Illimitable Until Death

The breeze swept from the distant sky and swept across the green lawn, causing the flowers and trees to sway.

On the lawn, it stands opposite Wilhelm.

Only three meters away.

The knight's sword is in all hands.

The bright tip of the sword pointed at each other, standing so opposite Wilheim that his eyes met in the middle of the sky.

No friction out of the spark.

No hostility.

At this time, the emotions that flooded between the two hearts seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving the old man and the young man with an incredibly calm look.

In contrast to the performance of calm, the surrounding air also appears a little silent.

If someone was watching, they would hold their breath for the atmosphere in front of them.

Spin, break the stiffness that has been maintained.

“So...”

Wilheim's eyes suddenly sharpened.

“Coming!”

The swords of the mountains swept away from the old man.

“Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink! ”

Along with the phenomenal roar, the legend known as the "Sword Ghost" broke through the atmosphere, turning the whole person into a whirlwind and rushing in the direction of the square.

“Huh...”

Faced with the swordsmanship and momentum of the mountain fall, the square just smiled back, and then, without retreating, the body was shaped into a shadow and greeted up.

“…”

The icy arc shines on the sharp knight's sword.

“…”

The faint sound of the broken sky rose.

The two shadows of the wind were just like that, turning a distance of three meters between winks to zero.

Then, a sudden encounter.

“Psst! ”

In the crisp sound of the exchange, the sharp knight's sword cut open the atmosphere, as if it were a flash, with a heavy collision.

In the splashing spark, both the square and Wilheim's body took a small step back, but immediately stabilized themselves, feet tight, and proceeded again.

“Psst! ”

In the broken wind, the knight's sword in Wilheim's hand turned into a continuous blade of light, like a meteor in the same path, forming a stormy sword curtain that swept in the direction of the square.

That's amazing.

Just like sharpening a sword as a bullet, a blade that is impervious to the wind is released from Wilheim's hands in order to cast a massive sword shadow at a dazzling speed, like a wind wave, at the enemy in front of him.

Therefore, it is only a brief moment, all the glasses in front of the square field of view are replaced by a thorny sword light, making the eye mask painful.

However, each sword was clearly seen.

Looking at the sword curtain that had been rained like a storm, his eyes flashed slightly, just lifting the knight's sword in his hand, as if he were going to hit the sword curtain that could make a living man a thoroughbred, deceiving himself.

“Choke ————! ”

The next second, the knight's sword in the hand of the square also turned into a flash, like a moonlight, with the sword of delight, and turned towards that shadow.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The ringing of the bells of gold and iron acoustically waves, reverberating in all directions.

The most violent way to strike that sword curtain is like chopping off a meteor, flashing a windy, rainy sword to smash it down, stirring up strong energy.

“Beautiful! ”

Wilheim's eyes lit up, tight as a rock, full of majesty, and finally a smile appeared on his face, but his eyes became more sharp, as if he were going to crush the enemy completely, stepping out one step and bringing the tall and powerful body closer together.

Immediately afterwards, the terrible sword flashes were once again released from Wilheim's hands, forming a dazzling sword screen, raw and covered in the square.

And the speed is even more amazing.

This is who once defeated the previous Sword Saint and served as the leader of the Knights of Kingsguard, known as the Sword Ghost.

With such swordsmanship alone, those who are able to confront it in the face are destined to have only a very small part.

Perhaps, in the realm of Sword, only Reinhardt, known as the strongest Sword Saint of all time, is truly capable of surpassing this Sword Ghost.

There's no comparison, is there?

After all, they are not good at swordsmanship at all.

However, if the assassination technique is the best, then no one in this world can do the same.

The killer technique known as seven-night assassination technique, which stands for the "arm" part, the flashing sheath technique, can also be used today, if not with a dagger, but with a sword-type weapon.

“Buzz...”

The next moment, amidst some tremors in the air, the knight's sword, flashing a cold arc, cut through the space and turned into a storm of sword blades, scratching forward.

“Flashing sheath - octagonal glasses...”

In a nutshell, that's kaleidoscope.

Kaleidoscopes are a principle of refraction and reflection using light to create a variety of spectacular phenomena with different landscapes.

At this moment, the knight's sword in the square is like a kaleidoscope reflecting light, drawing an icy trajectory from the dead corner of the light in a dazzling sword.

So the blade storm meets the curtain of the blade.

“Psst! ”

The amazing sword collision sounded.

With the unstoppable burst of Mars, the crossing of the blade with the blade is like a wild flash, stirring up a light sword shadow.

If Wilheim's sword is a cyclone, then the slap in the side is a storm.

The cyclone meets the storm, completely turning the surrounding area into a meat grinder.

No meat grinders allowed for the presence of third parties.

Once stepped in, it would surely be torn apart by five horses in a short space of time, completely cut into foam and sputtered into the surrounding grass.

“Psst...! ”

Wilheim's thrust still resembles a meteor, a sword passing through a sword, placing heaven and earth over the square.

“Psst...! ”

The slap in the square was transformed into a pure sword dance, like a spinning kaleidoscope, without showing a weak welcome up.

In the shadow of the sword, the tornado and storm of the blade are constantly hitting each other, and they cannot be counted.

Until at some point, the sharp knight sword appeared in space at the same time, in the shadow of the knife light, flashing past and colliding with each other.

“Psst! ”

Heavy steel collisions sound like thunder, shaking the air as it rolls into the earth, causing the wind to blow.

Both Fang Li and Wilheim were struck by a shock, and under strong force they split apart and retreated from each other, finally pulling the distance apart.

Lifting the curtains, their eyes met again in the middle of the sky.

This time, however, their eyes stopped calming and a smile appeared slowly on their faces.