Under the starry sky, an old man with silver beard and hair slowly walked over from the other side of the horizon. His silver hair, which was brighter than the moonlight, fluttered in the wind, giving people a very strange feeling. There was a bit of power in the elegance, and he was arrogant. It also carries a little bit of loneliness.
A long time ago, two outstanding strong men appeared in the Mao Empire and the Shansha Empire at the same time. They dominated all directions and looked down upon the world. People used the word lion to describe them. The lion of the Shansha Empire was the golden knight Schulberg. The lion of the Mao Empire is the great swordsman Philip.
Time is the most ruthless. In the passing of time, Golden Knight Schulberg has grown old. Even if he is still a lion, he is still a lion with all his teeth and sharp claws. In the end, in order to protect Edward The eighth life died in the hands of Saul. What would be left for Philip, who became famous at the same time as Schulberg and was about the same age
An Fei's figure has appeared in Philip's field of vision. As the distance gradually gets closer, a ray of despair slowly emerges in Philip's heart. He knows very well that he has no advantage in fighting An Fei. It can even be said that the person who greets him It was a dangerous battle, but he had no other choice. He had waited long enough for this day.
"Your Excellency Philip is indeed an honest man." An Fei smiled, but there was not even a trace of smile in his eyes. It was not that there was deep hatred between him and Philip. The road was ruthless. At this moment, An Fei had entered reached a new realm.
Phillip really dared to go to the meeting alone, which was not surprising to An Feidi. Philip has no help here. West is suffering from his own affairs now, and there is no way to help him. He looks for Bailey and Sol. Philip, who has always been arrogant and domineering, cannot do such things to harm himself. He is a good person. Putting aside the fact that he is still a bad guy, at least he is a person who defends his dignity, even if he has to pay the price of death.
"Where's Susanna?" Philip asked coldly.
"This is a battle between men. I don't want others to get involved, including her." An Fei's eyes swept across Phillip's body, and finally fell on Phillip's hand, which was a hand full of blue veins and veins. The hands with age spots are enough to prove how far Philip has gone downhill.
"You are so courageous, are you not afraid that I will tell Bailey about your invitation?" Philip said word by word: "How will you explain it then?"
"Sir Philip, you should be fully aware that I have good intentions." An Fei replied lightly: "I am still young, and my strength and understanding of the rules of this world are improving every moment. And what about you? ? You are just the opposite of me. The later you come today, the weaker your strength will be and the more unfair it will be to you. Am I right?" An Fei's words were hypocritical to the extreme, and he wanted to deal with Phillip. This is definitely not to give Philip justice, but for future considerations.
Next year, many top powerhouses will join forces to fight against Minos I. Philip has been excluded from the army due to his gradual weakening of strength. On the other hand, when many top powerhouses gather on Greenwich Island , Philip's checks and balances have reached the lowest point. If he goes crazy at that time, he will bring a huge threat to Chris Ding! That's why An Fei decided to completely eliminate this hidden danger at this moment.
Philip didn't answer. He only held his sword.
"Actually, I don't have to stand here at all. Time will take care of me. I can wait. I can afford to wait." An Fei smiled: "But... you are a warrior, and warriors should die on the battlefield. Instead of lying in bed and fighting the disease, I tried my best to help you, aren't you still satisfied?"
"So, I still want to thank you?" Philip sneered: "Do I still want to thank you for killing my grandson?"
"Of course." An Fei nodded and said: "Don't you know what kind of virtue Zeda is? Now the conflicts between the princes are becoming increasingly acute. Even if Zeda can live to this day, he is still a fool who is being taken advantage of!"
"Fart!" Phillip's sex was as hot as fire, and he could get on with it at a moment's notice. His long sword had been unsheathed and exploded with white fighting energy. A sword light shot out and slashed straight towards An Fei's chest.
An Fei's hands were still crossed in front of his chest, and he took a step forward, avoiding the sword light by a hair's breadth, and said with a slight smile: "Is it officially started?"
"Die!" Philip roared angrily and flew towards An Fei. He had already realized his mistake and fought by releasing the sword light. His physical strength and fighting spirit regeneration speed were far inferior to those of young people. , he will only collapse faster.
An Fei made a move with his right hand, and a huge tomahawk appeared out of thin air in his hand. Then the tomahawk met Philip's sword edge without any fancy. With a bang, the fighting spirit that was shaken away swept away in all directions. , An Fei's figure stayed still, but Phillip took seven or eight steps back.
"If it were three months ago, I could only make you take three or four steps back." An Fei said lightly: "This is the gap between you and me. I am the rising sun, and you are already almost It's sinking into the horizon." When it comes to strength, An Fei has a great advantage. There is no need to trample on Philip's confidence, but this is his habit. It is not just the weapons in his hands that can hurt his opponents.
"Get the hell out of here!" Philip's face was ferocious. He jumped up and rushed forward again. He dared to go to the appointment alone, which proved that Philip was a real lion with an old body and an eternal heart. Among lions in nature, male lions often encounter challenges from stray lions, but male lions never back down. Even if they know they are not opponents, they will fight for their dominance to the end. The same is true for Philip, but he What you want is not power, but your own dignity.
The sharp sword edge made a sharp whistle when Phillip struck with all his strength. Phillip's body was completely enveloped in fighting spirit, and his face could no longer be seen clearly. Only his flamboyant silver hair still looked so arrogant. Ernest's swordsmanship is characterized by his skill and clumsiness. Philip's characteristics are very similar to Ernest's, except that Ernest is relatively calmer, while Philip's open and closed swords are full of fearless power. .
An Fei shuttled freely through the sword rain created by Philip like a leisurely stroll. The elemental turbulence never took shape, which meant that An Fei did not use all his strength.
The battle group formed by An Fei and Philip rolled around within a kilometer radius, flying sand and rocks wherever they passed, and was even directly smashed to pieces by Philip's sword light. In the eyes of ordinary people, An Fei was beaten without the ability to fight back. But the two parties involved knew it well.
I don't know how long it took, but An Fei suddenly shouted low, picked up the battle ax with both hands, and met Philip's sword. The feeling was very weird, like a wild dog that was barking crazily and was suddenly strangled by the throat. Generally speaking, Philip's storm-like offensive came to an abrupt end, and his entire body took more than ten steps back before he could barely stabilize himself.
"Actually... I also have my own concerns." An Fei smiled and said: "But until now, no one has come to stop the fight between us. This means that they have acquiesced to the fact. Do you understand what this means? Your Majesty I finally decided to give up on you."
Phillip flamboyantly shot at An Fei like a sharp arrow. As for what An Fei said, he didn't want to think about it at all. He just wanted An Fei to die.
There was still no emotion in An Fei's eyes. He spun around to avoid Phillip's momentum and swung his ax to slash at Phillip's neck.
Philip flicked his wrist and pointed his sword at An Fei again. It was a desperate fight. When An Fei's battle ax fell on his neck, his sword would also pierce An Fei's chest.
Phillip wanted to fight hard, but An Fei couldn't. The battle ax was retracted, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of Phillip. At the same time, he appeared behind Phillip. The two people's bodies were only one foot apart from each other. An Fei didn't look back. Taking advantage of the draw of the battle ax, the handle of the ax hit Phillip's lower back.
In the previous battle, Philip had already lost a lot of physical strength and fighting spirit, and his reaction speed was also a bit slow. What's more, An Fei's timing of releasing teleportation was just right. Before Philip could react, the ax handle had already broken through Philip's body. The protective fighting spirit pierced Phillip's lower back.
Philip let out a miserable howl, turned around suddenly, and stabbed An Fei in the back with his long sword.
Although the ax handle was also very sharp, it was far inferior to the edge of the sword, and Philip had protective fighting spirit. The ax handle only penetrated an inch, but when Philip turned around forcibly, it was bad. The ax handle drew a horizontal line on Philip's waist. From the blood tank, blood gushes out like spring water. But at this moment, Philip had become crazy. He didn't care how seriously he was injured, he only cared about whether he could drag An Fei with him.
An Fei still didn't turn around and swung his ax down to the empty space in front of him. The moment Philip's sword was about to pierce his back, his figure disappeared again and appeared behind Philip at the same time. , the tomahawk in his hand hit Philip hard on the back of the head. An Fei released two teleportations one after another. Not only was the timing clever, but the movements were as smooth as clouds and flowing water. The connection was extremely tight. He was also able to accurately predict Philip's changes. From the time he actually decided to kill Philip to the present, it was just a matter of a few clicks. , thus ending this unfair battle!
An Fei's moves may not be as powerful as Phillip's or as sharp as Susanna's, but what he has mastered is a complete and utter killing technique!
Philip leaned on the hilt of the sword, barely maintaining the balance of his body. On his back, blood spurted down, dyeing his silver hair and his armor red. Philip wanted to turn around and take a last look at An Fei. , but unfortunately his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.