Through rain and blood.
The ripples of time echo in the rain.
Ten minutes ago.
Five kilometers away.
In the rain, the wind constantly brings information about the environment!
Speeding past the discordant broken branches in the woods.
Muddy puddles under fallen leaves and flowing water in the forest.
It was not a mud puddle made by falling rain, nor was it a dent made by animals.
Instead, it was a final move to use fighting spirit to muddy up the mud in order to cover up the footprints.
Very clear.
Very 'fresh' too.
The heavy rain continued to destroy all traces, but Alan continued to steadily close the distance with Nakul!
The body smashed the rain curtain!
The chase has lasted for nearly ten minutes, and as Allen rushed faster, the traces left by Nakul in the surrounding environment became more and more obvious!
Alan squinted his eyes and looked at the dark woods in front of him in the rain. The wind blowing in his face had a hint of 'discordant' feedback.
Just like.
There was a slender beast running wildly ahead, disrupting the airflow ahead.
'. We have captured it again, so what should we do next?
The knife light pierced through the rain flow!
Alan swung his sword and smashed it to his side. A tree as thick as a grown man's waist was broken in half and smashed towards him. It was split into two, and Alan's figure shot out from the gap in the middle!
The figure of Nakul in front of him had disappeared from his eyes again, but the information from the environment still kept his eyes firmly fixed on the other party!
"The 21st trap. The Qiba Sect is indeed the Qiba Sect. However, starting from the 12th trap, the frequency of the traps left behind has been increasing."
'Nakul was anxious.'
'His patience was gradually wearing out because I was completely different from the Water God Style swordsmen he had encountered before. Generally speaking, the Water God Style swordsmen were not fast and mainly focused on defense and counterattacks. So from the time he threw people to block my steps, to every trap he set afterwards, he wanted to take advantage of my "Water God Style" thinking inertia against the enemy to make me stop and give up the pursuit battle that the Water God Style should not be good at.'
"I didn't expect that I was not a typical Water God Swordsman at all, and my fighting spirit life span clearly exceeded the expectations of this veteran Swordsman."
'In the original novel, Nakul was only called the Northern King when he was with Judd. It can be seen that most of his methods need to be used together with his brother to exert the power of the Northern King, so he is called the 'Double Swords'. When people are panicked, they will always subconsciously look for their comfort zone, so his first choice for escape must be the direction where Gilenu is, where he can find his most comfortable means of fighting the enemy! '
'I don't know what's happening to Gilenu right now? But there's no doubt that Gilenu's location is not far away, judging by Nakul's anxious state.'
"If I let these two people join together, if Gileno is not in good condition, they may escape. In more serious cases, if Gileno cannot participate in the battle, I may even be killed."
'So, before we meet Gileno, we need to create conditions to kill him. Time is running out!'
As the rumbling sound of trees falling to the ground sounded behind him, Alan's dark gray pupils flashed with an ambiguous color.
At the same time, similar thoughts and ideas were heard simultaneously in front of us!
'So, before you meet Judd, you need to find a chance to kill him. Time is running out!'
When faced with unknown and uncontrollable variables, people's reactions are often similar.
That is the emotion called fear!
Alan was afraid of Gileno's situation and decided to kill Nakul first. Didn't Nakul have the same idea?
But now the feeling of fear has come to an end!
Because the spring called 'Temptation' has been pressed to the bottom!
Nakul dodged past a tree, feeling the blade flashing behind him, and his tense face finally broke into a smile.
"Throwing away that woman gave me time to set the first trap, and then twenty-one in a row. The test worked! Although it was not obvious, the kid's knife swinging movement was sluggish, and he was intentionally protecting his neck. Did he use his fighting spirit to squeeze the wound? Did he force himself to chase after me? He really has confidence."
"He has the highest level in the Water God Style, but he has the reckless mind of the Sword God Style. If he can also make some in-depth studies in the Northern God Style, he will definitely be a very difficult opponent."
'Unfortunately, there is no if.'
'So, you should die!'
As the heart spoke, lightning pierced the night sky!
Alan's boots filled with rain water slammed on the ground. As the water broke, lightning illuminated his pupils.
This moment!
In the shining light of lightning, a dagger flashing with cold light shot out from the shadows of the woods ahead!
Alan's pupils suddenly contracted, his wrist paused for a moment, and then he swung his hand as before and sent the dagger in the air flying!
With the sound of blade and dagger clashing, the light that illuminated the forest suddenly went out.
Alan's vision fell into a brief period of light-dark adaptation due to the conversion of functional cells.
But the touch of wind hitting the skin has brought 'new' information!
A backup plan that strikes with a flash of lightning!
That was the sound of a sharp object cutting through the rain! It shot straight towards his neck!
'Sense Flow' is still in effect!
Alan twisted his neck violently, and the black-painted dagger brushed against his neck and nailed into the tree behind him with a clang!
The dagger clearly didn't touch Alan's skin, but his neck was still bleeding in the rain! !
At the same time, his body suddenly stiffened.
In the blind spot on the side of his eye, a figure rushed towards him and swung a ghostly sword!
Nakul thrust the dagger straight into Allen's back!!
'flaw!'
But at this moment, he heard a low whisper.
It floated into his ears along the layers of rain.
Even the voice is a bit relaxed.
Same two words, similar mentality.
Unexpected, but identical Beishenliu's testing method.
Like Nakul, he has been using the feedback from his opponents to find a perfect
"flaw."
Nakul felt a chill in his heart.
What was colder than his heart was his neck.
In the field of vision, how could Alan's figure be stiff at all? He had already turned around, and the knife light was extinguished in the rain!
The wound on his neck was rapidly gnawing and biting. That was the "bait" he had cut out.
Can his silent sword pose a fatal threat to a Saint within a few meters?
No, not fast enough.
So what if the distance is closer?
Is one meter fast enough?
Ah, no, as an excellent swordsman of the Beishenryu school, this behavior is too reckless.
Should be more cautious.
That one foot of land.
The distance of a wave.
Is it fast enough?
Blood provided the answer.
Nakul's vision was shaking and the light in his eyes was extinguished.
Alan held his head and disappeared into the night.
"Next one."
Blood rained down, and ripples echoed before the swamp.
Lightning breaks through the sky!
Flashing along with the dazzling lightning was the light of a sword. The tree trunks that were as big as a man's arms were chopped into wooden boards, which were laid on the swamp with the precisely controlled sword moves.
The figure holding the head stepped on it.
He walked towards us amid the intense gaze of Gilenu.
'He' stretched out his hand and spread it in front of Gilenu.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
In the lightning, in his eyes, the visitor smiled freely.
"My name is Alan."
I took a leave of absence in the morning to study at home.
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Chapter 105 This is probably the strength of the Northern Saint and the Sword King
Alan looked at Gileno who was right in front of him and laughed happily.
Even the violent energy from the pursuit and fighting just now was swept away in an instant.
It's really not because of Boreas's bloodline.
But the one in front of him is the genuine Sword King of the Sword God School.
Finally, I don't have to learn swordsmanship from Brother Paul, whose sword speed is not as fast as mine.
What a big victory.
Of course, in addition to this, there is also the influence of the original plot factor "emotion".
Alan blinked and looked at Gileno in the swamp at eye level.
She has chocolate-like skin, unkempt gray-black hair draped over her shoulders, an eye mask on her face, and a pair of straight erect ears on top of her head that make her look very energetic.
Even though the opponent was now soaked and looked very disheveled, he still looked very fierce.
As for her body, she was wearing a very revealing leather jacket. It was exactly the same as the original anime, but it did not make Alan have the slightest sexy thoughts.
Because this sister's arms are almost as thick as Allen's calves, and her height is also very sturdy, which has nothing to do with the feminine features exposed under the leather jacket.
At this time, half of the opponent's body was stuck in the swamp, but he was able to look into the eyes of Alan who was half-squatting.
All this information leads to one thing.
That is it.
Gilenu is a very powerful swordsman of the Sword God style.
Um.
So Paul is really awesome.
Even now he couldn't even catch Allen's Silent Sword.
It doesn't hide the fact that he is awesome.
Gileno silently looked at Alan, whose expression kept changing and was very interesting, from his face to his body, and then to his hand that always held the knife. A hint of admiration flashed in her eyes, and she spoke in a muffled voice with a low and steady voice.
"Alan, it's almost exactly as expected."
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