Although I was dizzy, Yasuo still didn't get a perfect solution.

It is not that simple to get in touch with Demacia as Fukugami Island - after all, Yasuo and Arrelia are too sensitive, while Lucian and Senna are still lacking in abilities, so it is difficult for both parties to choose an messenger for communication.

He boldly made one plan after another, but after deducing it, Yasuo silently denied these plans. Whether he and Arrilia were hiding in the dark or changing their bodies, it was difficult to achieve their goals smoothly.

It is not easy to intervene non-violently in Demacia's complex political situation.

Although there is a useful breakthrough for the Laurent family, it is far from enough to achieve Yasuo's goal.

After rubbing his temples, although Yasuo was not physically tired, his psychological problems still made him quite impatient. Then, just as he was about to stand up and go out for a walk, the active wind spirit brought a special news.

Just now, someone crossed the courtyard wall.

There is a thief?

Yasuo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly - Didn't he say that Demacia's security is very good? Why did the thief climb over the wall just now?

Or are you and Arrelia targeted?

At this moment, Yasuo thought about a lot of things, but in short, this was not a problem.

Let's go out and take a look, just treat it as a move.

Yasuo, who had made up his mind, stretched his waist and silently left the room and came to the front yard of the thief. Then, something surprised him happened - the breeze blew, but he could not find the trace of the thief.

This is a bit interesting...

Although the information conveyed by the Spirit of the Wind is not detailed and the detection effect is extremely limited, in this small yard, the guy who climbed over the wall could actually hide this gust of breeze?

The last person who could do this was Aphelius who was protected by the moonlight!

Then, just as Yasuo was confused, a tall guy in a cloak appeared from the shadow of the courtyard wall and appeared in front of him in a swagger.

"Sir." The other party was wearing a hood, unable to see his face clearly, and his voice was a little too low, "Ask the apology, have you seen a strange weapon?"

Looking at the lantern in the other person's hand, Yasuo finally smiled on his face - although the other person's voice was a little ambiguous? But to Yasuo? It was unexpectedly very familiar.

Recognizing the other party's identity, Yasuo directly stretched out his left arm and spread his left hand.

The next moment? The Dark Seed Demon Sword rushed out of the sword box? It fell steadily into Yasuo's hands.

"Are you talking about this?"

………………………………………

Sejax Cayu Reins Icasson – or Jax – is a little nervous right now.

After all, are they facing the Dark Seed? After these guys fell, they are even stronger than before.

But?    It's just a little bit.

Holding the long handle of the lantern with both hands? Jax set off his attacking posture-and the other party tacitly did not speak, but just slashed straight towards him with the dangerous long sword.

It's well arrived.

Jax is very familiar with this straightforward attack. They have always been a group of proud guys. Whether before the fall or after the fall, pride is their biggest weakness.

He clearly possesses extremely powerful power, but he never wants to exercise his skills - Jax remembers very clearly that all the ascenators and the fighting skills they possess will be frozen forever at the moment of ascension.

This is your own opportunity!

Step forward? Jax took off the sword and slashed it hard, then hit the lantern hard? He pointed directly at the other party's crotch.

The other party reacted very quickly and acted quickly, not like the Atoks in his impression? More importantly, facing his own attacks? The other party did not exchange injuries for injuries as before? Instead, he chose to dodge.

I felt a little strange? But Jax didn't hesitate at all. He jumped and landed behind his opponent lightly. The long handle of the lantern in his hand swept out and almost instantly hit the back of the opponent's head.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed to have become particularly slippery now. Before the long handle hit the target, he took a step forward, and then pulled the sword into a sword flower and turned backwards.

"puff--"

The two weapons intersected for the first time, but they were strangely not making any sounds of gold and iron. They were just dull, as if they were perfunctory, and then the two sides separated tacitly.

He put on a good posture again, this time, Jax finally did not take the initiative to attack - on the one hand, it was certainly because he was suspicious, but more importantly... Compared to actively attack, he was more accustomed to counterattacking defensively, even when facing those guys who claim to be gods.

Jax's opponent seemed unwilling to be passively beaten. He stepped forward with relatively small steps, and the big sword in his hand took advantage of the momentum of stepping forward and slashed an attack that made Jax completely unfamiliar.

Although this slash is powerful and exquisite, the long handle of the lantern in Jax's hand just pulled and pulled, making the attack far away - if the opponent hadn't seemed to be testing, Jax's subsequent counterattack would have made him unbearable.

It seemed that he felt that his offensive was insufficient. In the shock of Jax, the opponent threw the black long sword. He took out a slender and sharp long sword from somewhere, and then stepped forward again and launched an attack on Jax.

The development of the battle began to become weird—at least in Jax's eyes.

The opponent seemed to have returned to the fighting style of the Dark Seed, and did not take the defense seriously. He was attacked several times by a long lantern handle; but at the same time, he seemed to have completely changed his style, and each move had a little more inexplicable meaning, and his whole body slipped like a breeze...

What's going on?

Facing his opponent with a drastic change in style, Jax carefully chose to block continuously. In addition to a few counterattacks, his lamp posts waving up and down, turning constantly, and his defenses seemed airtight.

It's really airtight - even the Wind Blade cannot break through Jax's defense!

In a flash, the two of them had already fought for dozens of moves quietly. As footsteps came in the house, Jax's opponent finally stopped fighting and took the initiative to retreat several steps cautiously.

He saw his fingers on the thin blade long sword, and quickly returned it into the sheath, and then an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!