Dozens of soldiers were cut in half with a single sword, and the long sword that suddenly appeared in the assassin's hand was drinking blood, which happened in an instant, and when Rykan looked up, he saw only that.

There was no blood splattered, all the blood flowed to the long sword in the assassin's hand, and looking at the blood-glowing blade, Rykan couldn't help but wonder if the blade of this sword was made of blood.

Seeing this strange scene, the surrounding soldiers were stunned for a moment, then their faces turned pale, and they couldn't help but take two steps back.

Their weapons had been clenched, their hearts were beating wildly, everything seemed to be blurred in front of them, and all that was left in their eyes was the 'sword-wielder' who stood motionless!

A few people looked panicked, glanced at the dozens of corpses, only to find that in a matter of seconds, the corpses had already dried up......

"Shh

The nezumi sneered, attracting the attention of the assassin, but when he moved his gaze to the position, he saw nothing.

The assassin who had been controlled by the magic sword was full of irritability, and immediately his eyes wandered around, and then a familiar dagger suddenly appeared, and the shining cold light appeared in front of the assassin's eyes again.

The assassin took a few steps back, dodged a stab, and then resolutely slashed with a long sword in his hand, the figure of a rat man was reflected in his blood-red eyes, and hidden under his eyes, this former assassin no longer had a little sense, it was all bloodthirsty and crazy!

This high-speed slash separated the upper and lower halves of the nezumi, but the severed body of the nezumi dissolved and distorted into two black mist in an instant, and then, under the pull of Ruikan, the two dense shadow forces only rushed to the face of the killer.

The assassin raised his sword to block, splitting the two shadow forces that were supposed to intersect in front of him into four black mist that fluttered in the air like a black snake.

Leaping out of the shadow plane, Rykan swung his tail blade with the power of the whirlwind, slicing through the tendons and ligaments of the knees of both legs while the assassin resisted the power of the shadows.

As blood sprayed and muscles were severed, the assassin's knees could no longer support the weight of his body, and in an instant, the situation was reversed!

The Assassin's knees hung limply, his body plummeting, and the power of the four shadows floating in the air converged on the dagger in Rykan's hands.

The nezumi stepped forward, its twin daggers piercing straight at it, and the power of shadows that converged in a spiral shape flew behind Rykan as if it had spread a pair of black wings.

"Huh!"

A sneer suddenly sounded, deafening!

Rickan's eyes widened, but he saw the assassin holding the sword in one hand, turning around and slashing diagonally, holding the two daggers in his hands.

But...... Shouldn't his knee be broken?

The assassin half-crouched on the ground, holding the long sword in one hand, pressing the sword body with the other, exerting force with both hands at the same time, twisting it hard, and then letting the long sword leave his hand, so that the double dagger in Rickan's hand couldn't help but come out.

'Oh no!'

Before he could even retrieve the daggers, Rykan could raise his arms in front of him when he saw the assassin suddenly leap up and fly with one kick.

Boom!

Rickan could feel that the bones of his arms must have been broken, and the sharp pain went straight to his brain through the nerves in his hands, and the remaining force was transmitted to his body, but it did not cause any serious injuries.

However, the biggest problem now is that he was kicked off by that guy!

Rats are smaller, lighter, agile and more agile than humans, which is the biggest advantage, but also the biggest disadvantage.

Rickan's body was rising rapidly, and the huge wind pressure generated by the high speed was blowing the cloak behind him with a hunting sound.

Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from the ground, Rykan endured the sharp pain in his arms, ripped off the cloak behind him, turned around in the air, and threw the cloak out.

At that moment, the sun fell on the cloak, and the next moment, Rickan's figure disappeared into the air, leaving only the rag-like cloak floating in the air.

The 'chains' connected the sword to the assassin, and as soon as the assassin's right arm was raised, the hilt of the 'korgash' fell into his palm.

The assassin's eyes flashed red and he looked at Krylov III.

Although the guardian had been knocked away, there was not even a hint of panic on Krylov III's face.

"Your enemy is not me...... Krylov III remained calm when he saw the assassin look over, "You want to assassinate me, but you want to take my life before you defeat Rekan?"

As if confirming his target, the assassin leaned over and attempted to rush forward—

"Your enemy is here!"

The nezumien's deep voice rang in his ears, and the assassin immediately turned around and slashed, but the sword fell into the air.

Behind him, there was no one!

At his feet, a black shadow sprang up and was trampled on his bent left knee, and the assassin couldn't help but be short, and then, Rykan turned in the air, and two strong thighs clamped the assassin's neck.

The key point was suddenly attacked, and even the assassin was a little panicked.

He hurriedly grabbed the nezumi with his left hand around his neck, but he couldn't see the sneer on the nezumi's face.

The palm of his hand grabbed one of the nezumi's legs and tried to pull the nezumi away, but at that moment, the nezumi's body exploded into a cloud of black mist.

The assassin instantly realized that this old trick was useless to him!

The Assassin's neck was pulled by the weight of the nezumi, causing him to lean forward, so now he could only twist his waist and slash diagonally, and when he turned back, he found that there was no one behind him!

At the moment when the assassin twisted his waist and slashed, the black mist fell to the ground and re-condensed into the appearance of the nezumi.

Rickan couldn't hang his arms, so he kicked the assassin's right ankle.

The assassin suddenly felt a force coming from his right ankle, and subconsciously, he tensed the muscles of his right leg to support the body that was about to fall.

However, Rickan then hooked his toe and lifted the assassin's left foot off the ground.

Before the assassin could look back, he felt another force coming from his right knee, and although it was not painful, it was enough to make him fall to the ground!

Subconsciously, before falling, the assassin's left hand was propped up on the ground, but his body was still falling to the other side, and when he turned to look at the sky, Rykan had already jumped up, and the tail blade swirled in the air with his body-

A cold light flashed, and the assassin's neck was sliced open by the sharp tail blade, and before Rykan could hit the ground in the air, he stepped on the skull, kicked it to the side, and then used the power to do a somersault and land.

Bone Luck –

After the head fell to the ground, it was still rolling into the distance, and when they saw the head rolling, the soldiers standing there panicked and made way for a way.

Rickan landed and took a few sharp steps back before he gasped for breath and looked in.

Bang bang bang!

The headless body was still struggling on the ground, blood spurting out from the broken neck, and as the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, the tenacious magic sword still couldn't resist the approach of the 'Grim Reaper', and the corpse finally quieted down.

Rykan gasped as he looked at the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood, and then he glanced at the head again.

"Pick up that head for me. Turning to the nervous soldiers, Rykan said.

The soldiers looked at the nezumi with disbelief, and then looked at Krylov III with inquiring eyes.

Krylov III stood still, trying to calm his beating heart, and when he saw the soldiers turn their heads to look at him, he nodded: "Take it." ”

However, at this time, the soldiers began to look difficult again.

They looked at each other, looked at each other, whispered, and shirked each other, but none of them acted.

When the king looked at this scene, his mood became irritable, and he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Take it!"

The soldiers' bodies stiffened, the corners of their mouths moved slightly, and they all bowed their heads.

After a while, the soldiers pushing each other pushed a man out, and the soldier picked up the head on the ground with a trembling hand, but his hand grabbed the mask, but did not grasp the head, so the head broke away from the mask and fell downward.

The soldier was startled by a muffled "bang", and he slowly lowered his head and saw the face of the assassin—

A large black tattoo was tattooed on the face, it was a sword......

A sword that cut off the dragon's head!