Artis, the fifth regimental leader in the history of the second son regiment and a famous mercenary who has been famous for decades, lost his life inexplicably. If not still in battle, if not facing the opponent's sword and pistol, Sylvia? Dalrest almost wanted to close his eyes and mourn. It's not just because the dead mercenary leader is his cousin, and it's not because she's his first martial arts teacher; What's more, if they lose the bullet pressure and control of Artis like this, and lose the all-round support of the second son group, the Dalrest family's control over the Neosfia mercenary world will be greatly reduced, and the combat power that can be controlled under their command will also be greatly reduced.

Not to mention the Ten Wings, who have been completely wiped out, and Cassino, who died a miserable death? Savi and Essen? Baltato too. Sylvia didn't even dare to imagine how the Savi family and the Baltato family would react when they received the news of the death of the family's chief thug who had been brought in for reinforcements - yes, they agreed with the old Sir Victor's plan to wipe out Lu Xi with all his might, otherwise they would not have transferred the family's most powerful battle mage to support. But they will not accept the bad news of defeat either, and will only be angry with the Dalster family, that is, their own heads, who planned and directed the operation.

If the Arcane Giants of the Federation dared to act boldly, the Sky Nation might have dominated the world long ago.

In short, with the current casualties, even if Lu Xi is killed, for the Dalrest family, who have dominated the underground world of Neosfia for nearly a hundred years, this will definitely be an action that outweighs the losses and hurts the bones. After this battle, Dalest, whose strength has been greatly damaged, will inevitably be besieged by the opponents who have been suppressed before, and the underground world of the capital of the seven seas will also usher in a period of turmoil.

"Is this really what we want?" Sylvia? Dalest's heart suddenly felt a little sour.

She was a genius, and since she was a child, she has always been known as the best person in Dalest's generation. If it is a man, it is almost certain that he will sit on the throne of the next family. Since she was a child, she has been smooth sailing, and she has been invincible in her cultivation and work, thinking that the world will be in her hands, but for the first time, she feels that in the face of a real genius, the quality of her "genius" seems to be too bad.

"No, I haven't completely lost yet!" The head of the Ten Wings, and the last member of the Ten Wings, gritted his teeth. At this point, if you don't erase Lu Xi? Berencaster, swallow the property he has already laid out in Neosfia, and the Dalrest family, who have suffered a lot of losses, will become a complete harlequin villain.

Yes, Lu Xi? Belencaster must die. After his death, the Dalrest family was able to convince the rest of the plutocracy to unite and divide the property he had born. As long as the chaebols unite, there is a possibility to confront the big men and peerless powerhouses behind him. Maybe for a long time afterward, the Dalrest family will have to bow down and pretend to be grandchildren, but at least they can survive.

"Yes, we still have to lose!" Sylvia? Dalrest said to himself: "Just now he used all the extremely explosive sword skills, and also used the aura combat skills and aura, uh, although this crimson aura and aura is the first time I have seen it, but the nature should be very close to the aura of divine arts, right?" All in all, these are extraordinary abilities that can place a great burden on the body. At this point, his physical strength should have ......"

"Do you think that all the things I used just now were the most gorgeous, top-notch, and most destructive explosive mysteries in the upper-level martial arts, and I finally barely seized the opportunity, and I had no power to fight back against so many of your masters. However, after all, this is only a life-fighting output at the expense of sustainability. In fact, I'm at the end of the crossbow now! The calmness shown so far is completely fake. Lu Xi, who was standing on the deck, shrugged his shoulders and smiled brightly at the other party: "But ah, I have to tell you a rather sad truth. Actually, it only takes me a tenth of a second to get my strength back up, believe it or not? ”

This series of deceitful rhetorical questions only stunned Miss Sylvia for less than a second. As the best person of the Dalrest family's generation, her decisiveness and action are naturally superhuman, and it is impossible to hesitate at such a juncture. She immediately made her own judgment, this guy must be trying to delay time to recover his strength by talking such serious nonsense.

You are insulting my intelligence, how can you get your wish!

Sylvia pounced with her sword. As for the two listeners, although they were half a beat slower than the former, they made exactly the same choice at this moment. They weren't 100% sure that Lu Xi was really at the end of the crossbow, but they were sure that the longer this battle dragged on, the more unfavorable it would actually be for their side.

Sylvia originally had a certain elven bloodline, and the swordsmanship she learned was also an elven swordsmanship that took a gorgeous and subtle route. And this sword was also the most perfect application she had learned in her life, but she saw the sword light swaying, turning into a little flower, and in an instant, it was caged towards several key positions on Lu Xi's body. Ordinary people will be dizzy with the naked eye, let alone grasp the direction of that large area of virtual and real sword paths.

However, this kind of bells and whistles to the suspicion of pretending to be forced can make ordinary people lose their lives in a dazzle, but in the eyes of Lu Xi, who is used to seeing more gorgeous tricks, this is a typical behavior of pretending to be stupid.

"Someone once said to me that the swordsmanship of the elves, in front of the true divine sword mysteries, is nothing more than a trick trick and a flashy dance." Lu Xi said: "However, even if it is really gorgeous, girl, in front of a person who understands the secrets of the royal family of the ancient mortal dust empire, it is really a hundred years earlier!" ”

As he spat out, he leaned over slightly, holding his sword in his right hand, and the sword of the Dawn Knight turned into a streak of silver, accurately wrestling on the spine of the opponent's rapier.

In terms of weapon attributes, the rapier that focuses on thrusts and armor-piercing is not as abundant as the knight's broadsword; And in terms of absolute strength, Sylvia certainly can't be the opponent of Lu Xi, who is wearing a crimson aura. So, with the "Phew! "A loud bang that resounded across the deck, Sylvia? Dalest's face turned pale, and he was already suffering from internal injuries. However, don't look at this ten-winged leader with elven blood is such a delicate and weak appearance, but inexplicably he is a man, who actually held on to his death, and even held the thin sword and began to wrestle with Lu Xi.

Her choice is simple, but it is also very practical, even if it is due to the aggravation of internal injuries, that is, to go down with Lu Xi and create a chance for the listeners who are outflanked from both wings to deal a fatal blow. And if the other party wants to dodge the listener's attack, he will inevitably withdraw the strength to wrestle with him, so that he will give himself an opportunity.

I don't know if Lu Xi really saw the other party's thoughts, facing this dilemma, he grinned, revealing a mouth full of pearl-like clear and warm glutinous rice teeth, revealing a smile like a hundred flowers blooming, but suddenly Sylvia laughed particularly shocked.

In the other party's shocked expression, Lu Xi immediately withdrew his strength, and his body also took the opportunity to make a clever retreat action, which just made the attack of the two listeners who deceived him fall short. But at the same time, Sylvia's sword suddenly lost its block. Although she was a little frightened by Lu Xi's smile, and her doubts rose, it was absolutely impossible to let go of such an opportunity, so she hurriedly stabbed it. At such a close distance, even if Lu Xi had already prepared and predicted, he could only slightly get out of the way, but it was impossible to completely dodge, and he could only watch as the elven-style thin sword of the head of the ten wings pierced deeply into his shoulder blades.

Sylvia first flashed a look of disbelief, and it was definitely beyond her own expectations to hit the slick and life-and-death enemy on the opposite side so simply. If I remember correctly, this should be the first time after the start of the war that your own side will definitely hit the enemy. She was overjoyed again, and was almost on the verge of celebrating. You must know that as a **** double-flower red stick, she naturally can't have a sense of honor as a warrior, and her style of action can't be so upright, and the elf sword in her hand is naturally directly quenched with poison, and it is also a fierce poison bought from the black market.

As long as it can hit the enemy, whether it is a vital point in the physiological sense or not, it can definitely be regarded as a fatal injury. Even some supreme masters with extraordinary physique and wearing anti-poison treasures may be directly deprived of the ability to act.

"! I feel like my shoulder blades are pierced, and this kind of play really hurts! Although Lu Xi still kept smiling, the corners of his mouth and brows twitched involuntarily. This subtle little action fell into the eyes of the other party, but it confirmed her judgment.

"For just such a moment, I felt that half of my body was paralyzed, and the fierce poison of the Kraken really lived up to its name. If it weren't for my brother's physique being strong enough and having enough buffs, I'm afraid I'm going to be sealed by blood this time, right? But ......"

Suddenly, he raised a hand and punched Miss Sylvia in the face. The so-called gentlemanly demeanor of hitting people without slapping their faces has always been insulated from Lu Xi, even if the other party has such a beautiful face that can score more than 90 points, as a barbarian without love, Lu Xi is not ready to show mercy to his subordinates.

However, the mental structure of a dignified female man is different from that of ordinary women, although she has received such a heavy blow, and the place where she is hit is still the most important face of a woman, Miss Sylvia did not let go of the weapon in her hand, but continued this impact, and pulled the sword out of Lu Xi's wound with her backhand, bringing out a splash of blood.

"Win!" She didn't care about her face that was about to be disfigured by Lu Xi's circle, and she was so sure in her heart. Her rapier is traitive, inflicting the effect of the Bloodbleed Curse, and its piercing wounds pull out five grooves. At first glance, the small sore looked inconspicuous, definitely not as shocking as a scar from an ordinary sword, but in fact, the effect of the curse penetrated deep into the human body along the five grooves, and the rate of blood loss would be quite amazing. Even adult men will dry their blood in a maximum of 10 minutes.

It is completely impossible to rely on bandages or ordinary medicines to stop the bleeding from such a wound, and if there is no supreme master of divine healing present, you can only close your eyes and wait for death.

Rapid blood loss, plus heart-wrenching poison, even if it is Lu Xi? A person as famous as Berencaster will also completely lose his combat effectiveness, right? No matter how powerful he is, he is only a mortal after all.

From common sense, it should be so, probably......

The listeners and Miss Sylvia exchanged glances. Although he knew that the other party had been hit hard, the other party had given them too many "surprises" during this time, and no one dared to be too radical for a while.

Soon, they will rejoice in their caution, but of course, they must lament and denounce the injustice and chaos of the world.

Sylvia just watched Lu Xi, who was still bowing down, stand up so slowly. His hand brushed lightly over the wound, and the bleeding sores immediately stopped flowing. He shook his arm, moved his shoulder, patted the shoulder blade that should have been broken, his eyes were clear, his breath was steady, and he looked like he was seriously injured and poisoned.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago, but I am immortal." Lu Xi shook his finger at the other party, and he was not ready to hide his unscrupulous ridicule of the other party.

Anyway, you didn't say that at all!

"If you want to kill me, you have to kill me with one hit! To relieve my thinking ability in a split second. Otherwise, no matter what kind of debuff you put on me and how much blood you wear out of me, you can also resurrect me with full blood and full of energy. Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders: "Are you sacrificing endurance by using the Arcane-level sword technique uncontrollably for me?" No, if you plug in a wire, what's the problem with turning on the maximum sound brush 5-5 for 24 hours in a row? Uh, that doesn't seem like the analogy is quite right...... In short, comprehend the spirit and you're good to go! ”

Comprehend what a fart! Who understands this parable!

Miss Sylvia took a deep breath and finally calmed herself. She made a gesture, and the "sailors" on the deck who had been covered up by Lu Xi alone gathered again. Different degrees of fear and cringe could be seen on each of their faces, but they still trembled and surrounded them, holding their respective weapons tightly, and inexplicably had a sense of tragedy and grandeur that would not retreat.

Lu Xi raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised. In his opinion, even if a group of underworld thugs is able to fight no matter how fierce they are, their morale should not be high. Now that he can barely achieve the point of gathering and scattering, how much can he reflect Sylvia? Dalest's ability as a team leader.

"Whose food do you eat, and whose pay do you receive?" Sylvia shouted at her men.

"It's the Dalest's meal! It's the Dalest's salary! They responded so loudly. In an instant, fear disappeared from the group.

Lu Xi raised his eyebrows again. To put it bluntly, this group of people just aroused some kind of unhealthy blood through the evil nature of pyramid scheme brainwashing, and then temporarily reluctantly suppressed the real fear in their hearts, and there was still a considerable distance from the iron army and the dead soldiers who really regarded death as home.

But even if it is, it is completely worthy of praise, by the standards of the underworld......

Sylvia glanced at the listeners on either side again, "I'm sorry, two masters! I can't imagine that so many of us will be caught in such a bitter battle as we are today when we encircle and suppress a single target. But I have to end his life here, and please lend me your strength! ”

"That's what the contract was supposed to be." The listener of the passer-by said lightly: "We have no grudges against all the targets, but we will do everything in our power to fulfill the requirements of the contract." ”

“…… Thank you so much! Miss Sylvia bowed her head slightly, expressing her heartfelt gratitude. She then raised her head again and looked directly into Lu Xi's gaze, with a high fighting spirit and passionate blood.

Well, this very delicate lady of the royal sister, although she is not very particular about doing things, she really has the unyielding soul of a warrior. It's a shame to grow up in a black (meow) road family that is destined to be crushed by the wheels of the world and history.

Yes, that's a shame. However, I represent change, I am the embodiment of the wheel of history itself, and my mission is to crush the existence of all mantis arms as cars. Since you have such an indomitable soul, it is up to me to dismantle your last illusions.

Lu Xi took out a pocket watch from his bosom, and just in time to see that the hour and minute hands formed a straight line.

"It's time." He laughed.

Before he could finish speaking, the swords of the two listeners had already pierced Sylvia? Miss Dalest's body. (To be continued.) )