Edge of the Apocalypse

A clear cry of Haiou came from the sea, and the figure flying across the sky cast a fleeting shadow on a straw hat. The hat moved, and Belmode raised his head, his eyes dazzled by the excessive sunlight. A sea breeze blew by, and he quickly tightened his straw hat to prevent the wind from blowing away. After changing into a black long coat, wearing a loose striped top and shorts, Belmode didn't have the image of a usual assassin at all, but rather like an ordinary man enjoying sea travel.

He was sitting on the ship's deck of the paradise, with a fishing rod in front of him, fishing bored. In the next bucket, there was only half a bucket of clear water, but not even half a fish.

There were more figures behind him, but Kira came over. She leaned on the rail with her hands folded, closed her eyes and enjoyed the sea breeze, and said comfortably: "Ten years ago, I got on the sailing boat that left home like I am now. Unexpectedly, so many years passed in the blink of an eye."

Belmode smiled and said: "Did you be abducted from the house by some bastard?"

"No, it's my father. He took me away from home to Granier. We have said that we will open a small shop in the city called the pillar of the empire and wait until life stabilizes. Mother took it."

"Really? Then how did you become an adventurer?" Belmode asked casually.

"Because we did not get to Granier, we met pirates. Many people on that merchant ship were killed, and my father took me to escape. Finally, I met the Imperial Navy, but my father... At sea.” Kira said quietly, pulling her hair back slightly.

Belmode looked at her and said softly: "It seems I asked a question that shouldn't be asked."

"No." Kira turned her head and smiled: "This incident has passed for a long time, and the sorrow that has been there has long since settled. What I remember is always the figure of my father when he was alive. When I am confused, his figure can always be Leading me in the right direction. So he is always by my side."

"At least, that's what I think."

Belmode looked at the sun on her face, which made her feel relieved. At this time, the sailors on the deck ran forward. He caught someone and asked, "What's wrong?"

The sailor employed by Roger said excitedly: "The two are going to compete again. We all have to rush over to watch the fun."

Letting go of the sailor, Belmode looked at Kira: "Should we join in the fun too."

"Okay, there is nothing to do now anyway." Qi stretched his waist and said, "But Mr. Allen and Regis are very energetic. I think Mr. Willick has been unable to adapt to sailing at sea. ."

Belmode thought of Willick's seasickness, and smiled slightly: "Because my boss and his brother are not ordinary people."

The front deck of the paradise crew was already surrounded by sailors watching the excitement, and even Roger was standing on the control platform of the rudder, looking condescendingly in the direction of the deck. Among the crowd were Ellen and Regis, the former carrying Qianjun at will, and the latter holding a sword. The right hand is a long sword to cut the iron, and the left hand is the star sword Zhujue.

Allen smiled and said, "Do you plan to use these two weapons at the same time today?"

"Yes, I used iron cutting the day before yesterday, but yesterday I killed them, but I couldn't beat you at all. So today I plan to use two of them together. How about you? You are afraid. If you are afraid, you can admit defeat, Alan." Jace grinned.

"I think you use two weapons at the same time, maybe you lose faster." Allen beckoned to Regis and said, "Let the horse come here."

"If you look down on me, don't cry." Regis took a deep breath, and then exhaled, forming two cyan romances. A light and shadow floated behind him, forming a mark. Regis's engraved name is Gale Leopard King, and it also has the ability to drive wind, but it is different from Edward's ability to turn weather into a knife, a barrier, and all things to defend against enemies. The wind driven by Regis is more used to improve its own speed and response, otherwise, what kind of high-speed moving flashing combat skills.

But what the Gale Leopard King brings is not only the improvement in speed and response, but the word Leopard King in the name of its engraving, which is the ability of tearing and sharpness in the main engraving. With the increase of Regis' level, this ability has begun to appear. At this moment, after a wave of air that was hard to detect with the naked eye had wrapped Regis, a burst of blue light ran through him on his Zhantie and Zhujue.

After this blue water wave passed through, the two weapons gave people an extremely sharp feeling. Especially Xingdao Zhujue, the clear water and flowing light seemed to resonate with this war knife, and the hair-like silver patterns on the knife body lit up. Zhu Jue quivered slightly and let out a clear knife ding.

When the sword sounded, Regis moved. Zhan Tiejian pointed forward, and the man and the sword turned into a light trail that was dazzling than the sun, flashing a distance of ten meters from Alan. Allen didn't react slowly, and Qianjun in his hand disappeared as soon as Regis moved. When he reappeared, he had already blocked the iron, and the sword wiped out the bright sparks, illuminating the faces of the two brothers.

"It doesn't work all the time, Regis."

"Really? What about this?"

Regis smiled, and Zhu Jue in his hand had been cut out. The sword is as fierce as the wind and thunder. Alan didn't dare to be careless, Qian Junyi crushed the iron in his hand, and he took advantage of his strength to let Zhu Jue cut through the soles of his feet.

Falling back to the deck, Allen just adjusted his posture. The light in the eyes was brilliant, and Regis was pierced with a sword again. Allen smiled faintly, Qianjun turned into a black dragon, the sword screamed like thunder, bounced off Zhantie, and fought with Zhu Jue who was coming from the crosscut. The two of them fought on the deck, and Reggie's sword became faster and faster and clearer. Zhantie pulls the flash of the sword to perform assaults and displacements; Zhu Jue uses the characteristics of the sword to attack Allen with a large slash.

One sword and one sword in the hands of Regis did not interfere with each other, but complemented each other. Regis became more and more comfortable, the sword organized an airtight offensive, replaced by a lesser opponent, when he sometimes flashed and slammed, and sometimes slashed, he looked dazzled early. It is also Allen who is calm and calm enough to keep on parrying Regis's offense with Qianjun and still have backhand power.

The two fought into a group, the swords collided, and the source force opposed, making the ring of battle continue to sound muffled, like a scorching sun and thunder.

Regis suddenly yelled: "Be careful."

The whole person turned into a flash of light and shot straight away, pointing directly at Alan's heart. Allen thought he was doing the same trick again, but seeing the faint smile on Regis' face, he couldn't help but deal with it carefully. Qianjun's blade trembled, pressing out an orange arc to seal against Regis's blade. But when the flames of flame hit the flash of Regis, Regis's breath suddenly appeared above his head.

Allen looked up, and the figure of Regis appeared in the sky. He held Zhu Jue in his hand, the blade of the star blade showed a faint blue light, and the silver stripes lit up. As Regis cut down with all his strength, the blade turned into a sky hanging down, forming a cross with the previously condensed and scattered flashes. !

"Sure enough, there is a set." Allen shouted, Qianjun's blade turned into a mysterious yellow light, and the surrounding air suddenly became extremely hot. As the temperature soared, blue smoke appeared on the deck.

With an inch of fire at the front, Allen slashed to the center of the cross's brilliance, and immediately the two waves collided. Qianjun suddenly spewed an orange sky fire, while Reggie's cross light exploded. When countless pieces of light met the sky fire, it turned into wind and thunder and spread to the surroundings. Seeing that it was about to hurt the onlookers, a black mist rose from the ground, forming a wall of fog, blocking the aftermath of the collision between the two Ellens.

After the wall of fog was lowered, Belmode looked pale and smiled bitterly at the two people in the room: "Two young masters, just discuss each other, don't use full power."

Allen said awkwardly: "Accident, accident."

Regis put away the sword and hummed: "What is it at full power? My Southern Cross hasn't fully deployed yet."

Allen punched his big head: "Idiot, if you really want to open it with all your strength, do you want us to swim past Santa Terina?"

Then he said: "But you Southern Cross, it's quite interesting."

"Yeah, this is a double-edged combat technique that I developed. How about, I have a chance to get better weapons in the future, and I have to create a three-edged and four-edged style...it's exciting to think about it!" Regis said excitedly.

"Let's talk about that if you have that opportunity." Allen said with a headache.

At this time, the watching sailors knew how to breathe. The tough collision between the two men's combat skills just now almost made them think that they were in the most terrifying storm on the sea. After a sigh of relief, ~www.readwn.com~ could not help but cheer for the wonderful fight between the two.

Roger glanced back at Geraff and said, "Our Lord Ellen seems to be stronger again."

Jeraf smiled bitterly. If Alan, who had been to the paradise before, had his current strength, Jeraf could not imagine the consequences. Especially the last inch of fire Allen used, the kind of fighting technique that presses the surging fire power into the blade, and only when it hits the target, it will explode with terror and destructive power. Jeraf can't think of any ability or combat technique to resist. .

Or, when faced with such extremely destructive tactics, he might only have to escape.

If this is the case, then the strength of the Southern Cross and Regis, who are rushing into each other, is probably not much worse than Allen. Thinking of this, the wry smile on Geraf's face became heavier. He really didn’t know where Allen brought these masters, whether it was Regis, or Belmode, who blocked both sides with a fog wall; or Willick, who was still seasick, these people were all different. Elite and strong.

Jeraf believes that he can possess so many powerful men and armies such as the mountain king and the dark blade. After going to the hinterland of the empire, Allen must be a blockbuster! r1058

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