The Black Scepter

[I have been moving before New Year’s Day. I’m going home late these days and I’m late to update. I greet everyone. Maybe 31 will return to normal. Thanks for your support. Good-looking novel: Read all after fighting the poison! 】

Murphy appeared in the middle of the arena again at noon the next day, because the second swordsmanship competition was not as difficult for Murphy as when facing Karl.

His opponent is a royal swordsman from the Fording Empire who is known as the "Undefeated Swordsman". After defeating his opponents all the way, this swordsman who has barely reached "a" has left a profound impression on the audience. Impression-because all his opponents were taken out of the ring by that long sword.

However, in the face of Murphy, the so-called "undefeated" guy was completely ashamed.

He just had time to wield his sword to make his first tentative attack, but Murphy, with his bare hands, squeezed his wrist without saying a word and threw it out—perhaps because of psychological preparation, he did not knock the wall out of the hole. Instead, he used the sword energy produced by his powerful strength to stop his body, and then he swung the sword and slashed Murphy.

What happened next moment exceeded the imagination of all the audience.

Murphy raised his hand and cut the hard long sword with the palm of his hand, and then the other hand knocked directly on the opponent's neck.

The action of the handsome and undefeated "Undefeated" swordsman did not directly collapse to the ground and passed out, and Murphy defeated his opponent for the second time without using any weapons.

The exclamation of the audience had some "unsurprising" meaning. Murphy's departure still brought the cheers of the Byzantine people and the cold eyes of the remaining players.

The third battle took place the next day, and Murphy put down "Theology" and came to the ring to solve the opponent's feelings like a part-time worker to clean up the rubbish. In the hundreds of games these days, each at least They all lasted for more than five minutes, with the exception of Murphys, a good-looking novel: I have been reading it in Qingdao in the past few years-80s.

"There is a pride of Byzantine-Dragon Knight Murphy debuts!"

In order to mobilize the atmosphere, even a dedicated person on the ring was shouting a mess of slogans to keep the audience on the excitement. Murphy walked into the ring with a sullen head, but found that the opponent in front was actually a woman.

Moreover, the other party's identity is also very promising-the Royal Princess of the Ingeway Empire.

In this scenario, Murphy was unexpected. The opponent was small, slim and beautiful. The players in the "Sword Art Competition" included professionals such as knights, swordsmen and assassins. Obviously this is not like Lilith. The knight is an assassin who specializes in short swords and has a very high level.

"Dragon Knight? No matter how powerful it is, it's just humans."

The female assassin's voice disappeared in front of Murphy as soon as it fell, and Murphy, who was standing on the spot, did not seem to have the patience to give the audience a highly enjoyable game. He suddenly backwards after two seconds. Withdrawing one step, he lifted his leg and kicked directly to his side, and the royal princess who emerged from the air was kicked and flew directly in an instant, stunned to fly out of the air for hundreds of meters and landed in the auditorium.

The seemingly scary effect made everyone think of Murphys, the Dragon Knight, as a guy with no gentlemanship at all-in fact, Murphys’s foot did not touch the other party at all, but was wrapped in pure elemental magic. The female assassin who could have avoided the attack directly threw the opponent into the distance-she was unharmed after landing, and she lost nothing but lost the game...

In less than three seconds, Murphy’s game ended again-but this did not herald the end of today’s fight. The royal princess jumped out of the audience vigorously, ignoring the referee’s dissuasion to find Mo. Fez settled the account, but under the frustration of Murphy's effort to block the opponent's various killing moves, he disarmed the princess twice and raised his hand to use the imprisoned circle to bind the opponent thoroughly.

Shaking his head, Murphy left with a sigh, seeming to be extremely disappointed with this unqualified opponent-and this scene also made the audience who witnessed the whole journey excitedly wailed.

Obviously, the strength of Murphys has already earned enough face for the noble civilians of the Byzantine Empire, and it has also made the foreign guests who were originally optimistic...

It is not difficult for them to see that this is Edward III’s strategy, and that Murphy’s effortless clearance will have an impact. Those powerful people in other countries can’t do anything but glaring, they can only tolerate the strength of Murphys. The psychological suffering caused by other book friends is watching: portable Kojima full reading.

And Murphy didn't care about it. In his free time, he took Ashkandi to watch other events of this event, as he promised, to discuss the tactics of the two sides in the spell against the final, while riding In the technical matchup, guess which side will win-the accompanying Andalil seems to gradually come out of the previous confusion, sitting beside Ashkandi in various games, yelling and indulging, it seems that he has been troubled Left behind.

A few days later, the swordsmanship competition entered the semi-final stage.

This time, Murphy's opponents came in great numbers-the top three Versailles family stars in the top ten families in the mainland, a young swordsman named Fermer.

His figure is extremely tall, and he is more than Murphy's head. The guy who hides his face behind a metal mask whispered: "Dragon Knight... Will there be the power of a dragon?"

Murphy didn't understand what he meant, but when he saw the other party draw a sword to salute, he had to take out the fragments of the lance and return to the swordsman ceremony, and then inserted the lance again-obviously, he continued not to use weapons to come Respond to this battle.

"Crazy, will always pay the price."

The eyes behind the other party’s mask were squinted, apparently thinking they were provoked, so the next moment he roared and started his attack without any fancy. The sword wielded powerfully and quickly, and Murphy could clearly feel the other party’s body. That kind of deep strength and strong strength far exceeds all the opponents I met before!

"Keng!"

The great sword was split on Murphy's arm. For the first time, the solid power caused a shock that caused Murphy to frown because of the attack of the opponent. The second sword split, and Murphy flashed away to avoid the game. For the first time since I made a move to take active back

Fermer's hand-held giant sword was amazing, but his movements did not feel dull. The two-handed sword was in his hands. He immediately blocked all the retreat of Murphys, and then followed the elbow and knee strikes. Press, every time can be described as full of power, txt download.

"Boo!"

The solid ground was smashed by this swordsman, and Murphy turned away from the opponent's flipped sword. The stern sword gas made the ground slate open a wide slash, and three consecutive After the trick was blocked, Murphy finally launched his counterattack.

The unpretentious palm slapped on the opponent's arm, and Fermer's huge body instantly stopped moving. It was almost because of this blow that he almost lost his weight and fell to the ground, but he was experienced in battle. Immediately unloading and retreating, flashing off Murphy's next blow, Hengjian confronted, he exhaled and said, "That's all?"

After all, his body slowly radiated a pale red light, and the thin breath breathed out the unparalleled strength, which was comparable to the dragon!

Murphy frowned, trying to block the opponent's dominant sword with one hand, but bent down in a loud noise, almost kneeling on one knee!

"This"

He suddenly raised his head and flicked away the other partner's foot. The terrifying power brushed past to make Morpheston understand where the power came from.

A pure blood dragon.

It's not that the barbarians Ke Li'an has the blood of half-human and half-dragon, but the power obtained by drinking the dragon's blood. The consequence of this is that the user must bear the pain caused by the violent force of the dragon's blood rushing through the body. And forcibly tame—if you can’t get through it, the fragmentation of your body is not alarmist.

Obviously, the guy in front of him has survived this level and used the power of the Dragon Clan to the extreme, hating the sky.

"what!"

Fermer was one of the top ten families in Versailles on the mainland, and his strength was undoubtedly undoubted. At this moment, when his sword was blocked by Murphys, he raised his hand and was hit by Murphys Above his arm, in a burst of blast, Murphy stepped back once again.

This scene made all the audience watching hold their breath.

Murphy silently withstood the other party's violent attack, he could block the block, and he could not block the unavoidable hard to get down. After a dozen strokes, Murphy's robe was actually because of that incredible. Dragon clan exploded and broken!

The two stepped back a few meters at the same time, and from their appearances, it seemed that Murphy was in a disadvantage.

"The Dragon Knight is just that."

Fermer behind the mask chuckled softly, his body swelled again in the low light, and he wanted to attack with a sword-but the next moment, he stopped because of Murphy's words-

"Red Dragon's blood isn't good, right?"

Murphy gently ripped off the broken robe on his sleeve. "I don't know how much the family behind you paid to train you?"

This sentence made Fermer squint his eyes. Murphys words were not wrong. The blood he took came from the Red Dragon. The price paid by the family to kill the dragon was staggering, and all of this was just Make your own strengths better.

"I really want to know...Are you a dragon knight, will you be angry because of the dragon's death?" The voice behind Fermer's metal mask looked a little gloomy. It is the power of mortals and I have the power of a dragon."

His fists were clenched tightly, and the sound of "Kaba" in the bone joint was full of deterrence combined with the breath of the dragon family in the air.

But to this, Murphy replied with a smile: "You may not know that the most battle I have experienced is to learn how to fight a dragon."

"...The power of the dragon? It's just the power of the dragon."

Murphy stepped out, and the body suddenly exhaled the terrifying breath that caused the ground to slowly shake. How could Murphy, who once killed "the Lord of Disaster" Gade, nailed Mars to heaven? The threat in front of you?

After coming to Constantine for a long time, Murphy did not let his body release even one-fifth of the power. At this moment he spread his arms slightly, and the gravel on the ground even floated slightly because of his movements- This "air field" is not because of the physical power of Murphys, but also the vision brought by the release of soul energy.

Fermer erupted instantaneously and stepped out. The giant sword slammed in front of Murphy in lightning, but found that Murphy did not flash and could not avoid the blade on his shoulder-the sharp blade should have He was torn into pieces, but he could not save anything under the barrier of an inexplicable force, and he could not even recover it!

He immediately gave up the Great Sword, and punched Murphy's abdomen with a fist, hitting the hook with the force of the dragon wrapped in the uppercut, and hitting the vital point at the next moment, but the next moment he bounced off directly because of an inexplicable giant force- Murphy stretched out his hand, jumped up and punched out, instantly hitting Fermer's muscular chest from top to bottom!

"boom!"

This fist caused a thunder, which shocked the entire ring.

The tall Fermer, with the power of the Red Dragon, couldn’t resist Murphy’s punch, which was enough to smash the Mars helmet. He was lying on his back and plowed the ground out of a two-meter width. A huge gully ten meters long!

"puff--"

Uncontrollably spitting out blood, Fermer found that he had lost his instinct for his body, and the power of the dragon he was proud of completely failed, and Murphy turned himself on without even a wound appearing on his body. The fight has completely lost the resistance, the beautiful novel: Xiaoao Jinyong Group Heroes read all!

"Having the power of a dragon can make you proud of everything?"

When Murphy walked in front of Fermer, the inexplicable burst of air had completely blown away the gravel on the ground, which made the angel of the angelic angel and even the abyss demon lord tremble. A swordsman who is self-reliant has felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Reaching up to pick up Fermer's giant sword, Murphy spins three times like waving a toy, inserts it beside Fermer, and turns away.

"I will win you!"

Fermer seemed to be still not stubborn. Just as soon as his body was able to move, he shouted at Murphy, and he reached out and took off his mask, revealing his true face-the face that was indistinguishable from humans was covered with blood. The red lines are obviously the "Dragon Slayer's Mark" caused by the dragon's blood!

Every brave dragon who kills the dragon will show a "mark" on the body, which is the last curse of the soul of the pure blood dragon clan when it dies. Once it has the "Dragon Slayer's Mark", then all other pure blood dragons In the face of this imprint holder, you can directly attack without caring about any rules and rules...

The mark on Fermer's face changed to a lava-like bright yellow color with his words. Obviously he was ready to use his full strength.

But without waiting for him to stand up, Murphy turned back and waved-a black shadow suddenly flew through the air, and then Fermer only felt that something was passing across the head in an instant...

"Come on!"

The giant sword that was just inserted into the ground was cut off by the inexplicable force directly from the handle. The cut was smooth and smooth, but the thick pure metal sword handle fell directly to the ground...

Fermer's movement came to an abrupt halt, staring at this peerless sword once inserted into the dragon's heart by Murphy's freehand chopping, and swallowed hard.

"The Versailles family?" Murphy turned away and whispered: "It's arrogant to kill a dragon. Don't you know that there are more powerful than dragons in this world?"

"The vision determines the strength. This is really outdated, the ultimate soldier."

The cheers of the arena sounded again, and countless flowers were thrown on the road where Murphy left-this is an instinctive "feedback" of the civilians. Murphy was helpless in his actions. Cheers, all this seems to make people want to stop, but Murphy, who has long been out of this grade, does not have any sense of pleasure, but suddenly feels a little boring.

Why do countless people work hard towards the "championship"? Is it for the vanity brought by people cheering or a sense of accomplishment that strives to get a return?

Murphy, who had no experience of these things, shook his head and got into the carriage returning to the Duke’s Palace, looking at the street scene flashing through the scenes outside the window. Murphy had no more intense scenes in the game just now, but only The only remaining words in the "Theological Encyclopedia"-"The perfection of virtue is not to forget the enthusiasm for life, but to more reasonable control."

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While the prestige of "Dragon Knight Murphy" was so powerful in Constantine and even Byzantium, Murphy as a party did not care about this. He accompanied Ashcandi to watch several other places as he always did. In the game, take Andalier to eat various special dishes of Constantine.

In short, it is enjoying life-a big beautiful woman plus a little beautiful woman, this is enough for many people to envy, but Murphy, who did not care about other people's views, was ashcandy's at dinner. A question frowned.

"You mean, you can see the other two beings in your soul?"

Murphy remembered that Ashcandi once said that he couldn't recognize the essence of his soul, but at the moment he mentioned them suddenly, but it seemed abrupt.

"I also just had a whimsy. After Andalil asked me about her memory that day, I found that I never seemed to have noticed some of my soul's existence... Subtle differences, beautiful novels: temporary The gang reads it all."

Ashcandi smiled, and she was much more cheerful in the wheelchair than before. She waved her hands, seeming to think that Murphy's expression was a little exaggerated, but she reached out and nodded his surprised face, low Voice: "Don't believe it? Or worry about it?"

"A little worried."

Murphy asked frowning, "You mean, you can see the traces of the soul that are sealed off?"

"From what I see now, this is the case." Ashkandi didn't change much, and leaned back slightly. "Every sign shows that like Andaril, my memories have been sealed, and It seems to be based on what I did ~www.novelmtl.com~ And then?"

Reminiscent of Andariel’s previous character, Murphy couldn’t imagine what Ashcandy would become if the memory was unsealed-it would allow a person to make a decision to seal the memory, usually reaching the inner limit Things that can only be done from time to time, and in this case, its own character is basically extremely extreme.

"Nothing. Then, I just tell you these facts. As for lifting the seal, I haven't thought about it." Ashkandi pointed to himself. "Since it's sealed, let it continue to be buried. I'm not a curiosity. Overweight person."

She turned her head and looked at Andariel, who was listening to her speech fascinatingly, thinking what to think about.

"Neither Andariel, right?"

Hearing Ashkandi's question, she nodded and said nothing.

"But I found some other interesting things." Ashcandy blinked and continued to talk to Murphy: "The two you said...personality, I seem to be able to communicate simply with one of them ."