Arad's crooked savior

The fierce fighting spirit that hit his face was like a blazing sun blazing down on his face. Ye Lin's breathing slowed down and he almost suffocated.

He really didn't understand why he came to visit this time just to take the leader "home" and recruit some capable talents. Why did he suddenly become a person who was in a life-and-death fight with the legendary sword soul? Extreme situation.

Under the most unfavorable and dangerous situation, using the least convenient weapon is Sodros's unique fighting method, which is intended to force him to break out of the desperate situation and make a new breakthrough.

But now he is holding the magic sword in his hand, and his resolute but weathered face remains motionless. Only the eyes under his white eyebrows are as sharp as a knife.

Ever since he obtained Demon Clarice from Azera, no one was worthy of his full strength and life-and-death struggle.

The first time he held the sword seriously was when he faced the conqueror's clone in the heavenly realm.

Now, this is the second time.

The reason why he did this was because he had some inner demons, and he had to be in a desperate situation to get a glimpse of the solution.

Ye Lin's eyes immediately glowed with the color of molten gold, and he was in an almost eternal state of the Holy Spirit, which greatly improved his perception and control over the elements.

He had no choice but to agree to Soderos's request, or in other words, if he joked again with a playful smile, it would be a great disrespect for the legendary sword spirit and himself.

The dense fog that persists all year round in the Canyon of the Dead spreads out like opposing momentums, and then gathers and rises into the sky like a tornado, slowly rotating, and the upward force is about to pierce the sky.

The heavy fog has dispersed...

Those adventurers who wanted to fight and break through in several towers were shocked and puzzled. According to reliable historical records, the thick fog in this canyon has not changed for hundreds of years.

The Canyon of the Dead is located at the intersection of Belmare, the Delos Empire, and the Bantu Tribe. Since the birth of the anomaly in the canyon, many forces have been exploring this "three no matter" area.

But even the powerful Delos Empire ceased its activities and gave up its plan to go deeper after a search team suffered heavy casualties.

The terrain is steep and rugged, and the rock surface is wet and covered with dark moss. On both sides of some narrow and steep roads, there are some broken weapons and unknown skeletons.

Not only did the adventurers find it strange and shocking, but most of the powerful people who practiced in the Tower of Despair had never seen the entire canyon.

In an instant, Sodros moved, like a ghostly shadow running towards him. Clarice was a giant sword with spiritual consciousness, and the ancient magic engraved on it made it even more sharp.

Ding~!

The collision between Clarice and the Holy Sword was the crisp sound of metal clashing, but the chilling air swept across all directions, and the ground cracked with invisible and smooth sword marks. Even the Tower of Despair, which was made of special materials and could resist the erosion of time, There were also cracks on the door frame.

The strong men in the Tower of Despair were all frightened and hurriedly ended their retreat. Those adventurers who intended to challenge other towers and whose strength was not as strong as the Awakened ones were clutching their hearts and looking pale as if they had been severely wounded.

…

"Lord Sodros, why are you doing this?" Erica, who was wearing a single ponytail, looked worried and distressed. She didn't understand why the two were fighting.

One is a strong man that she respects deeply in her heart, and the other is a good person who shows her fun. Moreover, the two of them obviously have a master-disciple relationship, so why should they fight to the death.

Liang Yue, who was lazy and lacked energy, was holding a slender wicker in his hand. It was originally a soft thing, but in his hand, it was as strong as steel!

"Erica, do you know Lord Soderos's past?" Liang Yue seemed to understand something and asked with a slight smile.

"I know something. He is the strongest sword spirit in Arad. In order to fight Kahn, he has practiced in seclusion for two thousand years. There are very few people in the entire continent who can match him."

Erica frowned her slender eyebrows, and realized at this moment that even though she was a "neighbor" with Soderos, her understanding of this senior seemed to be limited to various legends.

"Yes, there are very few, but not none." Liang Yue sighed, with a hint of regret, and said: "The distant Xu Ancestor, there was a strong man who broke the limit of human lifespan, buried underground, the Holy Spirit of the Dark Elf The Lord is profound and wise, the capital of the empire, and the god of fighting is famous far and wide. The birth of Belmare originated from the magic of a superb magician!"

At the end of his words, his tone was slightly excited, "There is also the apostle with a ghost-like face who appeared in the heaven. There are so many powerful people with brilliant legends and great reputations. If we can't fight with them, how can we fight with them?" It’s not a huge regret!”

Erica touched her chin with her finger, still a little confused, but on the side, Hwarang, who was teasing a bird with bright feathers, couldn't help but said in shock:

"Could it be that Lord Sodros is going to come out of seclusion and challenge those strong men one by one? Ye Lin is the first?"

"Yes, the strongest adventurer in Arad, with the name of Sword God, hides terrifying elemental magic, holds the Horn of the Dragon King, talks and laughs freely with the maker, the leader of the universe demon, is his first opponent."

Outside the Tower of Despair, the sword energy is rampant and the elements are rioting. If an ordinary awakened person comes into contact with the aftermath, they will be shattered into pieces, leaving no trace of remains.

"And..." Liang Yue paused for a moment and glanced at Hwarang Dao's bird with disgust. This winged guy always wanted to eat the caterpillars on his weapon.

"Lord Sodros was born with a resonance with the sword. He became the soul of the sword at the age of ten. He became famous at the age of eighteen. At the age of thirty, he was already a rare opponent in that era."

Ten-year-old professional!

Liang Yue tapped her head with her fingers, recalling what she was doing when she was ten years old. Not to mention being a professional, it would take a lot of effort to swing a pure metal sword.

Not to mention myself, there are those equally gifted figures of this generation. Siatt just started practicing swordsmanship at the age of ten, Mo Mei was still running around around Yuelun Mountain at the age of ten, and Yuena was still a wanderer who didn't have enough to eat.

Unparalleled talent and unparalleled magnificence!

This is the best interpretation of the legendary sword soul.

"Then……"

Liang Yue shrugged, raised her chin and said, "Needless to say, Master Soderos's opponent is a disruptor from another dimension who appears from the sky. He is also the top talent of this generation! He can also compete with him. , there are only a handful of them.”

"So, Sodros' inner demon sprouted because he doubted whether his penance was meaningful."

The peerless splendor of two thousand years ago, the stunning new star of two thousand years later, one old and the other old, started a battle in this desolate canyon that should not have happened.

If the Tower of Despair hadn't been able to delay the erosion of time indefinitely, this battle would have only happened one after another across the long river of time, resulting in a huge regret.

Hwarang Dao had a hard time identifying the two figures that were constantly fighting in the air, like lightning flashing across them. After looking at them for a while, he felt sourness in his eyes and desolation in his chest.

Although he is not a master of swordsmanship and magic, he can still see the powerless and terrifying power contained in the attack that can shatter boulders with random splashes.

Perhaps it can be called the pinnacle of human strength?

"Although it's very disappointing..." Hwarang Do hesitated, then let out a long sigh and murmured: "With Lord Sodros's strength, he can only set the target to touch that person with his sword, Kahn , it’s really shocking to think about it.”

Liang Yue, who was watching the duel from the side, was noncommittal. There was no need to respond to this emotion. That person's strength was recognized.

Even Held, who planned everything, must have had a headache with this too strong factor.

but……

Apostles can also perish.

In those distant ancient years, the great will came from the depths of the universe, but was also defeated in form and scattered throughout the universe to recover.

The battles in the field were tit-for-tat, with no compromise, and no intention of exchanging ideas. They were all risking their lives, which made countless people tremble.

Black clouds condensed in the sky, thunder and lightning rolled, turning into a flashing ocean, the earth was scorched black by thunderbolts, and nothing existed.

But in the next moment, the sword energy was like a rainbow, like a crescent moon cutting through the sky, splitting the dense clouds, and reappearing a bit of light.