Assassin’s Chronicle

The fifty-seventh chapter of the battle between men

Under the stars, a silver-skinned old man walked slowly from the other side of the horizon. The silver hair that was more pure than the moonlight danced in the wind, giving a very strange feeling, with a bit of mightyness in the air, not in the world. Also wrapped in a little bit of loneliness.

A long time ago, the Ma’s Empire and the Seisha Empire had two outstanding powers at the same time. They were in the square and the world. People used the word 'lion' to describe them. The lion of the Semba Empire is the golden knight Shurb Ge, and the lion of the Mao Empire is the great swordsman Philip.

The years are the most ruthless. In the glory of time, the golden knight Shulberg has been dying, even if he is still a lion, it is also a lion that has lost its teeth and polished its claws, and finally to protect Edward. VIII died in the hands of Sol, and what is left with Philip, who is famous at the same time as Schulberg, and is quite old?

An Fei’s figure has appeared in Philip’s field of vision. As the distance gradually approaches, a desperate desire to slowly float on Philip’s mind. He is very clear that he has no advantage over Anfei’s confrontation. He can even say that he is greeted. It was a fierce battle, but he had no other choice. For this day, he had waited long enough.

"Mr. Philip is really an honest person." An Fei smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. It was not that he had deep hatred between him and Philip. The road was ruthless. At this moment, Anfei has entered. A new realm.

Philip really dared to go to the meeting alone. This is not out of Anfei’s expectation. Philip has no helper here. West is suffering for his own affairs. He can’t help him, find Beieri and Sol. Philip, who has always been arrogant, can't do anything that ruins himself. He is a good person or a bad person. At least he is a person who defends his dignity, even if he has to pay the price of death.

"What about Susanna?" Philip asked coldly.

"This is a battle between men and men. I don't want others to get involved, including her." An Fei's eyes swept on Philip and finally fell on Philip's hand. It was a blue ribbed, full of The hand of the old spot is enough to prove how far Philip has gone downhill.

"Your courage is very big, I am not afraid that I will tell you about your invitation." Philip said in a word: "How do you explain when you arrive?"

"His Philip. You should be completely clear, I am kind." An Fei faintly said: "I am still young, my strength and understanding of this world rule are progressing all the time, and you You are just the opposite of me. The later you come today, the weaker your strength is, and it is even more unfair to you. Am I right?” An Fei’s words were hypocritical. He has to deal with Philip, not to give Philip a fair, but to consider it in the future.

Next year, many top peaks will join hands to fight against Minos I, and Philip will gradually weaken because of his strength. It has been excluded from the circle. Conversely, when many of the top peaks gathered in Greenwich Island, Philip's checks and balances were also at their lowest point. If he goes crazy at that time, he will bring a huge threat to Chris! Therefore, Anfei decided to completely remove this hidden danger at this moment.

Philip did not answer, only took his sword.

"Actually, I don't have to stand here, time will do it for me, I can wait, I can wait." Anfei smiled: "But... you are a warrior, the warrior should die on the battlefield. Instead of lying in bed and fighting with the disease. I tried to fulfill you, are you still not satisfied?"

"So, I want to thank you too?" Philip sneered: "Do you still want to thank you for killing my grandson?"

"Of course." An Fei nodded. "What kind of virtue is Zeda? You don't know? The contradiction between several princes is getting sharper now. Even if Zeda can live to this day, it is also an idiot that is used by people!"

"Fart!!" Philip was really a fierce fire, a little bit, his sword has been squirted, with the white temperament popping out. A sword spurred out. Straight to the front of the Anfei.

An Fei’s hands still crossed his chest and took a step in the oblique thorn. Avoiding Jianmang with a difference of a millimeter, he smiled and said: "Is it officially started?"

"Give me death!" Philip sighed and slammed into Anfei. He had already noticed his mistake and fought in the way of releasing swordsman. His physical strength and vindictiveness were far less reproducible than young people. He will only collapse faster.

Anfei’s right hand was a trick, and a huge battle axe appeared in his hand. Then the tomahawk greeted Philip’s swords with no fancy, and slammed into the air. Anfei’s body shape did not move, but Philippe retired seven or eight steps.

"If three months ago, I can at most let you back three or four steps." An Fei said faintly: "This is the gap between you and me. I am just rising sun, and you are already fast. Sinking into the horizon." When it comes to strength, Anfei wants to take a big advantage. There is no need to trample Philip's confidence, but it is his habit to hurt his opponent, not just the weapon in his hand.

"Roll your mother!" Philip looked out, and rushed to the top, and dared to go to the appointment alone, enough to prove that Philip is a real old man. In the natural lions, the lions often encounter the challenge of stray lions, but the lions never retreat, even if they know that they are not opponents, they must fight for their own dominance, Philip is also like this, but he is It is not the power, but the dignity of oneself.

The sleek Jianfeng made a sharp whistle under Philip's full-strike, and Philip's body was completely smothered in the air. He couldn't see his face. Only the silver hair of Zhang Yang was still so arrogant. Ernest's swordsmanship is characterized by its singularity. Philip's characteristics are similar to Ernest's, but Ernest is relatively calm, and Philip's big opening is full of fearless power. .

An Fei is as fast as a walk in the sword rain made by Philip, and the elemental turbulence has never been formed, which means that Anfei does not use the full force.

The battle group formed by ALF and Phillips rolled in the square of the kilometer. The place where the sand was flying and the stone was even smashed by Philip’s sword light. In the eyes of ordinary people, Anfei was beaten without any help. But the two parties are well aware.

I don't know how long it took, and Anfei suddenly sighed and slammed the battle axe with both hands and greeted Philip's sword. The feeling was very weird, like a crazy wild dog screaming at the throat. In general, the violent storm-like offensive launched by Phillips came to an abrupt end, and the entire figure was retired for more than a dozen steps before it barely stabilized.

"Actually... I also have my own concerns." An Fei smiled and said: "But until now, no one has ever stopped the battle between us. This means that they have already defaulted the facts. Do you understand what this means? Your Majesty finally decided to give up on you."

Philippe had to be arrogant and his body was shot like an arrow to Anfei. As for what Anfei said, he didn't want to think about it. He only wanted to fly to death.

There was still no emotion in An Fei’s eyes, and his body shape swung away, avoiding Philip’s momentum and picking up the battle axe to Philip’s neck.

Philip's wrist flicked, and the long sword once again pointed to An Fei. It was a desperate play. When An Fei's battle axe fell on his neck, his sword would also pierce A's chest.

Philip wanted to fight hard, but Anfei couldn't fight, the battle axe returned, and the figure disappeared in front of Philip, and at the same time appeared behind Philip, the two people's bodies could only be put together one foot apart. An Fei did not look back. With the battle axe's gain, the axe handled Philip's midfielder.

In the previous battle, Philip had lost a lot of physical strength and vindictiveness, and the reaction speed was somewhat sluggish. Moreover, the timing of the release of Anfei’s momentary movement was just right. Before Philip responded, the axe handle had broken Philip’s The body is vindictive and straight into the Philip's lower back.

Philip made a tragic sound, his body suddenly turned over, and the long sword stabbed the back of Anfei.

Although the axe handle is also very sharp, but it is far less than the sword front, and Philip has a body-protecting temper, the axe handle only penetrates into the inch, but Phillips forcibly turns around and the bad thing, the axe handle draws a horizontal direction on the Philip waist side. The blood trough, the blood poured out like spring water. But at this moment, Philip has become crazy, he does not care how much he suffered, he only cares if he can take Anfei together.

An Fei still didn't turn around, and the axe slammed down to the front of the space. At the moment when Philip's sword was about to pierce his back, his figure disappeared again and appeared behind Philip. The battle axe in his hand is on the back of Philip.

An Fei successively released two moments of movement, not only the timing was clever, but the movement was as smooth as the flow of water, the connection was extremely compact, and it was calculated that Philip's change, from the real decision to kill Philip to the present, but between the fingers Then it ended the unfair battle of this strength!

An Fei's moves may not be as violent as Philip, and not as strong as Susanna, but what he masters is a complete and thorough killing skill!

Philip took advantage of the hilt and barely maintained his balance. On his back, blood spurted down, dyed his silver hair and dyed his armor. Philip wanted to turn around and finally look at Anfei. Unfortunately, his body has been planted uncontrolled to the ground.