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Volume 4 Tower of Violet 730 The neighing of the wind and snow

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    As soon as Darnan left the martial arts arena, a chill ran down his spine.  This was a forest trail, a shortcut to the barracks outside the river valley. It was rarely used by people, so he really didn't understand how the other party blocked him.  "Come out." Darnion stood up slowly, gently moving his wrists to prepare for the next battle.  "Hey, how did you find me?" The tall and strong young man jumped down from a big tree nearby and asked with a playful smile.  ??Darnan has a certain degree of night vision, and when he glanced sideways, he saw that he had a handsome appearance, with long red hair hanging around his shoulders, like a free and uninhibited nobleman.  As he jumped to the ground, Darnion also thought about striking first, but the opponent's movements were relaxed, and his right hand was resting on his waist casually, without revealing any flaws at all.  "Who is your Excellency? Why are you here so late at night?" Darnan took half a step to the left, stood facing him, and asked in a deep voice.  "Mastur, this is my name," the young man scratched his head and asked with a smile, "Are you the 'Blade of Ice Blue' Darnion? I have known your name for a long time, but now that I see you, you are quite handsome.  ." Hearing the irony in his words, Darnan snorted, lowering his hands, ready to go.  He had never heard of the name "Mastur¡è¡Ì" before, but there was a faint aura of sharpness about the opponent. He was obviously a master in hand-to-hand combat, and might even have reached an advanced level.  His eyes glanced at the ancient sword worn on the opponent's waist, further confirming this judgment.  The young man in front of me should be the inheritor of a certain martial arts school. They often practice matching stunts, and their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of warriors of the same level.  "Why don't you speak? Are you afraid?" Mastour stood casually under the tree and said nonstop, "Why don't you give up your weapons and surrender. I happen to be short of a handsome attendant" What's wrong with this guy?  Such nagging, Darnan thought to himself. Just when he was distracted, Mastour suddenly smiled and jumped up.  Almost in an instant, he had rushed in front of Darnan.  At the same time, the long sword of "Passing Water" was unsheathed, and the sparkling water rippled endlessly.  In the Sword Master's inheritance, the sword-drawing moves alone are divided into three chapters and twelve sections. This "glimpse" of the move highlights a person who is as fast as the wind, holding his arms when taking the first step.  When taking the second step, he drew his sword, and on the last step he slashed diagonally with the long sword, directly slicing the side of the opponent's neck, perfectly integrating footwork, bodywork and swordsmanship.  One breath, three steps, three steps and one slash. Within a range of ten meters, the power of this move can be best exerted.  There was no way to avoid it, Darnan gave a low shout.  Raising his left hand, three ice picks shot out.  Go straight to the opponent's face.  Then, he flipped his right hand, condensing an ice blade about a foot long, and leaned forward to stab it out. It was a move that would hurt both sides.  "Huh?" Mastur frowned during the thrusting process.  The ice blade continued to extend, two feet, three feet, and it was actually a few minutes faster than his own sword.  "You're so despicable!" He turned aside.  He gave up the initiative he had just seized and did not forget to condemn him.  Darnion remained silent, pointing his ice blade at an angle, looking for an opportunity to take action.  He finally understood that what the other party said was nonsense just to numb himself.  "It's really boring" Mastur shook his head, but before he finished speaking, he jumped up high and drew his sword again.  Asulin's sword "Passing Water" is about three feet and three inches long, with blades on both sides and greenish-white in color.  Due to the use of a special quenching method, it is more flexible than ordinary long swords. When swinging the sword, Mastur's wrist shook slightly, and pieces of sword energy spilled out, filling the sky with sparkling waves. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Darnion¡¯s heart trembled, and he dealt with it with all his concentration.  The opponent's demeanor of taking things lightly showed that his attainments in swordsmanship were close to the level of proficiency. What he lacked was just the tempering of time.  The next moment, Mastour and thousands of sword lights fell together. Darnion felt dazzled. Even the murderous aura emanating was exactly the same, and he could not find the body of the sword at all.  He stepped back continuously, and his energy surged out, forming a mist around him, which dispersed rhythmically with his breathing.  And with the infusion of magic power, azure magic runes also appeared on the ice blade in his hand, which were uncertain and mysterious.  This is a rune weapon developed by him and Allegri to enhance the combat capabilities of magic warriors. The magic-reinforced weapon can perform various magical functions, and it also has the strength to confront the enemy head-on. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????? MASTUR looming near, Mastur's long sword dancing fast and menacing.  Darnion's ice blade clicked, the blue runes suddenly lit up, and the mist around him condensed, creating an extremely cold field.  Within the domain, all the sword energy cast by Mastur stagnated, and was immediately covered with a layer of white frost and shattered.  "Field?"Mastur was shocked. No matter how arrogant he was, he would never think that he could defeat the legendary strong man.  "No, that's not right, you used magic to simulate the effect, right?" But after a moment, he came to his senses, flicked his sword, and swam slowly, waiting for the opportunity to move.  "It's enough to deal with you." Darnion said in a deep voice. This was a difficult battle, but what worried him even more was, were other people in other places in the valley still safe?  Everything is good for Allegri, it couldn¡¯t be better.  It was only now that he understood the truth that women are the most perfect creation in the world.  No, it should be said that it is a wonderful world.  The slightly trembling eyelashes are like the tentacles of a butterfly, or like willows in the wind. Under the tree, the two full eyes are like the clear and beautiful lake, the tall and tall mountains, with extremely soft curves, but they are not like real  The mountains are so stiff.  There are not only mountains and waters there, but also plains, forests, hills and streams. People can¡¯t help but want to explore, want to be immersed in it, and be immersed in that unforgettable dream.  Allegri has long been unable to tell which part is reality and which part is fantasy.  Glass after glass of strong drinks, as well as the unknown ingredients mixed in the drinks, made him drowsy, and the boundaries between his soul and body were extremely blurred. Everything in front of him was blurred like an ink painting, with an unrealistic sense of beauty.  He stroked Onisa¡¯s skin, which was smooth and tender.  It has the rhythm of youthful vitality, or the girl is trembling slightly because of fear.  He touched and kissed her over and over again, not understanding the rules and only relying on his fiery passion to make up for it.  Onissa twisted her body slightly.  It felt like there was a fire, a stone, a piece of hot lava pressing down on me.  She is still sober. Maybe many people don't know it, but she actually has the energy to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.  But there was another kind of wine, the wine coming from deep within her heart, which made her eyes intoxicated and she subconsciously catered to it.  What a pleasant and twisted pleasure it was, coming in waves.  She resisted, but her body couldn't help it. It was human instinct and primitive.  Let¡¯s start, this happy dance on the bed, but why are tears quietly falling from the corners of my eyes?  In the darkness, the action began.  Caldera looked north.  The silent tower was also silent.  The time has come.  The time for revenge has come. The ill-fated Anlan Principality has experienced two disasters of annihilation, one due to the Holy See of Light, and the other due to the Snowton Empire.  And now, there is a way.  They can make them pay a heavy price at the same time.  "My lord, the assembly is complete." In the martial arts field, there are six neat square formations, each with a hundred people, all of whom are elites in the army.  Not only is he skilled, but he is also loyal.  "Do you know why we came to the Hersius Valley?" Caldera paced in front of the team, his voice low and powerful.  He was wearing a worn-out chainmail suit, with signs of wear and tear on the corners.  Of course he has the ability to replace it with a more exquisite and stronger armor, but tonight, he is willing to wear this family armor and die heroically.  "Follow His Highness and serve the motherland." The same low voice came. The Anlan soldiers stood solemnly and tried to stay quiet to avoid leaking the news.  But Caldera knew that they didn¡¯t need to be so careful. Everything was arranged and nothing could stop them.  Footsteps sounded, and another group of people filed in. The leader was the "Blood Rose" spy Rubion.  There were only dozens of people behind him, and the rest of the spies had already gone to carry out the orders and were hiding in the dark.  "The troops were divided into three groups," Lubiang approached and held out three fingers. "Two hundred people attacked the outpost at the mouth of the valley, one hundred people went to carry the magic array disk, and the other troops concentrated on taking down the 'Lightwalker's Road' and assisting  Master Turanze set up the formation." "Understood," Caldera nodded slightly, turned around and said, "Brothers, the time for revenge has come. Hundreds of thousands of Snowton troops will be imprisoned in the south of the Cast Iron Mountains.  Both the Holy See and the Light will sufferand we only need to do one thing, blow up the 'Lightwalker's Road' and destroy this only north-south passage!" "Blow it up and destroy everything!"  He roared in a low voice, looking enthusiastic and gearing up.  "Most of us will die for this, including me," Caldera raised his hand and continued, "But so what? Our blood will be spilled here, and our deaths will be  Remember, our deeds will be spread all over the world, letting everyone know that An Lan is still there" "An Lan is still there!" The soldiers cheered with excitement.  "Warriors, let's go," Caldera knocked on his chest with one hand and bowed to them, "?The country hates you, and the only thing is death.  " "The only way to avenge the country is to die.  "The last group of warriors in Anlan repeated these words and left separately. On this windy and snowy night, they will burst out with the most passionate shouts, letting the world see the bloody nature of the men in this pastoral country.  People were walking on the streets of the town. Everyone was sent out, and Caldera also led a troop to capture the magic workshop. There were what they needed most, boxes of activated "bombs."  "Array. That was not such a difficult task. The number of defenders was not large, and the seemingly tight defense system had already been discovered and would not cause any trouble. To ensure safety, they even brought Turanze with them.  The hand-made enchanted props, the wind array disk that can release coma poisonous gas, are used by Onissa to deal with Allegri, Mastur to deal with Darnion, and the last leader in the valley, the old mayor Brooke, is used by Rubian.  Taking charge personally. Based on the information provided by Collison, Rubion sneaked into Brooke's house silently, and the black light was turned off. The old magician must have fallen asleep. He listened patiently for a while, but still huddled aside.  Brook pushed the door open and walked out. He was in the perfect position to launch a fatal sneak attack. At the same time, Turanze landed on a hillside in the north of the valley and looked down, just in time to see the "sneak light".  "Master?"  "From behind a pine tree, old Duke Van Hinkel turned around and said hello. "Your Excellency, are you here in person?  "This journey allowed Turanze to see the power of the old Duke, and even his tone was a little respectful. This is very rare for him. "Over there, there is a squadron of garrison stationed," Fan Xin said  Kerr smiled and pointed casually, "Prepare a large spell to surprise them, and our troops will follow.  " "But I have to save my strength to take over the Tower of Wind" Turanze was obviously hesitant. For him, the Tower of Wind is the most important thing. As for the "Path of the Light-stalker", it does not lie with him.  "This is the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess," Van Hinkel took out his trump card, "Besides, Her Royal Highness has other arrangements that will not delay the Tower of Wind.  "    "Oh well.  "Turanze nodded reluctantly and sang in a low voice. The light blue wind magic power surged around him, and the snow on the treetops was blown and fell rustlingly. " Van Hinkel's mysterious voice  With a smile, he waved his hand and ordered, and the troops composed of Anlan warriors and Buyada secret agents moved forward quietly, with only the last few hundred steps left to the garrison camp. ¡°It¡¯s time to attack.  "The old Duke reminded softly. He stood on the hillside with his hands behind his hands, and the strong wind roared past, like a giant beast, rushing towards the camp at the bottom of the mountain. "I am Caldera, the commander of the Valley Guard.  Where is the commander?  "In front of the magic workshop, the middle-aged Earl shouted in a serious tone, "Open the door quickly, I have an order signed by the Lord.  " The captain of the sentry inspected it and found that it was indeed Lord Allegri's signature and seal. This couldn't be easier for Onissa. Although he didn't understand why the magic array disk had to be moved overnight, the Lord's order  Not to be violated, he quickly ordered his men to open the strong iron gate, and at the same time let go of the last line of defense. At the southern end of the river valley, on the forest path, Darnion was breathing rapidly, holding a rune ice blade in each hand, but he could not stop the horse.  Stuer's mercury-dropping offensive(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: (hurried update.)
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