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clang……

The long sword and the katana collided together, erupting into a brilliant spark of fire in the dark night.

Babylon felt that the right hand holding the sword was numb, and powerful force penetrated into his wrist, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He had just finished training and now he didn't have much energy left.

Therefore, facing this sudden enemy seemed extremely difficult.

Fortunately, he had undergone special training from Chaldea during this period, and his sword skills, physical skills, and ability to sense 'sound' had all been greatly improved.

Although his strength is not what it used to be, he is still at a low point in physical strength.

Although the man holding the katana did not retreat, he was extremely shocked.

He could feel that the power coming from that long sword was so powerful.

What surprised him even more was that a blind man could sense himself hiding in the darkness from such a distance, and he could accurately block his fatal blow with a sword just now.

It's kind of incredible.

Babylon took a few steps back and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that this was the biggest danger he could face so far.

Although the identity of this enemy is unknown, the killing intent exuding from the enemy is almost undisguised.

"who are you?"

Finally, Babylon spoke, with a cold tone, but seemed unusually calm.

"People only know that Chaldea's brother is blind, but they don't know that you are a good swordsman."

The man did not answer directly, but said with a proud and arrogant smile.

Obviously, he saw the training scene in Babylon.

"Now you know." Babylon sneered and tightened his grip on [Arabian Nights] again.

"No one will know anymore."

The man chuckled lightly, raised the katana in his hand high, and slashed at Babylon.

The speed was very fast and the swordsmanship was very fierce. He was in front of Babylon in an instant.

The sound of the katana's sword passing through the air turned into a rapid wave and reached Babylon's ears.

The Babylon sword was lifted up, and the moment the blade came into contact, he moved sideways, and at the same time exerted all his strength, the power of his wrist penetrated into the sword, and he drew hard.

The long sword drew a ray of cold light and was about to pass through the man's throat.

"What...he changed his tactics!"

The man was shocked again and raised his katana vertically.

boom!

There was a strong impact and the man was knocked back half a step.

The sound of metal was extremely harsh in the night courtyard. Because of the darkness, the man's sight was blocked and he could not fully display his strength.

For Babylon, night is his best protector.

The Babylonian sword was like a black snake, with a straight thrust, and the sharp tip formed a straight line.

"Three stacks of thorns!"

The man was astonished and sneered at the same time. Although he saw the Babylon sword turning into a phantom line and stabbing at it, and vaguely splitting into three stabs, he was not worried about hitting him.

"Idiot little blind man, I see through you."

The man snorted coldly, "Your sword is too slow."

Dangdang Dangdang!

Three metal collisions continued to sound.

"Blocked?"

Babylon murmured to himself that it seemed that his swordsmanship was even more flexible when facing the enemy.

Training is just training. The targets of training are all dead objects, while the enemy is alive.

He felt that the enemy's swordsmanship was a bit fierce.

At this time, the sound of the samurai sword breaking through the air was heard again, so Babylon raised the sword to his chest, trying to block this fatal blow.

But what surprised Babylon was that this was just a feint. When the samurai sword was about to fall in front of him, it turned in a strange direction and slashed across Babylon's right shoulder.

snorted.

The sound of a katana slicing across the skin rang out. The blood was not conspicuous in the dark night, but under the sparse moonlight, the reflected light of the blood and the white blade could still be seen.

"I'm just telling you, how can a blind man have such good swordsmanship?"

"Training is just training. Do you think I will be like those stones and let you hit me?"

The man said with a sneer, the katana in his hand slowly dripping with blood.

"What I hate most is that people call me blind."

Babylon was silent for a moment and finally said.

"Hahaha, blind man, blind man, blind man."

The man laughed wildly, "Well, how do you calm down your anger?"

"To tell you the truth, I'm not angry."

"why?"

"I have been with the darkness since the day I became blind. Over the years, I have become accustomed to the darkness, and I also understand that darkness can bring me peace of mind."

"Although sometimes depression is inevitable."

"What are you talking about, blind man."

The man obviously did not understand what Babylon was saying.

"You won't understand."

Babylon whispered, and began to concentrate on sensing all the man's 'sounds'.

Gradually, the image of a young man appeared in his mind.

He has short hair, a scar on his face, and a samurai sword with the pattern of the Kingdom of Dess engraved on it.

"You are...Coffey's subordinate."

Babylon spoke again.

"How...how did you know?"

The man said in surprise.

He is Kofi's bodyguard, a young swordsman with good swordsmanship named Buck.

Babylon didn't answer. Under the influence of 'sound', Buck's image became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, in the darkness of Babylon, it feels like the entire courtyard has been included in the 'sound' of his consciousness, and every corner can be clearly distinguished.

"You're not here to kill me, are you?"

Babylon said again.

After hearing what Babylon said, Buck snorted: "It's just that you are unlucky. I originally came to kill Chaldea, but I didn't find him, but I met you instead."

"Haha, you should be lucky that you didn't meet your brother."

Babylon smiled for the first time, and then said in a cold voice, "But unfortunately, he met me again."

"I'll deal with you first, and then I'll go find Chaldea."

Buck shouted coldly, and the blood-stained samurai sword flashed a cold light in the dark night, and slashed towards Babylon.

Babylon was able to clearly sense the path of Buck's samurai sword, and could distinguish the opponent's changing sword moves, so he raised his sword and blocked it repeatedly.

clang clang...

The weapons of the two collided continuously, and fierce sparks shone in the dark night.

"How is it possible? Why did this kid suddenly change?"

Buck thought in surprise. He originally thought that Babylon was at the end of its battle, but suddenly it became more capable.

"Be the first soul to die under my sword."

The low sound merged into the dark night, and the long sword in Babylon's hand jumped up, shaking suddenly at the moment when Buck's samurai sword stabbed him.

The black iron sheet wrapped around [Arabian Nights] was shaken open by his huge strength, revealing the sharp blade.

"It's really much easier this way."

Babylon's voice sounded, and the sword pierced into a straight phantom line.

"Three stacks of thorns!"

"The same move doesn't work on me... Puff puff puff!"

Before Buck could finish his words, the sword of Babylon stabbed him three times in succession.

Each time it penetrated the chest, drawing out large amounts of blood.

"how is this possible……"

Buck said in disbelief, looking at the three holes in his chest that were pierced by long swords, and slowly fell down.