Chapter 1742: Flame Swordsman VS Yellow Jacket Leader: Slashing Ghosts

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Kordon had just chopped the four members of the prisoner into ashes, and his hand felt unrelenting. The force of the oppression in his body had not been cut off. He was afraid that his opponent had escaped. This was exactly what he wanted, and it seemed that the other party did not want to let him go. He didn't say a word, he didn't say anything, his swords were swinging at the limit of his consciousness, he breathed a sigh of relief on his chest, and now he is fighting with it all!
Once again, the two fought to the extreme in an instant. The blades and stick figures were hovering on the edge of life and death. The mad dog was concentrated on the giant sword of the flame of the fire, but the double forward in Kirton's hand. He has already discovered that the spirit of fire only moves with the action of Kirton's hand. As long as he avoids Keton's sword and estimates the destruction range of the flame giant sword, he can avoid the dangerous killing move. Before, he was attracted by the Great Sword of the Spirit of Fire and even distracted.
This test really turned on. Although there were hot flames splashing on him from time to time, he always hid on the edge of the destruction of the flame giant sword and was much weaker by the fire. He conceded in heart that although Korton's strength and speed increased somewhat, his essential strength was still superior to that of the opponent. Although he didn't dare to attack his front, he had found a self-protection gap under the opponent's four swords.
At this juncture, the mad dog instructed Gerberus to attack and waited for the opportunity to look for flaws. Gerberus is more tolerant of flames than most of Warcraft, and is itself a fierce guy who breathes flames. The three heads breathed in turns, the flames spread out, and burned into a large piece, but they were engulfed by the flame of Kirton's own overflow or blocked by the flame. Gerberus was furious and uttered a cruel growl, defying the flames, and rushed towards Corton.
Kordon is now in full battle, unable to distract from the evil dogs around him, and can only bite his flesh by it. There were no comrades and subordinates beside him.
In the distance, Corton’s subordinates, who were retreating confusingly due to the loss of command, once again saw a familiar flame burning in the crowd of the enemy, although they had never seen the spirit of flame, but that form, physical appearance, Just like Cotton in flames.
"Kordon is not dead, Lord Korton is still alive, he is still alive, warriors, look, General Korton is still alive, he is still fighting~" Someone shouted loudly, and the people who heard them all turned back.
"General Kerton is in the enemy's lineup, we have to help him!" Someone shouted again, and the pace of the people's scattered and retreating gradually stopped.
The pirates in the Kordon Army yelled in a timely manner: "In this battle we still have a chance to block the enemy's impact for our artillery unit and the main force. There are also courageous people, show your courage Come, don’t be frightened by the soldiers of these landlocked countries. We must tell them with our strength that the soldiers on the West Coast are not useless. We can also be very good, even better and braver than them!

In the war, the general of an army represents the soul of the army, and the soul of the army will be there. The soldiers turned back and picked up the weapon in their hands again. As a regular army, could they and their comrades not be as good as the miscellaneous army of farmers and thugs opposite?
Kirton thought only of killing the person in front of him, killing one more enemy keyman, and earning one more life, but Gerberus' bite broke his flesh and bit his left hand's tendon. The hot flames from the flame soul can't cause serious damage to the dog for a short time, and push it away. As a last resort, Kirton had to pull out his gap and cut the sword with Perlos.
I have been waiting for the opportunity to move the mad dog to see this opportunity. The strong fighting spirit, the metal fingers, and Keton’s Flame Soul Ghost have little protection. The Mad Dog gritted his teeth and rushed into the Flame of the Flame Soul Ghost. Scope, the burnt scar on the face was burning in the flames, and the left paw was dug deep under Kordon's right rib.
"Uh..." Kirton finally spit out a breath, the pain stopped the sword in his hand, the crazy dog's right palm was once again buckled on his chest, and the finger of the meat was inserted into his chest. , Still drilling inward.
"...Ah...you...dead~" Korton yelled, the fast sword in his right hand turned, the tip of the sword pointed down, a sword penetrated the body of the mad dog, and the huge flame and fire sword was also stabbed down, Inserted into the ground, there was a strong burst of fire, and the mad dog screamed and lay down on the ground.
At this time, a clear brown halo in the sky swooped down at a rapid rate, and the target was Corton. The light brown light is dull, and there is a bird-like figure inside it, and it makes a sharp noise when it flies around. The light flashed past Korton and rushed out of the flame. Kirton was scratched on the shoulder and snorted, his hands loose. Juno's eyes flashed, and the smirk in the pain appeared on his face.
Stick · chase the dragon!
The rotating long stick beat the spiral force and penetrated into the wound cut by the mad dog in Kirton's chest, stirring it vigorously inside. Between the strength of the stick, the muscles, bones and blood around the stick are constantly drilling deeper! Kirton clasped the stick with both hands and kept retreating. Juno put his hand on the stick and slammed his stick. The stick suddenly penetrated his chest, and a small half was exposed from the back.
Kirton's heart was fatally injured, his eyes widened, the burning flame disappeared from his body, and the flame giant attached to his back quickly dimmed and dissipated, and the evening wind blew gently, leaving only a shallow flame Afterglow slowly became weaker and smaller on Yanshui Guijia.
"Oh...haha... dead, you're still dead." Juno smiled lightly, feeling a little guilty. I thought that the battle that should be won easily was a bit of a luck. He pulled out the clown stick in his hand and Corton fell to the ground on his back. He looked up at the brown glow in the air behind Corton. The sword feather cuckoo, nicknamed ‘Gray Light’, is covered with silver-brown metal wings and emits a faint light like the moon. This is an archaeopteryx, his guardian, a sixth-order Warcraft.
The sword feather cuckoo circled in the air several times and flew to a high place. Juno breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to see the mad dog lying on the ground. Suddenly, bright flames appeared again behind him. The swaying flames shone on his swaying shadows. Juno's heart sank. There was a burst of hair when the back spine stood up. The sword feather stone cuckoo issued a mournful alarm in the sky. call.
"Not good~!"
Juno looked back, and a person hiding in the flame stood behind him again. The gloomy eyes full of hatred in the flame saw the person covered with cold. At this moment, Juno was full of cold, and his heart was cold with his fingertips. Freezing Point: "It's over!"
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