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Chapter 954

Looking at the position where the Duke of Stoke was, he felt that the sky was full of golden light. The golden long sword in Filipino's hand was constantly dancing back and forth, flying up and down in his hand, reflecting the sun, and it was completely golden. Like a sun suddenly blooming in the gymnasium, this kind of way of using the ability of natural sunlight to strengthen oneself to defeat the enemy is simply unheard of, and something that has never been seen. During the years of Duke Stoke's swordsmanship career Among them, he has never seen such an opponent. Filipino is indeed the number one strongest player he has faced in the past 20 years, and he is even a super master.

Even Li Sansi felt that this Fibonacci's tricks were endless and difficult to parry. His previous evaluation of the Duke of Stoke was now slightly shaken. Unexpectedly, when he really fought face-to-face There is still room for improvement in ability, which made Li Sansi feel his scalp tingling.

Dainil Blanger attacked with all his strength, all the light seemed to melt into one place, shining a white light that was dazzling enough to pierce anyone's eyes, like a steel bar burnt into a bright white color, a sword floated with the air bulging, To the Duke of Stoke!
"I forgot to tell you that the God of War Napoleon's exclusive sword skill under the sun, Da Ri Blanger, has seven variations, and this is the first sword!" Fibonacci's voice was erratic, with a gloomy tone, The drum beats like the Duke of Stoke's heart.

The Duke of Stoke's aura changed from yang to yin, and the long sword in his hand drew the posture of the Wuji sword. Those who came later met Napoleon, the god of war, who had turned into a scorching white long sword in the hands of Fibonacci.

when!With a sound, when the two swords clashed, changes unfolded at the same time. Gould's Front and Napoleon, the god of war, changed instantly, and they exchanged five or six quick and powerful blows in the air. The two were surrounded by golden sword circles. Wrapped up, the surroundings exude white and bright sword light like colored glaze, when!when!when!The voice was endless, and at the same time, the Duke of Stoke separated from the sword circle and flew back behind him.

drink!With a bang, Fibonacci broke out of the golden-yellow entwined sword circle, and the long sword in his hand stabbed directly at Duke Stoke without stopping.

When the Duke of Stoke backed away, he kicked his back, and with the only point of strength, he turned his body on the spot, brought out Gould's sharp edge in his hand, and slashed Napoleon, the god of war, who was stabbing him like a shadow.

The sound of two swords colliding sounded, sparks splashed from the clash of the blades, Phillips was not in the charge, and was forced to take a step back by the force of the mutual strikes, Duke Stoke rushed to fight, and then thumped He took four steps back before standing still.

Throughout the entire swordsmanship competition until now, the Duke of Stoke has been at a disadvantage all the way since the beginning of the fight. This time, he relied on his own techniques to barely block Fibonacci's long sword. The Duke of Stoke's size and body The strength is weaker than that of Filipino, and he was forced to retreat one after another in the face of his well-timed and well-placed style of play. Originally, the starting position of the two swordsmen was in the middle of the stage. But now the Duke of Stoke only needs to take another five steps back, and he will reach the edge of the high platform.This can be fully seen from the comparison of the current situation between the two sides.

"Hehe, my Lord Duke is indeed No. 1 of the Eagle Empire. He has already connected two swordsmanship changes of my Da Ri Blanger. I'm afraid your luck will not be very good next time." Fei Boeri hehe Smiling, trying to create maximum psychological pressure on the Duke of Stoke.

The Duke of Stoke was holding the sword, panting slightly, but his eyes were still so firm, "What other magic weapon is swordsmanship, just use it."

Li Sansi in the audience sweated slightly. He had calculated thousands of times, but he failed to figure out that Napoleon, the god of war in the hands of the other party, would actually exert a stronger power under the sun. Such a variable, let People were caught off guard, and even more at a loss. The Duke of Stoke was caught off guard as soon as he arrived. It seemed that the situation was quite bad.

Philippoli flicked his long sword slightly, "No rush, no rush, my master swordsman once said that the Duke of Stoke's swordsmanship has been mastered, combining the characteristics of Eastern countries' swordsmanship, it is quite original Featured, I think highly of you, but now, starting today, I, Filippo, will turn you into an eternal past!"

"Dari Blanger, the third sword!" Fei Boli turned the hand holding the long sword back and forth, and the long sword in his hand was also flickering. I don't know what kind of move it is, but I have seen his first two moves. No one doubts whether the next sword will be as indestructible and powerful as the previous one.

Fibonacci didn't make any movements, but his whole body suddenly bounced from a still place to mid-air. The long sword in his hand was in the eyes of Duke Stoke, and countless light burst out like flash bombs, stabbing people. It was difficult to open his eyes, his long sword was like a spotlight board, condensing countless rays of light and then bursting out, stabbing everyone's eyes darkened, no one doubted the power of his sword, just like no one doubted his It can darken the sky and make the air tremble.

when!The Duke of Stoke resolutely took the blow, turned his body to one side, and staggered back, panting heavily, already showing a panic.

"Okay!" Philippoli shouted loudly, "the fourth sword!"

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately pursued the Duke of Stoke condescendingly. Napoleon, the god of war, followed him like a shadow on a tarsus, and the Duke of Stoke jumped up. Sword, and at the same time several metal strikes sounded, the Duke of Stoke retreated from mid-air, backed up one after another on the ground, his appearance disappeared from the previous chic, except for his eyes still resolute, there are already a few hairs fluttering everywhere on the temples, Fly around.

Fibolli was forced to retreat in mid-air, and when he landed, he bounced up without a breath, and raised his long sword high, "Da Ri Blanger, the fifth sword!" His face was already faintly showing the light of victory, The Duke of Stoke has been exposed, and he guarantees that the Duke of Stoke will no longer be able to block the final blow of Napoleon, the sun god sword and war god. This sword will definitely determine the outcome of the two sides.

At that moment, the Duke of Stoke's temples fluttered, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You have been tricked!"

Fibre's heart froze, and he slashed down with the long sword. The Gould's Front, which had been chopped up in Duke Stoke's hand, went up to meet it without giving in. The aura turned positive and negative, and the space between the two swords was staggered According to Fei Boer's inner door, his Gould's front should be so fast that he can hit Fei Boer's sword first when Fei Boer's sword strikes him. Here, with the Duke of Stoke's skill, no one can believe that he can take measures to immediately dodge the subsequent killing attack after he hit Fibonacci.

At that moment, Philippe's mind flashed with lightning, and the long sword was withdrawn to protect his face. With such a great potential, and using such a method that hurts both sides, Fibonacci was shocked and immediately returned to defense, losing his advantage.

The Duke of Stoke rebounded like a leopard, and the Gould's Edge in his hand was like a nimble swimming snake, slashing or slashing, stabbing or thrusting from all directions, and the mercury poured down on Fibonacci's pervasive pursuit. past.

when!when!when!when!when!The sound of long swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

The Duke of Stoke passed in front of Fibolli, and the last sound of "Dang!" was deafening, and it was passed on. The golden long sword in Fibolli's hand, Napoleon the God of War, was released and slanted towards the sky. Flying up, it landed with shining luster, pierced through the floor of the high platform with a sound, and nailed to the ground next to it, leaving behind a bewildered and shocked Fibonacci.

(End of this chapter)