The Aussies let go of the frenzy.

The arbiter was like a knife in his hand, and a sword weighed more than one sword.His combat skills are not gorgeous, and even look rough, can be defeated in simple and rude.Each sword is cut down and straight to the key, there is no superfluous action at all, giving people a sense of simplicity.Such a skill, if placed on the ordinary strong, at most will earn a name.But if you put on the Austro-fascist, every sword has the power to split the earth, so you can't wait to see it.

The son of the twilight has twice held two sharp blades, dancing a sword shadow to resist the slightly clumsy attack of the Austrophy, and the aftermath of the collision of the two sides cut out a thick and long rift on the ground.The wasteland quickly became fragmented in their hands, and the ground was misplaced, sometimes falling as many as a few meters.

The two of them fought and went away, and they were far away.

Allen only kept up from the middle of the air, he actually understood the intention of the Ofascist.Although the king of justice took the strongest attitude, he still did not destroy the confidence of the son of the twilight, so he came out to take the lead.It was intended to consume the power of the children of the twilight and to familiarize Alan as much as possible with his methods of combat.Good to be in the end, after the fight!

Now the two of them are so strong, but in the blink of an eye, they have already bombarded dozens of kilometers of wasteland to pieces.But Alan knows that the two are still testing each other, watching the Ofascist as if they have the upper hand, but the son of the dusk and the end of the defeat.Both air power are complete, and it is still very early to split the victory and defeat.

During the battle, the Austro-fascist sword broke the double edge of the son of the twilight and raised his rough feet to rest on his chest, which retreated like a shell.Aus Fascist squinted, knowing that his foot could not support the twilight child so far, this guy was simply trying to pull away with his strength, and then rearranged the formation and making a comeback.

The strong fights, sometimes very similar to the two armies.The former is a one-on-one battle, the latter is a 100,000- and one-million-level struggle.It can be different, but the inclusion is the same.Whether the strong fight, or the two armies are focused on fighting each other, with a sharp air to kill the enemy.If this tone disappears, then another breath, it is not as strong as before.

So the son of the dusk chose to retreat, chose to open the distance, one is to reorganize the foot, and the other is to drag the sharpness of the crossing of the Austro-fascist.

Can the Aussociarians do what he wants?

The king of justice roared, strung on the ground with golden feet.The ground fell sharply, a large stone of more than a dozen square feet behind it arched, and the Aus Fascism disappeared in place.When the ripples he left behind him spread, the arched stone suddenly exploded, and the stone rain flew.

Ofascists almost flitted to the ground.

The son of the twilight raised the sword, a wiping yellow light flashed around him one after another, and then turned away the sharp blade and pulled out countless lights to save the Ofascist.At this time, Ofascist even laughed, and he opened his hands and exposed all his key parts to the rain of the sword in front.The son of the twilight raised his eyebrows and raised the sword slightly to the Austro-fascist, so the sword spread out and crossed from all over the Austroscian, leaving only some insignificant injuries on his hands and feet.

In the end, the son of the twilight can only miss this opportunity, the Ao Fascist has taken the opportunity to speed up and stab the enemy with a sword.The twin swords of the twilight son are staggered and try to crush the sword of the Austro-fascist.The three swords touched together, and the arbiter pressed a little.The Aus Fascist grunted, raised his foot and kicked on the sword front, so he changed his stabbing to the top, and opened the double swords of the son of the twilight, making the door open.The Aofa suddenly stopped, lowered its center of gravity, and the feet were stabbed away with a sword.The son of dusk loosened his sword, patted his hands on the sharp edge of the arbiter, and reached back his feet, trying to stop the Ao Fascism.

The Ausssi hands hold the sword and hold it alone, and the other hand presses the hilt of the sword and suddenly exerts its strength.

At that moment, the son of the dusk was pushed back by him, and his feet split two cracks on the ground and extended straight forward.

In front of them, a small town appeared.

It was noon, and the people in the town were like peacetime, and they went to bed after lunch.An old man sitting in the barracks of the town in the barbed, and suddenly the big clock behind him shone, and the old man was startled, thinking that it was an earthquake.Then he felt a turn of the sky, and he looked up and saw from a distance that there was a clutter in the wasteland outside the town.The old man rang the bell and woke the townspeople to the time.

“What happened?”The captain of the town guard ran down the bell tower and shouted.

The old man lay on the fence of the bell tower and pointed to the outside of the town: "Outside, something is coming outside!"

“What do you say, Graham?I can't hear you."

When the captain did not react, the old man's eyes had already shot out of fear.Because in their short two sentences, the dust has reached the mouth of the town, and then broke into the town.Only a huge impact hit the face, the old man has been knocked to the ground, and then the world in his eyes rotated, the original bell tower in that passing dust device tilted and collapsed.As for the captain downstairs, he flew out, and when he fell to the ground, he did not know whether he was dead or alive.

The dust cluttered all the way to the street in the center of the town stopped, the dust and the smoke spread, and the people rushed to the street and saw two figures in the dust.One black armored black, one gold-clad gold armor, not the son of dusk and the ofascist who else.

The son of the twilight finally succeeded in stopping the Aussie, he loosened the hand with the giant sword, the people turned around with the slippery sword, and the one-fight swept out the face of the Ao-fascist, and the king of justice flew out and crashed into a tavern.The tavern roared, and the people inside immediately cried and cried.The son of the evening looked around and laughed: "It seems that Alan's reminder does not work, you see these fools, what is the value of death."They're just some rubbish, and my job is to clean up the universe, and I don't know why you're trying so hard to stop me."

Say a wave of your hands.

With hundreds of yellow lights flashing between hands, a round of light rose up in the center of the town.In the light, the contours of the human body are suddenly misplaced, and then scattered like a broken puppet.When the light disappeared, the buildings on both sides of the street had been razed to the ground, and the residents of the town had become scattered corpses, and the blood stained the streets.

A little girl survived, and she looked around at her father, who had been cut off a few times, not knowing what had happened.

The son of the evening looked at her and raised his hand to a light.

Suddenly a golden light crossed the front of the little girl, and the Ofascist sword cut off the light, and he looked at the son of the dusk and said, "Bastard, even a child will not let go!"

"You don't call yourself the King of Justice, and it seems to me that I am much more just than you are.At least in my eyes, life is no different from the young and the old, the noble part, they are all garbage to be cleaned up."The son of the evening laughed.

“Shut up, you bastard!”Before the fascist body flashed, a sword beheaded.

The children of the evening hold the sword in their hands.

This is how Aus Fascist pushed him into the ruins of the houses on the other side of the street, and the two quickly went away, across the town, and broke out from the west side of the town.

Go back to town and out of town.

Only in between, the town has become history, and few people have survived.

The man was in the air, and Alan looked at the town and sighed a little.He had warned these men, but they had turned a deaf ear to the warnings.At this time, there was another light on the desert outside the town.Alan looked up, and the son of O-fascist and Twilight were fighting together again.

This battle is different than before.The attack of the Austro-fascist is still in the air, but the son of the twilight is no longer facing the attack of the just king, he walks around the Ao Fascist, stabs a sword in the east, stabs a sword in the west, and seems to have no rules.But somehow, the momentum of the Ofascists like a rainbow is like being held by an invisible hand, no longer expiring, and even the attack has gradually become less smooth.

The spectator was clear, and Alan understood.The seemingly aimless attack of the son of the twilight, but every sword was stabbed above the point of the flow of the Olympic Fascist momentum, so it was slightly languided, as if with an invisible line gradually entangled the king of justice.At this time, the son of the twilight is like a spider with a web weaving, and is woven with a large net to wrap up the Austro-fascist.

Allen was trying to remind the King of Justice that a sudden whistling in the wilderness, the fascist body was furious, and the great sword was waving a dense sword shadow, forcing the son of dusk out like a gyro.Suddenly a sword stabbed into the ground, and then the earth shook.The son of the twilight squinted, and his body raised, but it was not he who rushed up into the sky, but the earth bulging, and the life lifted him up into the sky.

Rising from the ground was a rough metal.

The son of the twilight wrung his eyebrows, where did the giant metal come from under this wilderness?He dialed his body, and found that his feet had been embedded in the metal, and then stretched out the root iron wire from the surface of the metal, and locked him on the metal platform three times.From a distance, it is like a execution table, and the son of the twilight is a prisoner who is bound to the high platform!

The Ausscan laughed and said lightly, “The time for judgment has come!”

"Yes?"“Sir, may I have a chance to argue?”The children of the evening seemed to know that they were in danger, and they still laughed.

“No, I declare you guilty!”The Aus Fascist suddenly shot up the high platform, and a sword cut its head toward the son of the twilight.