God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 66

"Ha!"

The two soldiers fought hand to hand again. Their blades marked the shining track of tooth color and dark blue in the air, and bright sparks burst out in the impact of weapons.

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

The other side easily parried his every attack, carelessly leaving wounds on him that were enough to splash blood, but not enough to be fatal.

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

The ability of the dark guard has little effect on the enemy who does not rely on sub space.

"When can an officer's standard be so low?"

Sol raised the sword to his eyes indifferently, and then threw it with force. A string of blood beads fell to the ground, forming a scarlet arc.

"If it was 10000 years ago, you didn't even have the qualification to be a team leader."

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

"Have you said enough?"

Soshyang asked coughing blood.

"You're serious, aren't you? You really think you can beat me."

Sol approached him with a sword in his hand and his head tilted.

In response, soshyan nodded and vomited cold blood again.

"Come and try."

Suddenly, sol suddenly launched an attack. The high-speed long sword turned into a storm of blades in front of soshyan, and the soldiers under the field roared one after another.

Suddenly, soshyang hurled the sword in his hand. Such a move caught sol unprepared, so his action slowed down for a moment.

Soshyan wanted this moment. He immediately jumped at his opponent, and the distance between them disappeared in an instant.

The two soldiers collided and soshyan tried to hit each other in the face.

But sol was only surprised at first, but his fighting instinct made him react immediately and offset some of his strength.

Next, he let soshyan know that the gap between the two was so huge.

Sol also threw his sword aside. At the moment when soshyan waved his fist again, his left hand slipped over soshyan's elbow and then jerked up.

The fist of the star Knight war leader slid directly down the other party's shoulder.

Sol didn't give each other time. He waved his right fist to soshyang's face and threw him back.

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

Then soshyan was dragged back, and the other party hit him fiercely on the trunk with elbows and knees.

He realized that sol was not only an excellent swordsman, but also a ferocious soldier.

Anger and hatred gushed out of every thunderous bombardment. They rolled and fought like gangsters on the street.

It was powerful enough to kill a mortal several times, but soshyan just felt pain in every inch of his muscles and bones.

"Hum!"

After a burst of * * * * attack, soshyan issued a wild roar saturated with loss and anger. He suddenly burst out a force to push sol away.

Then he jumped up and knocked the other party down.

When he fell, the knee of his right leg hit the other party's arm heavily, and pressed the other party's body with his body and left arm.

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

The two soldiers were almost still and locked in a face-to-face contest.

Soshyan clenched his teeth and pressed his held arm down.

Sol stared at soshyan's face and saw that he was deeply lost and unwilling. He was resisting the inevitable failure.

"You still have hope, soshyan."

Hearing Sol's whisper, soshyan pressed his arm with greater strength. He couldn't imagine that his body could carry such great power.

As he tasted the coming victory, sol suddenly smiled and suddenly raised his hand. At the same time, he bent his right leg and pushed it up. In an instant, he burst into an unimaginable force.

With such strength, Saul lifted soshyan out in the scream of the people.

Soshyan smashed heavily under the challenge arena. Lying on his back, his blood flowed down from his mouth like a scarlet string.

Then sol stood high in front of him, his sword resting in front of his throat.

"You lost."

Soshyan took a deep breath and stood up before the other soldiers caught up and helped him.

"Yes, I lost. I fulfilled my promise. When the spark left subspace, you can choose to leave."

Saul took a deep look at him, put away his sword and said:

"You are a tenacious and inflexible soldier. I take back my words. Over time, you are fully qualified to be a member of the blade of the king's court."

Soshyan breathed heavily and didn't speak.

But sol suddenly shouted at the soldiers who were Watching:

"You, do you want to know what is the reason for your defeat?"

He walked back to the challenge arena.

"Then come and try one by one."

"I'll come!"

Farzad angrily picked up his double axes from the weapon rack, pushed away the people and jumped into the metal challenge arena.

Soshyang looked at this scene and thought about something in his heart.

Just after he thought for 20 seconds and heard a dull noise, the strong captain fell directly from the challenge arena, with a very embarrassing face-down posture.

After that, soshyang watched the recruits in the regiment go up to the challenge arena one by one, and then they were knocked down one by one.

At the most outrageous time, sol asked three soldiers to go together, and then threw them all down one by one.

Almin lasted the longest. He lasted more than 30 seconds.

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

But after he hurriedly blocked the other party's attack, leading to the opening of the middle door and being kicked off the shield by the other party, everything was over.

Looking at the star soldiers lying on the ground around the challenge arena, sol stood on the challenge arena as straight as a javelin. He held his sword in both hands and looked at the only standing soshyang.

"Commander sohyan war, is this the result of your teaching?"

"I..."

Soshyan was speechless.

"Can you give me a promise?"

Sol's next words puzzled him.

"What... Promise?"

"When the time comes, I hope you and your regiment can help me kill a man."

"Who?"

"Now you are too weak. When you are strong enough, I will tell you."

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

Seeing the silence of the other party, sol saw what he was worried about and said:

"Don't worry, it will never violate your morality and loyalty. That man is a traitor, an abominable and despicable traitor."

"The son of a former Emperor."

Sol nodded.

After thinking about it for a while, soshyan replied:

"OK, emperor, I give you this promise. When you need it, my regiment and I will do our best to help you eliminate that enemy."

"Thank you."

Soshyan went to the arena and stretched out his arm to sol.

The other party smiled, released his sword hand and turned to hold soshyang's hand.

"Nice to meet you, instructor sol tawitz."

"Nice to meet you, commander soshyan Alexei."