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Salom stared blankly at Rebored in front of him. He didn't understand, he really didn't understand.
Why? Why did this human suddenly become so strong?
Why? This human is clearly two levels lower than me, so why do I feel such a huge threat from him?
Salom looked at Reborret, who was holding a spear in front of him, and was a little dazed by the pressure from the dragon clan on him.
This pressure, this pressure belonging to the dragon clan, was so familiar! It seemed that my mother had once described this pressure, and I had also directly felt this pressure from the inheritance left by my grandmother.
But why does it appear on the human in front of me?
Salom wanted to ask something, but unfortunately Reborret did not give him the chance.
Reborret looked at Salom and said:
"Sir Salom, you don't have to suppress your strength this time. Let's fight at our full strength."
Salom was stunned for a moment, looked at Rebored in disbelief, and then laughed.
Yes, if you have any questions, please ask after the call.
"Sir Reborret, regardless of whether you win or lose this battle, I hope you can take in my men. They were all forced out by Salomon. Please don't make things difficult for them.
After all, it is impossible for them to return to the royal court, and even if they do, they will not be able to see the sun tomorrow."
Lei Borui nodded and agreed.
Salom no longer had any worries at this time. He untied the leather armor on his upper body and threw it aside. The snow-white wolf fur was very dazzling under the light.
Then Salom drew out the three long swords from his waist again, lowered his body and prepared for battle.
Reborret would also show the highest courtesy to Salom. The six flying swords of the Sword King's cloak floated behind him, making a buzzing sound. The mysterious patterns on his arms also showed a faint red light, and his eyes had turned into golden vertical pupils. The dragon shadow nurtured by the dragon roar in the box also hovered over Reborret, growling at Salom.
Looking at Reborret's various methods, Salom was actually a little overwhelmed in his heart.
No, why do you have so many attack methods? Either flying swords or dragon shadows, and that invisible suppression method, no wonder you dare to say that a fourth-level player can beat a sixth-level player.
Swish!
This time, Salom took the initiative, and the white blade slashed towards Rebollet's chest. Three flying swords flew out from behind Rebollet to block the blade.
Salom had anticipated this, and the long sword between his elbows, together with the long sword in his left hand, attacked Reborret's wrist and face again.
This time, the flying sword behind Reborret did not fly out. Reborret just gripped the spear tightly and swept it with great force, directly forcing Salom back.
"Eighth Style, Spiritual Wind Sweeping."
Salom retreated several steps in a daze. It seemed that Reborret's spear skills were not much inferior to his Frost White Three Swords Style.
This time, Salom moved the long sword from his right elbow to his left elbow, then sheathed the long sword in his right hand and lowered his body to prepare for another attack.
"Do you know why I'm called the Bloody Hero?"
Salom suddenly asked.
Reborite didn't reply, but just stared at Salom, watching out for his next attack.
"I can't hold back on this move, so be careful.
Frost white? Blood dance. "
Swish!
Salom suddenly appeared behind Rebored, and then swung his sword with his right hand towards Rebored's neck, but the flying sword successfully blocked the attack, but this was not the end.
Salom then appeared in front of Leibo again, and slashed with the long sword in his left hand. During this gap, he also made another slash with his right hand, then let go, caught the long sword that fell between his left elbow, and stabbed it towards Leibo's lower abdomen.
Reborite frowned, but he took all the attacks one by one.
But gradually, Reborret discovered something was wrong.
Salom's attacks began to become faster and faster, and the speed continued to increase.
Swoosh!
Rebollet's body was already starting to show injuries.
Rub!
The wounds on Reborite's body began to become more and more numerous, and they were very deep.
“It’s a bit passive.”
Naturally, Reborret also thought about using gravity magic to suppress Salom's attack, but his speed was too fast and gravity suppression could not catch him at all.
“It’s still troublesome, Salom.
Since we can’t find where you are, then we might as well destroy this entire area!
Twelve Style! Earth-Splitting Dragon Abyss Strike!"
boom!
Rebollet stabbed the ground fiercely with the spear in his hand, and then spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground within a kilometer radius with Rebollet as the center, and then the entire ground collapsed in an instant.
Salom, who was still attacking rapidly, finally stopped because of the terrain.
At this time, Salom's snow-white wolf fur was dyed bright red by the blood on Reborret's body. Salom, who was forced to stop attacking, did not feel any regret. After all, he felt that this attack was enough.
But before Salom could celebrate any longer, the cracks in the spider webs on the ground suddenly became larger, and then a strong impact came from those cracks.
Salom was unable to dodge in time and was knocked out on the spot, just in that instant.
Salom, who was still in mid-air, saw six flying swords attacking him.
Salom quickly put away a long sword, then held two swords and fought with the six flying swords that were attacking him.
However, Salom did not let down his guard. Sure enough, in a gap between Salom's attacks, Reborret suddenly rushed out and stabbed Salom in the waist.
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