"Open fire!"
When Sandel saw Dark rushing over, he immediately ordered over a hundred dragon riders to open fire.
What these guns fired were not bullets, but blazing flames. The temperature of these flames was extremely high, and only these armored soldiers could use them.
Normal bullets were useless against an expert like Darke. That was why they chose to use high temperatures to weaken and restrict Darke's range of movement.
Dark's charge was immediately restricted, and he dodged back and forth in a rather sorry state.
The key was that these soldiers did not just stand in place and shoot flames. Their own strength was extraordinary, and they cooperated with each other to weave around, not giving Dark much space to survive.
As for breaking through their encirclement, it was also very difficult because these soldiers would cover for each other.
The flames that sprayed out were like golden snakes, shuttling back and forth in the night, outlining a spider web of death.
Sander had a sinister smile on his face. "Dark, you want to challenge an entire squad of dragonriders without any armor? Aren't you looking down on the elites that we, the dragonriders, have trained ourselves too much?"
Dark shuttled through the flames, and another flame burned his cheek. However, he did not show the slightest bit of fear. He gritted his teeth, faced the dozen or so flames, and heavily slashed the ground with his sword!
The sturdy cement ground cracked open, and a large amount of gravel flew up. Mixed in with the black spirit energy, it forcefully knocked over seven or eight soldiers!
Taking advantage of this gap, Dark tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, intending to break out of the encirclement.
"Don't even think about it!"
Sandel had been paying close attention. Seeing that Dark was about to break out, he pulled out a golden sawtooth sword from his waist and rushed towards Dark!
The sword slashed down, bringing with it a golden spirit energy. Like a thunderbolt, it struck the ground, and the shockwave of spirit energy caused Dark's figure to stagnate once again!
"Kill!" Sandel shouted. Taking advantage of the situation, he chased after Dark and slashed down more than ten times!
Dark's fighting technique was rather strange, and his sword was unconventional. However, Sandel's swordsmanship was even more ferocious and as fast as lightning.
It was said that the moves that dragon riders cultivated were derived from observing the activities of different dragons. Although it was not known whether it was true or not, it was indeed passed down from generation to generation since ancient times.
Unlike the Dragon Knight's name, the Dragon Knight's Martial Techniques were not that fancy. Instead, they pursued simplicity and straightforwardness, using strength and speed to settle the battle. Their movements were not flashy.
To put it bluntly, when you can use your fists, you don't use your sword, and when you can use your sword, you don't use your Qi.
The inheritance of the Dragon Knight was also very simple. If the disciple could defeat the master, then he could become the next Dragon Knight.
For the sake of dignity, the older generation of Dragon Knights would even fight to the death in battle to announce the graduation of their disciples. It was cruel, but it was also filled with solemnity and holiness.
Dark Dragon Darke and Lightning Dragon Sandel were knights who had held their titles for nearly 20 years. They had long mastered their combat skills to the point of perfection.
If it was a normal battle, the two of them might exchange blows. However, Dark had been chased all the way here. He had consumed a lot of energy and was not wearing any armor. Naturally, he was at a disadvantage.
Clang clang clang!
Two completely different swords collided fiercely in the air, and one could feel how terrifying the power was from the vibrations.
Both of them had the strength of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and Dark was even at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm. However, Sandel also had the strength to break through to the Large Perfection Realm.
If it was someone who knew about martial arts, they might think that these two people were only fighting like this, like two boorish men slashing at each other.
However, Ye Fan obviously wouldn't think so. The reason why there was such a battle that didn't seem to be gorgeous at all was because they were all close combat martial artists. Secondly, it was because fancy techniques were no longer effective against their level of strength.
They knew very well that making an extra fake move was not as effective as suppressing the opponent by a few tenths of a second.
Moreover, their strength was well controlled in the right place, so it did not seem earth-shattering.
The more they fought, the uglier they became. However, they consumed a lot of energy and their facial expressions became uglier.
Ye Fan held the black bag in his hand and watched Darke and Sandel fight. He knew that Darke probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
However, if he were to interfere, he would be completely at odds with the Holy Dragon Knight, Auland.
It was fine if this was China, but this was the magnesium country. He needed to protect two women. President Li, if he were to become enemies with the Dragon Knights and attract other enemies, it would be very difficult to control the situation.
Ye Fan suddenly realized that he had rushed over to perform surgery on President Li, but he was still too unprepared.
"Brother Ye Fan, what exactly happened?"
At the back of the cabin door, Du Yun'er stuck her head out and asked nervously.
Ye Fan hurriedly said, "Quickly go in, I'll take care of this."
Du Yun'er was very uneasy, but she could only obediently return to the cabin.
Right at this moment, there was a loud "bang" sound. Sandel's roundhouse kick hit Darke's chest. Although Darke used his broadsword to block it, he was unable to stabilize his body's center of gravity and somersaulted three times.
"Burn him to death!"
Sandel jumped back and left the battle formation, ordering the soldiers to fire at Darke.
There was blood at the corner of Darke's mouth as he stabbed his sword into the ground. He wanted to stand up and dodge, but it was obviously too late!
"Boom boom boom!" — — "
Dozens of flames converged at Darke's location, as if they had gathered into a furnace of death!
The flames dissipated, but no one found Darke's corpse. They only saw the broadsword still stabbed into the ground with its head held high.
"Lucifer?!"
Sandel looked into the distance and saw Ye Fan supporting Darke with one hand.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, Ye Fan had rushed in and brought Darke out. All of the flames had been sprayed into the air!
"What do you mean!? Do you want to go against us Dragon Knights!? "Sandel glared at him and said angrily.
Ye Fan also had a headache. He scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I really don't want to get involved in your matters. But if Auland is really on the same side as Sylvie, then I have no choice …"
Darke looked at Ye Fan excitedly, "Lucifer, do you believe what I said?"
"There's no benefit in lying to me. Besides, you almost lost your life. No matter what, I have to believe you." Ye Fan said.
Sandel sneered, "Lucifer, do you really think that just because a group of people call you the King of Hell, everyone in the world will be afraid of you? This is not your Purgatory Island, this is not a place where you can behave atrociously!
Last time, Auland said that you displayed extraordinary fighting strength at the Sai Te Association, and that you have improved compared to three years ago. Then let me see how capable you are! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Sandel's feet were like a gust of wind as he charged towards Ye Fan. The golden sawtooth longsword in his hand was the first to be thrown out, tearing through the air and aiming straight for Ye Fan's throat!
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