Fortunately, there was no conflict with them at that time, high-level swordsman! "Kri was a little scared in his heart. Based on their cooperation and adaptability when they just left the Holy City, if they met a high-level swordsman, they would most likely end up being wiped out.
"What about the high-level swordsman? Susanna...I'm not talking about you." Halfway through Bravi's words, he suddenly realized and hurriedly smiled at Susanna: "I mean, if Niya hadn't been too impulsive at the time, these Will it still happen? Let’s say we fulfill a wish for Niya, Chris, what do you think?”
"Also, it was Baron Firouz who notified the Holy Flame Crusaders. If we hadn't been prepared, there might have been some trouble." An Fei said softly: "Moreover, now the city lord of Lagan City and the Holy Flame Crusaders Very close.”
The Holy Flame Crusade does not belong to the regular armed forces of the empire. Its members are very complex, including knights, swordsmen, magicians, and even light knights from the Church of Light. Although they all wear uniform armor when they encounter actions, It is impossible to conceal its loosely structured nature, with no binding force between members and, it is said, free entry and exit. In name, the Holy Flame Crusade does not have a unified leader, but no one can tell what is behind it, and Julande turns a blind eye to the existence of the Holy Flame Crusade and allows it to develop.
In the past, the Holy Flame Crusaders had a very detached attitude, but after Julande stated that he would select a qualified successor, the relationship between the Holy Flame Crusaders and the eldest prince West became increasingly close. Thor guessed that Philip should It has a profound influence on the Holy Flame Crusaders. In other words, he is the leader of the Holy Flame Crusade who never shows up. I remember when An Fei and others fled the Holy City. The performance of the Holy Flame Crusaders was extremely active. While the magic guilds and local guards turned a blind eye, the Holy Flame Crusaders showed great enthusiasm for hunting down fugitives. If we say If Philip has nothing to do with the Holy Flame Crusaders, he would be deceiving himself.
"It seems that you all want to go to Lagan City." Chris breathed a sigh of relief: "Then go!"
While An Fei and others were talking about the Holy Flame Crusade, Baron Firouz had slowly walked out of his mansion, with seven or eight entourages dressed as swordsmen following closely behind him. The mad dog was among them, except for a sullen face. He is no different from ordinary people, and he does not wear a swordsman medal, so he will not attract attention wherever he goes.
Baron Firouz has a habit of walking around the main road in Lagan City every day after dinner. He likes this city. He also knew that sooner or later it would happen. He will take over management of all the city's land. Although the position of city lord is not hereditary, his father has been operating in this position for more than twenty years. The family's tentacles extend into every industry. As long as his father is willing, he can reduce the entire city's fiscal revenue by more than half at any time. It may even become difficult to make ends meet. In this situation, it is the best choice for him to succeed. Other nobles in the kingdom also know who controls Lagan City, and no one is willing to come all the way here to find fault.
Baron Firouz's habits are well known to everyone. After dinner, it has become the most peaceful time in Lagan City. During this time, people's attitudes have also changed slightly. No one will conflict with others on the street. Even the gangsters who like to commit crimes have chosen to endure. The women who have to go out would rather walk through the quiet alleys than walk on the bright roads.
The daily patrol came to an end in a dull manner. He walked around the corner and followed the road in front of him to return to his home. Baron Firouz sighed regretfully. In fact, he hoped that something would happen every day that would allow him to return to his home. He has fully proved his status and power, but unfortunately nothing has happened in the past few days. Not even a few people can be seen on patrol, and his passion is always nowhere to be used.
Before Firouz finished sighing, the mad dog among the entourage suddenly raised his head and activated his body at the same time, knocking the two swordsmen in front of him and sending them flying far away. He grabbed the stunned Firouz and used his right hand. The long sword was wrapped with white fighting spirit and thrust forward like lightning.
An arrow shot through the air, and just as the sharp sound of breaking through the air reached people's ears, the arrow had already been knocked away by the long sword. It seems easy to dial the carved feather, but it is extremely difficult to actually do it. Eyesight, experience, reaction speed, etc. are all indispensable. Of course, to Mad Dog, who is a high-level swordsman, this is nothing. His eyes were firmly fixed on the figure on the rooftop in the distance.
What people didn't expect was that the arrow turned out to be a magic arrow. The wind blade attached to the arrow was not affected in any way, and it penetrated into Baron Firouz's thigh in just a flash. Baron Firouz screamed in agony. With a sound, he fell to the ground involuntarily.
Mad Dog didn't expect this to happen. He was stunned for a moment, with a ferocious look in his eyes. Seeing that his benefactor was injured in front of him, he must have been the first to be held responsible. At this moment, there was no time to think too much, Mad Dog He opened his arms and threw himself in front of Firouz, unleashing his fighting spirit to the extreme. He shot straight towards the archer in the distance. The other followers also protected Firouz. They also did not want to bear the anger of the city lord.
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was shortening sharply, the archer on the opposite side did not show any signs of escaping. Instead, he opened the long bow in his hand without haste. Mad Dog's heart couldn't help but tighten. He had released all his weapons without reservation. Anyone with eyes would understand that he is a high-level swordsman, but the opponent turned a blind eye to him and refused to give in. He was obviously sure of killing him! It's a pity that the mad dog has no way out now. With anger and hatred and enemies all over the world, if he offends the old city lord again, where can he go
Thinking of this, the mad dog let out an ear-splitting howl, raised his long sword in mid-air and struck forward with all his strength. A crescent-shaped sword light flew out, surrounded by countless afterimages, and shot straight at the bow and arrow. At the same time, the mad dog's rapid forward speed slowed down a little. The opponent could not have only one archer. He hoped to use the sword light to draw out the opponent's killing move.
An Fei gently released his fingers, and the arrow shot out. He took a step to the side, passing the opponent's sword light with just a hair's breadth. Mad Dog's heart couldn't help but become cold. He has countless experiences of nearly dying, and daring to dodge the sword light in this way as if nothing had happened proves that the opponent has extremely good eyesight and judgment, and is full of confidence. If it were him, the direction he could avoid would be much larger. , This will make him feel safe.
Strong enemy! Mad Dog immediately made a judgment. He swung his sword to knock away the opponent's arrows, letting the wind blade hit his protective fighting spirit. To judge whether a person is strong or not, one should not stick to whether he possesses a formidable fighting spirit. Sometimes, it can be judged from the other person's demeanor and every move. Mad Dog's name carries the word "Crazy" because his character is too violent and makes ordinary people
Grind, really get started. Especially when faced with someone who made him feel that his performance was not 'crazy' at all.
The mad dog's figure froze. The toes stepped on the eaves, and the tiles were stepped on by gravity. It turns into powder in an instant. The mad dog took advantage of the force and rushed forward, the tip of the sword flashing with cold light. Stab straight into the opponent's chest. This sword was more of a test than an attack, because his opponent looked too calm. He was in a different mood than when he rushed forward with force just now, and now he did not dare to attack with all his strength.
A figure suddenly appeared about seven or eight meters behind An Fei, shooting straight into the sky like a firework flag and arrow, condescending, and pounced in the air, full of indomitable momentum. Mad Dog's attention was focused on An Fei, and when he was shocked, he was already in a disadvantageous situation. Fortunately, he did not use all his strength, and his body suddenly stopped there, then turned forward and retreated, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and at every moment He was preparing to parry, but at the same time, he focused half of his attention on the archer, for fear that the other party would attack him alone.
Two long swords with the same cold light collided together, making a loud noise. The fighting energy from the fierce collision disturbed the surrounding airflow, flying around like a violent wind. Susanna's figure tumbled upwards, and then spun steadily in the air. Standing on the roof, Mad Dog's figure fell rapidly downwards, seemingly at a disadvantage.
However, Mad Dog secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although his view was blocked by the eaves and he could not see the direction of the opponent's vertical jump, he should not hide his senses anyway. He thought that there was a magician hiding in the dark among his opponents. , and the strength of the female swordsman on the opposite side is also better than his. For many reasons, Mad Dog has already begun to retreat. He does not think that he still has hope of victory. Those who can turn the tide are called heroes, and they will never be he.
Just when Mad Dog's figure was still five or six meters away from the ground, a wall of fire suddenly appeared and instantly engulfed his figure. However, Mad Dog had already prepared for the magic. With the protective fighting spirit of the high-level swordsman, The wall of fire spell cannot harm him.
As he fell, the mad dog's eyes were fixed on the top, always ready for emergency response. As expected, Susanna jumped up again, shaking her sword and chasing down. The mad dog couldn't help but let out a sharp whistling sound. As long as he could block the sword, He could rush into the alley next to him and escape with his familiarity with the terrain. The other party wouldn't dare to chase him unless he wanted to kill the entire garrison in the city.
Who would have thought that as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he suddenly felt weak under his feet and sank involuntarily, Swamp Technique? This thought came to mind, and Mad Dog felt a deep chill in his heart. He couldn't figure out whether the other party wanted to assassinate Baron Firouz or him. If it was the former, he shouldn't have spent so much effort against him. If it was the latter, Then why attack Baron Firouz first? But at this moment, he no longer had the energy to think. He let out an angry roar and tried to jump out of the swamp, but the harder he struggled, the faster he sank. In the blink of an eye, the swamp had spread to his chest.
Susanna had already rushed forward, and her long sword brought up a white curtain of light and struck straight at the mad dog's head. The mad dog gritted his teeth, released all his fighting spirit, and struggled to block it. With a bang, the mad dog's body had completely sunk. When they arrived in the swamp, only half of the long sword was still shaking feebly.
Bravi showed his head from the roof on the other side with a sinister smile. Swamp Technique was his masterpiece. Although it had been planned long ago, it could play a decisive role in the battle to kill a high-level swordsman. , it was enough for Bravi, he was excited.
An Fei shot down from the roof. There was a dark spear in his hand. The tip of the spear was a little on the ground. He flew out and shot directly at the panicked swordsmen.
"Protect the young master!" A swordsman shouted, and drew out his sword with his backhand to block the situation in front of him. However, his eyes were blurred. The spear in An Fei's hand had penetrated through his unclosed mouth and emerged from the back of his head.
Bravi was not idle either, releasing his lightning technique and knocking down a swordsman who wanted to escape when he saw the situation was bad. When Susanna joined the battlefield, both those who wanted to resist and those who wanted to escape were transformed into a group of helpless ones. A bastard who resists the power of resistance.
What surprised An Fei was that Baron Firouz had some backbone. Although his eyes were full of fear, he didn't cry or yell for mercy. He just sat there silently covering the wound on his thigh, and after a long while he said with a trembling voice. The voice said: "Why do you want to kill me?"
"It's your turn." An Fei didn't answer, and his eyes turned to Chris. Who said that a ghost can definitely become a clear ghost? No matter which world, there seems to be no relevant regulations.
Chris sighed softly and chanted a magic word in a low voice. A fireball roared out and hit Baron Firouz's chest. Baron Firouz only let out a half scream and rolled away far away. Waiting When he stopped, his upper body was almost charred.
"Let's go, the city defense army is coming." An Fei whispered, but after he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped there. He sensed a faint squirming sound coming from the ground. After the fusion, An Fei's sensing ability has been slowly improving. He will not regard any abnormality as an illusion. With a glance, he saw the long sword left by the mad dog on the ground. The magic element has dissipated and the swamp has changed again. It has become the ground. Is it possible that the mad dog that was buried alive is still alive
An Fei winked at Susanna. Susanna understood and jumped up. She used her fighting spirit and struck the ground where the long sword was. Countless dust and gravel flew out, and An Fei I also heard a painful groan clearly.
"Come again." An Fei smiled.
The mad dog buried underground was indeed not dead. At this moment, he was in extreme pain and aggrieved. He couldn't figure out why the other party wouldn't let him go even in this situation. As the ground shook violently again, the mad dog's consciousness gradually changed. It became blurry, and everything sank into darkness.