Lord of War

The sword light came extremely fast.

Almost as if the sky was about to darken, a ray of light lit up.

Like dawn.

Neither Moro nor the Wuling had anticipated this sudden situation—in other words, the Wuling had anticipated it a long time ago, because since he launched an attack on the Green Castle, only three Sanctuary strongmen were found. He realized that the problem was wrong when he was the first one, so he has always been on guard against the sanctuary powerhouse who destroyed the undead army he deployed in the west. It's just that what he didn't expect was that this strong man in the sanctuary was so powerful, and what made him even more shocked was that he didn't notice the strong man in the sanctuary approaching.

At this moment, it was too late for the Wu Ling to evade, so he could only take the sword forcefully.

Fortunately, he had foreseen the possibility of such a situation from the very beginning, so he lured the opponent to use the damage of the attack early on, so that the magic circle was successfully arranged without anyone noticing.

In the face of this powerful sword, countless death qi crazily surged out and then gathered around Wu Ling, quickly forming a gray ball, just like he used to trap the gray-haired middle-aged man before. It's just that compared with the previous sphere, the really solid part of this gray sphere is in the outer part. After all, this time it is used to block the terrifying sword, not to prevent the people trapped by the sphere from escaping from it.

Moro on the side wanted to go up to support him, but the strong death aura not only completely protected the fog spirit, but also formed a very corrosive force, sweeping towards Moro. If Moro wanted to support him, he would definitely be swept away by this force. Judging by the strong dead energy above, Moro might not be able to withstand the power inside, and there was an eighty to nine out of ten chance that he would be severely injured.

Mo Luo is not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean he is stupid.

He is willing to give up this old life for Hassas, but that is also based on the premise of severely injuring the enemy. But now Hassas has begun to evacuate in the direction of the primeval forest, and even if he is seriously injured, he can't cause any substantial damage to the fog spirit, so of course he will not attack foolishly and rashly. His own life is also involved.

However, Moro didn't just evacuate like that, but chose to avoid the impact and destruction of the corrosive force, and still stared at the fog spirit from the sidelines. He also wanted to find an opportunity to severely injure his opponent, because he knew very well that only by getting rid of this fog spirit, would the undead army, which had grown to more than 100,000 in size, be truly defeated.

As for the complete annihilation, Moro didn't have the idea or the mood.

At this time, the extremely fierce sword light had already rushed in front of the gray ball, and collided with it fiercely.

"boom!"

An extremely dull blasting sound exploded from the air.

Although the sound is extremely terrifying, it can even be clearly seen that nearly one-third of the entire gray sphere has been directly transformed into gray fog particles in this collision, like a haze, obviously caused by this The sword broke through completely. However, the sword light was much dimmer at this time. Whether it was Wu Ling or Mo Luo, they could clearly feel that this sword light was no longer enough to continue the follow-up attack.

From a practical point of view, this confrontation can only be regarded as a tie.

But!

A large amount of dead energy gushed out crazily at this time, and then gathered on this spherical body,

The area that was originally destroyed was immediately repaired at an astonishingly terrifying speed!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the spherical body had already returned to its appearance before it was broken by the radiant sword light, and the speed was so fast that even Moro on the side had no time to support it. And when the gray ball returned to its original state, and the sword light dimmed a little, Moro could see that the small tip of the sword that pierced the ball was also wrapped by the ball. .

Inside the sphere, came Wu Ling's slightly wanton and rampant laughter.

The strong brilliance emanating from the sword light had completely faded away, and Mo Luo could already see clearly the identity of the person who pierced the sword from a distance with the momentum of piercing through the air and suddenly across a distance of hundreds of meters.

Of course, the identity of the person in front of him was completely unexpected to Mo Luo.

This person is Sean Connery!

The man who had met several times in the Black Swan Castle of the Void Principality.

He still remembered that at that time this man gave him an extraordinarily cold feeling, like a temporarily silent active volcano, so from the very beginning he knew the horror hidden in this grand duke. Only at that time, he remembered that the opponent's strength seemed to be only a lower-level sanctuary, but the aura displayed at this time was no longer inferior to him—maybe he was not as good as him in terms of strength, at least he had not really stepped into the upper-level sanctuary. However, in Mo Luo's intuition, it made him clearly understand that if he fought with this big bus, the battle would definitely end with his fall.

Ignoring Moro who was floating beside him for the time being, Sean's attention was completely focused on the fog spirit in front of him.

At this time, the Black King in his hand was trapped by the sphere that looked like smog particles. Although Xiao En didn't know what kind of skill it was, he could feel the thick death breath on the sphere and the extraordinarily huge force. An aura of resentment.

At this moment, Sean suddenly realized that the huge magic circle underneath was triggered by the soul power of these undead creatures as sacrifices, and its effect was to allow the undead who entered the range of influence of the magic circle to gain Strengthened to a certain extent. Of course, the price is that these undead creatures that make up the magic circle will be treated as consumables. Once the power of the soul is exhausted, they will completely lose their mobility and will no longer be undead creatures that can move.

It's just not to say how long the magic circle composed of tens of thousands of undead creatures will really lose its effect. It's just that the souls of the war dead in the green castle are all trapped in this land, that's all. It can be inferred that the strength loss of this undead army is very light.

After figuring this out, Sean's expression became even colder.

With a slight shake of the wrist of his right hand, a strange vibration force was transmitted to the Black King, and the black long sword, which was trapped and unable to move at all, suddenly vibrated. And soon, these vibrations began to affect the entire gray ball, causing the ball that had been completely solidified to tremble, and it was faintly even returned to a foggy state.

The insolent and triumphant laughter of Wu Ling who was hiding inside stopped abruptly.

"Do you think I can't do anything with you if you hide the tip of my sword trapped inside?" Sean sneered, "You are looking for your own death."

The next moment, an extremely violent breath burst out suddenly.

A streak of white brilliance broke out of the sphere, followed by the second, third, and more and more beams of white brilliance broke through the sphere. But in the blink of an eye, the entire spherical body was pierced by countless beams of light, and then exploded directly—the entire spherical body was directly destroyed by Xiao En from the inside with powerful force, resulting in The overall collapse.

Wuling broke through the fog in a bit of embarrassment and wanted to retreat quickly.

Sean snorted coldly: "Want to escape?"

Sean did not launch a chase, but raised the long sword in his hand, making a step forward gesture in mid-air, and the Black King in his right hand stabbed forward.

Suddenly, countless densely packed sword shadows burst out of the air.

Requiem!

Everything in this world was immediately suppressed completely. Even if this fog spirit wanted to escape, he suddenly had a feeling of being unable to resist in the face of this terrifying momentum, and he could only helplessly. Watching these countless sword shadows stabbing at him. And the only thing he could do was to move his body slightly under this terrifying aura, trying to avoid being directly killed by Xiao En's sword as much as possible.

When a sword stabs out, it seems that time is frozen for eternity, but in fact, it is only a second for others.

Maybe it's because the power of Xiao En's sword is not enough, or maybe it's because the mist spirit's luck is better. After all, Xiao En's sword didn't explode at a close range, which gave the opponent more room to move, so it was only It was only severely injured, but the core was not destroyed. So at the cost of serious injuries, the Wuling still dragged only half of his body to hide within the influence range of the huge necromancer magic circle, and used that huge undead power to repair his body.

Sean naturally couldn't let him recover so easily.

He knew that in the final analysis, the power of his soul-suppressing move was not enough.

Although from the moment he made a move, he first attacked through the air with the Soul Slayer, and then destroyed the spherical body with the Soul Breaker, the consumption of fighting energy was a bit large, which led to the slight power of his final Soul Suppression. So weak. However, it is only a mere hundred swords level of soul suppression, and it is indeed not enough in the realm where the enemies are basically strong in the sanctuary. According to Xiao En's estimation, at least the level of two hundred swords is needed. It is possible to kill these sanctuary powerhouses, otherwise it is just a sword move that can hurt people.

Sean also knew that it was completely impossible for him to stab two hundred swords in one second with his current situation. If you give him a lot of time to practice martial arts, then he can naturally reach this level, but unfortunately, he doesn't have so much time to practice martial arts, and the endless things take up almost all of his time. If so, I'm afraid it's impossible for him to reach the middle sanctuary from the bronze level in such a short period of six or seven years.

The only situation where he can make the soul suppressing power a strong threat to the strong in the sanctuary is only after he breaks through to the upper sanctuary. From the moment of stepping into the sanctuary realm, apart from strengthening and improving the body, simply improving the realm will not increase the attribute value, but will improve skills and various other aspects of combat ability.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao En's Soul Rescue has become a bit weak in Xiao En's hands now - if the distance is too far, it is worthless, and if the distance is too close and it is a strong melee confrontation, both Soul Breaking and Soul Slashing are worthless. It is a better choice than Soul Rescue.

But in the face of undead creatures like Wu Ling, purely wounding martial arts is no longer enough.

As undead creatures, Wu Ling's real lifeline core is the soul orb flowing in the body. Only by destroying this can they be truly eliminated, otherwise, at best, their strength will be weakened. In a sense, Wu Ling is a bit like a lich who relies on a phylactery to survive, but it is not as abnormal as a lich who can be revived even if it is destroyed as long as it has a phylactery. Auxiliary, once Wu Ling's undead mist is destroyed, it doesn't make sense to leave only the soul orbs.

A large amount of death breath crazily poured into Wu Ling's body, making his translucent body gradually become more solid.

However, the sword that Sean stabbed just now is indeed quite powerful, so the consumption of reshaping the body of the fog spirit is much greater than before.

Xiao En just glanced at it, and found that it almost used up nearly one-third of the power of the entire magic circle. But at this moment, Sean also discovered that the souls that originally wandered around the Green Castle were also used as some kind of fuel at this time, dragged into it by the magic circle, turned into new energy and fuel, and started Supplement the previous consumption of the entire magic circle.

This discovery made Sean frown.

He realized that if he didn't solve the magic circle first, he would fall into an endless vicious circle. However, after the fog spirit regained its physical body, its aura was much weaker than before, and there was even an obvious decline in its realm. Xiao En knew that this magic circle was not omnipotent.

"Go and help them." Sean said calmly with his back to Moro, "Leave it to me. Find Hassas, I have something to ask him."

If it was before, Moro might have doubted whether Sean's strength was enough to deal with it, but now that he had so easily damaged the fog spirit, Moro naturally wouldn't ask any more questions. He knew that even if he fought by himself, he would definitely not be able to do it easily and freely like Sean, and just looking at the few swords Sean made just now, he knew that the Grand Duke of Void in front of him had already reached an extraordinary level in terms of swordsmanship.

A person like this, even if his personal realm is not as good as his own, his actual combat ability is definitely more terrifying than his own.

After all, in the sanctuary realm, except for the obvious difference between the lower ranks and the upper ranks, the real sanctuary powerhouses do not judge the level of combat power by realm. And to put it bluntly, the realm of sanctuary is actually a self-examination process for people to hone their fighting skills and develop their physical fitness.

After nodding slightly, Moro turned around and rushed towards the battlefield below.

This time, it was the Wu Ling's turn not to dare to act rashly.

The scene a few minutes ago was completely turned upside down at this time, which is indeed a bit ridiculous.

Looking at the fog spirit in front of him, Sean suddenly said, "Are you from the Fascist kingdom?"

"What?" The fog spirit didn't quite understand what Xiao En meant, and the doubt in his voice was obviously not fake.

"It seems not." Sean said softly.

He originally thought that the fog spirit in front of him was the fog spirit next to West in the Fascist Kingdom. It was this guy who caused An Nuo's death. He thought he could get back the interest here first. Unexpectedly, this fog spirit was not the one from the Wyster family in the fascist kingdom—but thinking about it carefully, Xiao En felt normal, because undead creatures like fog spirits usually would not approach humans.

The fog spirit he saw before was the first fog spirit he knew that would approach humans.

Facing Xiao En, this mist spirit was not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface.

From the series of fights just now, he, like Moro, has discovered that Xiao En's swordsmanship is absolutely extraordinary. A master of swordsmanship of this level can already be called a swordsman, and even some strong men whose strength has reached the legendary level may not necessarily have Xiao En's outstanding swordsmanship level.

Therefore, he naturally didn't dare to act rashly, especially at this time his strength had dropped significantly, and he could barely maintain the level of entering the middle sanctuary. In this way, compared with Sean, his combat effectiveness will appear to be lower. However, he is not without a way to recover. As long as the magic circle still exists, he can continuously absorb the dead energy to recover and strengthen his own strength. The only flaw is that the recovery speed is relatively slow.

Of course, in addition to this, he also needs to pay special attention to not letting Xiao En destroy his body again, otherwise it may be difficult for him to maintain the middle sanctuary.

So he wished that Sean would talk to him more, because as long as the time dragged on, his strength would recover well.

It's just a pity, Sean is also an experienced battlefield veteran, how could he make such a low-level mistake. He only wanted to know if the other party's real body came from the Fascist kingdom when he opened his mouth. If not, Sean naturally had no interest in asking about other things.

So the next moment, he rushed towards the Wuling without hesitation.

His speed is extremely fast, almost unreservedly explosive.

Faced with such a quick sprint by Sean, the fog spirit also seemed extremely serious, and even condensed two sword-like blades in his hands.

The fog spirits are just a branch group of the undead race. They are a kind of magic condensate, which can retain the IQ, abilities, etc. when they are alive. Therefore, the weapons, fighting skills and methods used by different fog spirits are also different. This fog spirit's weapon is a two-handed stabbing sword. Presumably, it should be a skill and surprise fighting style, and it may not be very good at head-on confrontation.

It's just that at the moment, this fog spirit doesn't have many fighting options, and the speed of Sean's eruption is far beyond his imagination.

But!

When Xiao En sprinted to the distance of ten meters from the fog spirit, his figure was no longer charging forward, but fell directly towards the ground. Sean almost put his whole body's center of gravity down, which caused him to fall extremely fast. As soon as the fog spirit reacted, Sean was not far from the ground.

"Damn it!" the fog spirit yelled angrily, and hurried to catch up.

It's just a pity that although his speed is also not slow, it is not as fast as Xiao En because of his sudden arrival. So even if the fog spirit reacted, it was obviously impossible to stop Xiao En from landing.

really!

The speed at which Sean fell to the ground was more than twice as fast as that of the fog spirit.

Coupled with Xiao En's unreserved full-power falling bombardment, a sandstorm suddenly appeared on the ground, and the area that was the center of Xiao En's fall, the ground within a radius of 100 meters collapsed directly, this terrifying impact even It directly shattered the undead within the range into bone fragments.

But all of this is not over yet.

Sean quickly rushed out of the spreading sandstorm, rushing into the group of other undead like a bolt of black lightning. And with every charge of Xiao En, there will be a black sword glow rising, chopping all the undead into pieces like chopping melons and vegetables, and then rushing towards the undead group on the other side Go in and continue to repeat the previous attack action.

After a while, the breath of death that continuously permeated the entire huge magic circle suddenly stagnated and then completely disappeared.

Obviously, this special magic circle was directly destroyed by Xiao En with tyrannical means.

Seeing all of this made Wu Ling, who kept chasing and preventing Xiao En from destroying the magic circle, extremely angry. It's a pity that Sean's destruction and charging were totally irregular, so he could only keep chasing after Sean's butt, but he was still unable to stop Sean.

"Now, it's our turn." Sean finally stopped after destroying the entire magic circle with almost no effort, and then turned his head to look at the fog spirit. 〖To be continued〗【】