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Chapter 1747 Stop the War
"Dear viewers and friends in front of the TV, there is quite bad news coming from the sword competition scene, because our Moba Palace is located in the lower reaches of Zhigan Lamu Lake. , The lake may break the embankment at any time, and our game is likely to be interrupted. Evacuate to a safe area to avoid the hazards caused by the embankment.”

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk, the sound of the helicopter in the sky was loud, four helicopters passed over the Moba Palace and headed upstream, among them there was a helicopter with real-time photography, the report sent back will tell everyone the current situation of the dam as soon as possible .

At this moment, everyone outside the sword arena cheered. Everyone knew that something was unusual from seeing the sky-blue delta wing flying across the sky before. The driver on the delta wing was most likely Li Sansi the day before yesterday. The missing guy, although everyone didn't know the purpose of his flying overhead, made everyone have absolute confidence, and now, it is obvious that the delta wing has succeeded.

Everyone couldn't help hugging each other.Su Zixuan and Liu Xinyue hugged each other tightly. Su Zixuan and many girls who were worried about the Duke of Stoke a moment ago now had tears all over their faces, and they could only feel relieved.

Richard's eyes shone brightly, and he wanted to give Huang Shanxin a hug involuntarily, but he was slapped smoothly, making his eyes full of grievances. His lesson from the past made Prince Ahmed, who was about to press up on him, It was very smart to choose to hug Schiffman, probably in the entire sword competition, because it was not a pity but a joy that the match could not be carried out, just a group of them.

Thunder team members ran towards Airmo quickly, "Report!"

Before the helicopter flew over just now, Aimo had already expected such a situation. Li Sansi went to make trouble on the embankment, which would only attract more and more troops to rush in his direction. Pushing into the fire pit, and it will not have any effect, Aimo looked at the team members running over, raised his brows, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"It's not that I'm in a hurry." The team members frowned. "It's an order from above. Let our Thunder team immediately pick up the representatives of the Eagle Kingdom and the Duke of Stoke and move immediately. The upstream lake is about to break its embankment!"

"Wh." Aimo suddenly became stuttering, the No. [-] master of the Thunder team stared at the river plain in the distance with a stiff head, and then spit out the words that had been stuck in his heart for a long time, "What!?"

Hearing the commotion outside the sword arena, he didn't need to think about it to know that it was a good thing that the delta wing did.

The sword god's gaze became fierce, and he stared at Duke Stoke without hesitation, "Who is he!?"

The sword god naturally pointed to the man on the delta wing who had confiscated Napoleon, the world-famous god of war, on the delta wing, and at this moment successfully reached the man on the delta wing to destroy their sword competition.

The Duke of Stoke spread his hands, looked at the sword god with an expression almost astonished, and said very easily, "How do I know?"

Sword God's body bounced up again, and his 1.9-meter figure was not clumsy at all. Instead, he showed a reaction and speed that was almost terrifying. At the same time his body bounced out at the same time, his hand had already inserted Aristotle on the ground. Dodd is in his hands, one hand is Assas of the wind, and the other is Aristotle of the sound. The two completely different auras suddenly split from the body of the sword god and cover the body in front of him. Duke of Stoke.

As long as the Duke of Stoke is killed before their sword fight is interrupted, this duel can also have a corresponding effect.

The sword god's hair stood on end like a thunder god, and immediately occupied the entire world in front of Duke Stoke.

Then there was the sound wave from Aristotle of the sound that made people want to vomit blood, covering the Duke of Stoke, making him almost give up his sword, and he didn't want to suffer that second more. torment.

On the left is the wind that is so fierce that it is difficult for the body to move. The power inspired by the two long swords of Feng and Yin in the hands of the sword god makes people feel sincere fear. The Duke of Stoke knows that if he cannot block With this blow, what everyone will see after a while will only be his corpse.

He can only hope for Zorro's long sword in his hand. At this moment, this is also the sign of him entering the peak state of a swordsman. The Duke of Stoke puts all the senses of his body behind him. "Understand the state of mind of my five sense organs, similar to meditation and meditation, the five sense organs no longer have any feeling, even the wind touching the face, the voice in the ear, all these are excluded from Duke Stoke's mind, from his The depths of his mind disappeared, and what emerged was only the clearest perception in his heart. At that moment, he grasped the two swords of the Sword God, Assas of the Wind, moving towards His left chest was stabbed.And Aristotle of the voice was approaching his waist and abdomen in a thunderous storm at a speed that was hard to match in the blink of an eye.

This is a kind of perception in the dark. It is difficult for the Duke of Stoke to distinguish the position of the two swords with the naked eye. Even if he can distinguish, it is already too late. With his senses at this moment, the Duke of Stoke is holding the sword of Zorro tightly, and a kind of abundant power is transmitted into his palm, and this sword of Zorro, which once represented the righteous and fearless desert fox, will stand side by side with the sword of Zorro in the future today. Combat, today can be said to be hearty, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

The Duke of Stoke struck out with all his strength in his sword, breaking towards Assas of the Wind, who was really threatening his life.

These two long swords, which were listed as old enemies in the truth of history, clashed again after a long time and hardships.

The sparks penetrated the storm and the sound barrier, and at that moment, two cheeks were illuminated, one was the majestic and fierce face of the sword god like the god of thunder, and the other was the handsome face of the Duke of Stoke with resolute eyes.

when!
The sound of two swords clashing came from the Custer Sword Arena, and even reached the ears of Su Zixuan and everyone else, making people's hearts jump when they heard it, and they all looked at the Sword Arena.

Sword God's other long sword, Aristotle of Sound, pierced Duke Stoke's lower abdomen without any hindrance.

The sword god used Assas of the wind with one hand, but was shocked by the strength of Duke Stoke's hands. He was as strong as the sword god, and he couldn't fight a super expert like Duke Stoke with one hand, but Duke Stoke was defeated. The sword flew out, and the blood flowed from the lower abdomen like a spring.

The long sword circled in the hands of Duke Stoke, forming a fan, and returned to his scabbard. Duke Stoke freed up a hand to cover his lower abdomen, and at the same time moved towards the auditorium of the Custer Arena. Flying, laughing loudly, "Thank you Sword God for giving me a ride! See you next time!"

The Duke of Stoke turned over in pain and crossed the edge of the auditorium, and jumped out of the Custer Sword Arena. From the moment the embankment was announced, the sword fight between the two was not broadcast, and the Duke of Stoke left at this moment. It would not be said that he was defeated by the Sword God, or that he fled the battle.

Jumping off the Custer Sword Arena which is seven or eight meters high, even though there is green grass below, for the injured Duke of Stoke, his head was dizzy the moment he landed, his body rolled around on the ground, and he almost stood up. not come out.

The Thunder team stationed outside the field immediately rushed up and supported Duke Stoke one after another.

The two swords rotated between Poseidon's hands, and then they were inserted into the scabbard. Looking at the direction where Duke Stoke left, the sword god knew that he had missed the best time to kill Duke Stoke. .

(End of this chapter)