Shaman from Afar

The pupil of the dark-haired wizard shrank suddenly.

But Middle didn't give him time to react, and the blade that cut off the flames had already spurred.

"Dang——!"

Stunned Loren snorted, while blocking the "Shadow Blade", he was only able to avoid the blade in Middlel's hand, and had no time to counterattack.

Under the cloud crown tree, all the elves stared intently at the scene in front of them, and even the idleness of breathing was gone.

The battle between the two is not warmed up, there is no workmanship, it is a lore of life and death!

"How, have you started to get used to the dirty tricks?" Smiling Midel whispered sideways, the long knife in his hand struck again like lightning, and kept approaching the black-haired wizard:

"The flame magic just now, it shouldn't be all your hole cards ... when will it be until you will show all your strength to fight me?"

"Still say that you have found the weakness of the" Shadow Sword "and are ready to take a fatal blow when you are unprepared?"

"Dang——!"

Was another split, the gun body was able to block the long knife in Middlel's hand, but was attacked by the "afterimage", and gently crossed the left side of the neck.

In the eyes of Ai Yin and other elves, Loren's neck was like a natural crack without warning, leaving a long blood mark, and the blood spattered out.

Ok?

Middle, who was about to take the knife, found that the dark-haired wizard had seized the handle of the knife with his gun body, so that he could not back away.

"That's what happened." Squinting Loren looked like a hunter staring at the prey, and said coldly: "Middle, your" Shadow Sword "... I finally found the flaw."

what? !

The astonished Azore elf had not yet withdrew, so he heard a soft snap of his fingers.

Higher order spell, rock will.

"Boom--!"

Sharp stalagmites broke out of the ground with a terrible loud noise and struck him.

In an instant, Middlel had only time to cut the stalagmites with a backhand, and then slipped to dodge.

The next second, "Frightened" Middlel hit the knife again, the long and narrow blade constantly changing the trajectory in the air, and left five afterimages.

Lorren, who slightly raised the corner of her mouth, snapped her fingers again.

"Boom--!"

Suddenly blocked the stone wall in the center of both sides, and instantly disintegrated in front of the "afterimage", turning into countless fragments.

Middle's expression suddenly changed.

He saw ... Lorren, who raised his head behind the stone wall, showed the expression of finding a prey ...

Ferocious!

"May the void ... be with you."

The next second, the gray-blue swordmand spread out at the tip of the dragon tooth, like a stream of streamers.

"Poof--!"

With all his evasion, Longya could tear apart Midel's robe on the right side of the waist, and the bright red blood spilled out!

Lorren, who was hit by a single blow, did not pursue, but took a half step back and regained his defense.

Midell's retreat moment, the "blade" hidden in the shadow flashed in front of him again-if he had just chased himself, he might have been somewhere else.

Sure enough ... This is the secret of the "Zigzag Sword", which is both the reason it can cut off the flames and its only weakness!

Because Midel has been deliberately misleading intentionally or unintentionally, Loren has always thought that the key to the Sword of Shadows really lies in the "afterimage" and "shadow"; although it is true, Middel has deliberately avoided a key place, that is These "shadows" must be seen by his own eyes.

Middle's true ability of "Shadow Sword" is to cut off all the entities and non-entities that he saw, "touched" by shadows and afterimages, or affected.

In other words, the key to countering the "Zigzag Sword" is the moment when the shadow touches, blocking his sight!

Loren stood up "Dragon's Teeth" and shook his gun lightly, and the gray-blue sword-mans spewed out again.

It was clear that the waist had been seriously injured, and Midel still smiled, and the swift long knife once again parried the stabbing gunpoint, and the two "afterimages" took the elbow of the black-haired wizard straight.

Lorren, who can't avoid the dodge, didn't even hide, and the pointed tip of the gun pointed down and stabbed straight out.

"Boom--!"

The suddenly flashing stone pillar blocked Midel's "afterimage", but the gray-blue swordman hit the sole of his foot straight.

One shot through!

"It's so risky!" The **** feet, without any lethargy of his movements, calmly swayed the looming sword again: "I was nearly injured by the tendon, and I couldn't even escape. Now. "

"You are so modest, Your Excellency Middle." With a sneer, a stab in the "Dragon Teeth" in Loren's hand stably blocked the other's "Shadow Blade":

"It's scary to be injured like this, it's really creepy!"

"No, no, you are not thinking about this." While chuckling lightly, the long knife in Middlel's hand was unexpectedly approaching again; while being ridiculed by the black-haired wizard, the "afterimage" had also protected his last upper body. A shredded.

"Your Excellency Loren Turin, what you are thinking should be‘ he is so badly injured and can continue to fight, whether it is related to the so-called samurai way ’... that is.”

"Dang——!"

The two blades collided again in midair, and the entangled ones chose to withdraw from each other at the same time, facing each other three steps apart.

"Let me tell you ... yes, you guessed it right." Smiling Midel raised his knife calmly, looking for the angle of the next attack: "Samurai are inevitably wounded above the battle line, and the heavy armor is too heavy It will also drag itself down ... so, our "Samurai Way" is the invisible armor. "

"So as long as it is not a fatal injury, it can heal or suppress at a very fast rate ... Of course, it is not without cost."

Middle gave a self-deprecating chuckle: "Although I don't want to admit it, it does not sound like a" justice "trick."

Faceless Loren provoked "Dragon Teeth", Jianmang followed the opponent's movements and changed accordingly.

Understood, it's almost like a vow knight, and the evil **** apostles ... weakened immortality.

Compared with the oath knight's rogue trick that "as long as there is faith, it can't be killed", this at least hits the point can still be killed.

"As a samurai, both his tricks and skills are seen through, and he can only bear some spare power ... so shameful, his skills are not as good as others, he should bow his head and confess, but ..."

Sighed softly, Middlel's face showed a helpless wry smile: "Only this time, for the Azore's eagle king, he can only win, not lose."

"Even if you have to use more despicable tricks, you must defeat you and kill you ... So, Lord Loren Turin, it's rude!"

Loren frowned slightly.

Exhaled for a long time, and Midel held the long knife down in front of him with a backhand grip, gently holding the tail of the sword body with his left hand, and slid the palm of his hand toward the tip of the sword little by little.

Crimson plasma followed the sword, dripping from the tip of the sword.

The dripping blood spread to the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly covering the whole sand!

"The pole of sword ..."

"... in my heart"

There was an uproar around the sandy ground, whispers and surprises everywhere.

But the next second, all the whispers and exclamations were attributed to death, leaving only a pair of fearful and panicked eyes.

The inexplicable coldness suddenly struck like a severe winter. The eyes were dark, and the world fell into darkness.

But the sun above her head was still bright, and under the cloud crown trees of Wuyue Court, there was still a scent of birds and flowers ... It was terrifying to trembling icy cold, striking the hearts of all elves, and at the same time sealed their sight and hearing.

Only the small wizard stood with his eyes wide open, biting his lower lip and desperately restraining the inner panic ... Of all the elves on the scene, only she knew what had happened.

That's right, this is ...

"Mentality." Smiling Middle looked up and looked casually at the dark-haired wizard who was not surprised. "Every Azore elf warrior must have a hurdle in his own way of samurai."

"It changes with the age, mood and increasingly sophisticated swordsmanship of the samurai. It perfectly recreates the scene of a hidden object deep in the heart, and can perfectly fit with the" Samurai Way "... because it is its own. Realize. "

Gently shook his head, and Midel waved his hands around casually: "This ... is the" mind state "below-only here, the mean and shameless" shadow sword "underneath can maximize its power."

"Darkness, coldness, loneliness-like a traveler walking at midnight, looking up at the sky, but there is not even a round moon shines the road; under the starry sky, all you can see is the shadow behind you."

In the next moment, Midel waved his sword without warning.

Instinctive withdrawal of the dark-haired wizard.

"Poof--!"

A blood stain extends from Loren's right shoulder to the flanks ... A little deeper, he can cut the whole piece of his flesh!

The black-haired wizard holding "Dragon Teeth" tightly, his movements froze in place.

Did not stop?

No, it was not that it was not stopped, but that there was no touch at all—like a real shadow, it passed directly through the body of the “Dragon Tooth”.

His "zigzag sword" ... directly skipped the block and attacked himself from three steps away?

"The invisible" shadow ", but all the time, everywhere, like the shadow ..." The middle-aged smile smiled softly when he saw the consternation in the look of the black-haired wizard:

"The only pity is that this shadow is too blunt, not as sharp as the knife in his hand-it can only hurt people, but not kill them."

"But anyway, because the shadow of the entire" state of mind "is my blade, and all light angles are scheduled with me; as long as I think, even if it is beyond ten steps, it can be cut to you out of thin air."

"Shadows with shadows, blades all over the shadows-can't get rid of, can't escape, the kind ... despair of the same life and death, can you also feel the glory of life from it?"

With a sigh, a slight murderous intention flashed through the middle of Midell ’s eyes with a raised mouth—a gentle smile, which became inexplicably scary!

"So ... chatting ends here, let's start fighting with each other again, using a knife and a gun as a pen, and draw with blood!" Middle lifted his long knife and lifted it over his head:

"Lord Loren Turin, I have a hunch ... you will bring me more surprises!"

The next second, Midel rose into the air, the long knife in his hand instantly blackened, wrapped in shadow like a paint brush dipped in ink, and fell from the top down to the head of the black-haired wizard!

Is at this moment ...

"Boom —————— !!!!!!"

The loud roar came, and the astonished Middlel watched around and looked around—the earth at his feet was continually shaking, and the sky above his head wailed, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

He didn't move at all, but he seemed to be falling from the edge of the cliff to the abyss!

"... It's not like it's going to collapse."

Loren slowly raised his head, staring indifferently at the opposite Azore Elf: "Thank you all ... If you didn't block the elves outside for me, generally I dare not use this trick in front of everyone ... "

"Mine, dream world!"

The voice fell, and a huge castle rose behind the black-haired wizard!

The broken walls, the collapsed towers, the ruined castles, appeared in front of the eyes ... Midell glanced slightly at the afterglow of the sight, the original flat ground behind him, I don't know when it has become a vast abyss.

And when he raised his head, there was a round of burning sun in the dark night sky!

Is obviously dim and dull, but it is burning violently;

Clearly spitting flames, but could not feel the slightest warmth, only the icy cold.

Middleell looked at the scene in front of him-the whole world seemed to be torn and split, constantly broken, twisted, and mutated under the collision of two forces ... Two completely different landscapes were piled together by twisting at the same time .

Like the end.

"Dream world ... it turned out to be so, it turned out to be the same thing." Midel, who was stunned, suddenly burst out laughing: "The way of the warrior, the way of the wizard ... Although the roads are different, the end point is the same-interesting, This is really fun! "

"Your Excellency Loren Turin, I did not guess wrong, you can bring me more surprises! Hahahahaha ..."

The smiling Azore elves no longer hesitated ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ stood up suddenly, and the long sword in his hand flashed countless afterimages in front of him like a ghost, and the wind and rain hit him like a storm.

The calm black-haired wizard looked at the incoming enemy, slowly raised the dragon tooth in his hand, and then swiped down violently.

"Boom--!"

Longya's spearpoint is not a gray-blue sword, but a raging fire.

Raise the gun, lift the gun, cross the gun, then ...

Sweep forward——!

The dazzling golden red, like a running water, roared, roared, and rushed to the figure of the Azore elf.

The vastness of the world, all turned into embers ...

Flowing blades like fire!

"Poof--!"

The flames were torn apart in front of the long shadow of the "afterimage", and the robes of Midel who rushed out burned in the fire, dragging the unburnt flames, and swept the knife into the black wizard in three steps, The shadow of the tip of the knife has taken a step forward, stab at the tip of the "dragon tooth".

"Dang——!"

The heavy, harsh notes were accompanied by sparks, and neither of them had any plans to retreat this time; the blade was skewed, forcing the other party to the point.

Two blood flowers splashed in the air at the same time. ...

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