The Black Duke of the Pirate

Just when Mingxiao's tachi was leaning against the second long sword, the third long sword finally came after him from a strange angle, and the news was like lightning.

This was a long-planned combined attack. The three of them were all experienced palace swordsmen. They had rehearsed this type of combined attack countless times.

When Ketok saw this scene, he felt very happy. It would be great if he could be killed with one sword.

The sword light immediately appeared in Mingxiao's eyes.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, a clear voice came from the hall. It was the blond girl next to the king. She was a little frightened after seeing this scene and couldn't help but blurt out.

Ming Xiao was concentrating from beginning to end, and it was naturally impossible to ignore the hidden third blade, but this sharp blade was indeed somewhat beyond his original expectations.

After hearing the girl's exclamation, Mingxia couldn't help but smile, and slightly loosened the sword in his right hand.

He wants to adjust the attack trajectory of Tai Sword.

At this moment, a third long sword with lightning speed rushed towards the eyes. After Dawn's sword that was leaning on the second sword was loosened, she exerted a slight force on her wrist. Suddenly, the second sword that was leaning on the sword was released.

But he was pulled over inexplicably, and he happened to collide with the third long sword that was coming towards him.

The palace swordsman's pupils shrank slightly. It was incredible that such an unconstrained idea of ​​​​swordsmanship could be accomplished just by thinking of it.

clang!

The crisp sound of metal collision resounded throughout the hall, and everyone was stunned, including the old king.

Everyone, including Barron, who knew Mingxiao's strength very well, thought that it was impossible for Mingxiao to dodge this long-awaited attack, but in the end, Mingxiao easily defused the three long swords, using only a sword and a wrist.

With one pull, the combined attack was easily broken.

Others didn't know it, but the three palace swordsmen in the battle were shocked. They felt that the sword in Mingxiao's hand was like magic. It was neither fast nor slow but just right. Moreover, the power coming from the sword was like ocean waves.

The person in the middle seemed to be thrown into a small boat in the waves, shaking constantly.

Just after the third sword was blocked, they were even more shocked. How did this guy do it?

At this moment, the hall was extremely silent, as if you could hear a pin drop very clearly.

call……

The sound of breathing was very soft, but there was a sense of catharsis that had been accumulated for a long time, and the release of flames was like the breath of some kind of creature, which was instantly transmitted to every corner of the hall.

Buzz!

In an instant, the jackdaw in Mingxiao's hand vibrated, and the subtle sound was like the first cry of a seagull passing over the horizon.

The sword held by Mingxiao's right hand shook violently, and the roar in the air became louder and louder. Everyone seemed to hear a soft roar, and saw the black sword in Mingxiao's hand suddenly jump, and under the horrified eyes of the three palace swordsmen.

Flashing through, like swift black tracks, densely intersecting together.

The swords in the eyes of the three palace swordsmen seemed to be left with countless phantoms, covering all sight. It took only a short second for the scene in front of them to gradually disappear, like an illusion.

Shila... At this time, Mingxiao's sword was strangely sheathed.

It seemed like it took a long time for everyone to finally come to their senses from this dream-like delusion, and they all looked at the sword sheathed in the morning with confusion.

"What is this, Reinhardt." Kotok couldn't help but sneered and asked.

"Nothing." Dawn shook her head and glanced at the three palace swordsmen with cold eyes: "They are already dead."

At this moment, tearing, tearing... three sounds were extremely loud, and a thirty centimeter smooth crack appeared on the chests of the three palace swordsmen, all of which were neatly cut open by the sword.

It seemed that a weak air current could be felt around the cut clothes. When the three palace swordsmen saw this scene, they all accepted their fate. Reinhardt was superb in swordsmanship and was able to crush one against three.

"How dare I kill anyone in front of His Majesty?" Mingxiao held the jackdaw in his hand behind his back, looked at Ketok with a smile, and said unhurriedly.

Everyone understands that Reinhardt won the victory simply and neatly. If he kills them, these three people will definitely die.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, we lost." One of the swordsmen put away his sword and said, and the other two swordsmen nodded.

"Okay!" Marlie couldn't help but clapped his hands, "It's incredible, it's incredible."

This was the first time that Marlie showed a different emotion since he came to the main hall. He turned around at dawn and took a few steps forward.

What Mingxiao uses is not a fixed sword move, but another method of drawing a sword to cut based on the solid basic swordsmanship, plus some superb technical assistance, but these require strong strength and super keen five senses.

Only then can it be done.

"I have a powerful swordsman. Only by defeating him can you become the prince's swordsmanship teacher." Ketok said bitterly, and then spat at the three defeated palace swordsmen: "You guys

These three losers, why don’t you get out of here quickly? Aren’t you embarrassed to stay here?”

The three swordsmen's faces were ashen and they walked away with their swords in hand.

A swordsman has the pride of a swordsman. Even if he fails, he cannot be insulted like this.

"That's enough." At this time, Marlie on the throne was finally no longer silent. He looked at Ketok with an extremely dull look: "Smiling at the winner is a gentleman's demeanor."

Ketok choked and lowered his head in response, but his eyes were coldly looking at Marlie on the throne and Dawn on the other side.

"That's it." Marlie said with some panting, and then called the guards over, "I'm tired."

Mar Lie glanced at the people in the hall with distracted eyes, and seemed to take a special look at Ming Xiao. Ming Xiao was a little surprised. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Mar Lie's eyes clearly did not look like that of a seriously ill person.

It's rare that everything he showed was all fake.

As soon as this idea came out, Mingxiao was instantly shocked. If it was really like what he had guessed, then everyone would have fallen into the pit he had set in advance.

"Best regards, Your Majesty the King."

Everyone drank together.

Before leaving, Mingxiao's eyes passed by the blond girl, and there was a hint of cunning in the blond girl's eyes.

"Uncle Ketok."

Clovis shouted. Ketok was just about to leave, so he turned to look at the proud look in Clovis's eyes.

"Walk slowly." Clovis stretched out his right hand and waved it mockingly. This scene made Ketok's anger greatly increased. But on the surface, especially in front of so many ministers of the kingdom, Clovis was still a prince, and he was still a prince.

Clovis's biological uncle.

"Your Highness, please pay more attention to your own safety in the future. After all, when people of unknown origin are around you, who can ensure that there will be no danger." Ketok snorted and turned around to leave.

"Come on, let's go celebrate." Clovis laughed loudly on purpose before a few people left.