From the exit of the front of the Red Mary Slave Market, twenty standard swordsmen walked side by side. From the side of the Blue Rose Hotel, twenty magic mysteries magically appeared. Passers-by, who had nothing to do next to them, slowly approached with the evil fountain as the center.

Characters who can mingle in the black blood all year round can not know the specific location of Red Mary and Wizard Alley, can not play with the depraved nuns in the prostitute parlors of the 13th block, and may not even visit the ubiquitous casinos. But one must not fail to recognize the "Double Tomahawk Badge" and the "Skull Cloak", which are equivalent to the faithful passing by St. John's Cathedral, leaving without regular prayer and needing to be dragged into the Holy Inquisition to test their doctrine.

The only royal princess in the world who can play siege tactics in a high-sounding manner, and the target character is a royal princess who is more stunning than a duke or a ranger, only the two giants of black blood can come out - the "wild tribe" and the "black hand thieves" who have long been employed by the tyrant young master John.

They are worth enough to be supported by the private coffers of two big bankers at the same time, and they can steadily receive a lucrative commission comparable to that of the Court Knights, regardless of whether they carry out missions or not.

The crowd was in a commotion, and a monster walked out of the swordsman camp, nearly two meters tall, with muscles comparable to stones, and a shiny head decorated with the head of Satan, which perfectly matched the warrior aesthetics of the Titan Empire, and the golden strengthened version of Solomon's broadsword on his shoulder, which always interpreted the difference between the taste of the tyrant and the hereditary nobles, although it was indeed a fancy thing made of pure gold. In cultural countries such as the White Rose and the Slo, the material pinnacle is very despised, especially the gold and silver, which will be accused of being uncivilized barbarians and ostracized by the vassals and elegance.

The swordsman wears a silver twin battle axe insignia, which shows that his status in the wild tribe is second only to the point-pointing guys in the decision-making hierarchy, and he strokes the realistic satanic head, and seems to enjoy the feeling of the stars holding the moon. Then, from the place where the magicians gathered, a thin young man came out recklessly, wearing a skull cloak marked the Black Hand Thieves, glanced at the golden swordsman, and said with a smile: "Hey, big man, how about one and a half?" ”

The monster didn't even raise its eyelids, brandished its giant sword and stuck it on the ground, shook its head and said: "The order given by the deputy head of the regiment is to be handed over in full, and as for your black hands, it is enough to be in charge of intelligence." ”

The young thief looked red with a messy head, and said disdainfully: "What kind of thing is your deputy head of the regiment, can his orders be ordered to Lao Tzu?" ”

The Golden Swordsman ignored the thieves' provocations, and used gestures to stop the turmoil of the swordsmen behind him, and said with a smile: "Let's put away your toy dagger, are you willing to be a snack before the main meal at the beginning of the banquet?" ”

The Red Thief pursed his lips, frustrated by the threat from his rivals, he was not confident that he could lead three Rover Thieves to reap the benefits of the outnumbered wild. Moreover, the task given by the employer is indeed not to besiege and kill, but to provide information and traces of the actions of the prey, and by the way to supervise the work efficiency of the mercenaries of the wild tribe, as for the shabby group composed of down-and-out nobles and stragglers on the other side, he does not expect to burst out with amazing combat power, so that he has a reason to laugh at the golden swordsman.

"The knight of Tevez, who is looking around, Miss Srona who is at a loss, first invite the princess of the emir to get in the car, and deal with my peers, I am much more experienced than you."

After Li Hao finished speaking, his eyes explored all the places within his field of vision, making a vague preliminary judgment of combat power. Tevez and Srona looked at him with disdain, not thinking that the joke was technical, this was not in the Black Blood Arena in the harbor, and there was Archduke William as the patron saint when the game was played. …

"The old rule in the mercenary world is that the interests of customers come first, but as a prey, as a prey, if I don't struggle a little bit, I will be hit by Your Excellency's Solomonic broadsword, isn't it a bit too much?" Li Hao stepped forward and confronted the golden swordsman face to face, with his bare hands.

"I can give you the chance to show heroism in front of the princess, Mr. Lamb." The Golden Swordsman's innocent words caused a burst of ridicule, which was the contempt that only the beast would have when facing herbivores. At least in the black blood, no one dares to talk to the guys of the wild tribe politely like Li Hao, who are a group of crazy people who despise any truth from their bones, and only believe in the laws formulated by the strong with their fists and swords.

Li Hao said thank you indifferently, not caring about the strange eyes of the golden swordsman and his companions, turned around and walked up to Princess Emir, made a normal looking aristocratic gentleman's salute, raised his head and smiled: "Your Royal Highness the noble princess, can I borrow your personal sword?" ”

The emir blinked, his crystal eyes filled with relief and joy, and he drew his sword with a large rare gem on the hilt. It is a very beautiful artistic Western sword, the sword body is thin and strong, light and thin, and reflects an extraordinary dark light.

Li Hao clenched it tightly in his hands, as if admiring the carcass of a noblewoman. The body stroked the blade of the sword like that, and he could see his face clearly from the refraction of the sword body, still so sunny, handsome, and full of unparalleled vitality. After a long time, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Do you mind such a beautiful sword, stained with dirty blood?" ”

The emir nodded quickly and smiled the same, "I don't mind. ”

At this moment, the composure on Li Hao's face was fleeting, replaced by a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Swordsmanship, for court-level aristocrats, is a compulsory subject that matches skills such as writing, playing the piano, etiquette, etc. As early as the early days of the formation of the gentleman class, the Western sword was set by elegant men as a fashion symbol for the middle and upper class people, but this kind of sword did not come from the battlefield, its main purpose was self-defense and duel, and finally evolved into a combination of cultivation and art, many darlings born in aristocratic families, were also required to be cultivated in the form of special education of court swordsmanship and knightly seven arts.

In a martial kingdom like Titans, Western swordsmans and court painters were very despised, and only knights and military strategists could be praised and praised by the whole society.

All in all, no one would use such a weapon with extremely bad attack power to challenge the majesty and ability of the Golden Swordsman.

Aside from the two mainstream techniques of thrusting and cutting, in the face of Solomon's broadsword, which has perfect melee performance, its block rate and penetration rate tend to be close to zero, and it is not accidental that it has become an underdog on the battlefield, but I am afraid that even many court swordsmiths have overlooked one thing - it has an attack bonus that is almost comparable to that of a short dagger, and a very ornamental performance structure.

But the Golden Swordsman didn't seem to want to give this lamb a chance to perform, and kicked off the slaughter with a seemingly calm but swaying pace, the forearm drove the broadsword to move in reverse, and the sword body violently rubbed the air and let out a soul-devouring scream, it was hard to imagine that a swordsman of this size could still make a fraudulent move comparable to that of a professional thief. The lamb did not intend to block with all his strength, but rolled on the ground in an extremely unsightly manner, avoiding the first blow of the golden broadsword, ignoring the dust of half of his body, and rolled diagonally in the second time, brushing shoulders with the broadsword that came at the second time. Viewers who are good at controlling the details can see that although the rolling posture of the lamb is embarrassing, it has a hidden and tenacious purpose, that is, close to the body. The length of the standard Solomon broadsword is 5.3 feet, and the enhanced version in the hands of the golden swordsman must reach at least 7 feet, plus the length of his arm itself, which is even more terrifying than the attack distance of the spear knights.

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