The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter 180 Understanding

"I hate people hiding in secrets to play against me! I always hate it!" Roddy looked at Fielding coldly.

Fielding was already in a cold sweat.

died?

Just die like this?

The gray-clothed saint of the temple was actually killed under the opponent's sword?

Although the opponent is a Sword Saint Warrior and surpasses the Grey Saint in strength, there is not that big gap, right?

As the black flame in the sky burned to the ground, Fielding's heart sank completely as he looked at the sword inserted on the ground in front of him.

"That's it! Killing the Divine Bow!!" Fielding exclaimed suddenly, his body jumped up and out more than a dozen meters high, but the mid-air was empty. Where is the shadow of the Divine Bow?

"Are you looking for this?" Roddy coldly looked at Fielding, who was looking away from the sky, and slowly stretched out a hand. A black flame emerged from his palm, and the flame was enveloped in circles. , It was the small silver bow and arrow, but in the black flame, the original glamorous silver on the bow and arrow seemed to be completely dimmed.

Fielding was really anxious, he immediately rushed down, stood in front of Roddy, and shouted: "Why is it in your hands!"

"Well..." Roddy said lightly: "I don't know too much. Anyway, I just killed that guy. I suddenly thought of such a thing in my mind. It came into my hands... Fielding, this It seems to be called the Killing Bow, right?"

"Come!" Fielding stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Roddy didn't dodge. Instead, he sent his hand forward. Before Fielding's hand touched the black flame, he immediately retracted like an electric shock. , Backed up a few steps in a row, exclaiming: "Hellfire!! Are you not a Sword Saint Warrior? How can you use Hellfire!!!"

Roddy shook his head, his eyes showed some thought, then his eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly, the black light in his hand flashed, and the bow and arrow disappeared.

Fielding raised his sword, pointed at Roddy, and said solemnly: "Give it back to me! That is the artifact of our temple!"

Roddy ignored him, just reached out and pulled the Dragon Tooth Sword from the ground, waved it twice, as if frowning and whispering: "It seems something is wrong..."

Fielding looked a little dignified, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency Tulip, it is not right that they conspired against you just now, but the person you killed was a gray saint in the temple! It is already even, that bow and arrow, please also give me back!"

Roddy finally raised his eyelids, took a look at Fielding, and said faintly: "If you want, get it by your ability!"

Fielding didn't hesitate, a golden grudge broke out on his body, he rushed a few steps under his feet, and cut the past again. Roddy shook his head, his eyes seemed to show thoughtful gaze. He didn't seem to be moving fast, and his sword didn't explode like the raging grudge when the two were fighting just now, as if he was just raising his hand and stabbing it out.

Fielding immediately felt a strange feeling. The opponent's huge sword pierced his own grudge easily, and then slammed on the tip of his sword.

With a crisp sound of "Keng", Fielding felt a strange twisting force coming from the sword, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his arm. When his hand trembled, the sword almost fell out of his hand. He twisted his body in a hurry, stepped away a few steps, and looked at Roddy in surprise: "What is your trick?"

Roddy also frowned, his eyes full of thoughts, and shook his head: "It seems like this..."

He glanced at Fielding suddenly, and the sword in his hand flicked like a poisonous snake. Fielding only felt that there was a flower in front of him. He hadn't seen the opponent's movements clearly, only saw the tip of the opponent's sword pierced in front of him. , He put up his sword in his busy schedule to block it.

There was another crisp sound, and his whole body was knocked out. After landing, he staggered a few steps before finally standing firm.

"What's going on!" He was full of horror. The opponent clearly didn't have any vindictive sharpness on the sword, but the blow just now made me feel like I was hit by a heavy hammer...

The blankness in Roddy's eyes has disappeared. A real smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he sighed softly: "I understand... I finally understand..."

Facing the Paladin opponent in front of him, he actually closed his eyes and murmured: "The sword is in my hand, turning into anger and determination between the fingers, piercing Chun's warmth, piercing Xia's boldness, The style of Xiang Qiu, the glamour of piercing Dong...Mr. Qiu, this is the real kendo you said..."

He actually shook his head just like that, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Tulips!!" Fielding roared, gritted his teeth and held the sword in both hands, and then drank. A golden spiral edge was swept from the sword's edge and shot at Roddy!

Roddy frowned and turned around. Without a sword, he stretched out his left hand and opened his palm. The spiral, cone-shaped golden edge hit his hand, and it quickly resolved with a loud sound.

No bursts, no breaks, no energy.

The understatement was resolved.

"Fielding." Roddy said lightly: "You are no longer my opponent. You just insisted not to kill me, so I won't fight with you again today. Let's end our duel."

"Nonsense!" Fielding's face was pale. Of course he could see that the opponent could catch his fierce grudge with only one hand, but how could a knight's self-esteem make him easily admit defeat! He shouted: "I am the paladin of the temple!! Do you think you can beat me!! Who was beaten by me just now without the strength to fight back!!"

"It's me." Roddy said in a very calm tone: "I was indeed not your opponent just now. Although I have reached the level of a sword samurai, I am slightly inferior in terms of strength, experience, and understanding of martial arts. A little bit of you. I was able to fight you for so long just now, and it really relied on my body's ability to carry and hit."

"Then let's continue the duel!!" Fielding held the sword in his hand tightly.

"No need." Roddy shook his head and smiled slightly: "You are no longer my opponent. Knight Fielding, just now, thank you for your plot, let me realize something strange. I think, I Something has been broken..."

"What's the breakthrough..." A hint of surprise flashed in Fielding's eyes: "You mean domain?!"

Roddy shook his head: "No, it's not the domain, but I can feel that I'm already standing in front of a door. Maybe as long as I can push the door, I can truly understand the domain... I said the breakthrough. , Which means I understand a little...rule now."

The vindictive flames on Fielding were burning, but Roddy stood there quietly. Listening to Roddy's words, Fielding couldn't help laughing wildly: "After talking so much, I only know after hitting!"

Roddy frowned and shook his head, looked at Fielding, and said faintly: "You know, we were all in the same realm, do you know the biggest difference between us in the realm?" He slowly pointed to Fei. Erding said lightly: "It's the use of power!"

"There are rules in this world, and nothing is eternal. Including power... Originally, someone told me that it’s not that the stronger the power, the stronger the power. I just realized what this sentence is today. Meaning." Roddy smiled: "Before leaving, I will give you a word...Like you are now, every sword and every move is used, and the momentum is amazing, as if the sky is shocking, but your power has not hit the opponent yet. Your body is already diarrhea. Your strength looks very powerful, your vindictiveness is high, and the golden light is dazzling...If you can restrain the vindictiveness on your sword...fielding...you know what? It’s easy to blow up, but it’s hard to squeeze a balloon into a single point...It's like this..."

He stretched out two hands, there was no flickering of grudge, it seemed to be so casually stroked...

With a loud bang, in front of the ground where Fielding was standing, following Roddy's fingertips, a deep and long gully burst immediately! !

Leaving Fielding with a surprised face, Roddy really left in such a stride.

He didn't worry that Fielding would shoot behind him. With Fielding's personality, he would not attack him behind him-even if he attacked, Roddy was not afraid of him anymore.

On the battlefield, Roddy gathered the messy Zieg and others, and went back to the city, leaving Fielding with a blank face. Unconsciously, his sword had been slowly put down, as if Supported his body like a cane.

The city gate opened and Roddy led his men into the city. The countless soldiers on both sides cheered loudly: "Long live the Duke!! Long live the tulip!!!"

The thunderous cheers erupted from the city walls, and everyone looked at Roddy almost as if he were a god. After all, the scene just now was too amazing, the kind of squally showers that made the world lose its color, and the huge ball of light, it was simply the legendary invincible God of War.

Roddy rode the war horse Garros-this horse didn't suffer any injuries, but after being blown away by the gust of wind, he ran back by himself.

Amidst the cheers, only two people on the wall closed their mouths, one is Miró and the other is the bishop elder of the religious cult.

Milo's eyes were complicated, but the bishop and elder of the cult had a strange look in his eyes.

"The scene just now...is it a dragon change?"

Tiger is undoubtedly the most depressed person. The originally meticulously prepared duel, originally thought that there is a paladin from the temple, and coupled with the dragon magic circle, can get rid of the opposing Duke Tulip-everyone knows, bright What kind of scene would it be if the army of the empire lost that flag!

Fortunately now, the dragon-breaking formation was broken, dozens of magicians were severely injured, and many of them had temporarily lost their magical ability. More importantly, the grey-clothed saint of the temple died in battle! ! The shrine’s artifact, the sacred bow, is lost! !

Either one of these two things can kill yourself!

What is the identity of the saint of the temple? In addition to the Kingdom of Sauron, in a dozen other countries on the Roland continent, the saints are almost more authoritative than the kings! ! That's the top figure in the temple! And the loss of the artifact... Tiger couldn't even think about it.

After Fielding returned from the battlefield, he said nothing, not even looking at Tiger. He was very disdainful of the commander of Roland's coalition forces. In Fielding's heart, these people tainted his original duel!

Tiger naturally didn't dare to do anything to Fielding-he was a paladin.

The commanders of all countries in the coalition were worried and couldn't help but scream. Tiger's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't stand it and shouted: "Okay! Are you going to fight? Do you want to fight? Then fight! Fight! Starting today, we will attack the city at all costs! All the magician guards will go up!! I don’t believe that the Tulip Duke really can’t kill. !!!"

Seeing that the coach was angry, everyone was quiet for a while, Tiger's tone was low and full of murderous aura: "Start tomorrow, attack the city with all your strength! Whose army is up, don't kill the last person not to come down! If there is an evacuation Whoever it is, kill them all!!"

The next day, the imperial army in Thunder City immediately felt a completely different pressure!

In the morning, just before dawn, the Roland allied forces began to attack the city. One morning, they defeated the opponent's three assaults, and finally at noon, the Roland people began to work hard.

Tiger killed the four commanders and knights of the coalition in one breath, and executed 600 officers and soldiers who had fled back. Then he threw the heads of those who were executed together and shouted, "I said. It's clear! No one is allowed to take a step back! Even if the last person is killed, no one is allowed to go back!"

Tiger’s direct army mobilized ten thousand people to supervise the team. These people stood behind with strong shields and sharp swords-to retreat is to die, to advance is to fight, and the Roland army finally broke out unprecedented. Brave spirit!

Retreating is dead anyway, it is better to rush up and fight hard, maybe there will be a ray of life!

Team after team of Roland soldiers rushed into the city wall and erected one ladder after another. The soldiers climbed up almost with red eyes, watching their companions hit by the boulders falling from the city wall, screaming After falling down, the other people didn't even look at them, and went up the ladder that had been stained with blood...

Above the city gate, the archers aimed their bows and arrows under the city gate and shot fiercely, they almost no longer need to aim! The Roland people squeezed into a group under the city, and they slammed into the city gate with the giant wood in their arms, and screamed one after another, but no one backed away. The Roland soldier was covered in blood, and he almost wanted to hit the gate with his head with red eyes Up.

For a whole day, the Rolanders invested nearly 100,000 troops to attack the city. In the afternoon, they had almost rushed to the city wall and occupied a section of the city wall. But later, under the counterattack of the flame warrior group of the gods, that section The wall was taken back.

What surprised the imperial army was that they saw the only way to retreat: the ladder was right by their side, but none of the Roland soldiers who had been killed to retreat escaped, killing until the last one fell!

In the evening, countless corpses had fallen under the city wall, and the city gate was almost full of corpses. The air was full of pungent blood. The ground above the city wall was damp and slippery, soaked in blood, and in some places there was even a pit of blood, which was splashed with one foot.

It was shocking to look at. There were broken arms and branches all over the city wall. Whenever you step forward, you will step on broken corpses and broken swords. There are also exhausted Imperial soldiers sitting on the side panting, severely injured. The dead soldiers screamed and wailed.

The pile of corpses under the city gate had completely blocked the city gate, and countless corpses were stuck with sharp arrows and fell beside the giant wood-these people shed the last drop of blood under the city.

The sturdy city gate was already a little damaged--the city gate was made of iron wood that was rare in the Bright Empire, the kind of iron wood that was specialized in shipbuilding that was abundant in the Roland Continent. The city gates were reinforced with horizontal and vertical iron bars, but after a day of fierce fighting, many of the iron bars have broken and broken, and some have not broken for a while, but have been twisted and deformed.

The soldiers of the empire were busy on the city wall, carrying a corpse and wounded soldiers down, and many soldiers were still busy carrying the depleted stones on the city wall—the ones near the gate in Thunder City seemed to be all After being demolished, all the stones were transported to the city wall to defend the city, and artisans were busy repairing and strengthening the city gate.

On the battlefield outside the city, hundreds of Roland soldiers in white clothes were also busy cleaning up the battlefield. They carried back the bodies of Roland soldiers, as well as the wounded soldiers whose arrows fell on the battlefield. ——The imperial soldiers above the city wall did not throw arrows at these people, and both sides were busy doing their work in a silent tacit understanding.

The magicians and warlocks of both sides are also taking time to rest and restore their mana. In today’s fierce battle, the two sides collided several times, but the empire’s warlocks were completely at a disadvantage—a duel of dozens of warlocks and magicians of equal strength. , Because the opponent's magician used the combination magic, and the strength was greatly enhanced. The empire's warlock suffered a lot, and they were killed on the spot.

Even Roddy later played against the opponent's magician, but with his strong body, he reluctantly parryed it down. After a day, Roddy was almost exhausted.

The night finally came, and the moonlight was dim tonight, as if the world was also sighing for this tragic killing—the soldiers on the city wall were sitting on the ground, gathering three to five. Everyone looked calm, and occasionally someone looked at the golden tulip flag above the city gate.

The soldier's eyes were firm, full of trust and admiration.