Vol 6 Chapter 123

Including this matter right now, he actually didn't want to participate in the battle between Yufeng and the ghost car, but now the strange stranger is holding his life in the wilderness of Rosalin, and those people seem to be pinpointed With this in mind, wouldn't the Rosalings have to wait on this side of the Luan Strait if he disagreed?

And back to the Swift Plain. ＋

That's how many years of effort the Rosalings have.

The fat on his face couldn't help shaking, he knew to himself that he was not a person capable of doing great things, and he was not even as wise as his father, but in some cases it seemed like he was holding a knife on the road. He had to make such a choice.

Forget it, one step at a time.

After the helpless anger in his heart, Lord Rosalin's lord was a little discouraged. He looked up and saw a familiar face.

Huh?

Isn't this the young man just now?

He hesitated for a moment, then screamed as if he had seen a ghost, and scared a head of onion from the horse's back, and fell unconscious on the spot.

Lord Lord's knights immediately opened the pot, and hurriedly yelled at Lian Fudai to pull the fatter outrageous guy up from the ground.

Brando stood in front of these people, looking at the messy scene a little silently, thinking he was so terrible?

He shook his head and turned back.

Boban, standing next to him with his **** right arm in his hand, also gave him a look of helplessness. His lord Lord was an ordinary person after all, after all, the Rosaling family had been so calm for so long. It is understandable that people who have not seen this series.

"Mr. Boban," Brando ignored the noisy knights, and calmly asked, "Is that true?"

The captain of the guard smiled bitterly: "Master, you probably don't understand the prestige of Lord Darus in the coalition at that time. You said before that you once made a storm in the empire. In fact, if you take the official route, it may be There must be many people in the Empire who are willing to help you. "

"Vice Marshal, don't call me that, it makes me uncomfortable."

The middle-aged man smiled: "I'm no longer the Deputy Marshal of the Allied Forces, not to mention that I'm not an empire anymore. After I placed the Grand Duke in my eldest son, I've been with the Empire and the Temple of Fire again There is nothing to worry about. I am only a follower of Lord Darus. In the past, and now, as his heir, you deserve this title. "

"... Moreover, your strength deserves my recognition."

Brando smiled bitterly. He never dreamed that this man would be like this.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the other party had called him out at the last minute. His sword was about to be dead. But what he never expected was that he would make a deputy marshal of the Temple Alliance of the Holy War that year, in Rosalin, tens of thousands of miles away from Vond.

In the jihad of half a century ago, of course, the coalition of the Temple of Fire had only one commander, that is, Darus, his grandfather. In addition to this, the highest status person in the coalition should exist as Darus's right hand. Constance of the Empire's Silver Princess.

But the coalition forces consisted of as many as dozens of large and small duchyes and kingdoms, including links between different armies. Of course, it is impossible for these two people to support the entire command system.

For the army of this era, the Yan Temple also used a relatively backward system to ensure that the overall command of the army and communication with each other were not problematic. That is to choose from among the members of the royal family in the kingdom and the Principality or the most powerful family members a person with outstanding strength and prestige to serve as the secondary commander of these army.

Although this command system is backward and inefficient, it is surprisingly effective in ensuring communication between the army. After all, under the rule of the Temple of Fire, most of the nobles in the kingdom have a good relationship with each other, and Most of them have private contacts.

Plus their own prestige in their own country. It can also subdue the internal voices and dissatisfaction of the army in their own country.

In this way, even if the command system is chaotic and complicated, in contrast, Saint Osor and Faenza are not so good. When everyone is slow, the big deal is to sit down and fight each other. Already. Anyway, nobles didn't care how many people died.

However, not all of these honorary commanders are named. In fact, in the vast land under the temple of Yan Zhi, no matter in which era, the geniuses have always emerged, and the strong are prosperous. But outside the Cruz Empire, there are also shining stars. His grandfather Dalus is not a special case, not to mention that even inside Eruin, there is a strange number such as Turaman.

The Eruin Kingdom is never special in Vaund. Although it is the most dazzling pearl on the crown of the Temple of Fire, under the Cruz system, there are also many great and small principalities and kingdoms.

These eminent generations in the Principality and Kingdom, including members of the royal family and the Grand Duke in charge of a country, elected a total of more than ten vice marshals.

Boban is one of them.

In fact, Brando is no stranger to his original identity and name.

Because the other party was actually the grandfather of the nun Princess Magdale, the father of the principality of the Duchy of Antobro, the previous old duke and one of the most famous deputy marshals of the Alliance of the Temple of Fire.

White Wolf Sword, St. Blanc, the third master of Cruz.

After hearing the identity of the other side, Brando couldn't bear a cold sweat. Fortunately, the other side left Warn with frustration because his grandfather was convicted for no reason, and he was injured in the jihad. For the sake of the decline, if the other party is still at its peak.

I really can't always please him in the other's hands.

His current strength is beyond the ordinary extreme peaks. I do n’t know how much, but based on his own understanding of the laws of the sage field, if it is a single swordsmanship, the flash sword that the other party came up might not let him eat. Go for a walk.

Obviously, this old and spicy old swordsman also saw this. He first deceived himself with a mirror to stop the law subconsciously, and then forced him with a flash sword to fight only with sword skills.

If it weren't for the fact that your own heritage is also strong enough, and the opponent's strength is not at its peak, the result of that battle just now is really hard to say.

Fortunately, everything has now been concluded.

Think of it here. Brando suddenly felt something vaguely. He looked back at the glance that fell on his face, but saw the little girl called Phoenix Fire looking at himself with certainty.

The black eyes were full of worship.

He froze slightly, as if seeing the previous battle between him and Blanc from the other's eyes.

That was the decisive battle between the two swordsmanship--

That may be a situation that can only be seen a thousand years ago, but at this moment, it repeats itself in this land so far away from Warnd.

When Boban's Striker came out.

There was only a moment left for him to react.

His choice was to step back.

But it's not just going backwards--

He took a step backward. But left a phantom in the place, the phantom was blurred, but the body was exactly the same as him.

It has five fingers, and a long sword flowing with Jin Yan appears in its hand as if it were a blazing flame. It pulls the sword across a ring in midair.

Intersect with the sword in Boban's hand.

This is the second sword.

Brando seemed to be unable to resist and began to back again and again.

When Huang Huo saw this scene, she couldn't help but blurt out, but immediately she covered her mouth with a little blush and realized that she was in a state of dysfunction. The stereotyped education of the Jiufeng Royal Family made Huanghuo ashamed of her rudeness. This should not be a proper performance of a descendant of Yufeng.

It's just ... It's just that this sword is so wonderful.

She was not talking about Brando's sword, but Boban's sword.

Boban's flashing sword was like a menacing wave, as if he had found a breakthrough from Brando's concession. Each of his swords was flat and vertical, simple and straightforward, but did not give his opponent any breathing space. .

That is the burning fire of revenge, wildly unreasonable.

But for Brando's sword, Phoenix fire frowned. She couldn't be better than Kendo, but that didn't mean she had a poor understanding of swordplay. On the contrary, her insights and talents have long given her understanding of this matchup over most people present.

Even Instaron and Tagus were present--

Seriously, Phoenix was a little disappointed with Brando's swordplay. Although quite satisfactory, it also barely blocked Boban's world-famous swordsmanship, but that's all. If you think about it this way. She could see that Brando could not win.

She clenched the sword in her hand, and she was silently ready to take her shot. Although this kind of battle was not something she could intervene in, the way of Yufeng did not leave her allies to escape.

But it was this time.

A dazzling green light came into her eyes.

That was Brando's second sword.

This sword conquered everyone present.

Above the blue sword body, the blue sea is reflected. The azure sky, the dream of Fias and Malocha, and the lifelong wish of Miss Tata.

Azure is like a dream, Haitian is on the front line.

Holding the Phantom of Frost Singer Xin Na, and the Phantom of the Flame Blade, one left and one right, launched a confrontation against Boban. Two holy swords with completely opposite attributes, intertwined with fire and ice, one blue and one red. , Like two jumping parallel lines.

Appeared in the sight of everyone.

The two swords are intertwined, so beautiful as a fantasy—

Boban's face changed.

Few people know that there was once a swordplay in the world that was on an equal footing with the flash sword.

Its name, and its founder, all died on this world.

St. Osor, nine winds after the wind.

At this moment, Brando also laughed.

Because he found himself finding a way to use these seven holy swords—

"Master, after the wind, thank you ..."

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