Magic Tower Starry Sky

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Yue Meier, head of the emperor's personal guards, never reveals his true colors in front of outsiders. He is also not in charge of any military affairs, and only personally protects the emperor, while the specific affairs of the legion are handled by several deputy legion chiefs. The reason why such a person is called the head of the army is that when necessary, he can directly command and dispatch the guard army without anyone's permission.

Old Yue Meier had no official wife, only a few concubines, and his heirs were also descended from the concubines. However, not even his most beloved concubine, or the son he regarded as his heir, had ever seen his true face. There might have been, but he was sure none of them had survived.

Old Yue Meier didn't care much about such things, because he came to this country alone and was picked up by the emperor who was not the emperor at that time. The so-called home is more like something bestowed by the emperor. His whole life was spent by the Emperor's side. But even for such an old man, he still has a treasure that he cherishes, that is, with his support, his granddaughter joined the Guards Corps.

Because when you get older, you will favor certain things that you didn't care about in the past. The day her granddaughter was born was like a turning point in the life of old Yomel. He likes the feeling of the little monkey crawling on his body, and he also likes that someone can learn his sword skills from famous masters from all over the world. But it all came to an abrupt end today, so he came here alone.

Old Yomel might have a knack for knocking back a big demon with a single blow. But in the face of two strong men above him, he didn't have a good way to save himself, he could only keep backing away, looking for occasional opportunities with difficulty. And the opportunity lies in these two strong men who are rare in the world.

The two who attacked Old Yomel were not of the same mind. They rushed to kill the only emperor's personal guard in front of them, and they also fought and fought each other. When they realize that their sword will be half a point slower than another opponent, they will hold each other back and help save Meier's life.

The old Yomel, who was furious, no longer cared about the title of prince, and the Vasi giant sword always slashed at opponents he could slash. Even if it was time and time again, it didn't make him a little bit depressed. In other words, in such a battle, he has no room to feel frustrated. I can only grit my teeth and desperately keep up with the speed of these two people.

Three people, three battles intertwined, attacking and defending each other. Even though Old Yuemeier was the weakest of the three, the other two gave up their attacks time and time again in order to protect him, and entangled the other opponent.

Seeing swords and swords flickering in front of and behind him, left and right, old Yuemeier tried his best to launch a counterattack occasionally. Most of the time, he was chasing the two snake-like long swords, trying to block the way and block every attack. But his speed was too slow, maybe he had just thought of it, and with a little movement, the two long swords attacking him would have already changed their moves to nowhere.

For Lin, this battle with Azad was the most enjoyable battle he has ever fought. Azad's natural ability and speed have been his troubles for a long time, the kind that cannot be solved.

But this time, when both of them wanted to kill the emperor's personal guards, those who were slow to the front line would turn to defense and delay the other side's offensive. This makes the two weapons have to touch, hindering the opponent's attack.

The khan's superiority as a weapon is still beyond the reach of Inzadu. So Lin was very bold in using the sword, completely taking the route of head-to-head.

However, Azad could not let Insadu beat Khan hard like Lin did. Therefore, he could only make more changes to ensure that every time Insadu blocked Khan, he slapped the opponent's sword face, or used skillful force to trigger the opponent's attack. Instead of fighting with sword blades, everyone gritted their teeth and stared at each other to compare their strength.

One increase and one decrease, the result is that Lin, who can only wait for one or two moves at the right time out of ten moves, is now fighting back and forth with Azad. It is no longer the appearance of being suppressed by the devil prince with his extraordinary speed and skill in the past.

Old Yomel, who was sandwiched between the two of them, didn't just stand there like a wooden stake. Even though it was difficult, he always tried his best to adjust his posture, and made a fatal slash at the two of them. Especially when he realized that his life would always be protected by another person, he simply gave up defending, and every move was aimed at exchanging injury for injury and life for life.

But the efforts of the emperor's personal guards are not even a hindrance in the eyes of Lin and Azad. Just as they fought on the streets of the Temple District, a stone, a tree, the flow of the wind, the direction of the light, everything is in their calculations.

Just the control of the body and the use of skills are not enough to be the advantage in deciding the outcome between these two people. The position and movements of the emperor's personal guards are just one of the environmental variables. Neither lethal nor threatening.

Because Lin has mastered the flashing technique, Azad also has the speed that surpasses the physical limit of the Landlord plane under the talent bonus; as long as the two of them want to escape, the other will have a problem even chasing. Under such a premise, if they want to pose a threat to the opponent, they must find the key point that may not exist between the checkmate and the kill before they can really kill the opponent.

Therefore, every time Lin and Azad played against each other, they were testing their limits and constantly raising their limits. Even if both parties want to kill each other, but if it is not necessary, or there is a reason, they will not fight each other when they meet like enemies. Because it will only make it harder for the opponent to deal with next time.

This is a state incomprehensible to others, and Yomier did not notice it even at the top of the two. Or it was the same sentence, he didn't have the time to notice it.

Old Yomel felt like a small boat caught between the strong wind and the huge waves, fighting against the two natural disasters with the strength of a mortal. Fortunately, Feng Feng only cared about competing with the huge waves. They both wanted to throw off the boat, but they all kept it from each other's hands.

But even if he is not the protagonist in this confrontation, one who is not paying attention can still capsize the ship. Therefore, he must muster 120,000 points of energy to survive in this crack.

In the eyes of outsiders, the emperor's personal guards are like dancing solo. There were two other dancers beside them, and they performed a fast dance for two with different rhythms. Because no matter how fierce their battle was, they didn't damage any plants or trees, let alone stepped on the gravel road, or smashed any wall.

The armor of the emperor's personal guard was still shining brightly, without any trace of scratches, and it didn't look like a life-and-death struggle at all. It's not like being caught in the battle between the two, becoming their own targets, and killing them backhanded.

Just because all this didn't look like a fight, but more like a joke, someone decided to make a move.

Although this place is under the imperial city of Nineveh, it is in the temple area established by the Church of the Gods. Of course, those who serve the gods are not all civilian priests, there are still Templars as facades.

A templar who would be assigned to the capital of the empire, and it wouldn't be some fledgling lad. No matter whether you are experienced or smooth, you must have a certain level of strength. It can also be said that he is not a proud son of heaven, nor is it his turn to be sent to the imperial city of Nineveh. How could such a person keep silent while watching outsiders making trouble in their own territory.

As for who to help, is there any doubt? Helping the emperor's personal guard to clean up a magician with a sword, and another nondescript warrior dressed in bright red, lost the emperor's face, and earned the breath of a templar. Such a good thing, no one wants to stand by and watch.

So in the first wave, six or seven people rushed out from different temples, and those who were a step behind could only stand within the confines of their own temples and sigh. They also know each other well. Just by looking at the people in front of them, others feel that they don't need to play by themselves, and the matter can be taken care of. So there is a lack of interest in the performance.

But the development of things is different from what everyone imagined. Yomel, who was the emperor's personal guard, was able to live because both Lin and Azad wanted to kill him. Killing people is not the purpose now, but more like a competitive goal. But why do others survive? Based on the ability they possess after being blessed by the gods?

When wearing silver and white armor bestowed by the gods, holding a mace, and bathed in the holy light, the templar who intervened strongly, put on a posture to separate the two sides. As long as the emperor's personal guards are protected first, then others can take advantage of the situation and kill the two besieging the personal guards. Although everyone did not discuss it in advance, there was a tacit understanding that this was the best tactical choice.

But as soon as the stance was opened, two swords, one left and one right, one up and one down, cleanly removed the Templar's arms. Lin and Azad pushed lightly with their empty hands, and their severed arms rushed towards the opposite person like a battering ram!

Several templars who had no time to stop also joined the battle circle. They have different equipment, weapons, skills and sizes. But each of them is like a puppet on a string, its limbs attack another person under the impetus of one person at an angle that ordinary people cannot make.

Sometimes it is not a direct attack, but a series of chain reactions of several people's limbs, feet pointing to hands, elbows to shoulders, left arm to right arm, attacking another person from an unexpected angle.

However, the way of defense is not so complicated, Khan fights, or Yin Sadu blocks~www.wuxiamtl.com~ hands and feet are broken, and feet are disabled. In a few moments, the Templars who tried to intervene in the three-person battle fell to the ground, all of them were disabled, and their lives and deaths were uncertain.

The three fighting each other are still the same, but they are no longer sword to sword, but come together with hands and feet, fighting close to each other. The most uncomfortable among them is Yomel who uses the giant sword.

The shape and weight of the giant sword determine that it must open wide and close wide in order to have sufficient destructive power. Originally, it was just a confrontation with swords, lights and swords close to his face. As long as Yomel adjusted his posture and exerted strength, he could make the giant sword either sweep or chop. Even if he can't hurt anyone, he can force the two people around him to change their attack.

But when entering the close combat with fists, feet and two swords, the changes are more dazzling than when only two swords confront each other. Fists to elbows, palms to shoulders, swords to feet, swords to palms, arms to swords, every blow has deadly power, but every blow returns in vain.

At the same time, Yomel's offensive is no longer a matter of exchanging lives with Lin and Azad. Often a sword is about to be swung out, either the tip of the sword is pulled away, or the sword's force is removed when the new force is not generated and the old force is about to be exhausted, or it is turned to attack another person's vital point.

But Lin and Azad's actions were very restrained, because if they were too rude and might hurt someone, both sides would put the emperor's personal guard first. Yue Meier is like a spinning top, spinning between the two of them. Dance into another new realm.