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Chapter 357 Dad's Swordsmanship

When the elves were going crazy, the culprit himself was walking leisurely in an unknown town of the Falling Moon Elves.

He can manipulate his master template at will, making him easily become a moon elf version of himself that even the gods in his heyday have difficulty distinguishing between true and false, and then start wandering around.

However, if you observe his course of action carefully, you will find that he is always approaching in one direction.

It was a three-story wooden house located on the edge of the town, next to the city wall formed by stone scale wood. Although it didn't look big, it was very warmly decorated.

With the warm yellowish color scheme and the two bright yellow magic lamps at the door, a sense of home comes to the face immediately.

"This is it..."

Alvin chuckled lightly, reached forward and gently pulled the purple vine at the door. After the Screaming Vine plant was pulled, a sound like a wind chime suddenly sounded.

"Is Mr. Claydaven at home?"

He said politely to the closed door, but there was no response from the house.

No, it should be said that after being surprised, the other party was preparing for some more intense reactions, such as... a deadly divine attack!

"Who are you?"

After being silent for a while, realizing that it is impossible to hide my existence from someone who can say this name, a soft and inexplicably trustworthy male voice came from behind the door.

His voice is very distinctive, making people subconsciously have an illusion, as if there is a gentle and handsome man who has prepared dinner and is waiting for his lover to return, smiling and asking himself "Do you want to have dinner with us?" invite…

"This kind of feeling, should it be said that it is worthy of being the family patron saint of the moon elves?"

Aiwen Shiran said something that would definitely cause an uproar if others heard it, but the Elf God behind the door remained silent in response, and just tightened his grip harder on the artifact "Guardian Blade" that had been with him for 3000 years. ".

There is no doubt that the other party has bad intentions.

Surging power continuously circulated on the golden rapier, and a phantom that was very similar to the hut also appeared on the body of the guardian god of the family, Clay Divin.

Although the current strange state makes him no longer a powerful rudimentary divine power, he is still comparable to the power of the peak legend, so that this god who has fallen into the mortal world is not afraid of any challenges.

After all, before he became a god, he was a famous super sword master in the mainland!

Feeling the terrifying power that is close at hand, like a suppressing volcano, Ivan smiled, and pulled out a strange long sword without any special fluctuations from his waist.

The alloy long sword that had not been used for a long time was not unfamiliar in his hand, but little bits of lightning loomed on his body, causing the frightened Screaming Vine to start making more and more urgent wind chimes.

When the screaming vines completely froze their instincts because of the unbearable stimulation, and the sound of the wind chimes stopped abruptly, the two sides suddenly moved!

The family patron saint who lives in seclusion as a saint, the blue light in his eyes suddenly expands to the entire hut.

Afterwards, the door suddenly opened, and like a sharp blade flying out of the scabbard, with extremely concentrated strength, he stabbed fiercely at the strange elf at the door with the "Guardian Blade" in his hand!
The golden rapier was as fast as lightning, but the skills displayed by his opponent at this moment were no less impressive!

After the electromagnetic power reached a certain peak, Ivan, with his exaggerated body and arcs all over his body, suddenly raised his hand and launched a truly terrifying attack like lightning!
His honed skills allowed him to peer through the electric light and flint to see all the reactions of the elves and gods on the opposite side. Every physical movement and every movement of power were clearly visible in his eyes, and then... turned into a fatal attack!

The power that was completely solidified to the extreme, as the two weapons collided thousands of times in an instant, there were countless terrifying surges that directly tore out a series of space cracks, and in an instant, the victory and defeat were already divided!

"what!"

A scream came from the mouth of the guardian god of the family. The poor god who was being targeted by someone looked shocked at his palm that was pierced after the divine power shield was broken.

The golden blood dripped to the ground, and the wooden doorsteps suddenly bloomed with colorful blood flowers, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

The patron saint of the family obviously didn't care about these details, but narrowed his eyes slightly after urging his divine power to recover from his injuries.

Undoubtedly, he actually lost when the strength displayed by the opponent was not qualitatively different from his own.

But the strange thing is that the other party did not take any further action. Instead, he made an action that had no meaning other than to look good, and then sat back and watched with interest as he easily recovered from his injuries with strength.

"What is the origin of this guy? What does he want to do?"

Countless thoughts began to intertwine in the mind of this elf god, and countless conjectures and possibilities continued to emerge and quickly disappeared.

But even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that the reason why someone would fight him in this state instead of punching him to death with the absolute strength of the original body was purely stimulated by the baby star soul daughter.

When he was having dinner with Busujima Haruko and two little guys two days ago, the little star soul who had just listened to the story of the elf world from "Haruko's mother" suddenly blinked his cute big eyes and said coquettishly to Alvin.

"Dad, do you know swordsmanship? How does it compare to the sword masters in those stories?"

Faced with his daughter's questioning, as a father, Ai Wen said that he could bear to be questioned about his ability?

Naturally, it was a lot of bragging, but he was a real swordsmanship master, a super swordsmanship master.

In order to convince the doubtful little Xinghun to believe in his father's strength, after discovering that there is actually a former legendary sword master among the other moon elf saints in the next step of cleaning up, someone simply changed into the current appearance and killed him. come over.

And let the clone of the world-destroying dragon in the distance record the whole process, and be sure to let your daughter monitor your almighty heroic appearance.

Of course, the image of a certain elf god will fill in the mosaic. As a supporting character, there is no need for him to show his face.

The patron saint of the family, who didn't know all this, was surprised that Aiwen obviously didn't meet the basics of swordsmanship now, but was more like a posing posture, but soon launched an attack again.

But obviously, someone's cheating physical fitness, combined with a series of sword skills led by the blood imprint, which can be called the best of the lottery, allowed Aiwen to successfully defeat the poor elf god again.

However, this time someone also discovered that the supporting role in front of him seemed to have begun to adapt to his own swordsmanship and strength, and he obviously began to have a tendency to fight back.

Afraid of acting badly, after defeating the patron saint of the family head-on for the third time, he didn't give him another chance to recover. Instead, he took a slight step forward and instantly returned to his original body.

Holding the alloy sword rippling with the surging power of the holy light, it instantly burst out with a force far beyond the opponent's level of strength, knocking out the opponent with one blow and slapping, and ending the performance.

Because of the condensed and controlled power of the two sides, as well as the enchantment secretly arranged by Aiwen, this fierce duel between square inches did not even attract the attention of any elves.

What's more, there was once a guy who was believed by countless elves. He was just knocked unconscious on the ground, and then dragged away with his legs
(End of this chapter)