The man in gray clothes took a few steps forward. Under the dim moonlight, the tattoos on his face were barely visible.

"Perhaps I should introduce myself as Midela Rolfe. You can also call me - 'Ghost of the Wind'."

Thales's heart tightened - another twelve strongest.

"By the way, sister bartender, was it you who killed Dorno and Spin?"

"Don't get me wrong, I actually hate those two scourges, but my lord has an order——"

Yara started accelerating without warning!

The next moment, Yara, who was silent, had already galloped in front of him.

The two knives at weird angles cut out at the same time and change direction at the same time.

Killing knife!

Thales shouted excitedly in his heart.

After watching Yara fight so many times and fight her way in and out of the crowd, it would be a lie to say that she didn't have any hope of becoming stronger or a desire for power in her heart.

But Rolf disappeared into thin air!

Cut the air with two swords.

It didn't work? Thales felt nervous.

Yara didn't stop at all, she turned sharply, and the wolf leg knife in her right hand rushed into the air!

"Ding!"

There was a crisp metal impact.

Rolf's figure reappeared on Yara's right side and took two sharp steps back.

"Hey, why are you like Lyock?" Rolf flicked the hidden sword on the back of his left hand and said helplessly: "Could it be that all the killers in your brotherhood can sense my location? Also, you

I don’t like to say—”

But before he finished speaking, a wolf-leg knife flew towards him!

Instant killing knife.

"Hoo ho ho!"

There was a strong wind around Rolf, and the wolf-leg knife in mid-air was blown away and flew unsteadily.

"when!"

Then he was knocked away by his sword.

But Yara's figure was in front of the Sui Feng Ghost in an instant, almost no slower than a flying knife!

Before he had time to react, the female bartender slashed her left arm across Rolf's chest!

Did it hit?

Thales was so excited that he was waiting for this "Instant Killing Knife" to be successful.

But he was disappointed to see that the gray clothes on Rolf's body were fluttering and flying upward against gravity at an incredible speed.

Dangerously missing this fatal blow!

But Thales felt that Rolf's dodge this time was a bit embarrassing, because his figure was actually vaguely visible, no longer as invisible as before.

Yara wanted to continue the attack, but her feet seemed to be tripped by something invisible, and she was unable to continue her continuous and unstoppable attack.

The power of wind? Thales lowered his head and silently recalled the knowledge from his previous life.

The female bartender stepped back silently, picked up another wolf-leg knife on the ground, and waited for the next opportunity.

"It's really dangerous. A bartender in a fraternity has such strength?"

Rolf gently wiped a scratch on his waist and abdomen, his expression unhappy.

The wound was deeper than expected, and the angle of the knife was weird—the speed and force of the strike were beyond prediction.

Is it a sword technique that can threaten even super masters?

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Yara adjusted her goggles, holding the knife, and squatted down on one knee.

"Hey, bartender," Rolf saw the other party preparing to attack, and suddenly said in a sinister voice:

"Before I came to Xingchen, I also traveled on the mainland for a while, and I once saw an assassination in the Principality of Sera."

"That was the most direct, risky, and most difficult assassination I have ever seen in my life."

"The assassin used two swords. He used force from the roof and galloped out. The attack was continuous and irresistible."

Rolf lowered his head, his feminine voice full of solemnity and solemnity:

"So, 'Locust Blade' Ba'annette Sariton."

"Who is yours?"

Yara didn't reply, but Thales instinctively felt something was wrong.

Baanette Sariton?

The next moment, the graceful figure of the female bartender had galloped out and was in front of Rolf's eyes!

Thales had an illusion that the silent female bartender's mood changed after hearing that name!

The female bartender, who had been silent for a long time, roared like crazy: "Stranger!"

Yara Sariton took action with anger!

Until now, Thales has seen Yala take action many times, and it has always been quiet, low-key, direct and fatal.

But this time it's different.

This time, Thales heard like never before, Yara's sword exploded and roared like thunder!

"boom!"

Rolf's expression changed dramatically.

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"Keng!"

The two swords clashed together like thunder!

Both figures erupted with shimmering energy, one star-blue and the other reddish.

The promising aristocratic police officer, Cohen Karabiyan, was gritting his teeth with difficulty, feeling the power coming from the enemy's sword. The opponent was no weaker than him, at least a super-level swordsman - he hadn't encountered him in a long time.

Such an opponent?

Ever since you left the battlefield fighting the orcs?

Or was it that time when you challenged Miranda yourself?

The two forces were intertwined, but Cohen knew that he was already slightly behind.

The star-blue power began to flicker on his silver-white sword, and Cohen knew that if he continued like this, he would be the loser sooner or later.

Then his body suddenly shook, causing vibrations that staggered the two people who were fighting swords.

The two figures suddenly separated and took a few steps forward using inertia.

It took Cohen six steps to stabilize his body.

His enemy, on the other hand, used two steps to grasp his balance.

Cohen looked solemn and began to feel that it was necessary to rethink Director Luobik's words.

Then he turned around, looked at the difficult enemy in front of him, and asked aloud: "What you are using is one of the sword styles of the Tower of the End."

The other party didn't reply.

"You are also a swordsman of the end. You have trained in the Tower of the End. You can obviously have a better place."

"But why are you willing to succumb to the Blood Bottle Gang, be a gangster, do evil, and bully the weak?"

"The Heart of the Sword granted to you by the Tower of Termination, is it the realization that you are a lackey, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!"

His enemy slowly turned around. He was equipped with a black half-armor on his left shoulder and a red bandage on his right arm. Under the red and black clothing, powerful muscle lines were vaguely visible.

This is a man with fair complexion, but it does not make people feel elegant or delicate, because the look projected in those eyes is really full of murderous intent at this moment.

The swordsman in red and black clothes silently looked at the security officer from head to toe.

Was it this green-skinned mouse that got through the trap?

This green skin, this stance and starting hand - is he someone who came from the Tower of the End and has experienced in the army?

Just listen to this red and black swordsman, turning the cyan long sword with only one side guard in his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"Hey, Qingpi."

"When did the Police Department dare to take care of the Blood Bottle Gang's affairs?"
To be continued...