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Chapter three hundred and ninety second chess one move, fall short

With Tailan's cold voice, a wave of low at first, but in a flash, the roar of lions resounded through the world, and emerged from the blood-covered sword in Tailan's hand. The arrogant and domineering aura also rose with the roar of the lion. At the same time, this two-handed sword, which was in a ragged appearance and not far from the insulting definition of scrap iron, quickly transformed in the blood flowing out of Tailan's hand...

The gloomy, cold and ruthless thin face of the Great Judge Ethan Leon also changed in the shocking lion roar, and a look of horror flashed in a flash. At the same time, the Great Judge's narrow phoenix eyes slightly opened, revealing a fierce and fierce look. The scepter in his hand gently waved. The blood-colored crusaders standing around and ready to go immediately rushed towards Tailan and Zhu Xing like a tiger going down the mountain!

A platinum holy flame suddenly rose from the long sword in Zhu Xing's hand. At the same time, a platinum holy power like a raging sea wave surged on his body, and he was about to take action, but at this moment, a slender arm stopped him...

"Zhu Xing, this battle is my blood-colored lord's battle to eliminate rebellion! This is my responsibility, please don't take action!"

Tyran turned his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, Tailan had already rushed out with his sword...

The bloody red rays were as bloody as blood, but there was no strange, evil, or depraved breath. Instead, there was a kind of iron-blooded breath with boiling blood, accelerating heartbeat, and rushing fighting spirit. Even the Paladins like Zhu Xing, whose will condense into swords had a full body of passion and urge to fight to the fullest, which surprised him.

Zhu Xing could feel this impulse, not because someone secretly released magic spells to affect his mind, but a very primitive fighting instinct awakening. Although he didn't know why this was the case, his intuition told him that the answer to all this was probably completely changed in Tailan's hand. He swept away the broken and scrap iron before and turned into a perfect two-handed sword. The whole sword was red at this moment, and every minute inside and outside was soaked in blood. The broad sword with cracks as cracks as a net is now as smooth as a mirror.

But it was inlaid with a scarlet heart the size of a fist. The broken sword blade was now extremely sharp. The heart embedded in the sword was beating very strangely, slowly but powerfully. Every beating of this heart made the urge to give up all distracting thoughts and fight to the fullest. This was Zhu Xing who was standing behind to watch the battle, and holding this strange scarlet and blood-like big sword, wild and fierce, fearless of scars, and swinging the sword like the wind, showed a crazier attack than before when Tyr's hand rushed forward!

At this moment, Tyran was like a crazy barbarian, completely disregarding the deep scars on his body. Even under the catalysis of the powerful holy light, these scars were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the strength of Ethan Leon and other personal guards was far greater than that of the blood-colored crusaders of Tyr's hand. Although the strength of a single player was still not as good as Tyran, more than a dozen people formed a battle formation to fight against Tyran, but they were not without the power of a battle!

"Teacher, you have repeatedly emphasized that you should not watch Taylan be killed. I'm afraid it's because of the strange big sword in his hand? Otherwise, according to Taylan's own strength, even if he can't beat the Grand Inquisition Ethan Leon and his personal guards, he can leave safely. However, you have been saying that Taylan cannot die. In other words, Taylan not only cannot leave, but also his life is still in danger."

"Teacher, do you... know what's going on with this weird two-handed sword?"

Zhu Xing looked at the big sword of the salted fish turning over in Tailan's hand. A look of confusion flashed in his eyes and asked the great lord Moglani softly.

"Oh, that's right! It's because Tailan has this epic divine sword of the 'Lion Heart Killer' in his hand that I told you to take good care of him!"

"There is also the 'Lion Heart Killer' that is not a weird thing. It is an epic divine sword. It does not have any special abilities. Its only ability is to allow its master to unseal it with blood. Once the seal is unsealed and becomes the current primitive state, it will make his master solidify his strength to the peak level within ten minutes, and at the same time enter a crazy state, increasing his attack power by three times..."

The Great Lord Moglani sighed and said.

"In ten minutes, this person's strength will decline... right?"

Zhu Xing frowned and said.

"It's a sharp recession! It's about to decline by 90% of its power, and this recession time is a whole day!"

Grand Lord Moglani added.

Zhu Xing was shocked. This "Lion Heart Killer" was indeed quite terrifying!

Although this two-handed sword does not have any special ability to defy the sky, once it is unsealed, it will be almost invincible within ten minutes, and its weak cycle is only a whole day. This is not a problem for Tailan, the strongest vanguard of the Silver Hand Knights. However, once he unlocks the seal of the "Lion Heart Killer", then within ten minutes, he will naturally break through the formation, no one can stop it, no one can defeat it, and no taboos.

It can be said that this "Lion Heart Killer" is indeed the most suitable artifact like Tyran, a pioneer who always stands on the front line of the army to charge in battle!

However, Zhu Xing immediately understood why the great lord Moglani repeatedly told him to rescue him!

Because, the defects of this artifact are also quite large. If it is used in one-on-one, or one-on-many, without team support at all, it is unintentional to commit suicide - ten minutes later, he will immediately turn from a strong man to an impotence.

Zhu Xing, who had fully understood what situation he was about to face, also began to build up momentum, because he knew that Tyran's brave and invincible state could only last for ten minutes! Obviously, not only the person who knew this secret was the Great Lord Moglani, but even the Great Judge Ethan Leon was very clear. At the beginning, Ethan Leon was thinking about not allowing Tyran to unlock the "Lion Heart Killer", but obviously failed. Therefore, he immediately avoided it from afar, and then let his personal guards fight to the death. He waved the scepter in his hand, sang spells, and landed the sacred pillars of light on the sacred pillars of light in a desperate situation.

Entangled with Tyran's personal guards like a crazy lion, as long as these guards were not killed by Tyran's sword, then no matter how severely injured the belly was exposed, they would be cured by Ethan Leon's sacred spell. In this way, even if Tyran himself is skilled in the power of the sacred light, he is not as good as Ethan Leon's professional priest. Therefore, as time goes by, although Tyran was driven by the unsealed "Lion Heart Killer", his fighting spirit was boiling, and he didn't care about the harsh consequences of the old wounds on his body and the new injuries added, he still danced wildly with the scarlet and bloody "Lion Heart Killer" in his hands...

Although Ethan Leon is a professional priest, he is just a priest after all. Although the personal guards under him are protected by his sacred magic, they still cannot stop the crazy Tailan. The seventeen personal guards are now only five people left. At this time, Tailan's attack finally showed signs of fatigue!

Zhu Xing narrowed his eyes, and a dazzling platinum holy flame jumped up from the silver-lit long sword in his hand. He jumped forward, just ending the madness time and his strength declined to the lowest point, and then he didn't talk nonsense. His wrist trembled, and the long sword shining with the platinum holy flame jumped up like a spiritual snake with life. In the light of the platinum sword, the only five remaining guards lay down again!

This personal guard was chasing the nearest bloody crusader. Therefore, when Zhu Xing suddenly took action, he did not react at all. Therefore, when he saw the suitability of the platinum sword light as bright as a meteor, this long sword shining with the platinum holy flame had pierced his throat...

"You... deserve... to die..."

When he saw that Tyran, who had turned into a soft-legged shrimp, was about to be killed by his own guards, he was suddenly stabbed by Zhu Xing, the inexplicable guy, which made Tyran survive. The thin and pale face of the Grand Inquisition Ethan Leon was twisted! (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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