Salute To The General

Chapter 1091 Not A Match For Nathan

One of the Fierce Four, Sword-Master John huh? Nathan looked at John with interest. As if recalling something, he queried, "What is the relationship between Edward Seraphim from Eagleland and the Fierce Four?"

A hint of surprise flashed across John's eyes as he answered in a grave voice, "Edward was our master, and he trained the four of us himself."

"How do you know our master? And why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

So, Edward is the master of the Fierce Four.

Edward had formed a Coalition Army with the masters from eighteen nations three years ago to secretly invade the North, and behead the General of the North.

Unfortunately, Edward was killed in the battle.

He died under the General of the North's sword, and his corpse was left to rot in the wilderness of the North.

John was shocked when Nathan mentioned his master.

Nathan cracked a smile and replied, "Oh, nothing. I was just asking."

John vaguely sensed that there was some kind of history between Nathan and his master, or perhaps Nathan had previously heard his master's name in passing.

Seraphim was well-known all over

a surprise if

you know my master's name, it will be your honor to

mouth rose slightly into a barely-there smirk. "Sure. I'm interested to see whether the apprentices of the despicable and cowardly

but he had a sinister and cunning

Nathan had dealt a death blow to him using a backhanded technique with his

seethed with rage and growled, "How dare

that, he swiftly drew his sword. A beam of light was reflected off the long blade as he aimed it straight for Nathan's

slightly, dodging the gleaming blade with

wrist slightly, and his long sword shot towards Nathan at a tricky angle, intending to cause a fatal

not draw his sword. Instead,

made of glass. The sound of the sword breaking was

What?

pupils dilated in disbelief. Not even his

he had bolted across the distance in a

Bam!

if he had

able to stabilize himself. His ribcage had been splintered and his chest had

made a pained sound before vomiting a mouthful of blood mixed

of his comrades rushed forward in time to support him,