If you ask what the Knife Mountain looks like, then the Noxus soldiers who survived that terrible battle to Burn the City can tell you.

And if you ask what Daofeng looks like, then only Dryus can say it.

Because there are too few people in this world who can see the hurricane-like sword force, and even fewer people can survive the hurricane-like sword force.

As the person who happened to see such a sword, Dryus happened to be alive.

The giant axe in his hand has been hit by the flying axe for more than a hundred times, but he has not taken action yet.

Draven had already disappeared from the rain curtain and hid in the peerless hurricanes he created. He was like a ghost attached to the sharp blade, constantly appearing from various strange angles.

It’s not that Dryus was humble and did not take action. In fact, in the face of such a terrible situation, no one dared to be humble.

He doesn't take action just because he's never known for his quickness.

In terms of speed, he could not catch up with Draven.

He only has strength, one blow to death.

"Brother, if you don't take action, you won't have a chance." Draven smiled softly in the endless hurricane.

He and Drayus are the closest brothers. They have practiced each other since childhood. He deeply knows where the strongest part of Drayus is.

What he wants to do is...

"Tear--" The axe wind in the air became stronger and it was difficult to see the rain in the air clearly.

They were all torn, torn, torn.

Completely crush him with the fastest speed.

Let Dryus have no chance to breathe.

But Dryus was always standing in the endless hurricanes, and he could breathe. His hands were also stable.

As Draven's brother and his only relative, he also has an incredible understanding of Draven.

He also knew what Draven’s biggest weakness was.

That is, weak.

strength.

Draven was fast enough, but his power was his fatal flaw.

No matter how fast a knife is, it has no power. It is always just a mere thing.

It looks good, but it can't be killed.

So since he was seven years old, Drayus tried to correct Drayven's perception of martial arts issues, and he hoped that he would value strength.

But in the end, Draven went further and further on the road of speed.

Finally, the two brothers went to two extremes respectively.

One is absolute power and the other is absolute speed.

"Clang—" Finally, after a few seconds, Dryus finally took action.

He finally peeked at Draven's flaws.

A flaw in power.

The power is too weak.

So weak...

"Boom--" It was completely possible for Drayus to force the flying axe and crush his trajectory.

Like a meteorite, Drayus suddenly rushed out of endless hurricanes, and with the flying axe that was spinning backwards, he found Drayven's...hiding place.

"Brother..." Dryus whispered, "Although you are faster, you are still... too weak anyway."

No matter how many times it is or how the process is, Dryus can find this flaw in the end.

This time...

No exception.

"You lost." Drius looked at the face with a hideous mask that was gradually visible, and read the three words.

However, this time, in Draven's eyes, the only eyes he exposed, there was no frustration or panic.

But calm, and a faint...excitement?

But clearly, his two axes were in the air.

He has nothing in his hand.

Could it be...

At that moment, Draven suddenly bowed his body and pulled his hands back.

"Tear--" After an extremely violent roar, a faint blue light rushed out from behind him like a meteor.

yes……

The third axe!!!

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"Zheng--" The sharp sword of the world was squeezing from the terrifying dark turbulence.

Arrelia was confined by Burnham to a place twenty yards away from him, using one hand.

Arrilia struggled desperately, trying to use the giant sword in her hand to stop the man in the sky.

But to no avail.

Burnham still looked at the darkness for a long time.

Then, as if he was tired of seeing it, he slowly held Arella in front of him with one hand.

He looked at her as if he was looking at a work of art.

a long time.

"Little girl..." He seemed to sigh, and he looked at Arella, as if he was looking at the giant sword he passed down in her hand.

"I recognize the sword in your hand."

Arrelia was silent. Of course she had heard the legend between her father and the terrifying man in front of her.

But now she just wants to save him.

Chen Senran.

"Your father is a swordsman who is invincible, but unfortunately..." Burnham sighed again, as if he was a little sad, "Originally, he was a man who was easy to compete with."

Arrelia still didn't speak, but she still couldn't break free from the shackles of the darkness. She could only watch Chen Senran slowly being assimilated in the darkness.

"Do you want to save him?" Burnham was not annoyed by Arrelia's silence, but instead asked again with interest.

"Of course." Arrilia was silent for a moment and finally said the first sentence.

"Very good." Burnham nodded and suddenly let go of Arrelia.

Arrelia was free, she was no longer bound by the darkness, she looked at Burnham with some confusion for a moment and forgot to attack.

"I can give you a chance to attack me with all your powers. As long as you touch my armor, you will win." Burnham paused and said, "You can take him away."

"Really?" Arrilia couldn't believe it.

"I keep my word." Burnham did not hesitate at all.

"But..." Arella wanted to say why, but she held it back.

"Because I promised your father something that if he didn't have the chance to challenge me again, I could give his descendants a chance and a fair chance." But Burnham saw through Arella's thoughts, "Come on, let me see Rito's daughter, which has the style he had back then."

"Okay." Arrilia nodded silently and raised the giant sword passed down from her father in front of her.

Her spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, and her sword-holding posture was unprecedentedly serious.

In a trance, she seemed to be back when she first learned swords with her father when she was a child.

At that time, the man said to himself: "Ally, look at the tip of the sword, prick!!!"

Ellie, looking at the tip of the sword—

prick!!!

prick.

Arrelia. (To be continued...)

ps: First update.

I wasn't dead, forgive me for saying some bad things.

I'm back.
Chapter completed!