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The five scimitars that followed Yin Yin's whole heart dance seemed to cut through the air and flew towards Sebastian.

However, Sebastian ignored the knives and straightened his back to stand there. With a candid admiration, he said softly to the head that fell to the ground:

"The head was cut off, and I still wanted to fight...I pay tribute to your fighting spirit."

Her lips fit together.

"What are you talking about. I don't understand."

However, from that sentence, she might feel something. Her eyes turned around, and she found that she had lost her head. Expression changes dramatically. She blinked her eyes several times, then widened her eyes, and her eyes rolled out.

unbelievable. This is deceiving. It must be illusion. I cannot be defeated. He didn't do anything to me. The inability to move the body must also be caused by some kind of magic. Please who speaks.

Then when she admitted the facts, her face was covered with despair.

Once again, her mouth snapped together, and the sword that was going to Sebastian dropped to the ground like it was thrown away. There was no movement.

"Two people go together! Two people deal with him!"

The man in full armor made a nearly screaming sound. No solid armor can resist fear.

He did not use his brain, but his whole heart fully understood that all that Sebastian said just now is true, and he is confronting creatures that absolutely cannot be enemies and should not exist in this world.

"Eat, eat, eat me, eat and eat my "empty... space chopping"."

He already knew. Know that he is about to die. Knowing that no matter what happens, you can't beat Sebastian.

The reason why he did not run away was because his instinct told him that he would be killed in a few steps. Moving forward is also dead, and running away is also dead. That being the case, at least... this idea proves that he is still a soldier.

Sebastian, who confronted him, narrowed his eyes.

Because he was thinking, maybe the other party was the first enemy who had to guard his ability.

To create Sebastian's world championship, Takimi's killer is a blow to cut space. Of course this person cannot reach that area, but even if it is a fake, it may cause damage to Sebastian.

"Space cut" Pesrian.

With a flash drawn from a one-meter-long scabbard, he got the nickname for the magical skill of cutting off an opponent three meters away. In fact, this move does not really cut the space.

The secret is on the sword.

There is a sword called a sword whip. This is a long sword made of soft iron, easy to bend. The weapon he possesses is to whip the sword to the finest, and it can also be called the slashing sword. A thin whip made of metal may be more appropriate.

Pulling this weapon out of the scabbard and waving it at high speed, you can hack down the enemy without leaving any traces, only to see the cold light shining, so it has this nickname.

Compared with other people with six arms, this kind of trick is a bit of a trick, but the ability to use this uncontrollable weapon so flexibly proves his superb ability as a warrior. If the same weapon is given to Ge Gefu, even if he is called the strongest warrior, it can't be made as good as Peshlian.

And even if the trick is seen through, it does not affect its power.

The scary thing about the whip is that the speed of the front end is beyond common sense. Visual evasion is quite difficult-no, almost impossible.

Speeding slash. What is the difference between an attack that human beings can't deal with?

however--

The front part of the sword. A blow into the ultra-high-speed field was caught between two fingers. The movement was too random, and it was naturally like lifting something on the floor.

Sebass carefully examined the metal between his fingers and raised an eyebrow.

"What's this... also said to cut the space..."

"kill!"

With a roar of strange birds, the thin sword pierced towards Sebastian.

"Thousand Kills" Mam West.

His main weapon, Rosethorn, imposes two types of magic. One is meat. It is a terrible force to twist the surrounding muscles inward at the moment of puncturing the flesh. This effect will pull the skin around the puncture wound, leaving scars that are unbearable. The other is an assassination expert. This magical power will expand the wound, and even a little bruise can evolve into a double sun.

These two abilities are already fierce enough, but there is another ability to add fuel to the fire. It is not the power of magic-it is a poison.

The front end of the rose thorn is covered with a deadly poison mixed with a variety of toxins. This is because Mam West is not a warrior but prefers an assassin, so he has such a hand. As long as the sword is used to kill the opponent, no matter what means is used, it can be killed in a short period of time to be efficient. The combination made under this idea can really kill a little scratch. .

If you don't think about the countermeasures in advance, whether it is Ge Jeff Storonov or Brian Angelus, you have to be the soul of the sword.

But there is a weakness.

Relying on the idea of ​​being able to win just by giving bruises, Mam West's sword skills are slightly inferior. However, only the thrust is the real skill, and the flash-like thrust can even be determined to be better than Ge Jeff.

In other words, this is the strongest stab in the king capital.

In addition, this trick of attaching a variety of martial arts is similar to Clementine, which was one of the members of the Dark Saints in the past.

however--

Hanbas did not hide. There is no need to hide.

".........!"

Mam West, who stabbed his arm with all his strength, was speechless.

Rose thorn-a fierce weapon that can kill your opponent with a little bruising. He saw Sebastian's finger blocking its tip.

That's right, Sebass blocked the pointed tip of the thin sword with his index finger.

".........What, what?"

Mamvist kept blinking, and the number of times reached an abnormal level, so that he could easily recognize that it was neither an illusion nor a dream, and he breathed out. This is the only thing he can do at this time.

It is impossible to think with common sense. A blow that even steel can pierce cannot be blocked with his fingertips, his experience shouted so much. However, what happened in front of us is fact.

Mam West's full strength could not push the finger that the old man gently lifted.

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