Chapter 869 (1/2)
The cold moonlight, reflected on the blade and on Meade's face, made the Azores smile a little more gloomy.
This is not the first time Loren has seen Azor's long knife.
The ”iron horse” in the hands of Sarika Jonah, the secret silver sword handed down by Archduke Boyi for generations, is a weapon forged according to the system of Azor long knife.
The blade is as thin as a feather; The edge of the blade is faint blue, like a clear spring under the moonlight; The slightly inward curved blade back enables her to pull out the scabbard at a very fast speed.
Just like that moment.
The dark haired wizard was livid - he guessed that the other party would not let him go, and that the other party's swordsmanship was absolutely extraordinary, but he didn't expect that this guy could suppress the ”bright silver” sword.
No, it's not suppressed... But offset. There's something wrong with his knife!
The Azores elf with a single knife raised his right eyebrow and showed a look of amazement.
”The blade formed by the light is... Interesting and unheard of.” Meade's smile showed some curiosity: ”if I hadn't just had time to draw the knife, I'm afraid half of my torso would be broken by this violent light blade.”
”You're so modest, Lord Meade.” Lauren forced out a sneer. ”With your knife, I should say that.”
The cold hair stands upright and the heart string is tight... It's like a voice at the bottom of my heart reminding him constantly.
The Azores in front of us are very dangerous, very dangerous.
”It's easy to carry, very hidden and powerful. Such a weapon should be a very rare treasure in the Empire?”
”No, no, no, it's not that precious; it's one in the Empire and three in ten copper plates.”
”Sir Edward, I find you really like joking.”
”No, no, each other.”
The next second, the two chatting almost moved at the same time.
”Rattle --!!”
One white and one blue, the two sharp blades slide in the opposite direction, and the friction fire dances in the dark!
The expressionless black haired wizard instantly turned on ”beyond perception” and leaped to the upper left of midell in an extremely strange posture.
In a flash, the subdued Azores protected themselves with a long knife, set up a scabbard to block in front of them, and closed the knife forward.
The next moment, the blade that disappeared in Loren's sight once again went into the snake and found out the snake letter.
Straight face door.
Poof!
Clearly did not encounter, the screaming air still tore a hole in Loren's sideburns, and several hairs were cut into pieces in mid air.
The ”bright silver” sword has also swept to the skull top of the Azores one step ahead of time.
The smiling Meade did not move. The flash of light only touched the tip of his hair, cut off the head rope tied to his horse's tail, and the dark brown hair spread down.
”Dang --!”
The two edges meet again and go at the touch.
In less than half a second, the two people with opposite eyes also only missed each other's deadly sword, forcing the other guy to retreat.
Meade frowned slightly, as if surprised at the bright silver still in Loren's hand.
The expressionless black haired wizard quickly returned to calm. His left hand behind him pinched his fingers and didn't loosen from beginning to end.
At that moment, if the ”force impact” was used, the Azores opposite should have been lying down.
But he couldn't... the sound of the air explosion was enough to wake up most of the fog moon court - he was passive.
”What should I do?”
The Azores elf spoke again, and the corners of his mouth were curved again. He walked with a knife alone: ”you can't be found, you can't make up your mind to kill me, and you should be careful not to be killed by me...”
”Sir Edward, what are you going to do?”
Lauren, holding his sword in both hands, set up ”bright silver” and pointed the sword at Meade - this guy is more troublesome than expected, and... He is still a talker.
”That sword just proved that you are also an excellent swordsman; but... I'm afraid you will have more than a sword.” Meade's voice was very leisurely, just like walking in the court:
”Forced to compete with me in this room less than ten steps wide and nine steps wide; this feeling of being tied up must make you very painful?”
”But another way of thinking, life is like this - even if there is the power to destroy the world, in the end, you can't be bound by rules; you have to give full play to a small part of your abilities under various restrictions, and you have to worry about these rules so that you won't be destroyed by yourself and the enemy.”
”The more you stand at the top, the more you hold the power of life and death, the easier it is to have such feelings.”
Meade, who was talking to himself, was still talking, as if the next second was his death, and he wanted to finish everything he wanted to say before he died.
”Sir Edward, have you ever had such feelings?”
”I don't know.” the cold faced Loren didn't listen to what he said.
”Well... What a pity.” the smiling Meade shook his head and sighed.
The next second, he attacked again without warning, and the fierce sword wind came first.
”Dang --!”
The dark haired wizard who had no time to respond instinctively dodged sideways, parried and blocked, and a spark exploded in the middle of the sword.
Behind the sword... Is your heart.
The startled Loren opened his eyes and gave full play to the power of ”beyond perception”, making the surrounding air and light slow, dull and stagnant.
At that moment, he could barely see the action of the Azores spirit - the other side's figure did not move, but the knife stabbed the middle of the sword with the shaking shadow of his wrist and left at once.
But... Impossible.
There is at least three steps between the two people. The Azor long knife is only a one handed knife. It is absolutely not three steps long.
In other words, Meade took a step forward at that moment, stretched his arm forward, stabbed the blade straight, and almost pierced his sword through the chamber!
The self who has opened the ”beyond perception” only has time to see the residual shadow of wrist shaking.
How fast is he?!