"boom!!"

A thunder sounded, and the old man and Yi Ming couldn't help but look at the place where the sound was emitted. Then both of them quickly retracted their minds before the other party noticed. No one could sneak attack the other party, and no one created any gaps or flaws. This spiritual battle between the two of them was in peace again. It was obvious just now that if any person had a little slower speed, the other party might take action, but in the end, neither of them could wait for this opportunity.

"Are you not worried at all? Little devil?"

The old man coughed, and the light of the long sword in his hand became greener.

"After all, that lady is a girl. Do you really think she can beat a swordsman like Gularo? He is not an ordinary warrior, but a strong swordsman. The moments of life and death he has experienced and experience are much richer than those of you, the young ghosts. Now, maybe that lady has been defeated..."

Speaking of this, the old man was slightly shocked. Under the moonlight, he clearly saw a standard, without any concealment of ridicule on Yi Ming's face.

"What a joke? Mayalie will be defeated? Even if the man is a swordsman... There is not even a millionth of this possibility. I advise you to care more about yourself. Are you not ready to retreat? Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I've been chasing a lot here, and you are still unwilling to escape, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

What's going on?

The moment the old man was concentrating, he was surprised to find that the two swords that had originally drooped their hands disappeared, and replaced by a huge black sickle. What was this... what forms did his magic weapon have?! Even the old man was a little panicked at this time. He then realized that he had thought the young man in front of him too simply. Originally, he thought that at this age, even if Yi Ming's strength was not weak, he had age as a backing compared to his survival combat experience and psychological quality in battle, not to mention who he was? He was one of the ten great swordsmen of the Federal Swordsmanship Group, such a little ghost... But now looking at Yi Ming's eyes that were not even shaken at all, the old man knew that he had guessed wrong.

"I want to compare experience, right?"

Yi Ming bent down slowly, and the giant scythe in his hand waved back as lightly as nothing, seemingly unintentionally blocking Alinoa who was still fainting on the ground, becoming her shield. This young man must have not intentionally done it! How could he guess that he would use the sneak attack on this girl to disrupt his offensive steps? Moreover, his position was very narrow, and such a large sickle could not be used at all!!

"Then, I will let you see clearly the experience of those who have been enemies of the whole world and have fought for six years until now!"

The black shadow roar.

Yi Ming's voice swept through in an instant with the shrill sound of wind. The huge sickle drew a perfect semicircle in the air and stabbed the old man's chest. The old man also shouted angrily. The sword in his hand radiated strange light in an instant, and then a cold cold air came to his face. At the same time, even the air was trembling. The air that was originally invisible and intangible seemed to have a shape at this moment. In a blink of an eye, a green shield formed to block the old man's side. At this moment, the giant sickle had already arrived and bombarded heavily on the green shield wall. The old man's body couldn't help but swayed, but he waved the long sword upwards and hit the middle part of the giant sickle the moment the giant sickle broke through his defense. With his years of experience and strength, he resisted the terrible attack that should have been rampant.

"The first experience."

Yi obviously had no intention of stopping.

"When facing the enemy, no matter how old, weak, sick and disabled, don't stop and talk nonsense when pursuing victory. It's better to use it as a prayer after death."

The black sickle turned around, and at the same time, the long-handled part was under Yi Ming's light and free control, like a spear, following the uncertain trajectory of sucking and spitting into the old man's forehead. This shocked the old man, because it did not conform to the law of wielding such a large weapon. But at this moment he didn't have time to think too much. The green sword of light flew out again, and a strong sword energy broke out at the end of the long-handled. Yi Ming's figure shook, while the old man's body retreated back.

"Experience 2."

However, the attack was obviously not over yet, but the old man seemed to have heard the grim smile of the god of death in hell.

"Don't put the bottom of the box to the end, because it's very likely that it will be too late."

The black shadow suddenly split and merged, like a huge sharp claw. Then it was quickly retracted.

Yi Ming held a sickle and stared at the corpse in front of him with a cold smile. At this moment, six or seven deep scratches appeared at the door frame beside him. The old man fell to the ground, with his eyes wide open, holding the green long sword tightly in his hand. Indeed, he had just blocked Yi Ming's attack. But just when Yi Ming launched the second action of the attack, he had activated the special ability of the giant scythe "parallel overlap". So when facing the five giant scythe attacks that appeared almost at the same time from different attack tracks, even he could not resist the surging and turbulent attack. Unless he had five hands, Yi Ming's moment was simply unstoppable.

"Now, I can pray for you, hoping that you can live happily in that world."

Looking at the corpse that was almost invisible in front of him, Yi Ming bowed slightly. But at this moment, the long sword in the old man's hand suddenly began to ring.

"Um?"

Yi Ming frowned slightly, then quickly took two steps back and looked at the sword carefully. Only then did he see clearly that the sword's sword was actually inlaid with a green crystal silk thread, and something seemed to be hovering around the sword, looming. It seemed like a human face...? Before Yi Ming could react, the long sword had slowly floated in the air. At this moment, the old man's unhuman-shaped body that was cut off began to tremble slowly... Could he be resurrected?

Yi Ming turned the sickle and considered whether he wanted to cut off his head like he would kill the vampire, but what happened next was beyond his expectations: the sword was actually suspended on the old man's body, and then a stream of green air was sucked out of the old man's body and entered the long sword. Since the sword did not show any harm at the moment, Yi Ming was happy to watch the wall. Of course, he was also ready to escape at any time. Who knows whether this thing would explode at any time like a bomb that lost control?

But in the end nothing appeared. After absorbing the green light, the sword returned to its original state, and then a "ding" sound fell on the ground without any movement. The old man's body turned like a sacrificial skin that had been drained. It was a tragic scene that could be described by the four words "terrible". At this moment, Elinoa's moan came through behind Yi Ming.

"Are I... the enemy?!!"

As a magician, her reaction was already very fast. Almost in an instant, Elinoa jumped up, drew her sword, and stared at her vigilantly. The next step was to sort out her chaotic thoughts and a little dizzy headache.

"You're awake?"

Yi Ming turned slightly and disappeared the black scythe in his hand at the same time. It was obvious that Elinoa had not yet fully recovered from her senses. She had not noticed the weapon in Yi Ming's hand at all. After hearing his voice, Elinoa breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Yiming, I am..."

"Just being knocked out."

"Are there any enemies coming?"

"I have already killed it, don't worry."

Yi Ming tilted his head slightly and gestured to the other side, then stretched.

"Where are Miss Marian and the others?!"

Listening to his current tone, Elinoa finally returned to her sober look.

"You don't have to worry too much with Meyalie."

Yiming said, looking up and down at Elinoa.

“………I heard that you are from the army?”

“…Yes, is there any problem with this?”

While answering Yi Ming's question, Elinoa quickly checked her body and breathed a sigh of relief after finding nothing unusual.

"It's nothing, I just want to give you a warning. Your reaction speed just now is too fast, too fast... it's not a good thing."

“…………………Yes, I get it.”

After just a little stunned, Elinoa understood what Yiming wanted to say. In the army, you must always be vigilant, and you must wake up quickly to prepare for the battle even when you are sleeping. However, the situation just now was not the same. Elinoa was knocked out, that is, if Yiming did not kill the old man just now, then she would jump up like this, which would give the other party a chance to take advantage of it. Taking different corresponding methods according to the situation is the right choice, rather than acting according to instinctive reflexive training. It is obvious that Elinoa has not really participated in several battles. Judging from her actions, she will definitely shine in military training... As for what will happen in real battles, it is hard to say.

"Although Meyale was attacked, I believe there is no problem. As for this one……”

Yiming pointed to the pile of "missible things" on the ground, not knowing what to say. Alinoa walked over curiously, and immediately screamed in surprise after taking a look.

"Is this......... Lord Sufacles, one of the top ten swordsmen in the Federation?"

"What?"

Yi Ming was also surprised, but it was not because of this inexplicable name I had never heard of.

"Can you still tell who he is if he is so bad?"

"No, this..."

Faced with Yi Ming's teasing rhetoric, Elinoa twitched strangely, and then she forced herself to explain to Yi Ming.

"I saw this magic sword of the 'Soul Call', and then I confirmed his identity. Because he is the only one who uses this magic sword, I......"

"That's how it is."

Yi Ming shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened. No matter whether he was a nobleman, a swordsman or a famous figure, he was just a pile of carbohydrates after he died. And he could no longer feel people's love, longing, grief and fear for him. So Yi Ming didn't have any special feeling, but Elinoa was different. She tried to observe the scars of the corpse calmly, and was trembling at the terrible attack. From the corpse that was barely still in human form, Elinoa saw four or five deep cracks, appearing in different places, each of which was deep and flesh. It can even be said that as long as he was hit such a blow, there was no possibility of living anymore. But why did so many wounds appear? What weapon did Yi Ming use... The other party is the best warrior in the most powerful swordsman group in the Federation! And looking at Yi Ming's appearance, he didn't even scratch his skin.
Chapter completed!