"My family’s honor swears that I will let you drink everything on your plate."

Now it’s impossible to avoid Quetta’s panting, trying to calm his panic and then looking around his companions with fierce eyes, but those people all avoided his eyes.
Yevgeny south twist a head to the counter arrogant said
"Can we fight in the backyard?"
Yevnan was a junior traveler who didn’t know much about everything when he entered the hotel just now, but now he has learned and experienced sword and duel frequently since he was a child. For him, it is a familiar way of life. Since family honor is involved, there is no need to hesitate.
This time, I dare not joke. I nodded, Yevnan looked around all the people in the hall, and then found a few people. They didn’t have the slightest businessman to solemnly ask them to witness the duel. They had been intimidated by Yevnan’s momentum, so there was no reason not to agree to a duel according to Chivaches’ habit of having two witnesses on both sides. It would never be a crime.
Yevnan and Pohris went to the backyard first, and people couldn’t restrain their curiosity, and after a while, Quait and his party came out, too. They didn’t dare to escape from the 19th section.
Yevna Kraft stood opposite each other, but the other party had not yet suppressed his anxiety. Kraft’s shoulders kept shaking and his breathing was forced to rise.
Kuit also has a sword in his hand, but he doesn’t seem to be very skilled. On the contrary, Yevnan is very skilled and puts his hand on the hilt.
Pohris had seen several times when his brother was near the territory and several children competed with swords. At that time, it was not a life-and-death duel, but a fencing competition. If one side was injured, the competition would end.
Of course, he has also heard that his brother fought a duel with some people, but he has never seen the scene of the duel. Looking from a distance, his brother’s blue and cold eyes are very different from his usual warm eyes, and he may even wonder if it is the same person.
Yevnan said to Quait simply
"draw the sword"
While Kraft drew his sword, Yevnan quickly moved his hand holding the hilt. When the winter frost sword came out of its scabbard, all the spectators around the witness seemed to be hit by a strong thorn. Someone whispered to the person next to him
"Look at that white blade … it’s not an ordinary sword."
"What the hell is that? Has anyone heard of that sword? "
The setting sun is red all over the backyard, and people’s faces are red as if they were drunk. It is chilling that the white light of the winter frost sword pierces every spectator’s chest.
A man whispered
"I heard that there is a winter sword in the world …"
At this time, two duelists jumped into the center of the courtyard, followed by swords glaring at each other, and then absorbed the sunset light and the winter frost sword burned red.
The first to take the offensive was Kuit, who, like a junior samurai, thought that preemptive action was the policy, but when his swords collided with each other, he immediately realized that the duel was a mistake
There is absolutely not much time. The arm strength of Xigaoyevnan is 100 times stronger than that of the local fist hitting Heaven and Man, while the winter frost sword has the devil’s power. When the Kuite sword is shot down, the Kuite people are already past their wits. He hurriedly picks up the sword and hastily retreats.
This time, it was Yevnan’s turn. He made a sudden attack according to the enemy’s situation. He split the enemy’s wavering sword from the oblique force and the blades slid over each other. At that moment, the Kuite sword trembled with the sound of metal collision, and soon it made a strong sound. People could understand what was going on without the winter frost.
Quait burst out with blue veins on his forehead. He tried his best to stop the two attacks of the Winter Frost Sword, but that’s all.
Bang bang …
"This is …"
It was not only the sound made by Kuite himself, but also the scene that everyone around him unconsciously praised him almost at the same time. Pohris also saw Kuite’s sword fall after being shattered.
It’s not broken into three or four pieces, which is impossible for an iron sword, but what is that white sword that happened here?
"This …"
Kuyt understood the development. When he saw Yevnan sword thrust at him hesitantly, he was so scared that he trembled all over. He quickly knelt down and knocked his head on the ground, then put his hands on his chest for mercy.
"Don’t kill … please kill me!"