Shaman from Afar

Strongly supporting the body that was almost falling down in a trance, Loren grinned desperately to keep himself from shouting.

This is the first time he has used "Fire of Turin" without borrowing his wand.

Unlike the higher-order magic spell that directly affects the whole body, such as "beyond perception", although "Fire of Turin" is its own original high-order spell, it is impossible to reduce energy consumption and direct void load stimulation. Yes.

Even if the nearly "anti-sky" physique can make him ignore the impact, but his head is still as painful as it was pierced by countless steel swords, so he has not dared to move.

"It's not good, it's already voluntary work that is beyond the expected scope." The pain was so severe that Loren could only distract himself to relieve his head pain slightly.

"You have to knock **** him!"

Distracted in the battle, regardless of strength, it is absolutely an act of death. The dark-haired wizard a minute ago did not dare to do this even if it hurts, but now ...

The six remaining legionnaires approached slowly with a shield, and surrounded Loren in the center-obviously they were the crowded side, but they shrank under the shield.

No one dared to start first.

This is almost a disgrace to the imperial legion. No officer on the battlefield will wait for the end of the battle to be hanged. He will stab the cowardly cowards with a sword on the battlefield!

But now ... even the legionnaires around the training ground will never laugh at the "cowardly" of these robes. The pair of helmets are either numb or frightened, all staring at them. The dark-haired wizard who was still half-squatted, reaching forward.

The unburnt flames still spread around him, and there was a burning smell in the air, and the light smoke and dust accompanied by the falling snow, pervaded the figure.

It's as if the murderousness is like substance. Even this group of veterans who had been fighting at the border with monsters for many years could not help biting their lips and swallowing hard.

"Come ... continue ... why stop again?"

"Don't you come to judge me, how can you stop? I just opened the last hole, just look at me like this to know that it is impossible to come again, right?"

"Come ... what a good chance ... come and kill me ..."

"come--!!!!"

The sudden roar made the soldier standing at the front instinctively step back half a step.

The next moment he realized that his cowardly legionnaires shouted unwillingly, brandished a sabre and launched a charge, rushing towards the wizard with a sense of death.

"Hanks, come back, don't be rash--!"

The captain in the back row hurriedly reminded, but it was too late-just a few steps away, the young legionnaire had rushed to the dark-haired wizard.

Looking at the angry face, Loren looked relieved.

What a good boy ...

"Ahhhhhh !!!"

The roaring halberd continued to stab, leaving one after another in front of Loren. The dark-haired wizard who dodged had to desperately endure the headache, and the grin in the corner of his mouth was more and more convulsive, which was more than crying. Ugly.

The sidestep spins off the stabbing war halberd, the dark-haired wizard rushes forward like an afterimage, and the unprepared recruit Hanks made the same choice as the dead Sergeant Rican, standing on the spot and taking a note Swept.

At the moment of being hit by the halberd blade, Loren did not dodge as before, but jumped directly in Hanks' horrified eyes.

He jumped up? !

The unprepared Hanks instinctively lifted the shield, giving Loren a perfect borrowing point.

Overturn, rotate, buckle, lock throat!

"Click!"

With the crisp cracks, the young soldier tilted his head and fell to the ground, his unwilling eyes finally turned into despair, and he was gradually defeated.

Seeing the figure of the recruit falling to the ground, the captain's eyes slipped across a drop of crystal.

It was a kid who had just joined the Legion for three months, and often called himself Uncle.

Willing to endure hardship, be able to practice hard, is a talented and down-to-earth honest person, such recruits have been out of sight for several years, and he was blessed by the Holy Cross, making this child a soldier under his own hands.

I don't have any family members, and there is only one bachelor. Only such a child would call himself "Uncle".

I had promised to wait two days before patrolling and secretly take him to the outpost of Spiral Peak to see a fresh scene.

originally……

"kill him--!!!!"

As the captain roared uncontrollably, the remaining five legionnaires attacked at a regular pace.

The soldiers who have noticed that the black-haired wizard tactics are no longer separated, but always keep a distance of about two steps from each other, so that he has no chance of catching orders.

Loren, wielding his halberd, could only rampage through the net of five people. Even if it is detached, it can't be thrown away at all-the original bloated two-man team of 16 people finally showed the advantage of cooperation after it was reduced to five people.

This is the real "siege". A person can only fight against enemies on both sides at the same time. So once surrounded on all sides is a dead end.

If you exceed this number, you can only "watch the drama" in the back row, or you will be caught and sold out.

But even the most perfect fit is definitely flawed, and often obvious ...

"clang--!"

The halberd, which was suddenly smashed, shattered the zigzag shield, and the captain who quickly retreated held the halberd with both hands and tried to force the dark-haired wizard who rushed back, but was evaded by the other party and approached himself like a ghost.

Sinking in the hand, the captain suddenly widened his eyes-the long pole of the battle halberd was caught by the opponent!

Loren threw away his weapon directly and pounced along the pole of the battle halberd.

The two sides are almost within two feet, and the legion soldiers behind are also catching up, but it is absolutely too late to be caught by the other side!

In an instant, the captain instinctively used his left hand to draw the sword. Under the life-and-death issue, he robbed the black-haired wizard in front of him, but at the same time, the other party grabbed his left wrist.

Jian Feng lifted his sword, and his epee rested on his own neck!

The panicked captain wanted to ask for help but could not see the figure, his nervous eyes shivered violently:

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat ... Let me go, I still don't want to die-!!!!!!"

At the moment he shouted, the four legionnaires who had rushed up immediately stopped. The officer on the trial stage immediately seized the last chance to save his life and not be assassinated by the soldiers who had killed his comrades:

"The tenth round of trials is over, it's over!"

Loren looked quietly at the screaming trial officer, the face twitching a little because of tension.

He knew that hundreds of fortress guards around him were staring at themselves, and with their tight expressions, they knew they were ready to pounce on anytime, anywhere.

The uneasy little wizard bit his lower lip tightly, and Isaac's clenched wrist was calmly unaware of the pretentious calm.

Brandon aside shook his head slightly.

Don't be impulsive, Loren Turin. You have won this trial and can no longer anger them with a life.

That's right ...

It is of course no problem to continue to anger Connold, and Brandon will never object. But since the person who is now the reasoning is himself, why waste water on him?

Looking at the captain in front of him, the dark-haired wizard slightly raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed the halberd, and released his left hand clutching his epee.

Sitting down on the ground, the captain gasped.

I ... survived.

Why is it that I alone survived?

Because of the death of the brethren around, because of the promptness of the judge's officers, because of his last move to draw the sword ...

No, he was spared by the wizard in front of him, this terrible black monster-otherwise he could puncture his neck in the last second like everyone else before!

Hanging his head, the lost captain creaked between his teeth.

It's really shameful ...

Kill him, kill him, kill him ...

kill him!

Loren, who gasped softly, grinned slightly at www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and walked towards the worried little wizard. The sudden footsteps behind him stopped him instinctively.

"Loren, behind—!"

Ai Yin's exclaimed sound made the black-haired wizard slammed his head, turned around without hesitation, clenching the halberd with his backhand in both hands was a split!

"puff--!"

The cold halberd blade sank into the captain's head, and the captain with the skull pierced was still desperately piercing the sword in his hand, staring at the blade that was less than ten centimeters away from him, and fell from the opponent's hand. On the ground.

The officers on the trial platform were shocked ...

The blade was pulled out, and the captain's body slowly fell to the ground.

Somehow, a good officer raised his right hand in trembling, and his lips suddenly became a lot dry:

"The soldiers at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain ...

catch him--! ! ! ! "89