There was an uproar on the deck, and even the music that had been playing non-stop stopped, and the strings in the hands of several musicians burst.

Destroyed by the momentum released by the legends unconsciously!

At that moment just now, not only did Grand Duke Hanthorn not notice the appearance of the sword holder, but the rest of the group also barely noticed it!

Now that I think about it carefully, it was definitely not a simple teleportation.

There were many spellcasters present, but none of them noticed the fluctuation of magic power, and the possibility of transmitting spells was basically eliminated.

Then what the other party uses is other teleportation abilities.

Psionic teleportation? Interdimensional teleportation?

Or is it some unknown special ability?

The legend with only blue eyes seemed to have noticed something, and looked at the sword at the waist of the sword holder with some shock.

In his perception, the other party seemed to have forced his way into this space!

First, the space is locked and shaped under the change of a certain force, and finally the connection is achieved through a special medium.

Being able to do these two things is either through extremely superb skills or by using powerful force to break through the space barrier.

No matter what it is, the other party is not a simple person.

His voice sounded in the red-haired legend's mind, with some seriousness and caution:

"Be careful, this is the [Sword Holder]..."

Looking at the two people confronting each other, the legends all showed interest after the initial shock.

Not all legends would be interested in other people's affairs. Many people came just to see Augustus and were unwilling to get involved in other disputes.

But it's different now...

Participating in fights and having fun are two completely different things.

Fight!

Don't bother watching!

Take action!

Bored, I want to see the river of blood!

Without paying attention to the surrounding legends, the sword holder stood quietly.

The knight did not hold his head high, but his momentum was in stark contrast to the panicked Archduke Da Hanshen just now.

Make a decision.

Looking quietly at Grand Duke Hanci, who was speechless due to what he just said, the sword holder asked:

"You, why remain silent?"

An emotionless and indifferent voice makes those who hear it feel even more mocking.

"You... you!?"

I was despised by Keynes before, I lost my temper just now because of the appearance of the sword holder, and now I am still being humiliated like this...

The cold aura on Grand Duke Hanthorn's body has completely reached the edge of getting out of control!

As long as it is stimulated again, it will explode regardless of anything.

Fortunately, he still has reason.

no!

Can't take action!

This is the territory of the Jia Silin family, and there are other invited guests, so taking action now is a provocation to them all.

Moreover, Augustus will arrive soon.

You absolutely can't take action, at least you can't be the first to take action!

The icy aura shrank immediately after it exploded. The Cold Thorn Archduke forced himself to calm down and coldly snorted:

"What do you want me to say?"

His upright posture showed no signs of wavering, and the eyes under his helmet stared indifferently ahead.

"An explanation."

"Why don't I have the guts to appear in front of you?"

slap.

Standing on the spot, every second of the sword holder's existence was like a loud slap on the face of Grand Duke Hanthorn.

The expression under the mask was embarrassing, and Han Ci's suppressed anger almost exploded again.

"ha……"

Don't fall for the trap!

Clenching his fists hard, Han Ci knew that he could not leave the rhythm to the opponent's hands and must fight back.

"Haha, explain? Why should I explain to you?"

Looking at the sword holder carefully, Han Ci kept comparing it with the feeling he had when he last saw him.

Breath, posture, pressure...

Although there was no problem on the surface, based on the details, Han Ci was sure that the sword holder at this moment was different from the last time and was indeed a legend!

The person holding the sword twice is not the same person!

Now, the handle is in my hand!

After figuring this out, Han Ci's anger was swept away, and he felt relaxed.

There is only one person who can pull out the words of judgment, and only that person is the true sword bearer.

The person in front of me is a legend to be sure, but he is an impostor of the sword wielder.

Hahaha.

"I'm very curious about one thing now, who are you?"

With a sneer, Han Ci sneered at the unresponsive sword holder and asked:

"Are you really a [sword wielder]?"

…

…

Bincheng, Shirin's laboratory.

Jiang Wan stood silently in front of the huge screen and locked the tracking target firmly on Ning Feng.

For a long time, she didn't look back and suddenly said:

"Shireen?"

Behind him, no one answered.

Lowering her head, Jiang Wan silently took a deep breath.

suck……

Raising her head suddenly, she shouted in the quiet room:

"Where did you run to!?"

"Where are you? You're not here anymore!"

We agreed to watch the live broadcast together, where the hell have you been?

Unfortunately, despite the angry roars, there was still no response in the room.

"Ha...ah, ha..."

Then, she turned around and looked around the room, and finally found a letter left for herself on the table in Shirin's bedroom.

He frowned and read quickly.

"…………"

Then, Jiang Wan shouted even louder.

"ah!"

"We agreed to stay at home together, but you actually ran away alone!"

Slapping the letter onto the table, Jiang Wan angrily yelled:

"You guys want to elope here for me, right?"

"hateful!!!"

…
To be continued...