Chapter 38

　　All was quiet.

　　The thieves looked at each other, all of us were stuck in place, not knowing what to do next.

　　Behind the crowd, the Gray Eagle and the Leopard beside him looked at each other tacitly. In the deep night, they saw each other's faces.

　　Their expressions were very solemn.

　　Gray Eagle took a deep breath and opened his mouth to shout something, but was blinded by the wind.

　　The leopard moved!

　　The sand was swirling under his feet, and his body shot out and leaped high! The knife light drew a long strip of light in the bonfire! The blade rolled up the wind and fell from the sky towards Allen!

　　'Perception.'

　　Alan looked up and chuckled. The forest instantly became quiet. The thieves around him had just shown surprised expressions on their faces when the thin body of the leopard suddenly appeared in the air, slashing down with a knife in both hands like a tiger out of a cage!

　　The blade light danced in Alan's constricted pupils.

　　"Northern God Style Counter-Slash Style 1 - Avalanche Fall."

　　"In the practical combat style, the swift slashing starts with the upper part, and all the fighting spirit is concentrated on the blade, forming a range explosion."

　　"The way you hold the knife with your wrist is changing. Is it because you haven't mastered the skill well enough? Or is it a feint?"

　　As Allen's mind flashed, the wind pressure brought by the leopard had already collided violently with his body! However, just as his blade was about to chop Allen's neck, Allen's blade was already hanging in front of his face.

　　It happened to be stuck at the landing point of the leopard blade.

　　At this moment, a sharp light flashed in the leopard's feminine eyes!

　　With a loud bang, the leopard's knife was shaken away by Allen!

　　However, the attacker no longer held the knife! The moment the weapons met, the spotted leopard actually dropped the blade in his hand! His body turned in the air and missed the tip of Allen's knife by a hair's breadth, and he landed on all fours and violently smashed into Allen's side!

　　Amid the crumbling gravel, the leopard dived to Alan's waist!

　　At the same time, the dagger flashing with cold light was sent to Allen's ribs.

　　But before he could stab Allen, the leopard's face changed, he dropped the knife for the second time, rolled over and leaned back, supporting himself with his hands like a juggler, and left Allen's sight.

　　The next second! A sharp hissing sound exploded between the two of them!

　　The dagger in the air had been broken into pieces and nailed to the ground by Alan's backhand. He slowly pulled out the tip of the dagger from the broken pieces and tilted his head to look at the leopard behind him.

　　The leopard had moved away to a safe distance and casually grabbed a knife from his accomplice beside him. He looked quite embarrassed, but there was a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth.

　　".I thought you had improved your rumored self-created secret technique, so I tried it out. It turns out that you deliberately interrupted the flow secret technique, then changed the knife holder and stabbed my wrist with the sword god's flow wrist drop. But it doesn't seem fast enough."

　　Alan smiled nonchalantly.

　　"Avalanche fall, commonplace. The four-legged shape is interesting. But it's also true that how can someone who focuses all his energy on the Qiba School appreciate the essence of the practical school? I think it would be a better choice for you to continue to delve deeper into the dog paddle."

　　The leopard's smile faded, and a hint of resentment flashed in his feminine eyes.

　　"You don't match the taciturn image in the rumors. You are really talkative."

　　Alan blinked.

　　"Same here."

　　As the leopard spoke, the solemn look on his face had mostly disappeared, and he deliberately raised his voice.

　　"You can use the Interruption Flow Secret Art to launch a counterattack against me alone, but if everyone attacks you together, do you still dare to use the Interruption Flow Secret Art to launch a counterattack?"

　　Without even waiting for Alan to respond, the leopard shouted loudly.

　　"You all saw my test just now, right? This kid is good at defending with the Water God Style, but his counterattack is not fast enough, and he doesn't know the Silent Sword! As long as the attack is intensive enough, he can only sit and wait for death! After getting a thousand gold coins, we can go to Liget and have fun!"

　　The majority of the thieves present were from the Beishen School and the Jianshen School. After the confrontation just now when the leopard flew over, they also saw Alan's problem.

　　This guy really seemed to be waiting for someone to come to him, and his constant taunting seemed like a tactical inducement.

　　Once this thought came up, I could never calm it down.

　　Under the strong temptation of one thousand gold coins, they subconsciously excused their previous failure in their hearts, so as to provide themselves with a "reason" to continue rushing forward.

　　For example, the Silent Sword of the Sword God-style thief just now was indeed "barely adequate". There would definitely be a few more people dying along the way, but among those people who died, they would definitely not be unlucky enough to be me.

　　As long as you are careful, won't the thousand gold coins be easily obtainable?

　　They feel like they are doing it again.

　　While everyone was gearing up for battle, the leopard frowned imperceptibly and retreated quietly, protecting everyone in front of him, and exchanged glances silently with the gray eagle not far away.

　　Alan's eyes were fixed on the leopard's actions with amusement. He said nothing and was happy to see the scene.

　　If it were before, to deal with so many people in one night, to be honest, it really couldn't be done by head-on. The most I could do was to use guerrilla warfare with my strong fighting spirit to kill these bandit groups one by one in the forest.

　　Just like the ambush by the Red Dragon's Jaws.

　　But this forest is not too far from the town, and some people might escape back. It would be troublesome if their whereabouts were exposed.

　　But this time is different from the past

　　Some things have changed dramatically in the past few months.

　　For example, the improvement of swordsmanship.

　　For example, the healing magic pattern.

　　For example.

　　A self-created secret that has been 'advanced'.

　　To those who don't like watching battles:

　　The revenge line ends tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow a new character who can have a harem will make her debut (female).

Chapter 56 Water Strikes Rock, Sound Pierces Flames, the Water Saint's Appearance [4k]

　　The blades flickered in the firelight as more than thirty thieves turned and pounced on Allen. The latter crouched down, his pupils quickly looking around in his eye sockets. Roars, scolding, the hissing sound of blades passing through the air, and the rustling sound of leaves blown by the north wind all came into his ears.

　　The shadows were vague, disrupting the light and shadow in Alan's vision.

　　But he still heard it, mixed in with many discordant sounds.

　　The murderous intent and the subtle chanting of magic are still tangible.

　　At this moment, Alan looked over the crowd at the leopard in the distance. The other party was also looking back at him. In the distance, a thick flame was rising, stirring the night.

　　"I see. This is a completely unique response from the Qiba Sect. Just now, they noticed that there was something wrong with my Rock Secret, and then they first tested it themselves to dispel their fears, and then used words to induce them to attack me together."

　　'Then I treated them all as abandoned pawns, using their bodies as obstacles. Based on the information that I don't know the Sword God Style, I instantly constructed a battle plan to make time for the real killing move. This magic fluctuation, is it a high-level magician, or a saint level?'

　　'It's a good idea, but it's a pity.'

　　'The healing spell pattern is activated. Time: ten seconds.'

　　The tree pattern on the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit burst into a brilliant green light! Fighting spirit and magic power rushed towards Allen's limbs and bones in an instant!

　　At the same time! The crowd crushed Alan like a flood, drowning him!

　　Alan's smile spread in the night, his mutterings were lighter than the wind and were shattered in the air by the dense sounds of swords swinging.

　　"The Water God Flow and the North God Flow collide, the Rock Secret and the Twenty Cuts merge. Create your own secret and advance."

　　"The rock hits the water."

　　Alan's eyes widened, and the shadow of the sword disappeared into the darkness and quickly shuttled through the crowd. The ultimate flow secret technique deflected more than a dozen attacking blades one by one. In the intervals between movements, he used his fighting spirit to squeeze his physical strength to the extreme to make twenty cuts!

　　The knife light flashed in the crowd!

　　At the front, more than a dozen figures whose swords were swept away seemed to stop for a moment, and the next second, their bodies suddenly collapsed in front of Alan!

　　Broken arms! Broken legs! Torso!

　　Internal organs! Bones! Head!

　　Body parts fell like rain, blood seemed to be substantial, and human figures all shrank down like cut wheat.

　　Alan's vision suddenly went blank, and he stared at the raging flames rising in the air not far away with a grin through the rain of blood.

　　Under the flickering fire was Grey Eagle's raised wand and the ending note of his angry chant coming out of his mouth!

　　"Hellfire Bomb! Die! Monster!"

　　When the visually oppressive magic was performed, the two looked at each other.

　　There was not much excitement about the strategic success in Gray Eagle's eyes, only deep fear and horror.

　　"Half of these people died in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the magic chanting has been completed. The leopard's judgment is correct. Although the sacrifice is tragic, it is enough that we are still alive."

　　Before he could finish his words, the scorching night wind blew on his bald head.

　　A bloodstain spread from the top of his head and extended down from his pupil.

　　In his stunned eyes, he saw Alan's figure with smoke rolling around him.

　　So close.

　　Shock and confusion just appeared in Gray Eagle's eyes. He stared blankly at the distorted air around the blade in Allen's hand.

　　The next moment, his face melted like cheese cut by hot oil.

　　It was exactly the same as the two Hellfire Bombs that flew away from behind Allen.

　　Amid screams and wails, the Hellfire Bomb split into two and exploded among the crowd of thieves behind Alan!

　　The violent explosion rolled up a scorching wind pressure and rushed behind Alan! The sticky blood on his swordsman's uniform was roasted and coagulated in just one breath.

　　Alan threw aside the hot blade that he had picked up to cut through the fire bombs. As for his own blade, it had been damaged in the first round of the Rock Secret.

　　The skin burned by the flaming fangs healed rapidly in the flames of the explosion. He reached out and patted his clothes, and pieces of blood scabs fell off his body. Alan bent down and picked up the disguised knife at the other's waist.

　　"After all this time, the most threatening person in the camp is the least noticeable one... Unfortunately, the chanting is still too slow, and the killing intent is too obvious in the perception. Next words."

　　He turned his head to look at the edge of the forest, and the rapidly retreating figure of the leopard was extremely clear in his pupils.

　　Alan smiled and stepped forward with his right leg.

　　"I see."

　　The next moment.

　　The leopard's head fell off.

　　A column of blood shot up into the air, and his torso slumped to the ground, with two unfired smoke bombs in his hands rolling to the side, but his head was still tumbling in the air.

　　The leopard looked dazed.

　　From the moment the Hellfire Bomb was cut open, his heart was in turmoil.

　　The death of Gray Eagle that followed immediately after was a sign that his most skilled tactical planning was crushed into pieces by Allen in a hopeless and devastating manner.

　　Re-plan tactics? You must be kidding! Is there anyone else available in this camp?

　　1v1? In a 1v1 match between the Sword God Style and the Water God Style, the latter is stronger! And Allen not only has a perfect self-created secret skill of parrying, but also has the Silent Sword.

　　monster.

　　You can't defeat him by force. After you escape, you can make long-term plans.

　　His fear overshadowed his fighting spirit, and without thinking, he pulled out the smoke bomb that the Qiba Sect behind him often used to escape.

　　Then, he died.

　　He didn't even have time to swing the Silent Sword.

　　The Sword God style's killing moves are often so simple and unpretentious.

　　The next second, the divine light in the leopard's eyes went out.

　　His torso and head fell to the ground as Alan watched.

　　The blade pierced through the air and pierced the ground, the tip of the knife slowly drew a shallow groove between the leopard's head and broken neck, "dividing" the opponent's body.

　　Amid the crunching sound of dirt, a harmless, slightly childish voice announced the end of the hunt.

　　"I cut it off."

　　…

　　[The skills of Beishenliu and Shuishenliu are combined and advanced. Beishenliu's level increases, Shuishenliu's level increases.]

　　[Northern God Style—Advanced.]

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