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Chapter 1111: Chapter 1111: Ebony Bracelet
This sound, like rolling Heavenly Thunder, made Lazaro Ellsworth and Atticus Ellsworth stop their actions.
A moment later.
Four figures arrived through the air, landing beside Julius Reed.
The four were standing on the hilts of four swords that had been thrust into the ground, their expressions cold.
"We want the person."
"Lowell Tennyson?"
Lazaro Ellsworth looked at the four arrogant figures before him and asked aloud.
He had been fighting vigorously but was interrupted by these intruders, which irritated him.
However, if these newcomers were actually disciples of Lowell Tennyson, Lazaro Ellsworth could not act rashly.
Lowell Tennyson!
Among countless sects, it was known as the purest school of Sword Dao.
Their swordsmanship was unmatched in the world!
For thousands of years, many masters of Sword Dao had come from there.
Disciples of Lowell Tennyson had not only dominated with cold weapons in ancient times but also stood supreme even in this era!
Apart from the proud sword lineage of Boulevard, no one could shake the status of Lowell Tennyson.
"Correct! We are the four sword attendants around Sword Fool, Tennyson One, Tennyson Five, Tennyson Nine, Tennyson Fourteen!"
The leader spoke coldly.
Simplicity is the essence of greatness.
With numerous sword attendants around Sword Fool, they were conveniently named with numbers for ease of reference and management.
"I am Tennyson One, the chief sword attendant of Sword Fool!"
The leader, one foot on a sword hilt, pointed at Julius Reed behind him, "Now, we are taking him with us!"
"Mad Dragon? You know him?"
Lazaro Ellsworth was shocked!
Mad Dragon had ties with Lowell Tennyson?
That was not comparable to Azure Mountain.
If they really offended Lowell Tennyson, unless the Medicine God revived,
they would not want to provoke this serious trouble.
"Whether we know him or not is none of your business. But now, by the order of Sword Fool, we are taking him! Did you get that?"
Tennyson One said coldly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
"Nonsense! What do you think this place is? This is Medicine King Valley!" A strong martial arts practitioner stepped forward, pointing at the four men, "Two Supreme Elders are in charge here, it’s not your place to be arrogant! Kneel and accept your death!"
Having seen the capabilities of Lazaro Ellsworth and Atticus Ellsworth, and with nearly a thousand comrades around, the people from the martial world felt emboldened.
Seeing that Mad Dragon was about to be annihilated by the joint efforts of two Grandmasters, these four suddenly descended from the sky wanting to take the person away made him naturally displeased.
Especially their attitude!
Such disdain!
So arrogant!
"Say that again?"
Tennyson One slightly turned and looked at the martial arts practitioner who had just spoken.
"I told you to get lost!"
The man disdainfully said, "Otherwise, you’ll die along with him..."
Puchi!
Before he finished speaking,
The longsword under the foot of Tennyson One emerged from the soil!
It swiftly slashed across the man’s throat.
"Ah..."
The martial arts practitioner hurriedly covered his neck with both hands, staring incredulously at Tennyson One.
Blood continuously seeped through his fingers.
Thud!
Finally.
The man died of asphyxiation.
"Now, does anyone else disagree?"
Tennyson One held the longsword, its tip still dripping with blood.
Silence.
A throat-cutting sword!
Such formidable strength forced the martial world’s strong men to lower their heads, their peripheral vision all turned towards Lazaro Ellsworth.
Perhaps only this Supreme Elder of Medicine King Valley could break the deadlock.
The seemingly abrupt killing was not at all surprising to Lazaro Ellsworth.
Lowell Tennyson had always been domineering!
Or rather, those who practiced swordsmanship all harbored a sharp spirit.
"Tennyson One, the man behind you, who slaughtered Locke Yarrow of Boulevard, and harmed Jonty Ridge of Skyslaughter Sect! If you insist on taking him, you are not only making an enemy of Medicine King Valley but might also offend both Boulevard and Skyslaughter Sect simultaneously! Have you considered the consequences?"
Lazaro Ellsworth did not want to let the person go.
He had even prepared for the worst.
After all, the Medicine God was about to awaken!
Then, what of Lowell Tennyson?
"Boulevard, Skyslaughter Sect?" Tennyson One furrowed his brow slightly, expressing some disbelief, "What you said, is it true?"
These two major sects had renowned reputations!
Though Lowell Tennyson was a significant name in Sword Dao, they preferred not to make enemies lightly.
Listening to Lazaro Ellsworth’s words, Tennyson One clearly hesitated.
"The heads of two Great Grandmasters lie right here on the ground!"
Lazaro Ellsworth pointed five meters away.
Whoosh!
The martial masters in the middle quickly dispersed.
ensuring that Tennyson One could see clearly.
"It really is the two elders!"
When Tennyson One saw the two heads stained with blood, a trace of astonishment finally flashed across his usually uneventful face.
Grandmasters from the Heavenly Rankings!
They naturally recognized them!
Every year, when the rankings were announced, Tennyson One, as a sword attendant, would accompany the Sword Madman to the grand ceremony.
He nearly recognized all the figures in the Heavenly Rankings.
Great Grandmasters!
Tremendously powerful!
Yet, they had their heads chopped off?
And both of them at once?
"I’m sorry!"
After a brief hesitation, Tennyson One turned around and looked at Lazaro Ellsworth, "Taking him was our master’s will. I hope Elder Ellsworth could give us a break, and not make it hard on Lowell Tennyson."
Making things hard for Lowell Tennyson?
Such an accusation weighed heavily!
Clearly, it was Lowell Tennyson who had meddled uninvited, but now it seemed as if Medicine King Valley was the one making things hard on Lowell Tennyson?
"Tennyson One, he must stay!"
Lazaro Ellsworth, uncharacteristically furious, said, "You, Lowell Tennyson, shouldn’t be so dismissive of everyone else! Tell me, does the Sword Madman stand a chance against me in a great battle?"
He was the Supreme Elder, from the Martial Gate!
If it weren’t for his perennial stationing on Boulevard Mountain, he would surely be a name in the Heavenly Rankings!
Yet even so, within the martial sects of the world, who didn’t know of Lazaro Ellsworth?
"Elder Ellsworth!"
Tennyson One raised his right hand slightly, and the three sword attendants immediately landed on the ground behind him.
Swords in hand!
"Today, whether you let him go or not, we must take him away!" 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
After speaking, Tennyson One made a gesture to retreat.
"Let’s go!"
The other three surrounded Julius Reed.
"I need to save someone!"
Julius Reed coldly lifted his head, pointing at the high platform above!
There, Nelson was watching him.
"Stop the nonsense! The Sword Madman just told us to take you, not to worry about anyone else!"
Tennyson One walked over, grabbed Julius Reed’s shoulder, "Let’s go!"
"I said, I need to save someone."
Julius Reed turned his head, looking at Tennyson One.
Blood-red eyes, cold tone, frightening enough to send chills down Tennyson One’s spine.
"Don’t be ungrateful! Saving you was because the Sword Madman made a deal! The lives of others don’t concern us!"
Tennyson One stepped forward, his right hand on Julius Reed’s shoulder.
"Let’s go!"
Whump!
The next moment.
Tennyson One’s body shook violently!
He widened his eyes, incredulously looking down.
His chest was pierced straight through by a golden dragon sword.
"I rarely repeat myself," said Julius.
Thump!
Julius Reed fiercely pulled out the Great Zhou Lan Night Sword.
Tennyson One fell heavily to the ground, already lifeless.
"You..."
This abrupt turn of events left the other three sword attendants somewhat at a loss.
Even Lazaro Ellsworth had never expected!
Mad Dragon, killing his own rescuers?
What play was this?
The martial masters also gaped in shock.
They racked their brains but never expected infighting from the other side!
"Tell me, why did you come to rescue me?"
Julius Reed took a step forward, his sword pointing at Tennyson Five’s neck.
"It was... someone... someone exchanged your life with a blackwood bracelet..."
Tennyson Five, looking at Tennyson One’s corpse on the ground, had his mind go blank.
Whump!
A sword to the throat.
Then there were two more.
The bodies of four sword attendants from Lowell Tennyson neatly fell to the ground.
"The blackwood bracelet..." Julius Reed held his head with one hand, trying to remember.
"Oh, it’s Lillian Tompson."
He turned around, slowly raising the longsword.
The sword’s tip directly pointed at Lazaro Ellsworth!
