Chapter 1739: Flame Swordsman VS Yellow Dress Leader: Evil Memories

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Kirton was forced to retreat backwards, hitting a lot of people and beasts in a row, the two sides played against each other again, Kirton was not an opponent before, not even an opponent now. Kordon, who was seriously injured, showed a one-sided disadvantage. The battle was not enough without many moves.
"Fall down." Juno kicked violently, and the stick was sent out after landing. The stick twirled like a gyro in his palm, hitting Kirton's chest with strong wind.
Kirton's chest was oppressed, his nose and mouth were spurting blood, and his body flew out like a windmill in a whirlwind, falling a dozen meters away.
Juno dragged his stick and walked past without delay. He opened two enemies who wanted to rush up and saw the opponent who fell on the ground and tried to hold up. He whistled softly: "Hoo, you are not dead yet , The knights who learn to imitate the elemental regeneration power are indeed tenacious."
Not far away, Hu Sang saw this scene of a roaring run and came over: "Let him go and let me kill him! I want to avenge Hus!"
Juno raised his heavy eyebrows and glanced lightly. The long stick in his hand was on Hu Sang's forehead that rushed over: "There is nothing to do with you here."
Hu Sang burst into anger and opened his stick and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I'm letting you roll away. Useless little country waste. Where can I catch the prey for you to dispose of?" Juno pulled him away with a stick, and looked down on the little generals of these little countries.
Hu Sang couldn't be angry, but his strength was not good, and some people had to stand beside him forbearance.
Juno looked at Kordon on the ground and was about to speak, and suddenly found something whispering in his blood-spitting mouth, because the surroundings were too noisy to hear clearly, so he moved closer to listen.
Old scenes, pictures that I don't want to think about, a person who is unwilling to lose, and left with a pair of vicious eyes... The Swordsman Keton fell to the ground and suffered So, just as helpless as he fell in the pool of blood a long time ago, in that unbearable memory, he should have died long ago, but his destiny made him take it to the present~!
Juno heard his and ambiguous mouth muttering'Help...Don't kill me...Mom...', he could not help but ridicule with a sneer: "I thought it was a ruthless character. The cowardly little mouse, actually called his mother." He booed and sighed, so he said: "It's pitiful, baby~! Mom can't save you, so I will send you to see her in dreams Come on!" He was holding a long stick, full of magic, and he had to hit the pestle and hit the other person's throat...
Ding... The slightly convex rounded end of the long stick was blocked by the flame that suddenly crossed in front of him. The sword in his hand that Kedon had not let go blocked the blow, and the flame on the sword reignited again.
Juno's eyebrows rose slightly: "Huh?" The flame on the sword started quickly, and he almost fell into his face in an instant. He jumped a few meters to avoid the flame, and was surprised to see the other person slowly stand up from the ground. : "The magic was dispelled by the "clown", and will not enter a state of self-regeneration in a short time, is there any remaining magic?"
Kordon stood up slowly from the ground. The severe head injury made his vision a little blurry. He was originally ugly. At this moment, he showed a vicious state of desperation, a low gasp, and smoke for many years. The smoked, hoarse voice uttered a hoarse hatred: "What is life or death? What is it worth living to today's residual life?" The eyes covered by blood were full of hate, but it was more like saying that Self-talk: "Life is a punishment, death is a relief, and fear of shrinking for so many years, what is the meaning? What is the meaning~!?"
Juno wondered and appeared unhappy: "What are you talking about? This guy is dying, let me give you a ride." The clown in the palm again said: "Stick and split the wind!" The wind, the stick with the residual image, his moves have always been clever to win, but this blow is full of power. The long stick swept the ground and suddenly broke the soil, igniting the high dust, but it was empty.
"I can't forget the past, I can't forget..." Korton jumped in the air, the surrounding airflow and flames swelled, and under the sword fingers, the picture flashed back in his brain became clearer: "... Bloody memories are used Cover up! Either forget or be forgotten...!!!"
Juno raised his head and said in surprise: "Does this man... still have the power to fight?" The long stick in his hand made a new move, stabbing into the sky and shooting quite quickly. Unexpectedly, this time he was blocked by the opponent with his sword. Juno was startled again: "How could it be? ... his consciousness is still sober?" The opponent's head was hollowed out, and he could still make such a keen response.
At the same time when Juno's cudgel was blocked, Kirton slammed into him like a flame, and his mouth was full of roaring words: "What about death? What about death?! I have two swords in your hand, you can kill Did you get me? Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoned swollen, the exploding flame forced Juno, the two swords danced like ghosts in his hands, and then there was another long roar.
On the damaged Flame Soul Ghost Armor, the flame exploded and exploded rapidly, quickly forming a virtual colossal shadow. The giant shadow was carried on Kirton like a god. His body was red and glowed with red flames. The shape of its disheveled hair, holding two flame long swords, the sword is more than 17 meters long, and the flame liquid dripping from time to time.
Suddenly, Juno saw such a sudden change, and he was suddenly ignorant. He was forced to retreat only by the spreading flame: "This... what is this? Is it his trick?" Juno searched the memory all over his mind. How can you find a magical martial art that does not resemble the prospect of the eye?
Kirton's face was thin and ugly, and the flame spirit carried on him by the flame ghost was similar to his appearance, and he looked even more terrifying. Korton turned his two swords in his hand, and the two swords with fire slashed violently towards Juno. The flame giant on his back also cleaved the huge long sword that was more than 17 meters in the same posture.
The sword fell down and made a huge roar. During the explosion, Juno's "clown" blocked Keton's sword, but he couldn't stop the flame spirit's sword. The flames overwhelmed him on the spot, deep in the flames A painful scream was made, and then a shadowy figure escaped from the fire, it was Juno.
Juno’s armor protection was not enough, many burns and cracks on his body, and the dirty braid on his head was burnt, and he looked up at the phantom of the flame in shock. The hand holding the stick was not in pain Shaking voluntarily: "How can he have this level of power!"
Kirton Sword continued to attack, and then attacked again.
Juno immediately parryed, and the sword and the cudgel struck. The heavy sword cut by the flame giant once again made him unable to resist, and was shocked back a dozen meters: "Damn!" The two swords came down, and he felt that the strength of the other side was a bit inadequate. , And did not exert all the power. If under normal conditions, the damage done to yourself by the First Sword may be more severe.
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