Chapter 337
In the early spring night, there is still a faint chill of late winter. The cold wind ripples in the withered plains under the moonlight. The broken flags are lonely and lonely and fluttering with the sorrow on the battlefield. Blood penetrates into the earth and has long been dry and black. Stiff corpses that have lost their vitality fall in every corner in a row.;
The air was still wandering with a strong smell of blood, swords and swords, drums and horns sing, fighting and shouting, familiar and cruel scenes were flying in front of me, and vivid faces fell down in groans of pain. Glory and faith, rights and ** intertwined with sad death.
Many years later, no one will remember that the plain covered with flowers and grass once buried countless unknown people who died in battle. Only their children, husbands and fathers only retain endless longing and pain.
The moonlight reflected two slanted black shadows that were storming and lightning. There was no overlap in the pursuits before and after. Occasionally, the sword light shone out and the bright wind blades blew up and bursts of grass dust to blind the sky. The black shadows that disappeared in the hazy smoke appeared again, but the distance between them was getting closer and closer.
Alonsos may have never experienced such a ridiculous battle. When he took out his spare long sword and intended to quickly fight the young swordsman in front of him, who would have thought that the other party would turn around and run without saying a word!
That's right! Xia Lan ran away! He actually ran away desperately in the battle!
Alonsos began to pursue the other party naturally. Due to the violent consumption of belief sacrifice, his speed was no longer as fast as lightning. Although the distance between the two continued to be closer as time passed, his strength was also slowly decreasing.
There is no doubt that the young swordsman intends to rely on delaying time to weaken his strength, thereby reducing the gap in absolute strength between the two sides.
Alonsos had thought of giving up the other side and pointing his finger at Alvat and Pandillia, who led the army to evacuate behind the battlefield. However, the young swordsman seemed to have understood his thoughts. When his speed was hesitant and slowed down, the young swordsman also slowed down, as if seducing his murderous intention to move!
After he completely realized that it was impossible to catch up with the other party for a short time and turned around to attack Alvat's evacuation, the young swordsman stopped running away, but chased his figure and continued to launch harassment attacks. The sword energy that flew in succession hindered Alonsos' pace to a great extent. When he could not bear the anger against the other party, the young swordsman turned around and ran away like a slippery loach. After several consecutive situations, Alonsos, who was completely angry, finally fell into the young swordsman's plan, and pursued Xia Lan regardless of the idea of not giving up.
The long running and the release of sword energy attack and harassment made Xia Lan's physical strength gradually fall into a dilemma. Coupled with the injuries he had suffered before, he felt a raging fire in his chest that was constantly burning violently. The intense pain made his face extremely pale. He felt that Alonsos's breath became closer and closer. He knew that he might not be able to escape.
Finally, he stopped running in a bare brown forest and leaned against a thick tree. He held the wind tightly in his hand and quietly waited for Alonsos' arrival.
His breath stopped?!Have you finally exhausted your energy?
Not long after, Alonsos, with a cold face, saw Xia Lan in the brown forest.
At this moment, he was so embarrassed, his bloodless lips opened and closed, and his deep eyes seemed to have lost all their spirits and stared at his figure dullly. The inscription sword in his hand no longer shone with green light, like an ordinary iron sword hanging down.
Alonsos raised his sword and rushed towards the other party without any hesitation!
The threat of death will squeeze everyone's potential limits for survival. The instinct of fighting makes his body react by itself. He tried his best to get the whole person was knocked out of the thick tree trunk more than ten meters away.
Blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he had a brief dizziness and tinnitus. In his perception, Alonsos had come to him at some point.
"Young man! It's over!"
Alonsos pointed at Xia Lan on the ground with the tip of his sword. After the words came, the sword tip brought out a dazzling blood flower.
Um?
Alonsos raised his brows, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Xia Lan, who was half kneeling on the ground with his chest covering his body. Perhaps it was hard to imagine that he could still avoid his deadly sword while exhausted.
"Alonsos, it seems that your strength has fallen from the peak of your superiority."
Xia Lan supported her body with a sword, with thick blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. He covered his chest and stared at Alonso's eyes and suddenly spoke.
"That's right! Your purpose of procrastination has been successful, but unfortunately you no longer have the ability to defeat me." Alonsos said coldly. "In my eyes, what is the difference between a soldier who has exhausted energy in his body and a waste!"
"Is that true?" Xia Lan pulled the corner of her mouth and showed a strange smile.
"What? Do you think you still have a chance to turn defeat into victory now?" Alonsos frowned and snorted coldly.
Xia Lan stood up from the ground tremblingly. He did not answer Alonsos's question, but looked quietly at the set of numbers that were constantly jumping in his eyes.
121/360,115/360,107/360…
Until the life number drops by 100, the system shows the words "Sword Technique" that is intimately opened.
Alonsos suddenly discovered that the momentum of the young swordsman opposite him changed suddenly. In his perception, he was still a useless person with exhausted energy, but his intuition told him that the enemy in front of him was very dangerous now.
Late changes!
After this sentence flashed through his mind, Alonsos immediately swung his sword and slashed towards Xia Lan. Even though his strength and speed were no longer at its peak, the ruthless and tricky moves were still scary.
When the sword edge was about to fall on Xia Lan, Alonsos had already imagined several sets of swords that could kill him after blocking or dodging, but unexpected things happened!
Xia Lan neither dodged nor defended, so he actually set out his sword to face Alonsos.
The speed of that sword was not fast, and it was as slow as a snail in the eyes of people at Alonso's realm, but this slow sword forced him to draw his sword and retreat because he knew that the opponent's sword would definitely pierce his heart before he slashed at the opponent's head!
Weird sword technique!
It seemed as if he had foresightedly foresaw the angle of his attack and dodged in advance, and even launched an attack that was one step ahead of others in this gap.
Alonsos looked at him with a serious expression and said, "Is this your trump card?"
Chapter completed!