I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Hugh Tark sensed the danger behind him.

When Line flew over, he felt a sharp threat from behind, like a gust of wind like a cannonball.

In the picture.

Line swung the giant axe and flew into the air, smashing directly at Hugh Tark's back.

Hugh Tark jumped up and dodged the giant axe in Line's hand with his body's instinctive perception.

'Bang!' The gravel flew and the ground was cracked.

Seeing that the attack missed, Line did not stop the attack and then chopped two axes horizontally.

Hugh Tark tried his best to dodge, fell to the ground with his back touching the ground, rolled over and knelt down.

He supported himself with one hand on the ground and held the giant axe with the other hand. He was exhausted now and even raised his head with great effort.

Looking up, he saw Line in the air, flipping with the giant axe and charging, attacking directly.

This blow seemed to have accumulated all the strength in his body.

The moment he landed with the giant axe, he chopped it down towards his head. Xutark leaned sideways towards Zuo Xie and barely avoided the axe.

The giant axe did not directly chop down on the ground. At this time, Linie flipped her hand and the giant axe flipped horizontally. Xutark saw the flipped axe blade chopped directly at his eyes.

The next second.

With a "swish", the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the flesh.

The giant axe in Linie's hand brought out a bloodstain.

[Hiss, eyes, eyes, chopped towards Xutark's eyes! ]

[There is so much blood, it scratched his eyes! ]

[Is he blind? ]

Linie held the giant axe and looked at the opposite side quietly.

Hugh Tark covered his eyes, his body covered with scars and blood, and asked Linie directly: "What's wrong with your axe skills..."

He lowered his hand, and the right half of his face was covered with blood, but what he cared about most now was the trick used by Linie.

He felt very familiar.

"This is my master's trick."

Hurgh Tark's tone was very difficult, and his body was shaky.

Seeing this.

Line's giant axe stood on the ground, and her tone was flat: "I am good at understanding magic."

While speaking, the giant axe in Linie's hand dissipated and put away the magic.

Hurgh Tark opened his bloody eyes and looked at Linie.

[Ah, fortunately, Hugh Tark's eyes can still be opened, he is not disabled, and his face doesn't seem to be cut deeply. ]

[Huh, I was scared to death, fortunately it's okay. ]

"I can remember the flow of magic in the body when people move." Linie did not hide her own abilities and directly told Hugh Tark about her abilities.

As she spoke, Linie used her magic again.

The weapon in her right hand turned into a sword. Linie swung the blade in her hand backwards and held it horizontally at her side.

At this time.

Linie's figure seemed to be the same as a swordsman wearing armor on the battlefield.

"According to the flow of magic, imitate their movements." Linie leaned down, like a swordsman sprinting before attacking.

Rushing directly in the direction of Hugh Tark, she swung the sword in her hand and attacked with a spinning sword skill, "Just like this."

'Ding Ding' the sound of metal collision of sharp blades.

Hugh Tark swung the giant axe and chopped it over. Seeing this, Linie dodged and flew into the air, holding the sword in the air and chopped it down.

The movement was very flexible.

After failing to hit, she jumped directly behind Hugh Tark.

The speed was many times more flexible than the giant axe just now!

Hugh Tark's movements seemed extremely clumsy at this time.

[The giant axe is not as flexible as the sword. Xu Talke looks like he is being played with. ]

[The giant axe is too heavy. Xu Talke is already at the end of his strength. ]

[Too flexible. ]

At this time, Xu Talke failed to dodge in time and was chopped down by Linie.

Although the axe handle was chopped, Xu Talke, who was lying on his back, felt a sense of crisis.

He looked up and saw that after Linie flew into the air, the weapon in her hand changed again.

The sharp sword turned into a spear.

Linie waved the spear in the air, and the tip of the spear flashed with a sharp light, which seemed extremely sharp.

In less than half a second, she spun her hand and made a spear flower, and then threw it directly at Xu Talke on the ground.

It was like a javelin piercing in the air.

Xu Talke quickly turned over to avoid it, got up and fled from here.

Linie stood upside down in the air, and her hand rotated along the spear and landed on the ground. The move was very handsome and beautiful.

[Sword skills, spear skills, these moves are so cool, they don't match her delicate image at all. ]

[She is obviously a magician, but she knows only martial arts. ]

[They are all moves of battlefield warriors, right? ]

Seeing that Hugh Tark turned his back to her and continued to run away.

Linie pulled out the spear, the magic power in her hand dissipated, and the spear disappeared.

Then, she twisted her body and threw it directly at Hugh Tark's fleeing back, and threw it againWhat weapon went over, making a sound of breaking through the air.

Hugh Tark sensed the danger, turned around and raised his head, dodging the flying dagger. The trajectory of the dagger was too close to his neck, cutting the skin near his throat, leaving a trace of blood.

When Hugh Tark turned around and turned his head, sweat splashed out with the action, alerting Linie behind him.

At this time, the background music became crisis-excited.

At this time.

Time seemed to slow down a lot.

"I was sure when I saw your action for the first time in the mansion." Linie leaned over and looked up at Hugh Tark, keeping the throwing action.

"You and I have the same action as the strongest warrior I once remembered."

In Linie's eyes, a figure wearing armor and a red robe seemed to flash.

The picture flashed.

The ground was covered with layers of soil and wounds.

Under the dead tree, a dark figure, revealing a pair of purple eyes, looked forward-Azer holding a giant axe and wearing a red cloak.

There was also a pastor named Haita with green hair holding a Bible standing beside him.

The two of them were facing away from her.

They didn't notice her at all.

Just like an ordinary shadow.

The background music became louder at this time.

[Under this dead branch, there is a very small shadow, which looks like the shadow of a young girl. ]

[In other words, the demon Linie did not participate in the battle of the brave team back then? ]

[Haita and Aize didn't notice her, and her hiding ability is not weak. ]

[She hid and peeked, stealing the skills! ? ]

[So all the moves she knew were learned this way. ]

The scene cuts back.

Hugh Tark swung the giant axe in his hand and chopped at Linie with all his strength.

Linie dodged in the air, passed over Hugh Tark's head, and changed the giant axe in his hand again, "There is such a coincidence, fate is really interesting."

The one fighting against her was the one whose moves she had memorized - the strongest warrior, his apprentice.

There is such a coincidence.

Then she used the moves of his master Aize, so this kid will never be able to crack the moves of his master?

Will he lose?

Linie chopped down with the giant axe in her hand.

He held the giant axe with both hands to block the chop.

He squatted down to release the force, and the surrounding soil was shaken and slumped, and the soil flew up.

"Could it be..." After hearing the strongest warrior and coincidence, Hettark's tone of voice was labored.

He vaguely guessed who the strongest warrior Linie was referring to.

"I imitated the moves of the warrior Aize." Linie looked at Hettark, who was less than two inches away from the axe blade under her axe.

Linie held the axe and exerted force, and Hettark resisted with all his strength, and his hands could not stop shaking.

"What... It's simply absurd..."

He felt it was ridiculous.

Linie used the moves of her master.

Now he wants him to defeat the master? How is it possible?

Hewtark unloaded his strength to the right.

There was a loud bang behind him.

Linie's strength fell to the ground behind her.

Linie raised her axe and attacked Hewtark again.

Looking at the movement attacking him, Hewtark wanted to retreat for the first time.

"How can I beat this kind of opponent..."