Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127: Finishing Work Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127: Finishing Work “Do you know who I am?”
Longsword held his sword in one hand, his body emanating a murderous aura!
Lowell Tennyson’s fa was resounding, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mount Shu and Skyslaughter Sect.
Ordinary martial arts sects would retreat three houses away upon hearing the na of Lowell Tennyson.
Yet the man in front of him dared to kill his sword servants!
“I do,” Devlin extinguished a cigarette butt beneath his foot, saying indifferently, “The man I’m killing today is your Lowell Tennyson’s person.”
“You…”
Longsword felt both sha and anger!
He had lived for decades, and this was the first ti soone had threatened him!
“Arrogant fool!
You dare kill my sword servant.
Today, I shall show you what Lowell Tennyson is capable of!”
With that, he unleashed a sword strike that split the air!
“Take him down!”
Devlin quickly dodged.
Leaning against a tree, he pulled out a cigarette from his breast pocket and lit it silently.
He still had a full pack of cigarettes, seeing as Brysen Beaumont hadn’t stolen them.
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“Ah, I’ve been craving a smoke a bit too much lately,” he sucked in a puff and couldn’t help coughing.
Clang!
In front of him, Longsword and the n in black were entangled in combat!
For a mont, flashes of fire flickered!
The Longsword clanged incessantly against the n’s steel knives, sparking off bursts of sparks.
The high-tech augnted n in black operated in a highly disciplined manner.
They constantly changed their formation, interpreting data fed to their chips through their eyes, beginning to counter moves on the fly!
Although these n were far inferior to Grandmaster Longsword in combat capability,
Still, they were nurous!
As the saying goes, even a fierce tiger fears a pack of wolves.
The near-flawless attack pattern of the n in black was giving Longsword a tough ti.
A flurry of blade glimrs and shadows of swords darted past, adorning the lonely night.
“Damn it!
Just who are you!”
The more he fought, the more Longsword realized sothing was off.
The n in black’s offense and defense had no gaps, no matter how he fought, he couldn’t find a breakthrough.
“Break!”
Finally.
Longsword flung his sword out, sending out countless streams of Sword Qi!
This was his signature skill, Sword Qi Coming from the East!
In an instant, the night wind stirred!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The three n in black closest to him were blown away, blood mist spraying from their bodies.
Seizing this opportunity, Longsword leaped into the air to reclaim his sword and charged straight at Devlin!
Catch the leader to catch the thief!
If he could capture the leader, he could at least find out who the opponent was!
Considering they knew he was an elder of Lowell Tennyson and dared to take the life of a sword servant,
It indicated they weren’t worried about retaliation from Lowell Tennyson.
Yet in the whole wide world, there were only a few sects that dared to disregard Lowell Tennyson like this!
Who could it be?
Those n in black were even more odd!
Longsword, who had traveled the world for decades, had never seen such tactics!
“Hand over your life!”
He bellowed, a single hand wielding his sword with unstoppable force!
“Heh.”
Faced with the sword that thrust directly at him, Devlin didn’t evade but instead smiled faintly.
When they were less than five ters apart!
He suddenly raised his right hand!
In his hand, there was a box of concealed weapons.
Swoosh!
The darts shot out fiercely!
“Damn it!”
Clang!
Longsword twisted his body in mid-air, slightly adjusting his Longsword.
Just managing to knock down the flying darts!
But just as he thought he could capture the opponent,
Devlin suddenly lowered his head.
A steel knife appeared out of nowhere!
Blades clashed.
Longsword used the force to retreat sharply.
“Just who are you!”
Looking at the n in black standing behind Devlin, for the first ti Longsword felt fear.
He was not afraid of experts, even looking forward to duels with them!
He always had full confidence in his strength.
But now, he felt sothing was very wrong.
His opponents didn’t seem like normal people.
Ordinary people couldn’t be dozens strong without any flaws in their attacks!
Everything seed as if it had already been rehearsed.
“I told you before,” Devlin said with hands clasped behind his back, his voice cold, “The man killing you.”
Then he commanded, “Go!
Make it quick and decisive!”
Swoosh!
Dozens of n instantly grabbed their steel knives, and began to charge like madn!
“If you want to kill , you’ll have to lose a layer of skin!”
The Sword Fanatic clutched his Longsword tightly in both hands and took a deep breath!
“Break!”
Szzt!
A wisp of mist-like Sword Qi shot through the air!
Thud!
Ahead, several n in black were sent flying backward.
But to the Sword Fanatic’s disbelief, these n stood up again after falling to the ground!
They were like unkillable cockroaches!
“Impossible!”
His eyes widened, profoundly shocked!
With a single sword strike, even a Grandmaster injured by this Sword Qi would lose their ability to fight for a short ti.
But these n in black were not Grandmasters at all!
In his mont of astonishnt, killing intent surged from behind him!
The acute senses of a Grandmaster allowed the Sword Fanatic to turn and strike with his sword!
He swung with full force!
Clang!
Sparks flew.
The n in black fell in heaps.
Yet the remaining n, as if they could not feel pain or fear, rushed up like madn!
And those who had just been injured by the Sword Qi were attacking once more!
“I want to see just what the hell you creatures are!”
The Sword Fanatic held the sword in his left hand, fiercely flicking the hilt with the middle finger of his right hand!
Whoosh!
The Longsword flew through the air!
The man in black at the forefront was impaled by the Longsword!
“Break!”
The Sword Fanatic followed up, grabbing the hilt with his right hand and forcefully jerking it upward!
Swish!
With a loud noise.
Blood, mixed with steel prosthetics, scattered all over the ground.
This man in black finally died on the ground.
And the lens on his face was still flickering non-stop.
“How can this be!”
The Sword Fanatic held the Longsword, dumbfounded as he stared at the blood and tal mixed in front of him.
In his eyes, disbelief was brimming.
Ptui!
Caught off guard, he was struck heavily in the back by a blade!
Whoosh!
The Sword Fanatic spun around with a backhanded sword strike!
Sword Qi soared!
The man in black exploded into pieces.
Similarly, steel scattered on the ground.
“Damn it!”
The Sword Fanatic had traveled the world for many years but had never seen such monstrosities.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Despite being a Great Grandmaster, the Sword Fanatic was still pressed to the ground due to the injury on his back, as nurous long knives slashed down from the sky.
Crack!
Capitalizing on the mont, the n in black crushed his leg bones!
“You dare kill , Lowell Tennyson will not let you monsters off…”
The Sword Fanatic, his eyes red, looked at the man in black in front of him.
His eyes were filled with seething hatred!
For an elder of Lowell Tennyson to be captured by a group of monsters—what a disgraceful humiliation!
“It’s the age of technology now.”
Devlin approached the Sword Fanatic, leaning slightly, “You always have to keep up with the tis…
As it turns out, what is Lowell Tennyson or a Great Grandmaster worth?
I’m just an ordinary person, barely a novice Martial Artist.
Yet now, it’s you kneeling on the ground, not .”
“Shaless!”
The Sword Fanatic roared in anger.
He tried to struggle, but his body was firmly restrained!
“Oh, right!”
Devlin searched the Sword Fanatic’s body and quickly pulled out a mobile phone.
“You’ve always wanted to know who I am, haven’t you?”
He whispered in the Sword Fanatic’s ear, “I am Devlin, but the one who killed you is Mad Dragon.”
Ptui!
Having said that.
Devlin pierced the Sword Fanatic’s chest with a sword.
“You…”
Until death, the Sword Fanatic’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
Thump!
The Longsword was withdrawn.
The Sword Fanatic fell to the ground.
Afterward, Devlin took out a golden dragon mask from his chest and placed it on his face.
He adjusted the mask in front of the screen and began recording a video.
Once done, he sent it to the Valley Master of Lowell Tennyson.
“Wrap it up!”
Whoosh!
Devlin smashed the mobile phone with a dart.
Then, he dropped a cigarette butt on the Sword Fanatic’s body.
Taking his n, he disappeared into the night.
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