Fierce Battle on the Novro Continent

Tarke swung his sword three times in a row, but Nian Hao easily dodged them all.

The attack of an eighth-level warrior was easily neutralized, and everyone present was shocked. Seeing Nian Hao's skills, Talke thought that this young man could really rival the gods, but after thinking about it, he immediately saw the secret.

"So that's it." Tarke laughed, slowly walked towards Nian Hao with his sword, and said: "When I was a peak seventh-level warrior, there was a human being who was a fifth-level warrior. The samurai was able to withstand hundreds of attacks in my hands. I thought it was because I didn't practice enough, but I didn't expect that his moves were just too powerful."

Nian Hao didn't pay attention to what Tucker said. Instead, he was thinking about the skill he used to avoid the attack just now. Nian Hao couldn't remember when he mastered swordsmanship or when he summoned the long sword. Ever since he was young, he had always had a strange feeling about his sudden skills. When he was on Earth, except for the battle in Shanghai where he was able to use his sword skills arbitrarily and explore his own skills, he had no achievements at other times. At this moment, under Tarke's sword wind, he suddenly felt something strange, but he couldn't explain it.

Tarke approached Nian Hao, and when he was twenty meters away, he suddenly took a step forward and stepped out. Holding the knife in his hand, he slashed directly at Nian Hao.

Thorfinn immediately called to the other three people and came to Nian Hao's aid.

It's just that the speed is too fast. The eighth-level warrior is the top existence in the Novro continent. The three Thorfinns had just moved half a step forward when Tarke's knife had already struck in front of Nian Hao.

Only a clang was heard, which was the sound of Nian Hao raising his sword and colliding with the blade. Under the huge impact, Nian Hao was knocked back several meters by the power of Tarke's blade. Where Nian Hao was standing, a huge crater with a diameter of one meter and a depth of thirty centimeters exploded under the huge force of the collision. Nian Hao, who was knocked away, knelt on the ground with one knee, still holding the stance of blocking with his horizontal sword.

"Not bad!" Tucker grinned in admiration. He looked back at his mount and shouted, "But this little guy is still too weak."

Tucker's mount roared, stood upright, and his expression became painful. Its limbs became slender, gradually evolving into human arms and legs. At the same time, its torso also began to stand upright, and its spine curved into a human body. The mount's head was also deformed, its facial features shrunk, and turned into a human mouth and nose. The ears gradually became rounder and flatter, becoming human-like. It's just that the wolf's uniquely ferocious and strange eyes have become even deeper.

After the wolf's hair faded, the entire skin became smooth and moist. A naked human woman appeared in front of everyone.

The giant wolf, who turned into a woman, took the clothes from the cavalrymen nearby, simply covered her private parts, then laughed and said, "Talk, this is very similar to a human you met before."

"Do you want to give it a try?" Tarke watched his partner turn into a human form, then pointed at Nian Hao and said, "I'm still a little reluctant to kill him."

Thorfinn and others surrounded Nian Hao behind them. Nian Hao gasped for breath for a few times and then began to vomit blood. The wound on his back also collapsed, and the bright red color dyed his entire body.

"Get out of the way!" Tarke raised his knife and said to Thorfinn and others: "The bloody battle is not over yet!"

Thorfinn couldn't find any excuse, but he realized that it must be extremely important for this young man to have the power of Emperor Shion. Such an important person must be saved even if he breaks the rules of bloody battle.

Nian Hao stretched out a hand, patted Thorfinn's shoulder and said, "I can still fight."

"Young man, you are very good, you actually guided my power directly to the ground." Tarke continued to grin: "It's a pity that your body is too weak to support the guidance of this power."

Just find another pivot point. Nian Hao muttered to himself.

During the battle in Shanghai, Nian Hao had already learned some tips on using swords from Mo Ling. When the opponent had the power to crush him, as long as he found a fulcrum, whether it was his own body or something else, as long as he could successfully defeat the opponent With powerful force, you can become invincible. For Nian Hao, he has already figured out the trick to the fulcrum. But at that time, Mo Ling said that using oneself as the fulcrum is the easiest way to observe this kind of balanced power, but it is too limited to one's own body. If a lever has no hard material, no matter how long it is, it will not be able to move the earth.

Nian Hao stood up, raised his sword, and said to Tarke: "What level of warrior do you think I belong to?"

After hearing this, Tarke put away his smile and said: "The second level peak, almost the third level soon."

"Even if I am a third-level warrior, don't you feel ashamed that I can block an eighth-level warrior like you?" Nian Hao roared.

Hearing Nian Hao's words, Tarke took a breath, but his partner laughed at him: "This little guy is interesting. Tarke, what do you think?"

Before Talke could answer, Nian Hao continued to yell: "You fight bloody battles in the name of your ancestors, and you actually use the big to bully the small. Are you worthy of your ancestors!"

"You have a record of killing gods!" Tarke's face was full of anger when he heard Nian Hao mention the name of his ancestor.

"But you just admitted that I am a third-level warrior, and your words don't count?" Nian Hao retorted.

"Little guy, you are funny." Tarke's companion laughed. Her laughter was charming, and in Nian Hao's ears, it sounded like Wu Nong's soft-spoken accent. "How do you want to fight?"

"How about just fighting with physical strength and fighting skills!" Nian Hao said.

That's it? Tarke grinned again. The strength of a third-level warrior's body, no matter how powerful it is, is only the power of his own finger. As for combat skills, Tarke's achievements were the result of many life-and-death battles over the past thirty years. How big is this little guy in front of you!

"Okay!" Tucker pointed his knife at Nian Hao and said, "Come on."

Nian Hao didn't hesitate, he jumped out of his body and stabbed straight through with his long sword.

court death! When Talke saw Nian Hao attacking him like this, he was very disdainful and slashed with his sword.

So fast! Nian Hao realized it when he saw Tarke swinging the knife, but he naturally tapped the ground with his toes and changed the direction of his body to avoid the attack. The arm was simply raised and thrust straight away.

With a slap, Nian Hao actually made a small cut on Tarke's shoulder.

Tarke was shocked. When he came back to his senses, he saw Nian Hao ducking five meters away from him.

When Thorfinn saw that Nian Hao could actually hurt Talco, he immediately thought that Nian Hao would coordinate every muscle, every bone, and every inch of skin in his body. Nian Hao is so proficient in the skills that only a seventh-level senior warrior can do! It seems that this crisis can be resolved.