Blood Princess and the Knight

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"Hey, come and take a look, there is a fool here who wants to be a hero?" The troll man winked and looked at the armored man outside the door with a sinister tone.

He moved his neck a little, and there was a clicking sound. He clapped his fingers, and the heavy steps seemed to make the ground tremble slightly with each step.

"Little one, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?" The troll man leaned down and leaned close to his ear provocatively.

"Qiang responded with the sound of a sword being drawn.

"Hahahaha, don't you think that the toothpick in your hand can hurt me?"

"Kakaka!" Following the sound of bones being broken and flesh being twisted, the troll man's contemptuous and provocative expression froze on his face.

The cold feeling that penetrated his chest was deep and real.

[Destroy the Demon-----Crimson Memorial]

The silver sword blade with exquisite carvings easily penetrated the troll's chest, turned the hilt, and shattered the tissues and bones in its body, thus causing a "creep, creak, creak" sound of bone breaking.

"Oh oh oh!" The troll man's two big eyeballs almost squeezed out of their sockets, and what was contained in them was Osiri's pain.

"Kakaka

Brush!!" The cross sword flashed with dazzling silver light and slashed out from the troll's shoulder, instantly removing one of the troll's arms.

The troll man's eyes were blurred after losing his power. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground. His huge head hung helplessly, like a prisoner on death row about to be executed.

Immediately afterwards, the cross sword moved in a coherent manner without any stagnation, and the silver light flashed towards the neck.

A huge head flew out, and the body with its head missing shook a few times before slowly falling to the ground, with fluid gurgling from the fracture.

"You! Thief, how dare you? ?" The remaining two trolls were shocked and angry. They bared their teeth and immediately showed the weapons they carried behind them. For a moment, they forgot the purpose of coming here.

The diners in the store held their breaths at the shocking scene in front of them.

Ji Bai glanced at the cross silver sword - there was not a drop of body fluid on it, and the sword reflected a cold light through the sunlight.

It is a good sword, the quality is even as good as my own holy sword - Tianfeng.

Looking at the two trolls who were glaring at him, Ji Bai kicked away the headless corpse at his feet, a cold light flashing in the seams of his helmet.

If it were in the past, facing the siege of three trolls, even Ji Bai would have to consider turning on [Tianhui].

At this time, Xiao Sha, who was hiding around a corner and silently observing the farce, was also stunned. In her impression, Ji Baiqiang was just referring to the Asian cat tribe and the human tribe, facing the two There shouldn't be much benefit from being the mainstay of a caste - the gap between castes is difficult to bridge.

Looking at that majestic figure, Xiao Sha's eyes were full of energy. She always felt that her uncle's fighting style was a little different, compared to the previous fighting style.

Standing there was still the knight in inferior armor, but his shadow turned into another person.

[Demon Judgment], a sword technique uniquely created by the God-killing Warriors of the Second Age. It is said that this sword technique is used to kill gods. The opponent's strength is several times stronger than one's own, and the killing effect will be doubled accordingly. Double. "male

So far, this sword technique has been lost for nearly two eras.

What Ji Bai gained from the memory of the ancient unknown dark knight was not only the memory about the context of the world.

The dark knight in front of him is proficient in various ancient swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship, he is ranked second, and no one dares to be called first.

He integrated the ancient martial arts swordsmanship he had learned throughout his life and combined it with his own ideas and consciousness to create this unique swordsmanship - [Demon Decision].

The knowledge about this type of swordsmanship and related concepts have been completely introduced into Ji Bai's mind.

The extent of its use is no less than that of the founder of this swordsmanship.

The only difference between Ji Bai and the unknown warrior of the Gulan tribe was in factors such as strength, physique, and his own class.

In terms of skills, Ji Bai, who has perfectly acquired the memories of the warriors of the Gulan tribe, is almost the same as the original owner. Although he is far from reaching the power released by the original owner due to external factors such as strength and physique, it is enough to deal with these small fish and shrimps.

"You, who are you? Are you also a demon? We have no grievances against you, so why do you come here to run wild? Do you think you can be exempted from other aspects?" The troll man was furious, pointing at Ji Bai and asked.

Although it shouldn't be at this time, the onlookers on the street and the diners in the store who could see the situation unfolding saw the body with the head missing. They felt sick and wanted to vomit. At the same time, they felt happy, and the long-standing suffocation in their hearts disappeared. A feeling of excitement.

"Oh! I understand, you are a member of that group of anti-regime elements, right? Just in time to unscrew your head and take it back to the police! The troll man roared angrily and stamped his thick feet on the ground (as if all the people on the street The house was shaking slightly.

Facing the two furious troll soldiers, Ji Bai made an unexpected move.

He put the cross silver sword into its scabbard, turned around and ran away. When he reached the corner, he didn't forget to pick up Xiaosha who was watching the theater and put it under his arm.

"Wow~ Uncle Xianshi, you are so powerful, can't you solve it on the spot? Why are you running?

"You little girl, three trolls died in a shop. What do you think?

How will the local troll government deal with the father and daughter who opened the shop?" Ji Bai glanced at Xiaosha who was held under his arm, although he couldn't see her

From his expression, you can feel the perfunctory tone in his tone, which is like communicating with a mentally retarded person.

"Woooooo~~" Xiaosha was very unhappy about this. She turned her head and thought about it, but couldn't seem to find the words to refute.

"By the way, is the old man okay just now?" Thinking of this, Xiao Sha couldn't help but feel worried.

"I don't know." Ji Bai told the truth. After all, the second-level sub-cat tribe cannot rely on their own common sense to figure out the existence.

According to human standards, half of the life was lost after just that kind of tossing. This is not necessarily the case for the sub-cat tribe, but one cannot jump to conclusions casually.

"Dong dong dong!" Feeling the sound coming from the soles of his feet, Ji Bai knew that the two brothers behind him were chasing him closely without turning around.

Just after turning a corner, Ji Bai was driven into a dead end.

Turning around, the two mountain-like figures blocked all the sunlight shining into the alley entrance.

"Hehe, run? Little cockroach, why don't you keep running?" The two trolls holding maces laughed when they saw Ji Bai running into a dead end.

"Little cockroach, look how I tear off all your limbs!

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Ji Bai put down Xiao Sha, drew out the cross silver sword, and faced the two trolls, his eyes became cold.

"Whoosh!!" Two inaudible air vibrations came from the air.

Then, something incredible happened.

The trolls, who were as big as two mountains, froze their smiles and then fell to the ground, splashing gray sand all over the ground.

Ji Bai was slightly startled.

I haven’t taken action yet, what’s going on? ?

The sudden coldness on his neck made him raise his gaze. On the walls on both sides of the dead end, there were demi-cat people with scars on their eyes and cold faces looking down at him.