The Amber Sword

Under this sip, Brando felt like he was burning all over the place. When he stepped on the ground on the square, he felt like an ancient Greek hero, Hercules the demigod, and 'bang’ broke half the square. Through this force he rose and fired forward like a shell, and beneath his feet, the square burst downward into a depths of five or six meters.

The three elders were trying to catch up with the Jade Sword, but seeing the slabs flying out of Brando's feet due to the breakdown of the square was horrifying:

“What the fuck is this? ”

He couldn't help but whisper loud words at this time. Then he turned the long sword table pong and kowtowed all those tablets. A round of swords danced down and found his hands shaking slightly.

Looking at the Seven Elders, it turns out that they've been buried under the rubble.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

But Brando didn't realize the three elders who had been thrown behind him. Seriously, his brain was chaotic now, and the power of the gin was so frightening that it didn't give him time to react at all, and what made him cry -- the Tyrmouths seemed to get used to it, didn't even warn him beforehand ——

Yeah, the golden liquid that the goddess of martial arts collects from the wind and dew, it's a beautiful wine made for the brave spirits, and since it's wine, how can there be no side effects —— the obvious side effects are drunkenness?

And this is the wine of God, and its power does not need to be overstated.

Brando was in a state where his sober mind was completely lost, leaving him with an instinct like an animal intuition, an instinct that sensitized him to the dangers around him, remembering his only purpose before:

That's stopping that bloody guy from summoning that damn sword!

The way he chose was simple and straightforward.

With a liquor, a fanatical imprint, an open--

Even some impatiently threw the long sword in his hand against his hand, making the blazing sword look like a golden flowing cloud flame to the three elders behind him, who had been able to fight back and forth with Brando and face the sword directly unresponsive and were punched through the abdomen.

Fortunately, the sword has been removed without the power of any law, it is only a simple physical injury, otherwise the elder of this unfortunate haunted car will probably die at this moment.

Forgive me, but he also fell painfully over his stomach and passed out with his eyes closed.

After the golden flame passed through him, it hit a wooden crane just behind him, cut one into two, fell flashly, and then hit the rear stretching towards the stack bridge in the bay that was burning with the bear, which was raw split with the sea surface.

‘Wow’ sounded loud, and after Odefis disappeared into countless pieces of flame, the broken sea fell like two separate walls, forming countless white whirlpools on the sea surface.

But Brando didn't even look at the scene. He stared at the eleven elders who were still sweating and kneeling on their knees at the side of the battlefield, holding the golden trumpet with their hands, and hit him directly with one end.

“You're dead...! ”

The eleventh elder screamed and his whole body was torn apart by a bloody rain, scattered across the floor, and a dark painted alternate herder fell in the air, but a moment later the herder also blew apart.

Its owner obviously cannot die anymore.

But Brando raised his head at this time, looking at the wheels in the middle of the sky with two eyes as huge as they were, a terrible pressure descended from the sky and heavily applied to him.

Although the 11th Elder is dead, Brando can clearly see. In the shadow of the Green Dragon, the 11th Elder's soul is clearly full of anger, holding the Blue Jade Holy Sword is pointing at his head.

The other person's lack of openness and lack of breath in the pupil is as if it were a residual will, but sufficient to carry out his lifelong intentions.

Brando was delighted, but he felt his brain was about to burn. As a pure elemental creature, the gold wine used by the Timothy people to celebrate was indeed not acceptable to humans, even to the best of the extreme.

There was a crowd in his head, as if countless heroes in Odin's Golden Palace were celebrating with a glass, his brain heated, the horn lifted and he mumbled and poured, almost half of the wine in the horn.

If there is a Tyrmouth here, just thumbs up against Brando and say a word of persuasion, as if it were a hodget in wine.

Unfortunately, Brando didn't even realize it at this moment. After filling that half-horn of liquor, he was completely unconscious, but the power in his body burned, up to 125 percent of his power boost directly breaking his power attributes.

It can be said that at his peak, in the words of power alone, he can now fight three times at a time.

Only a few cracks were heard rubbing, Brando's top and legs were all ripped apart, revealing the firm muscles inside, his skin was red, like a cooked shrimp, the inner blood rolled, and he actually sounded like thunder.

“Come on, motherfucker! ”

Without exception, Brando started to get drunk, and he held the trumpet and shouted at the blue dragon in the middle of the sky with his head wide open.

Green Dragon is the soul of the Jade Sword, similar to the existence of Ovina, arrogant, how can it be left to a mortal to defame, not to mention at this moment the will of the eleven elders was still there, even though it can not hold the holy sword, but there is no problem in influencing its judgment.

It immediately roared, curling its tail hundreds of meters long, sweeping the blue phoenix in the middle of the sky to one side, and then bandaged its head down towards Brando.

“No!” Mr. Liu, who was connected to Gufeng's heart, was shaken by the blood and breath from the tail of the Jade Sword, but when he saw the scene, he was anxious.

As if a miracle had happened before, he watched Brando take care of the haunted cars, and how could he watch Brando die in this place?

He may have nothing to do with it, but he's the only one who can take the lady away.

Besides, the strength of the other party made him take a heart pill. With such strength, the ghost car can also Miss Nai? As soon as Mr. Liu's heart was in a hurry, he immediately forcibly consumed his life to order Gufeng. Under the circumstances of his desperate efforts, Qingfeng, who already had some retreating intentions, made another cry of clear-cut sound, and opened his wings to chase Qinglong.

But what Brando did at this time made Mr. Liu want to vomit blood.

He saw the young man as if he was drunk - though he was drunk too - coming out of the ground, punched into the holy sword halfway through the sky.

Faced with such provocation, the Jade Sword was naturally furious. He also raised his paws and greeted Brando with his claws. He only listened to a thunderous bang in the middle of the sky, and Brando flew back from wherever he came from like a meteor.

He plunged into the harbor, smashing into a warehouse, smashing the thousands of square metres of the building into smoke and turning it into powder along with the cargo burning inside it.

The half-hot blue dragon smiled coldly. He didn't look at the ancient phoenix he was chasing behind him. He stuck his head directly and chased Brando straight to the position where he fell. Obviously, he was trying to kill him.

As the soul of the last Holy Sword, its combat experience is naturally immense.

Faced with the anger of the nearest god, Brando wow lying in the ruins threw up a breath of blood, only felt the five dirty hearts as if they had all moved positions, but his mind was full of nightmares, there was nothing to fear and other emotions, as if there was nothing left but rage and the will to fight the burning bear in chaos.

I don't know why, but Brando remembers the scene of his war with the Dragon of Dusk, the pure anger and fighting instinct in the chaos, as if it were the same.

He rubbed the blood on the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened. Another turned up, and Green Dragon's claws were falling from the air, but Brando first held up the horn and mumbled and drained the rest of the wine.

Then he roared, and once again he shot directly at the blue dragon in the middle of the sky. One punch hit the right center of the blue dragon claw, and a loud noise as if the sky was broken, even the whole port shook.

But in the gaze of Mr. Liu, Brando was alive to block this blow of the Jade Sword.

Mr. Liu opened his mouth for a moment and didn't know what to say. Then he shook his body slightly and fell to the ground.

After a resounding sound, Qingfeng, who had lost his control, set fire to the flames of the bear and hit the sword from the middle of the sky.

At this moment, Green Dragon is confronted with Brando over the harbor. In a state of total amplification, Brando is like a demon god. His power is now completely inferior to the peak state of a true silver body. In that era, the Jade Sword is naturally the sword of the near god. Its owner wants to be a legendary figure like the Tian Qing Knight. Unfortunately, in this era, honor does not belong to it--

After detecting the ancient phoenix jade behind him, the face of the soul of the Jade Sword finally revealed a hint of hesitation.

But at this time, in a burning alley near the harbor, where no one noticed, several people were running out with their heads in their arms.

The leading lady avoided the hot smoke and rushed out of the square and looked up and couldn't help but shout a surprise: “Found it, Naquel, that's the power of the Emerald Heart! Come on, let's do it. The god's messenger is there. Help him! ”

Not far behind her, the Elf Ranger took a complex look in the air before silently pulling a box out of her arms.

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(PS: Today's two chapters are devoted. Hey, it's the end of the month again, to be honest, it's been in poor condition lately, Cavenka is amazing, and the quality of writing has been dragged down a lot. I have to change my previous estimates to think about life again. However, Amber has dragged on for so long. Besides, I'm really embarrassed to keep you waiting, so I still insist on writing. Anyway, it's good to finally feel a little better in the last few days after a while. I really need to overcome myself. Touch everyone, whine a few words, and ask for next month's ticket.