Vol 2 Chapter 256: Change hands

Chapter 256 Change Hands
"Beware of his offense!" Wyah's voice came from the ear: "Take him on!"
The blade crossed the head of Cohen and brought a blaze.
Thinking of the ability of the weapon, Cohen did not dare to resist or counterattack.
He could only frown, short-shouldered, and painfully rolled around the ground to avoid the Rising Sun Knife.
This is his third time to dodge.
The smell of burnt hair in the nose.
Damn it.
Cohen angrily squeezed the "bearer" sword on his hand, only to feel that he had never encountered such a grievous battle.
Even in the face of the gray ash hybrids who are more than two and a half meters tall in the desert, relying on his tall figure and extraordinary arm strength, the alert officer dared to fight a few hard times and create opportunities for his companions' offense.
But facing that...
That weapon that can cut everything...
"Be careful!"
Cohen hasn't finished yet, the black-collared fire knight, one of Exeter's five wars, Roma Tulha, his sturdy body rushed into front of him!
The police officer’s pupil suddenly shrank and once again escaped the attack of the saber!
Why are you so fast...
The blade crossed the wall above his head, making a scary sizzle.
But this time, after the sniper, the squadron knight hit a solid punch and squatted in the middle of the hilt that Cohen hurriedly lifted!
"Boom!"
The latter was shocked by the chest, his body was unstable, and his feet were shaking!
Not yet had time to surprise the other party's madness, the hot temperature of the Rising Sun Knife once again hit Cohen's face.
However, Cohen is in a dilemma of just stabilizing, and even adjusting his posture is too late, and there is no defense!
Cohen is a spirit.
bad.
Cohen, who has experienced a lot of killings, immediately understood.
"Remember, fighting is not your son. I am a one-handed change game. It is not a watchful turn-based boxing show." This is what his teacher once told him: "Every time you give up Attacking, countering or defending, changing to back or dodging, is like turning yourself into a stake."
"It is equal to the opponent's plain white possession of an undisturbed offensive opportunity: he can better grasp the rhythm, adjust his posture, reassuring his shots, superimposing the offensive, and attacking a more threatening trick - you step back and equal the enemy Two steps forward, many wins and losses are decided between this interest."
Cohen clenched his teeth: yes, the fight can't change hands.
I am afraid of each other's weapon advantage, blindly dodge, public opinion defense and counterattack, so there is no obstacle to the attack of Tulha, a knife is more sharp than a knife.
At the end of the day, the police officer has already lost his strength, and he has no way to fight back.
Unlike the game, in the battle, changing hands means dead!
Cohen regretted it, but he could only look at the Rising Sun Knife closer and closer.
"Hey!"
Seeing that Cohen was in a critical situation, Wyah roared and launched a two-thirds single-edged sword, attacking the back of Tulleha!
The backless front filled his right arm and released the purest killing in the sting.
Wye is determined to force Dulha to defend.
In the midst of a thousand miles, Cohen was surprised to find that the body of Tolha’s forehead shook slightly, and the Rising Sun Knife was no longer moving forward.
The fire knight’s eyes passed over the twilight.
The police officer was in a cold heart.
"Be careful!" Cohen instantly realized the key to the situation, couldn't take care of himself, and yelled toward Wye: "His goal is..."
But Cohen’s words haven’t finished yet, and Tulha’s body is spinning!
Everything happens between the electric and the flint.
"laugh!"
Wyah’s broken sword was cut again, and one-third of the blade fell weakly.
"Boom!"
Wyatt squinted her eyes and watched the fire knight break through his sword. The left hand suddenly extended and grabbed Wyah's neck!
Lift him up and go backwards.
"boom!"
Wye only felt a sharp pain in the back of her head - he was pushed to the wall by Tulha.
"When it is!"
Under the pain, he had only a half of the single-edged sword to land weakly.
Cohen looked at Tulleha in an instant and took care of Wyah.
"Fighting is to gamble on your life," Tulleha held his left arm and looked at the priest who was struggling with his own arrogance. "The noble master..."
The alert officer issued an angry roar, and his life was earned from the ground, only to find that he was too late.
In the unwilling eyes of Wye, the Rising Sun Knife of the right hand of the Fire Knight exudes amazing heat and stabs to Wye's chest!
Just at this time.
A palm suddenly appeared in front of Tuleha.
"Snapped!"
The weapon of the Fire Knight was "grabbed" by the palm of the hand.
The sunburst saber cut the palm of the hand, and the palm of the hand was connected to the handle.
There was a scary "Zizi" sound between the blade and the palm, and the flesh and blood were black and even lit up.
"Catch you," a young, calm voice, with a slight gasp: "Fire Knight."
Both Cohen and Wyatt turned back in surprise.
Rafael Lindberg stood in front of Tulleha, his faceless expression of the burnt black right hand, despite the threat of a hot blade, five fingers firmly grasp the handle.
The flames that ignite on the palm of your hand are unconscious.
Tulleha was slightly surprised.
He didn't even notice...
Is the other party too good at stealth, or is the timing too clever?
"When the Sunburst Knife was lost, Roma Tulleha," Raphael's left hand pinched Tulha's knife, and both hands leaned forward and held the Rising Sun Knife in front of him. Just listen to him whispered:
"Are you still the fire knight?"
Tulleha's eyes narrowed and he looked at Rafael's smoldering, but he still grabbed the handle and the right hand of the blade.
Looking at the hand that was still broken, but still intact, no one was more surprised than him.
Although looking at the miserable...but, the high temperature of the Rising Sun Knife can even cast iron and gold!
Tulleha’s heart is shocking: this guy’s hand has problems...
Who is he? No, what is it?
"In the game of gambling," Rafael, who suddenly appeared, glanced at Cohen and said coldly to Tulha: "The extreme or the level, their lives - no difference!"
The next second, Cohen, who had been acquainted with him for many years, roared!
The stars of the stars shine a little starlight on his skin and blade, grabbing the opportunity created by Raphael and approaching Tulleha!
Tulleha’s left hand couldn’t hold back the struggling Wye, and his right hand wanted to pull back, but found that his right arm was still under control by Raphael—the young man’s arms made strange noises. Sound, constant tremors, very strange.
The knight frowned.
His right arm only moved a few inches away, and the young man leaned on the clever angle and focus, and he couldn't move!
wrong!
The fire knight is hard to hide the shock in his heart: this kind of strength - does not match his body shape at all!
The next breath, Tulleha showed a fierce expression, turned his right wrist, trying to break through all the sharps with the sunburst saber.
As his wrist turns, the blade is drawn!
However, Rafael, who clamped the enemy's arm, just adjusted his figure and dexterously flashed to the outside of the enemy's arm, the dead corner of the Sunburst.
Only one piece of clothing was cut off by the blade and burned to ashes.
Tulleha was in a cold heart.
bad.
His left and right hands were restricted, and the Rising Sun Knife was beyond control.
Can't move, can't dodge.
Weapons are subject to control and cannot be blocked.
This is this young man, is he a good strategy?
In the thoughts, the fire knight vest was cool - his rear, Cohen's expression lifted the sabre "bearer", and the end of the force filled his arms.
Looking at the back neck of Tulleha, the police officer roared and slashed out an amazing sword!
"laugh!"
Jianfeng broke the neck of Tulha.
Bring out blood.

"This girl is Walton's blood," Lombard said coldly. "But she is just a woman. She has no power to inherit the position of the Grand Duke of Longyan City. The public opinion is here to ask us!"
The terrible gaze of the black sand Dagong was directed to Selma, and the girl was slightly shocked and unconsciously touched the "triumph" of her hand.
"Put up your unnecessary sympathy and accustomed taboos, Grand Dukes," Lombard said in an unquestionable tone: "She is not us, this girl has no right to make a decision for Exeter's future."
The Grand Duke of Trudeda shrugged a little and seemed to be quite recognized.
Just at this time.
In the eyes of several Dagong, Tells loosened Selma and slowly and decisively stepped forward.
"So you finally said it, Lord Lombard."
Tyres whispered: "For Exeter?"
Rumba's face is slightly moving.
Tyres secretly clenched his fist.
With his own identity, Selma opened the door for him, and he wanted to seize the opportunity and step by step.
Use only the chips left in his hand.
Kill them!
Tyres took a deep breath and his eyes were completely stunned: "As a grand priest of Exeter, you must stand together in the face of the great threat of the Star Kingdom, isn't it?"
When his words were exported, the atmosphere in the hall changed.
People's breathing began to be disordered.
The eyes of the big men look at him are different.
Ronnie Dagong slightly frowns: "What?"
"Look," Rumba snorted: "He knows better than us."
Dr. Leko reacted and coughed gently: "I have to admit that our two countries are rivals..."
To everyone's surprise, at this moment, Tyres interrupted Lecco with a strange response.
"Correct!"
"At this point, I agree with you very much, Lord Leko," the prince of the stars quietly said: "For the future of Exeter will not be destroyed by the stars, you should be so, consistently point the finger at me. And the country behind me - even if it is against the covenant, even if it has your conscience."
"Your choice is correct." Thales is arrogant.
As soon as this statement came out, Ronnie’s grandfather frowned slightly, and the eyes of the Grand Duke of Lombard solidified in the air.
The big men are looking at each other, and their eyes are mixed with confusion and surprise. It seems that they are amazed at the words of Tyres.
Selma behind him was slightly surprised and pulled his sleeve.
Tyres ignored her, but looked straight at the only expressionless person on the field - the Lecco Grand Duke.
The eyes of the old man flashed a peaceful but complicated light, which was in stark contrast to the pure coldness of the eyes of Lombard.
"But have you thought about it?"
Tyres slowly adjusted his speech rate, smoothing his breath and heartbeat: "Have you thought about it?"
He knows that what is to be said next is the key.
"What you are doing now, the ultimate benefit is not your Exeter, Lord Leko," Tyres whispered, and slowly turned to Ronnie, Tluedida, and Aurelius. "Not yours, yours, or your Exeter, the four great men."
Leko Dagong blinked slightly.
Under the complex eyes of the four Grand Dukes, Taylor continued to speak:
"You are standing here, everything you compromise and fight, all for ‘his’ Exeter.

In the hall, the vicissitudes of the ruthless black sand giants suddenly expand their eyes!
He seems to die to Taylor!
As if to tear his whole body.
But Taylors is unaware.
Taylors took a step forward and looked indifferently at the Black Sands:
"It's the exclusive Exumor, who is his own."
Rumba slowly squeezed his fists and met Taylor's gaze, and his heart was filled with endless anger.
That boy.
The biggest accident!
"For his own Exeter," the prince of the stars looked calm and gently said: "Lombard has the most thorough understanding, he can sacrifice everything."
He turned his head sharply and looked at the four grand princes.
"For example, from the beginning, he was prepared to sacrifice those who had sworn with him..."
"But it has been kept in the dark..."
"Allies."
The eyes of the big men are all in one.
Boom!
The scabbard of the Grand Duke of Lombard was heavily on the ground!
At one time, it attracted many people's attention.
"I'm really fed up," Rumba's voice carries a faint anger: "Don't you feel ridiculous?"
"From now on, how many of us have been so stupidly standing here to watch him perform?"
Dagong’s eyes swept to the black sand.
Thales licked his lips - he knew that the attitude of the Grand Dukes would determine the direction of the battle.
"Don't forget the heavy responsibility we have and the still heavy future."
Rumba reminded the four grandfathers with warning and impatience: "Please remember that he is our enemy and that watching his performance may be the most terrible enemy."
The big men did not speak.
Tyres felt that because of the tension, Selma grabbed his hand and suddenly forced it.
Rumba looked at the big men who didn't say a word and nodded.
He turned his head: "Guards..."
Tyres is in a tight heart!
He looked at several big brothers and was anxious.
Fast.
Fast!
Just at this time.
"Chaman!"
A clear old turbid, in the sound of Tyres, like the sound of the sound of the sky, interrupted Lumba in time.
Grandpa Lecco touched his bare head, closed his eyes, and slowly spit out a breath.
"Chaman, Chaman, as a leader of the Northland, your courage, strategy and means are rare among my peers, I admire it," Leko said, "I think, even if it is a whisperer." 'Sorron III can't do better than you.'
Rumba did not speak, and his heart raised an ominous premonition.
The next moment, Lecco's grandfather opened the pair of scorpions that had become clear from the turbidity and looked at Tyres: "But why are you so afraid of him?"

Is it really just because he is standing behind the Star Kingdom, or is he talented?

Lombard a little.
"We are not blind, Chaman," the old man sighed:
"From the boy's appearance to the present, everything you said, no matter what position, is to prevent him from opening."
Lombard turned to the old man in an incredible way, and looked at other people.
But they all looked at Rumba coldly and didn't say a word.
At that moment, Tyres’s heart, which was nervous and jumped out of the chest, returned to its original position.
"Is this child really so terrible?" The words of Grand Duke Leko were very light, but enough to spread in the hall:
"Does he really only need a lightly floating sentence, can you kill all five of us, here?"
Taylors raised his eyebrows slightly.
In fact, Tyres took a deep breath and recalled the option that Ahidah gave him. He silently said in his heart:
You are really right.

Still,
said Leko’s grandfather, like an ordinary village elder, bent his lips and made an ugly smile on his wrinkled face, but his words were shocking:

He really will say something that will make us all interested?

Rumba sank his face.
He didn't feel more than now, the big men in front of him were so stupid.
"To listen to him, you can wait until later in the prison to interrogate enough," Black Sands responded coldly: "But we still have to do something that must be done, don't forget that Longyan City is still in a mess. Don't forget the Prime Minister of Brisbane..."
Grand Lecco interrupted him loudly: "The Prime Minister of Brisbane will understand!"
The old man has a serious and sharp look: "The problem is, Chaman, as an ally, why don't you understand our concerns?"
Rumba clenched his teeth, looked at the calm taylor, and looked at Lecco.
"What about you?" The black sand big man turned his head and looked at other people: "Will you go so crazy?"
The person who answered him was Orsius.
"For six hundred years, the Aurelius family has always reminded our children and grandchildren," said Willan, who was staring at Tells: "Don't look down on any comet, even if he falls, then Obedience, then weak."
Tyres reveals an innocent expression.
"So," Ole's remarks turned: "I would rather listen to him and hang him."
"I am very supportive of you, Chaman," Trudeda sighed behind Aurelius. "But compared with the singer, I think, this time we need a united opinion."
At that moment, Rumba clenched his sword and looked expressionless.
He turned his head and found that Ronnie was staring at him, showing a unsatisfactory smile to Rumba.
"Let's go on, boy," said Leko, who did not pay any attention to Rumba's reaction, and unquestionably set the theme for the next meeting: "especially the part that sacrificed allies."
Tyres smiled.
He knows that from this moment, the game has changed hands.
The balance is tilted again.
Gently afraid to hit Selma's back and comfort her, Tyres turned and nodded slightly toward Lecco.

First, we all need to understand a fact.

"The assassin that Chaman Rumba bought, Baan Knight Sariton, has been hiding on the cliff of the sky," Taylors took a deep breath, remembering the conversation he had overheard on the carriage. Opening a sentence:
"He plans to sneak into the Palace of the Spirit from there, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Whiteblade Guard to assassinate the King of Nuen in the palace."
Rumba closed his eyes.
In the first three seconds, the Grand Duke did not respond.
But soon, the four great men quickly looked at each other.
They exchanged suspicious eyes.
"Yes, in the original plan of Rumba."
"The King of Nuen will inexplicably die here, and die in this blockade of the Palace of the Spirit," Tyres's voice is steady, but full of dignity and sorrow:
"Dead to your four grand princes."
I modified the contents of the first volume today, but I haven't finished it yet, so the update is late.
From tomorrow, I want to resume the day!
I mean it!
By a serious face without a sword
Thank you for the 20,000 starting point of the nightmare!
Oh, don't pay attention, I don't want to nickname it has become the first lord!
Ok... then it’s time to honor the promise.
(End of this chapter)