: One thousand three hundred and fifty-one meet in a narrow road (3)

As for the Knight of Mamunuk, the sanctuary of Sarand, who is known for his personal martial arts, if a fly flies in front of him and says that he wants to cut off its left wing, it is absolutely impossible to cut off its right wing.
　　
Today, however, Malanduk, the sanctuary of Salander, was pale and found that his outstanding martial arts were like an overwhelmed wooden board in front of a group of well-trained imperial guards. The general blade of light, each time striking from several directions at the same time, makes people unable to defend at all, and when he hacks the sword, he will be skillfully blocked by the enemy next to the target.
　　
Although the number of opponents is wrong, they are advancing and retreating, and the cooperation is seamless. When one person advances, there is always a companion next to him to protect him. Advance in groups of three. In the narrow hall gate position, Mamunuk Knight 'S personal agility, there is no room for extra room,
　　
In just a moment, the other party’s killer-like swords had fallen half of Mamunuk, even if the Mamunuks were fighting for their lives, the whole body rushed while the other party waved their arms and the space was wide open. , But it was only blocked by another person who protected the opponent, and he was immediately hit by a strong knee. The triangular thorn cone on the knee position of the guard armor was like puncturing a skin sac, and it penetrated easily. Mamunuk Knight's soft skin and lively body.
　　
Every attack is hard-wired, the light of the sword is flying, the blood is pouring, and Mamunuk, who has been hit by a medium sword, groaned backwards, with a blood mark split by a sharp sword, the blood is like a flower Splashed onto the stone pillar behind the temple gate
　　
And the most striking thing is that among these black Imperial guards, a young man with some fat body wearing ordinary guard armor, two long knives that add more than two and a half meters in his hand, plus On the thick and unusual arm, the tiger headed into the flock of horses and rammed the Mamunuk knight who tried to block the door of the hall. In front of him, the blocker was invincible, and the confrontation had no one. The power is like a typhoon sweeping, slamming the front Mamunuk knight on the ground, or else the knocked overturned to the ground,
　　
This is obviously not an opponent in the same level, even if the Mamunuk knight has a sword that can be embroidered on the gorgeous carpet, it is empty talk. With the Mamunuk temple knight's long swords more fancy than practical, I want to bully Near his body is really a little lacking, and the dragon gun for dealing with the legendary dragon is probably about the same.
　　
The weapons of the Templars of Mamunuk are built by the artisans of the temple. In the past, in order to reflect the sacred meaning of the temple, these generations of artisans of the temple are often in Mamunu of each temple. All kinds of complicated patterns and decorations are printed on the swords of the Templars to reflect the noble sacredness of the Templars. Salander’s forging technology is not high, and it is densely covered on the thin sword surface. Hollow patterns and decorative lines are simply not weapons, but works of art, but no one will ever suggest that once really engaged in high-intensity actual combat, these fancy weapons are simply for Mamunuk in the palace Is a disaster
　　
　　 "My God, is this still human?"
　　
　　 Looking at the lively sacrifice and Mamunuk outside the door, they are now full of dullness, they look at the lead black armor fat man, just like a human tyrannosaurus rampant in the crowd,
　　
The two Samorian knives in their hands that made people feel upset, often in the collision of sparks, directly turned their opponent's weapons into a pile of splattered pieces of steel. Only one person restricted the gate of the temple. The huge space of nearly 3 meters at the entrance,
　　
The fat man easily pulled out his sword from the body of a reluctant Mamunuk knight, and the black armor guard was nervously protected beside him. After a while, he was responsible for the temple gate. Only one man left of the Mamunuk Knight,
　　
　　 is not as good as people, weapons are not as good as people, collective cooperation is not as good as people! This weak Mamunuk knight looked in horror at the fat man in black armor who was approaching on the face, and the strong wind brought by the violent wind of the violent sword, all of the temple's face was hit. Blowed away, revealing a thought of a middle-aged man with a few beards, only halfway away, a fat man can split his ground face into two pieces with a knife,
　　
The interval between life and death is only half a minute, and the fat man who has been completely infected with red by the human blood stands, drawing two circles and deeply plunging into the middle-aged Mamunuk knight The wooden board, the handle of the knife trembles.
　　
This middle-aged Mamunuk knight knelt halfway on the ground, raised his head, and did not move at all. This posture was originally that he raised his sword with both hands in anticipation of resisting the opponent's rage, and now his sword was just raised. And the sword of the other person is pointing at his nose, as long as he goes down, he can cut himself into two pieces, "Tell me, who are you! I can spare your life"
　　
The fat man looked at the frightened Mamunuk coldly and raised his foot to take a step forward. The last Mamunuk knight looked back in a panic. The result was the door of the temple. His body is like a can, with a heavy impact sound, and there is no retreat
　　
"Last time, who are you!" The fat man asked again. On the steps under his feet were minced meat and fallen corpses. The fat man looked at him faintly as if he were looking at a corpse, with An unquestionable pressure
　　
　　 "Imperial dog, we Sarand will never succumb!"
　　
Under the murderous gaze of the fat man, this Mamunuk did not dare to give a hysterical cry~EbookFREE.me~ For Mamunuk's honor and bloodiness, he can only use his own blood to go Do the most tragic let Ming!
　　
　　 "Poof!"
　　
　　 Hanguang fell from the top of his head,
　　
His efforts were only for the companion who rushed into the temple to delay the short time that the fat man lifted up, and as the sword light cut off the long sword in his hand, a pale blood stain from this Mamunuk's The eyebrows are drawn to the belly. "You... slightly!"! This attacker who has been cut off his neck almost exploded with two bloodshot eyes, his mouth wide open, and he took a deep breath. There was a broken and unpleasant sound in his mouth. This was cut off the trachea. He could see it, but he still wanted to say nothing, but now he couldn’t say anything. "Stupid! Do you really think I don’t know that you are in the Southern Temple? "The fat man sneered softly at the unwilling Mamunuk. The body of the middle-aged Mamunuk fell down the wall, and blood and internal organs spattered from his throat to the blade of his stomach. , Countless blood spread like a large ball of red paint from under his corpse "Let's go in!"
　　
The fat man carried the war sword upside down and walked in from the door full of corpses. All the people who watched this scene raised a chill from their hearts. It seemed that these imperial guards stepped into the temple of lifeless sacrifice, but the whole holy Temple trampled underfoot
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