Chapter 1832: Chapter 1832: Break
"With Gerrit Harris in the Black Pine League, it’s not so easy to fall. Moreover, a strong figure in a major alliance is definitely not so easily conquered." The Dragon King Ring in Julius Reed’s hand glowed brighter, and the sword blade trembled more violently.
"You don’t need to worry about that, Commander." The woman put away her smile, and a murderous intent gradually appeared on her cold face.
Her eyes were filled with arrogance, domineering.
She was a warrior under the Emperor’s command, disdainful of recruiting others.
But there was a command from above; she could only comply.
The opportunity had been given.
If not cherished, it couldn’t be blamed on Dorian Cook for being ruthless.
"So, have you decided?" She raised her weapon, and a dozen figures split behind her again.
"West Tower, do you need my help?" Brant Fairbanks felt a little uncertain; in truth, he also wanted to leave.
But having just killed a deserter, if he fled now, he’d definitely become a laughing stock.
No matter what, nothing should happen to West Tower before returning to Ocean Academy.
"No need." Julius Reed moved his finger away from the sword and spoke lightly, "Facing someone like this is not much of an effort for me."
"As expected of the renowned Commander." Dorian Cook’s lips curled slightly, her smile chilling. "I believe treating Han Caldwell so arrogantly means your skills won’t be lacking. My dear, don’t disappoint me!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
The woman dashed out in an instant!
She was as fast as lightning!
The blade slashed down from the air!
Clang!
Julius Reed raised his sword, clashing with the weapon!
The two faced each other, each with a teasing gaze in their eyes.
Almost instantly, a dozen shadows attacked as well!
Dozens of katanas came neatly toward Julius Reed!
"Young girl, in the future, don’t imitate the fights and killings of others." Julius Reed forcefully pushed, directly shaking off the woman!
And then!
The longsword swept forward fiercely!
Evil Qi exploded instantly!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The black-clad men were corroded by Evil Qi, each one collapsing to the ground, wailing in pain.
Humans have vitality and spiritual power.
But on a dead person, there is death qi!
If a living person has death qi, they’re not far from death.
Pain!
Powerlessness!
Suffocation!
In an instant, all the negative effects brought by the Evil Qi appeared!
The black-clad men had long abandoned their weapons, each one rolling uncontrollably.
"Indeed, there’s a bit of skill." Dorian Cook’s eyes flashed with surprise, but it quickly disappeared. "I’m looking forward to what surprises you can bring me next."
After speaking!
She held her weapon in both hands, stabbing straight!
Dorian Cook was very fast, almost instantly, the blade, carrying a chilling wind, approached Julius Reed’s heart!
Among experts, a single move could determine victory or defeat!
After all, the gap is colossal above a Great Grandmaster!
Julius Reed retreated his right foot, Yin and Yang crossed in front!
Clang!
The blade collided straight with the sword, sparking a flash of fire!
The immense force caused Julius Reed’s rear foot to retreat slightly.
But only slightly.
In the next moment!
Julius Reed pressed his left hand against the sword tip, directly rotating the sword body!
And then leapt into the air!
"Are you running away now? That’s truly disappointing to me." Dorian Cook quickly turned around, the blade breaking through the air!
"Who said I was escaping? Young lady, you’re still too young; I’ve decided to give you a free lesson!" Julius Reed reversed his right hand, continuously wielding Yin and Yang!
A series of collisions forced Dorian Cook to keep defending.
Yet, this warrior under the Emperor still handled it with ease!
"Collect!"
Julius Reed raised Yin and Yang, the sword hilt’s Tai Chi spun rapidly!
"Stop fooling around."
Dorian Cook sneered coldly, but just as she took a step, her expression changed instantly!
Clang! Clang! Clang...
The Nine Heavens Thorn at the sword hilt swiftly retracted!
Nine blades, from where Julius Reed had previously stood, pierced through Dorian Cook’s back and returned to the sword hilt, merging with the Tai Chi.
"How about it, was that scraping comfortable?" Julius Reed sheathed Yin and Yang, placing his right hand on his waist, directly drawing out the Breaking Heaven Sword forged as a fake!
Undead Tribe?
They must also die!
He, Julius Reed, had no one he couldn’t kill!
Dorian Cook narrowed her eyes, not daring to move recklessly!
She was of the Undead Tribe, but she also knew she needed time to recover.
Nine blades had cut into her body!
If she moved now, she would be dismembered!
"Ah!" Dorian Cook roared, instantly unleashing her latent potential!
The wounds healed almost instantly!
But in that short time, the sword was already at her!
Dorian Cook quickly dodged, but the pain in her body and the fatigue after unleashing her potential left her feeling powerless!
"Miss, go quickly!"
In that critical moment!
The half-dead black-clad men on the ground seemed invigorated, quickly returning behind her!
More than ten figures overlapped almost simultaneously!
"West Tower, I’ll remember this!" Dorian Cook turned with resentment in her eyes!
Thud!
The blade pierced through several black-clad bodies!
The sword withdrew.
Blood dripped continuously.
Clearly, these black-clad men were not of the Undead Tribe but living, ordinary people.
Dozens of corpses fell.
Dorian Cook was nowhere to be seen.
Julius Reed sheathed his sword, looking toward the end of the forest without any action.
"That bitch killed so many of our brothers! Let’s catch her!"
"We martial artists should remove the wicked, how can we let this woman continue to plague the Mortal World?"
The Grandmasters, who had been scared out of their wits, suddenly became energized.
That woman had been severely injured, probably not far from death.
How could they miss such an opportunity to earn merit?
"Though she’s severely injured, she’s more than capable of killing you." Julius Reed said coldly.
Emperor?
What in the world happened with Demarco Mount?
Why did the Emperor’s warriors betray Sutton?
Betrayed the Emperor?
Swore allegiance to Cold Nelson?
Elaenor Wood had no news.
Julius Reed decided to find an opportunity to contact, to understand Demarco Mount’s movements.
"Ah, never mind. A young woman who got injured, we upright sects never take advantage of others’ misfortune!"
"Yes, a group of grown men bullying a girl, what kind of skill is that? Can’t take advantage of others’ misfortune."
The martial artists, who had been yelling just now, suddenly started joking.
"West Tower, it seems this Black Pine League is far more dangerous than we imagined!" Brant Fairbanks kept observing his chess piece with concern.
What’s more, if West Tower found out he had drugged him earlier, putting him in a countdown to death, who knew if West Tower would fight to the end.
The performance along the way was truly shocking.
"Declan Marsh, if your Black Pine League faced such an opponent, would you have a chance of winning?" Julius Reed did not respond but turned and asked Declan Marsh.
"Our Black Pine League is full of talents; even five of such would not dream of entering head-on." Declan Marsh answered truthfully.
The Black Pine League is a major alliance, extremely formidable.
"Then it’s over." Julius Reed shook his head helplessly, "I estimate your Black Pine League has fallen. That woman spoke with such certainty, indicating your Black Pine League has already been secretly conquered."