The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Talos held a sword in one hand, but when passing by a certain warrior, he took a power axe from the opponent's waist.

With a sword in one hand and an axe in the other, Talos' posture surprised his duelists.

"It seems you intend to do this."

Nodding, Urminsk also drew a second sword.

So the duel began.

Urminsk adhered to the concept of preemptive strike, starting with the fastest assault, which caused Talos to retreat again and again for a while.

Huh——!

Ten seconds later, Talos intersected the opponent's chopping with two weapons for the third time.

After that, he used the axe to move the opponent's left-handed sword aside, and then used his own sword to hit Ulminsk's heavy armor with another futile blow.

But the other party was very flexible. A twisted body took off the strength of the sword, allowing the sharp blade to slide away from the ceramic steel layer, leaving nothing but a scratch.

Talos cursed, and just about to pursue it, the opponent's sword was already shot out of the slope.

He could only retreat, but Ulminsk suddenly kicked out, kicking a crack in his chest, and he almost fell like a lightning strike.

Before he could breathe, the power armor flashing with deadly lightning had already struck, and the energy snapped as it released into the air.

Talos both wielded his weapons and slammed the opponent's sword, pushing it down.

The colliding energy stand roared with angry sparks. When Ulminsk raised his left-handed sword to penetrate Talos' helmet, the battle axe suddenly swung upwards, which caught the opponent's hilt.

Talos' intentions were finally realized.

The Lord Midnight pulled the axe backwards and took the long sword from the control of the swordsmen of the Third Legion.

The two backed away again.

Talos still danced with two weapons, stepping on the sword that fell on the ground with one foot, while Ulminsk held the sword with both hands instead.

"You did a great job, think tank, but that's it"

"I think I am going to win."

The Prophet smiled behind his faceplate.

"What do you mean?"

The two fighters began to circle each other around each other, both looking for an opportunity in the opponent, a weakness that could be exploited.

Suddenly, Ulminsk waved his sword, drew an arc, and attacked downward.

Talos fended off the sword, and then launched a counterattack.

With the interlacing of offense and defense in an instant, both sides of the battle are testing the opponent's physical strength.

This time, Talos rushed forward and swung his axe to the bottom plate of Ulminsk in an attempt to attack it.

The swordsman easily blocked the blow, then turned from defense to offense, and slashed towards Talos' abdomen.

The Prophet reluctantly accepted this move, but at the same time his body lost his balance.

Ulminsk quickly caught the mistake and hit the Talos helmet with a metal handguard, knocking it to the ground.

But the swordsman did not pursue the victory, he stopped the attack, allowing Talos to stand up again.

The blood dripped from Talos' nose, then slipped out of the grille.

"But that's it, swordsman."

The two ran into each other again, their weapons slammed into each other, and the hilts and axes locked together.

Urminsk pressed his body over and said to Talos face to face.

"The words you just said are as stupid as you are."

The voice of the swordsmen of the Third Legion was full of anger.

"You are so pathetic."

Talos pushed Urminsk away and swung his battle axe forward, but his opponent easily blocked the attack.

After that, Ulminsk launched a counterattack at a dizzying speed, and each attack was faster and more fierce than the last, and Talos could not tolerate a moment of delay.

The Prophet began to retreat step by step, and he could not parry the attack of the Third Legion's swordsmen like a storm.

"By the way, Faith Freddy and their investigative team, how did you catch them?"

When the two fighters were fighting each other, Huron suddenly said to Soshyang through a duel, his tone was very relaxed, as if he already knew the result.

"The malice of your move is really ingenious."

Knowing what "that trick" the other party was referring to, Soshyang smiled mockingly.

"Remember, they are only the slightest of the methods I have performed against your traitors, Huron."

At this time, the black heart king's tone no longer sounded pleasant.

"is it?"

"Yes, you will see it later."

On the field, Talos finally couldn't support it anymore. He lost his balance and fell to the ground on one knee, only reluctantly resisting another blow to him.

But his half-parry posture only partially blocked the attack. When the swordsman's sharp blade hit his forearm, the prophet roared in pain, and the smell of burning flesh and blood suddenly pierced into the nostrils of the surrounding soldiers.

Although the arm was kept, Talos’ power axe fell off

The final blow, and the most violent blow, hit Talos and fell to the ground.

The swordsman then kicked the "think tank curator" to the ground with a humiliating kick.

Talos almost lost his sword. When he stood up, he managed to strike back with an impromptu heavy blow, but the swordsman easily blocked it.

Then Talos backed away, back some distance from his opponent.

"Can you be more cowardly, the running dog of the false emperor?"

Urminsk has already begun to figure out how to torture his opponents in order to dampen the morale of the astral knights.

He felt the victory, just like countless times in the past, but this time the opponent looks a little weak, and it is not even worth taking the opponent’s first level as a trophy.

"No matter how cowardly I am, at least I will not sell my **** to a tyrant. Everyone knows that Huron is a **** fuck! He only likes little boys and sissy!"

Talos' words really angered Urminsk this time.

He rushed towards Talos with a deadly charge, and the sword in his hand drew an arc that could not be captured by the naked eye.

"You bastard!"

But he didn't notice that the sly light in Talos' eyes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The prophet had predicted his actions, and knew that the swordsman would reveal a small flaw in the fury.

He used cowardly actions to cover up his next tactics. The moment the opponent pounced, he found the gap in the preview, bypassed the swordsman’s angry blow, and pierced his unprotected flanks. .

"you----"

Ulminsk didn't expect this at all, and this sword completely lost his balance.

Talos launched a second stabbing, spinning the sword into the abdomen of the fallen Third Legion fighter, silently enjoying the shock of other fighters.

They no longer looked forward to their brother's victory, but watched him puke his blood all over the deck.

Ulminsk convulsed, blood gushing out of his mouth, he used the last bit of strength to turn around, and looked at Talos with arrogant but desperate eyes.

"why....."

After speaking, the swordsman knelt to the ground first, and then lunged forward.

Talos bent down and stared into the eyes of his opponent, imitating the opponent's final offensive action. This mockery made the Red Pirates roar low.

Huron's claws were even more tightly held together.

"You are too stupid and too stupid, but I am very kind, traitor... confess your sins and curse that tyrant. You will be redeemed, and I may not kill you."

"I... don't confess anything!"

The swordsman coughed up blood and said.

Talos grinned, the sword fell, and his head was harvested.

The team of the astral knights burst into enthusiastic cheers, and Huron's face turned iron blue.