The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"what!"

　　 The two warriors met again, their swords drew a gleaming trajectory of tooth-colored and faint blue in the air, and bright sparks burst out from the impact of the weapons.

　　 Soshyang fought with every bit of courage, strength and skill he could gather, but he knew it was still hopeless.

　　 The opponent easily warded off his every attack, leaving a trail of wounds on his body that was enough to splash blood, but not enough to be fatal.

　　 Cold blood poured into his mouth, and then another wounding attack made him move away.

　　 The abilities of the Desolate Guard have basically no effect on this kind of enemy that does not rely on subspace.

　　 "When can the standard of a chief executive be so low."

　　 Thor indifferently raised the sword flat to his eyes, then slammed it hard, a string of blood beads fell to the ground, forming a scarlet arc.

　　 "If it were 10,000 years ago, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to be a small captain."

　　 Soshyang coughed twice. He knew that only the last trace of determination was still supporting him, but this battle would not last long.

　　 "Have you said enough?"

　　 Soshyang asked, coughing up blood.

　　 "You are serious, right? You really think you can beat me."

　　 Thor held a sword in his hand, tilted his head and approached him.

　　 In response, Soshyang nodded and spit out another mouthful of cold blood.

　　 "Come and try."

　　 Suddenly, Thor suddenly launched an attack, and the high-speed rotating long sword turned into a storm of blades in front of Soshyang's eyes, and the soldiers off the field roared.

　　 Suddenly, Soshyang threw the sword in his hand violently. Such a movement caught Sol by surprise, and his movement slowed down for a moment.

　　 Soshyang wanted this moment, he immediately rushed to his opponent, and the distance between the two disappeared instantly.

　　 The two fighters collided with each other, and Soshyang tried to smash his fist in the face of each other.

　　 But Thor was only taken aback at first, but his fighting instinct made him react immediately, turning his head to offset part of his power.

　　 Next, he let Soshyang know that the gap between the two is so huge.

　　 Thor also threw the sword aside, and when Soshyang threw his fist again, his left hand slid over Soshyang's elbow, and then he lifted it up suddenly.

　　 The fist of the Astral Knight Commander slid directly down the opponent's shoulder.

　　 Thor didn't give the opponent time, and fisted his right hand at Soshyang's face, smashing him backwards.

　　 The blood spilled from his mouth and nose spilled into the air.

　　 Then, Soshyang was dragged back abruptly, and the opponent hit his torso fiercely with his elbows and knees.

　　 Then he realized that Thor was not only an excellent swordsman, but also a fierce warrior.

　　 Anger and hatred spewed out from every thunderous bombardment, and they rolled and wrestled like gangsters on the street.

　　 Such a powerful force is enough to kill a mortal number of times, but Soshyan just feels pain in every inch of his muscles and bones.

　　 "Hmm ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　 After suffering a blast of blow, Soshyang let out a wild roar soaked in loss and anger, and he burst out a force of Thor pushing away.

　　 then flew up and threw the opponent down.

　　 When he fell, the knee of his right leg hit the opponent's arm heavily, and his body and left arm were used to suppress the opponent's body.

　　 Soshyang raised his right arm and tried to swing his fist towards Sol's face, but the emperor's son raised his free hand and took Soshyang's wrist.

　　 The two fighters were almost still, locked tightly in a face-to-face contest.

　　 Soshyang gritted his teeth and pressed down with his grasped arm.

　　 And Saul stared at Soshyang's face, and saw that deep loss and unwillingness, he was resisting the inevitable failure.

　　 "You still have hope, Soshyan."

　　 Hearing Saul’s whisper, Soshyang pressed his arm with greater force. He couldn't imagine that his body could carry such a huge force.

　　 Just as he was tasting the upcoming victory, Saul suddenly smiled and raised his hand suddenly, and at the same time, he flexed his right leg and pushed it up, bursting out an unimaginable force.

　　 Thor used such power to lift Soshyang away amidst the exclamation of everyone.

　　 Soshyang slammed heavily under the ring, lying on his back, blood flowing from his mouth like a scarlet string.

　　 Then, Thor stood high in front of him, the sword in his hand stopped in front of his throat.

"you lose."

　　 Soshyang took a deep breath and stood up before the other fighters came to help him.

　　 "Yes, I lost. I fulfill my promise. When Spark leaves the subspace, you can choose to leave."

　　 Thor glanced at him deeply, put the sword away, and said:

　　 "You are a tenacious and unreliable warrior. I take back what I said before. In time, you are fully qualified to be a member of the King's Blade."

　　 Soshyang took a few heavy breaths without speaking.

　　 But Thor suddenly shouted at the onlookers:

　　 "You guys, do you want to know what exactly is the reason for your battle leader's failure."

　　 He walked back to the ring again.

　　 "Then come and try one by one."

"I come!"

　　 Falzad angrily picked up the double axe from the weapon rack, pushed everyone away, and jumped onto the metal ring.

　　 Soshyang looked at this scene, thinking about something in his heart.

　　 As soon as he thought about it for twenty seconds, he heard a muffled sound, and the strong captain fell directly from the ring in a very embarrassing posture.

After 　　, Soshyang watched the recruits in the battle group step up to the ring one by one, and then were knocked down one by one.

　　 At the most outrageous time, Thor asked the three fighters to join together, and then threw them all down one by one.

　　 The one who lasted the longest was Almin, who persisted for more than thirty seconds.

　　Because he is the most cautious and stable of all challengers.

　　 But after he hurriedly blocked the opponent's attack~www.wuxiahere.com~, the central door opened and the opponent kicked the shield with one foot, and everything was over.

　　 Looking at the interstellar warriors lying around the ring, Sol stood upright on the ring like a javelin, his sword was in both hands, and he looked at Soshyang who was the only one still standing.

　　 "Captain Soshyan, is this the result of your teaching."

"I……"

　　 Soshyang was speechless.

　　 "Can you give me a promise."

　　 Thor's next words made him puzzled.

　　 "What... promise?"

　　 "When the time comes, I hope you and your battle group can help me kill someone."

"Who?"

　　 "Now you are too weak and small, I will tell you when you are strong enough."

　　 Soshyang heard the other party's implication, which made him quite moved, but he also had concerns.

　　 Seeing the silence of the other party, Saul saw through what he was worried about at a glance, and then said:

　　 "Don't worry, this will never go against your morality and loyalty. That person is a traitor, an abominable and despicable traitor."

　　 "The son of a former emperor."

　　 Thor nodded.

　　 Soshyang replied after thinking about it for a while:

　　 "Okay, the emperor is here. I give you this promise. When you need it, my warband and I will do our best to help you eliminate that enemy."

　　 "Thank you very much."

　　 Soshyang walked to the ring and stretched out his arm towards Sol.

　　 The other party smiled slightly, released the hand holding the sword, and turned to hold Soshyang's hand.

　　 "Good meeting, Instructor Sol Taviz."

　　 "Good meeting, Commander Soshyan Alexei."