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Above the ground, Fang Qi squirted a blood arrow. In front of him, the sword had already screamed. He knew that he had reached the limit and quickly pressed his hand on the sword. The next moment An azure light falls straight down from the clouds and is included in the sword.

But the three-person combination hit a failure at the moment.

Fang Qi looked palely at Mystryl in the distance, and Ms. Yinlong was also a helpless expression. Although they have tried to overestimate the strength of a wizard Boss, they did not expect the strength of the other party to be more terrifying than expected.

This is just Storm Queen Oratus. And what about Helionov, who is equal to Solomon and William, and is known as the Buga Big Three?

Is this the gap between mortal and Silver Lineage…

A doorway of light opened in the dim sky of Lataki, and Solomon, Logar, Roan, Akas, Ajani and the others went out in succession, suspended in midair, watching the Oratus on the ground.

Oratus also saw these people.

To be exact, she only has Solomon in her eyes.

The Storm Queen sneered aloud: “I finally got it? Solomon, this is what you want? Winged Lion City is dead, the death of the Sasaarland people is just today, but so what, you just need to remember One thing is that the Buga people themselves destroyed themselves -“

“Come on, Solomon, let me see the true strength of your King of Wizard. Let me see the courage of your coward, you are not trying to eliminate Sa Sadr, why not dare to do it?”

Solomon is just about to talk.

But suddenly he stopped and everyone was subconsciously raisings head, but there was nothing in the sky –

only one person.

A youngster wearing a Count coat and carrying a long sword.

The wind whistling under the dark clouds, his long hair flying, his eyes staring at Otras, expressionless.

Just use a steady, light voice to stop and say:

“Oratus, they don’t dare, but I dare.”

……

“Teacher!” Feng Huo struggled to stand up, his voice weak and joy.

Brando is warm, to one’s own student nodded.

Among the crowds, only Thurman and Solomon recognized the other, and others were confused. Until Oratus helped them ask this question. “Who are you?” The storm’s queen, frowns, looked at Brando and asked.

After reaching for the shoulder, hold the handle of Holy Sword, Brando gently pulls out the sword, a light, and shines in the eyes of everyone. “Holy Sword Ordefeiss!” Someone lost the channel.

Brando pointed to Oratus with a sword and said, “Sasaarland people have done a lot of good things in Aouine. I don’t think anyone will come to collect debts?”

“By you?” Oratus snorted slyly.

“I don’t want to talk nonsense,” Brando replied. “Simply, after today, the Sasaarland League will no longer exist.”

“A big tone.” Ajani was frowning after hearing it. Obviously, a mortal tone made her feel a little uncomfortable.

“Great?” Brando turned back, but shook her head at her: “Blood blood, just fine—”

Oratus laughed aloud: “Aouinian? I have never heard of that kind of waste–” but her laughter was immediately stuck, and the color of fear on her face quickly emerged. Behind Brando, the silver lines in the sky emerged, and tens of millions of silver cubes flashed away, sweeping through most of the Lataki in a flash.

It was a force that made everyone feel trembled.

And on this World, there is only one power that makes Sage feel uneasy.

“Have you seen it?”

“…not wrong, then, that is…”

Solomon, Logar, Roan, and Akas were shocked.

The power of existence –

Only the Brando expression calm and composed seems to sink into one’s own sword for everything that is unheard of. He held the sword to the position flush with the chest, holding the sword edge in one hand, the next moment – his person disappeared from the perspective of everyone, leaving only a residual image. Only Akas caught the tremor of that space.

It is like a narrow light in the darkness.

Oratus’s face changed dramatically, and the golden light was getting bigger and deeper in the pupil. She desperately released the thunder, and the square lightning flashed, but the sword edge went all the way, still breaking through the obstacles and coming to her. Oratus screamed and rolled to one side, and the Dark Gold blade crossed it, bringing a bloodline on her arm.

Oratus gritted his backhand and the Thunder whip passed from where Brando was, but Brando disappeared in the first step, still Flash Sword. Oratus is full of fearful retreat, she is not afraid of Flash Sword, but the power of existence has already scared her.

She only wanted to leave this place, but suddenly, there was an unprecedented incitement in her heart, and the alarm was shrill cry.

Oratus turned sharply and immediately saw a similarly narrow sword light.

“This is impossible–!”

Oratus feels that he is going crazy, how can there be such a Swordsmanship in this world?