Chapter 143: The Sword Saint Civil War Ends

Ethan realized that [Dance of Death] had been competing with him for the position on the west side, and he knew that it was meaningless to pretend.

So he let go and fought with all his strength.

[Dance of Death] seemed to realize this as well, and was determined not to give up the first position on the west side. It was even more decisive, abandoning Ethan and running west.

Now it was good, the duel between sword masters turned into a 100-meter race between one man and a cat in a rugged valley.

Although the cat was very fast, Ethan was obviously faster than it because of Volibear's lightning blessing.

A flash of lightning flashed and rushed in front of the cat in a blink of an eye.

As soon as he took the first position, Ethan turned around and swung a sword energy, trying to stop the opponent's forward steps.

Everything was as he wished, and the cat dodged the sword energy with a side flip.

After landing, he tilted his head and looked at Ethan with a smirk.

Ethan had a question mark on his face.

You let me get the upper hand, and you can still laugh?

I'll make you cry later.

Just when Ethan wanted to cover the other person with his shadow, he suddenly found that the shadow disappeared.

And the surroundings became much darker.

Only then did they realize that both of them were in the shadow of a mountain.

"Wow, so you wanted to hide in this shadow from the beginning."

"But do you think you're safe like this?"

"Too naive!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Ethan threw the Sword of Oath in his hand behind him, and a strong lightning suddenly burst out from the sword.

The lightning instantly dispelled the darkness around, and at the same time a huge human figure was cast on the cat.

[Dance of Death]'s pupils suddenly contracted, and his body instinctively flashed to escape, but it was too late.

When the shadow appeared on it, a blue figure had already hugged it tightly in his arms.

Thunder and lightning flashed continuously from Volibear's body, hitting the cat, and at the same time, his limbs were like vines, tightly entangled with the cat.

"Meow Yiyi..."

[Dance of Death] screamed in agony under the double attack.

The body struggled hard, but it was useless.

Ethan was stunned when he saw how easy it was to lock the cat.

"You were dancing on the edge of the knife just now, and you were caught like this?"

"It seems that the opponent really hasn't mastered the rules."

"I have to say that my light-speed hug is really good."

"I have learned another killer move!"

"Thank you, little cat! I benefited a lot today!"

"But that's it."

Thinking of this, Ethan's hands did not stop for a moment, recalled the Sword of Oath, and slashed at the immobile cat with a charge.

When [Dance of Death] saw the big sword coming, his body suddenly shook rapidly.

The frequency was so fast that it was like a dragonfly flapping its wings.

The whole person became blurred.

However, even so, it still couldn't break free.

In the end, it gave up.

It welcomed the sword with a calm face.

When the sword cut through its body, it not only showed no pain, but even showed a meaningful smile.

That smile seemed to say: Oh, well done!

"Bang"

This sword, there was no surprise.

The cat was like a fish on a chopping board, cut in half from the waist.

Because the sword was so powerful, Volibear, who was the chopping board, was physically immune to damage, but was still chopped back dozens of meters.

When Volibear ran back holding the broken [Dance of Death], Ethan was still standing there in a daze.

He still couldn't believe that the cat died just like that.

"Is it a dream?"

"So simple?"

"Before that..."

...

"Congratulations, Master! First victory in the civil war!" Volibear's congratulations interrupted Ethan's thoughts.

At this time, he noticed that Volibear had already pieced together the body of [Dance of Death].

And he put his hands together and prayed to the body.

"What are you doing?"

Ethan asked when he saw Volibear's strange behavior.

"The strong deserve respect!

I saw in him an unyielding will and a spirit of striving for progress.

I couldn't be his friend during his lifetime, so I can only offer my respect in prayer after his death!"

"Uh..." Ethan was speechless: "Where do you see the unyielding will? Why can't I see it?"

"Master!" Volibear replied seriously: "Although I don't know his past and can't tell you his story.

But creatures of the plane like me can feel the talents of others.

In my opinion, the talent of this [Death Dance] is not good.

It can even be said to be very poor.

But such a poor talent can achieve such an achievement, which itself represents many stories."

Hearing this, Ethan stood in awe.

Turning his head to look at the body of [Death Dance].

Its eyes were closed and it passed away peacefully.

The smile at the corner of its mouth is still there.

Obviously, that was its last stubbornness!

"Let's find a place to bury it!"

"Yes! Master!"

Just when Ethan wanted to bury [Dance of Death], an eagle suddenly swooped down here.

After the eagle landed, a knight jumped off its back.

The man's age was hard to tell, his face was handsome and resolute, his long red hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked capable and bright in his leather armor.

Please don't blame Ethan for using the word "bright", because the man's red hair was too eye-catching.

And there was a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his arm, and the whole sight was bright red.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was bright.

As soon as the man landed, he took a look at the corpse on the ground, and his eyebrows were immediately twisted into a "chuan" character.

"Did you kill it?"

"There should be no one else here!" Ethan smiled and replied.

Seeing Ethan admit it, the man also smiled: "Tudiyaf!"

As soon as he heard the other party introduce himself, Ethan knew who the man was.

The great swordsman Tudiyaf, the people in the north called him [Flame Sword Demon].

"Ethan!"

Ethan also reported a name.

"Ethan?" Tudiaf frowned when he heard it, but immediately relaxed: "It's an honor to meet you, sir."

As he said that, Tudiaf took another look at the body of [Dance of Death]: "It seems that I am redundant here!"

"If you are willing to help bury it together, it should not be redundant!"

Tudiaf grinned: "Very humorous! But it's not necessary!"

"I think it's necessary!"

"You may not understand what I mean!" Tudiaf pointed to the body: "Here! Look for yourself!"

Ethan turned his head to look at the body and was stunned.

On the body of [Dance of Death], green dots like fireflies kept flying, and there were more and more.

But after a while, the whole body turned into green dots, slowly flew towards the sky, and gradually disappeared.

"Why is this happening?" Ethan finally understood the meaning of unnecessary, but he didn't understand what the green dots were.

"He went back to his body!" Tudiaf said lightly.

"Return to the original body?" Ethan was more and more confused: "What does it mean?"

"It means literally!" Tudiyaf laughed: "The highest secret of the dodge rule is to dodge even yourself, but if you are not careful, another self will appear.

Do you understand?"

When Ethan heard it, he was struck by lightning.