in the air was seen diagonally stretching out his hand, and a spiral elemental array suddenly flashed in his palm.
At the same time as it lit up, a green vine shot out and wrapped around Annie's waist, pulling her back violently.
Level 3 magic, Cane Curling Technique! The long sword of the blond young man almost brushed against Anne's skin.
Roy's move was truly wonderful. Even in such a tense and chaotic situation, there were still people beside him who couldn't help but cheer.
Annie was pulled and thrown straight away, landing seven or eight meters away. In shock, she looked at the familiar and thin figure. She only called Roy's name, and tears burst into her eyes.
However, Roy had no time to answer her at this time.
Anne was safe. However, there were still several people who were about to die under the sword of the blond young man. Almost at the same time as he pulled Anne away, Roy took a wrong step, and his figure appeared like a ghost in front of the blond young man.
At his side, his left palm pointed like a knife. With sudden flames, he slashed at the neck of the blond young man.
Surround Wei and rescue Zhao!
Roy's reaction and speed were obviously beyond the expectations of the blond young man. Roy's sharp-eyed palm knife struck his neck. He snorted coldly, gave up the previous attack, turned around with the long sword, and performed a dance.
Here comes the sword flower.
The sword flower bloomed, and a battle ring spat out from the flower's stamens, hitting Roy's sword and making a muffled sound.
Roy grunted and flew backwards, and the battle ring was pushed back into the golden young man's long sword. It trembled rapidly. The blade of the sword also made a dense buzzing sound.
These few times the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, with unrivaled speed.
It only took a few seconds from the time the blond young man appeared to now.
During this period of time, except for Roy who reacted quickly and saved Ansel Anne and several other drinkers, everyone else didn't suddenly come back to their senses until now!
"stop!"
"Son of a bitch!"
Amidst the shouts and curses, the blond young man turned a deaf ear and chased Roy closely. He slashed with his long sword, never leaving Roy's vital points.
"Double cultivation of magic and martial arts?" The long sword in his hand suddenly shook. It turned into three waves of fire and swept towards Roy. He sneered, "I want to see what else you can do!"
Roy hesitated and tried his best to avoid. However, the narrow space inside the tavern restricted his movement. And the three layers of fire waves driven by the long sword blocked his front, rear, left and right. Each layer of fire waves was like a fiery red sea.
It's like a knife blade, with three waves stacked on top of each other. It's almost impossible to avoid it when it's pushed forward like this.
What kind of fighting skill is this?!
"Fire waves!" Upon seeing this move of the blond young man, Ans Aier and Xia Qing shouted at the same time. "He is a member of the Sword Saint of Lanris East Fire King!"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
This blond young man, Shi Shiran, walked in and started to attack with his sword, as if he was in a deserted place.
As soon as he appeared, everyone knew that he was coming for Roy. However, no one thought that he was actually a disciple of the Sword Master of Lanlith Fire King, and no one thought that the revenge of the Lanlith people would come so quickly and so fiercely.
!
Sure enough, if you are so domineering, you will definitely be repaid by your anger!
Seeing Roy's critical situation, everyone drew their swords one after another. The boss, Uncle Chong, was the fastest. He took off two sledgehammers from the wall behind the counter, stepped on the table, and with a few jumps, he reached the blond
Behind the young man, he heard a loud roar, his body rose into the air, and his two hammers brought four battle rings, and they suddenly crashed down.
This is the first time in the past ten years that the drinkers of the Storm Tavern have seen Uncle Chong use weapons.
This young man killed several innocent mercenaries in one move, which obviously made Uncle Chong, the boss, really angry. Although he had retired from the mercenary frontline for many years, Uncle Chong was still as powerful as ever with his actions.
Knight's combat skills to defeat the enemy - Sky-shattering hammer!
Boom, there was a loud noise. The double hammers were still in the air, and the tables, chairs, and benches exploded. At the same time, the four battle rings turned into a ring, and along with the dust exploded in the air, they slammed into the blond young man.
Although the blond young man had already made a wrong move and dodged Uncle Chong's hammer, this shock wave with an extremely wide impact range still pushed him a small step away.
And this small step deviation caused the long sword in his hand to shift.
Seeing a gap suddenly appear between the flaming waves of the blond young man's long sword, Roy's body moved like lightning, and he narrowly escaped from the two sword shadows.
Everyone cheered loudly.
Roy and Uncle Chong met for the first time. Moreover, they didn't talk much to each other. However, at that moment, the old man and the young man completed a tacit cooperation.
There are thousands of knight fighting skills, but they can be summarized into eight types.
The first is to kill, the second is to block, the third is to charge, the fourth is to sweep, the fifth is to guard, the sixth is to break the enemy, the seventh is to restrain, and the eighth is to retreat the enemy.
These eight types cover all the fighting skills of knights. Using different types of fighting skills in different situations to achieve the most effective effect is a required course for knights.
Especially in the battle of the knight squad, the battle formation changes. Everyone must decide in an instant which type of martial arts to use to cooperate with the companions around them.
This kind of cooperation is not the strongest, only the most suitable. Often a key block is more effective than a beautiful kill!
And when Uncle Chong makes a move, it's a sky-shaking hammer.
This is a technique for repelling enemies among three-star ordinary fighting skills. Although it is not a powerful move, Uncle Chong has become proficient in it after many years of immersion. He instantly judged the situation and used this move for the purpose.
The point is not to kill the opponent, but to repel them and find an opportunity for Roy to escape.
This was a choice made by an experienced old mercenary. What's even more rare is that Roy, who had never met him before, understood it almost the moment he took action. If his movements were a little slower, or maybe
If he didn't trust Uncle Chong even a little bit, he wouldn't be able to escape by seizing this fleeting gap.
However, due to his position, although Roy escaped the opponent's execution, the position he retreated to was the corner of the tavern. He was not completely out of danger.
When the blond young man saw this situation, he didn't rush to pursue him. Instead, his face turned cold, and he stabbed Uncle Chong in the chest with a backhand sword as fast as lightning.
"court death!"
This sword was almost at its peak. Uncle Chong only had time to place his two hammers on his chest and use the "Cross Seal", a parrying skill common to knights, before he was hit by the tip of the blond young man's sword.
Although it seemed that this sword was just an understatement. However, when the sparks on the tip of the sword hit Uncle Chong's hammer, Uncle Chong felt as if he had been hit hard and flew backwards seven or eight meters away, knocking the wood
The counter was smashed into pieces, and then hit the wine cabinet on the wall. Then it fell to the ground, opened its mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone's heart sank.
Uncle Chong, who has the strength of a just one-star knight, was injured and vomited blood with just one move. The strength of this blond young man is really terrifying. No one can be his opponent.