Dawn of the Grey Tower

69 net 69, the fastest update of the dawn of the gray tower! There's no need to say anything, just a few seconds of silence. What a character Jian, although the realm may not be as good as that of a master-level warrior like the fisherman, but within the same age group, both experience and rank are first-class.

Generally speaking, if someone said no need in that tone of voice outside the door, the next step would be to break the door roughly, but mages are not mortals, and their method of breaking the door will naturally not be a kick on the shoulder.

As a digression, these two types of swords have actually been used by Cheese, and sometimes Gray Pao would do such a brutal act that was seriously inconsistent with his identity as a spellcaster. Impact.

However, there are not many spellcasters in the Northland where Cheese has lived for a long time. Even if races other than humans begin to gather within the range of the Fierce Hammer Territory, there are very few people who can really call themselves mage. It means that even the materials for casting spells are difficult to prepare, so there will not be too many mages in this world who will act like this. Since the other party will not break the door with violence, it is a spell.

Thinking of this, the sword retreated slightly and could pop back at any time. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the abnormal temperature came from his iron rod, as if the rod had been heated on the charcoal fire for several hours.

Loosen, retreated, and pulled out the Feiyan Sword on his back. The whole process took less than a breath of time. That is to say, in this breath, the iron bar across the door has already shown a dim red.

Seeing this scene, it is impossible to say that the sword is not distressed. This Qimen stick is a personal weapon that he spent a lot of heart to create, so he knows very well that the heating of the metal stick to this extent will affect the internal structure. How much damage was done.

But he felt distressed. Right now, he didn't dare to rush to rescue the weapon. What's more, it was not only his iron rod that was infused with the high temperature at this time. glowing red.

The ignition point of wood, even painted wood, cannot be compared with that of metal. When the metal frame surrounding the door panel is dyed red by the inexplicable high temperature, the door inside should have started to burn, even directly. into coke.

This didn't happen, and the door as a whole remained uncommonly complete, only the door frame and the door shaft connected to the door frame began to change from solid to viscous liquid at high temperature.

"If this ability is given to the blacksmith, it will definitely be more effective with half the effort." Jian helplessly whispered, hiding the Feiyan Sword behind his right arm, preparing to deal with the intruder after the door frame was separated.

He doesn't think that he has no ability at all. Most magic has an effect time equal to its power. Therefore, in close combat, the person who uses the weapon is often more likely to take the lead than the caster. However, nothing is absolute, and he still needs to be extremely careful.

"Zi La"

A sound that was hard to hear even in the forging room entered his ears along the gradually widening crack of the door. It was a twisted groan as the metal melted due to the intense heat accumulated inside at normal temperature.

With the screaming deformation of the door frame and the door shaft, the function of the door has changed from the door leaf to the unreliable curtain that separates the corridor and the room on the first floor. The people on both sides of the curtain are waiting for it to fall.

They didn't wait long, maybe it was a breeze passing through the hallway, maybe it was the melting metal frame that caused the weight on either side of the door panel to be skewed, or maybe the iron bar of the sword had done its job, and the door moved at a slow speed toward the door. It slowly tilted in the direction of the corridor, and then accelerated rapidly in the process of collapsing, and finally fell heavily on the stone floor of the corridor and fell into a pile of sawdust.

There is no one outside the door.

Of course, the height of the door of Wei Ya's room occupies a quarter of the width of the corridor, and no one will wait directly opposite it and watch it fall on top of him. But the emptiness of the corridor was just an illusion. Jian knew very well that the person who destroyed the door was standing in the shadow outside the door, but he didn't dare to just rush out.

The number of enemies is unknown, the equipment of the opponent is unknown, and nothing else is needed. As long as someone is waiting by the side with a crossbow, the sword that rushes out of the door will become the rabbit that he installed on the stump. But doing nothing means letting the other party make moves. The difference between that and rushing out to die is actually not very big.

Immediately, with the toes of the sword, he threw a not-so-thick book from the ground, and then twisted and kicked, kicking the book out of the room!

"Shh!"

The imaginary arrow did not appear, but the scene in front of him was even more bizarre. The book that flew out of the room disappeared instantly when it entered the corridor! It wasn't shot down, it wasn't intercepted, it wasn't even dropped, it just disappeared without a trace like it never existed.

Cold sweat trickled down his neck into his collar. Jian picked up the short sword, he was sure that he had not dreamed just now, everything was real, so it was unreasonable and true.

"Cough, outsiders, listen to the next words, I came here to meet Ms. Wei Ya, but when I came, I found that she was missing, so I tried to find the reason. There is no malicious intention, and I hope not to act rashly. "

Can these words persuade anyone? Jian didn't know, because his voice trembled a little when he said these words.

"Buzz!"

The answer to him was a few flames that suddenly appeared in the sky. They looked like the ghost fires that were said to be attached to people at night. The only difference was that their color was still a normal orange-red.

"I said, even if there is going to be a war, can you not use fire? This room is full of books now. Could it be that Your Excellency has no scruples in setting it on fire?"

Unfortunately, this is too late. Outsiders don't know the door

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is still the situation in the next page ^0^, when the sword opened, the flames were already running towards his voice. This ability to find sound and identify positions shows the caster's excellent control over spells.

However, the sword seeker is not someone who has never seen spells before. In addition, although the flames are not slow, their momentum is slightly lacking. With his body, it is not difficult to dodge them all.

He didn't do that, because if he avoided the flames and let the flames fall, the place would really turn into a sea of ​​flames, and all the reasoning before that time would be vanished. So how to stop this from happening?

Fire is not an element that exists alone. It is different from water and soil. Its essence is a phenomenon.

The words that Cheese once said appeared in the ear of the sword. If fire is only a phenomenon, then it naturally cannot turn into a sphere by itself and fly in a parabolic fashion. Therefore, there must be some kind of core hidden in this flame!

With this layer of thought, the body of the sword was gone in the blink of an eye.

Swords, lightness, people, such as swallows.

Legend has it that a famous fast swordsman on the rivers and lakes can cut off a red candle in the blink of an eye. UU read www.uukanshu.com and then use the sword to catch them one by one, neatly lined up in a row, and the candle at the top of the red candle will not go out. .

What the sword has to do now is almost the same. He not only has to block the flames, but also adjust their trajectory in the air, align them in a row, and finally use the blade to sweep them out of the room!

The whole process only happened between the fingers, but unfortunately, no one here paid attention to the sword seeker, and no one could see the swordsmanship he performed between the fingers.

However, after the flick of his fingers, the flames had changed direction and formed a straight line in the air.

In the process of adjusting the flame, the sword has also noticed the objects it wraps, so he changed his original idea. Instead of trying to sweep them out of the room, he pierced the heart of the flame with one sword. In an instant, the flame disappeared, and Feiyan Sword Only the black residue left after the burnt out of the blade.

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