Chapter 126: Three swords

This time, Harold didn't roll over like a chariot, but slowly walked towards me step by step.
The steps are steady and strong, and with each step, the compacted ground will tremble slightly, as if being bombarded by a boulder.
Seeing Harold approaching gradually, I also felt more and more pressure. This feeling of being overwhelmed in aura was exactly the same as when I met the boss before.
Less than two meters apart, Harold finally stopped and stood, slowly raising his two-handed sword above his head. The white light was magnificent and majestic. Then, with a turn of his wrist, the blade slashed towards my head.
The gust of wind whistled and my aura was shocked. My eyes shrank as if I was facing an enemy. I cut the Matthew knife in my hand and forcibly blocked the blade. When the two soldiers collided, I felt a huge momentum coming, like The falling boulder was heavy and unstoppable. I subconsciously tilted my wrist slightly, tilting as much force as possible.
The two-handed sword came fiercely and violently. The huge force that came down in one breath passed by the slanted blade of the slashing mate sword, and it smashed heavily into the ground, half an inch into the ground.
And my body also forcibly withdrew a step backwards in an instant, only to completely wipe out the remaining power of the huge force.
"What a powerful force!" I was amazed: "What kind of combat technique is this?"
Before I could close my posture, the two-handed sword whizzed towards me again, this time horizontally.
The material of the two-handed sword is extraordinary, and the strength of the sword is fast and ruthless. If you force it to resist, I'm afraid that the Matthew Sword that Old Paggy gave me will not hold on. , And then accidentally chopped me into serious wounds, it was terrible!
As soon as he lowered his body, the whole person lay down on the ground at a very fast speed, only then barely avoided the sword of the horizontal cut.
The sword hid and didn't hurt me. It was just the remaining sword energy that passed by the two-handed sword, piercing my hair and piercing my skin, and my body shuddered unconsciously.
One turned over, climbed up from the ground, and yet to stand still, the third sword struck again, this time it was a diagonal split.
In normal times, let alone a slash, I can easily dodge it. However, at this moment, my steps are not stable, my body has not found a support point, and I am a bit staggered, and there is no possibility of hiding. Open this more powerful sword.
I closed my lips tightly and gritted my teeth. I made up my mind. Since I can't avoid it, I will try to carry it. As for the result...Who [Mom] has spare time to think about.
Although I have no combat skills, my hands and arms are still much stronger than ordinary adventurers.
With both arms retracted, he tilted the slashing mate sword back a few inches, and accumulated the strength of the whole body on both wrists at the same time, and waited for half a second. Seeing that the two-handed sword was within an inch of me, he burst out and slashed hard Above the blade of the two-handed sword.
when!
The swords collided, gold and iron cried.
A metal whine that was harsher than all the sounds before was superimposed, and instantly swept everyone present. Among the crowd, a few of the people with weaker physique fainted on the spot.
The farther away, Phoenix and his group are still intact. Only Barbara, who is at a high place because of the tip of her ears, only covers her ears with her hands, forgetting that she is still sitting on the tree trunk, and her center of gravity is unstable. She slid and fell from the tree. Fortunately, Kagali's eyesight was quick, and she grabbed Barbara's leg, so as to avoid the appearance of disfigurement and fall.
This was the case on the periphery of the crowd. The two adventurers closest to us, a man and a woman, both held their ears tightly at the same time. Even so, they still could not withstand the assault of this voice fluctuation.
There were even blood spills in the ears and nose, leaving four red marks.
On both sides of the war, Harold stood still, and the white light from his body gradually dissipated. Although he still looked serious and serious, he lost the majesty of a heavenly general because of the dissipated white light.
On the other side of me, the whole person withdrew seven or eight steps away. No, it is safer to fly out backwards than to retreat.
At the moment of the collision, my body was severely injured, and my feet unconsciously left the ground, and flew out towards the back. The moment I flew upside down, I saw that there was a shallow light at the place where the Zhanmatai sword collided. The shallow crack, as I flew upside down, the crack gradually deepened, and scattered cracks appeared around it, like a winding centipede.
In the first moment when I landed, the Zhan Matei knife separated from the middle position with a snap, the tip of the knife was on the left, the blade was on the right, one on the left and the other on the right.
The knife broke again. If the previous time was due to a material problem, this time, it should be a strength gap.
I have to say that the power of the last three swords is really strong, just to fight a sword, I have exhausted all my strength, and the sword broke.
If all three swords hit, the current me may have been chopped into pieces and hung miserably on the ground instead of lying on the ground weakly like I am now, like a white rat waiting to die.
With patters, the footsteps gradually increased, and Harold's stalwart body stopped in front of me, the two-handed sword still in his hand, cold and sharp.
"Is he here to make up the knife?" I secretly asked, but my body did not move.
Even if he really came to make up the knife, I can't do anything. All the strength of my body has been exhausted by me. Now, even if I flick my fingers, I feel weak and sore.
Forget it, death sooner or later is death, and what should come is always coming.
I closed my eyes and waited for the moment the two-handed sword pierced my chest.
"Child, you are outstanding" Harold's voice came into his ears without any killing intent.
I slowly opened my eyes, and saw that Harold had put the two-handed sword in the scabbard and squatted down, his majestic face showed a shallow smile, and his eyes were full of appreciation and praise.
"I... defeated" I sighed, grinned, and smiled: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease your men."
Harold shook his head: "No, you are not wrong. The reason why I made this suggestion is that I hope to have a hearty fight with you."
"Fight with me? What do you mean?" I was puzzled.
"Your name is An Xiaoyi, isn't it" Harold's question was unanswered.
"Ah, yes, this is An Xiaoyi."
"That's right." Harold reached into his arms and took out a vial filled with red liquid, an expensive healing potion!
"This is for you" Harold opened the lid, lifted me up, and said, "Drink it."
"This is not Hui... Mulululu"
Disregarding what I was talking, he forcibly poured the rejuvenating potion into my mouth.
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