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The dark clouds above the head that were motionless also seemed to be pressing in the direction of the three of them, and an atmosphere of wind and rain filled them.

Without the shelter of Xia Ming's white mist, Altria's current power is even more remarkable, just like the scene when she saw the humble king transform into a dragon.

——The inhuman evil thing has appeared.

Therefore, someone has to stand up.

The curse on his right hand gradually disappeared in a burst of red light. Xia Ming raised his left hand, and the blue magic power wrapped around his arm like mist, slowly sinking into it.

"Uh, you are really direct..."

call out--

As soon as the voice fell, a black fierce shadow broke through the air!

He appeared, raised his sword, and within the blink of an eye, the looming blade of Han Mang went straight to Xia Ming's door!

Well, it’s too late. Let’s stop here for the first shift. The second shift starts with 3,000 characters. It looks like it’s after twelve o’clock, but now you have to buy vegetables and cook first, or you’ll starve to death.. ..

Chapter 83 Actually I am a stand-in messenger!

The dim environment seemed to swallow even the starlight.

But unlike the white mist that just blocked the view, in this dimness that seemed to squeeze all the light away, it was unexpectedly able to see the distance.

This is not the darkness that appears to take away the horizon, but the messenger who appears first to announce the arrival of the ruler-if this environment has life.

A figure that was also very conspicuous in the dark broke into the field of vision in vain.

She actually didn't look sensitive and had a heavy sense of oppression, but the earth and rocks exploding under her feet, and the messy potholes one after another, clearly showed how hard she was running.

Of course, under such a reaction, her straight-line speed is enough to make people wonder if there is a mistake in her eyes.

Then, the ensuing strong wind slapped the face and body of those who were close.

Just like Xia Ming now.

——! !

The manic wind blew pain on his face. Although it was not the first time I felt the wind, the feeling of a knife kept on my face was really unpleasant.

A Western-style two-handed long sword common in the Middle Ages was held in the hands of the attacker.

The overall black sword is engraved with a simple and atmospheric red pattern, and the bright red blood color makes the lines look like veins growing from the sword, full of eye-catching evil beauty.

Ordinary adults will have a kind of two-handed long sword with a few swipes, but she is holding it as light as a feather, and has a feeling of commanding with an arm.

Cang...

The harsh noise continued.

From appearing to attacking, Altria, who didn't waste more than a second, stood in a stalemate with Xia Ming, who had raised his hand in advance to prepare for the attack.

锵——

"what is this?"

It is rare to be able to use her height to suppress others. Altoria slightly widened those dark golden pupils. She did not move nor was afraid that the other party would play tricks. She stared at the things in front of her and asked with interest. .

"Well……"

With his left hand folded and his right hand protected in front of him, a shield carved with abstract patterns lay between Altria's sword and Xia Ming.

Suppressed by the unimaginable power that that petite body could possess, Xia Ming bent back slightly, revealing a look that was gradually becoming unsupportable.

However, the hands are not free, and the mouth is still movable.

So in the face of Altria's doubts, he bared his teeth, and sincerely pulled down his hatred.

"Are you blind? You can't see such a big shield?"

"Humph--"

The slight interest on her face was condensed, Altoria snorted and slammed hard, the cracked ground under her feet sank, the magic in her heart turned into unreasonable brute force, and she lifted her shield toward it like a fallen mountain. The resisting Xia Ming pressed it away.

"Woo--!"

Xia Ming's face was flushed, sweat constantly gushing out of his forehead like a squeezed sponge, he still bared his teeth, his red eyes looked back at those dark golden eyes that seemed calm and fierce without fear.

"So... are you blind?"

Altria frowned when she heard this. Is this guy crazy?

Just when she was about to speak, a deadly threat rang the alarm bell in her heart!

Who! ?

Suddenly raising his head in the direction of the sense of crisis, a hazy phantom appeared from behind Xia Ming in vain!

"——!"

The silent **** of death raised the sickle in his hand, his blue eyes locked on the target.

Tighten your hands, cut down diagonally!

At the same time, Xia Ming, who had been stubbornly resisting, suddenly let go and fell straight to the ground behind him!

Groan

Bang...

The sharp blade, like a crescent moon, pulled out a faint silver thread in the dim environment, making a faint sound of splitting the air.

People can't help wondering whether the blade of the sickle can really blow the hair and cut the iron like mud.

If it can, then even followers will be hurt by it, right?

However, it is a pity that the appearance of the silver thread and the whistling sound also proved that only the air was cut by the sickle.

"..."

Xia Ming fell on the ground and rolled his eyes.

To be honest, Altria's brute force is not a joke. After all, it is a woman who can use light cannons as ordinary attacks. Xia Ming is already too lazy to study the reaction force of that kind of thing.

Moreover, even if you don't mention this and ignore the fact that she just lost to Altria in strength, Xia Ming, who is now under her weight, is really hard not to dislike her weight.

Can the full-body style medieval European heavy armor not be heavy?