Roger Ghostface was a magus who was good at poison. Although his magic cultivation is weaker than that of ordinary magisters, nine times out of ten, his skills are in poison. A poisonous magic is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is really unguardable. Coupled with the help of the loyal summoned beast Blue Feather Poison Eagle, it can be said that even if the four deans of Morrowind Academy go into battle, they may not be able to bargain from him.

However, as the saying goes, "brine and tofu, one thing drops one thing!" "Ghost-faced Roger just ran into Luo Ning, an alternative who is invincible to all poisons, today. First he misses in the alley of the royal capital, and then he tricks Luo Ning into the carefully prepared ultimate "Poisonous Torrent", but after activating the skill, he is shocked to find that even this magic trick has no effect on Luo Ning.

On the other hand, on Ronin's side, Karen was far away, and Fanya also hid in the astral plane, and she had no worries, and she pulled out the Storm Demon Sword to fight back.

"Your turn?" At this moment, Ghostface Roger took out a white bone staff from his cuff, the front end of the bone staff shook at Luo Ning, the rolling poisonous cloud spiraled up, and a group of black wasps condensed by poisonous elements immediately appeared, densely occupying a small piece of the sky.

Poisonous Magic—Poisonous Insect Cloud.

Not only does this magic carry deadly poison, but the body of each poisonous wasp is as hard as a jewel, comparable to a sharp sword. Therefore, whether it is a mage who is good at dealing with magical attacks, or a warrior wearing strong armor, he will be targeted by this magic to his weakness.

But things that Roger didn't expect happened one after another.

As soon as the black insect cloud flew halfway, a violent storm suddenly erupted on the long sword in Luo Ning's hand, and then it transformed into a shining triangular magic sword. In the circular gap between the two sword bodies, a blue thundercloud was entangled in the pale green wheal, circling and agitating, emitting a powerful suction, which was actually about to suck the entire insect swarm into the sword body along with the surrounding poisonous clouds.

Luo Ning also felt the strangeness coming from the Storm Demon Sword. Rather than forcibly control it, he relaxed his mind and let the increasingly powerful and clear self-consciousness of the Storm Sword control the blade, unleashing the magic hidden in the sword.

"Hoo ——"

The wheal thundercloud turned faster and faster, and the suction on the surface became more and more powerful, rolling up a huge cone-shaped wind whirlwind, forcibly changing the flight trajectory of the swarm. One by one, the black bees fell, rushing towards the center of the whirlwind. And the poisonous clouds in the "Poisonous Torrent" also dissipated, as if the magic of this area becoming a dead place was just a terrible dream of escape.

"What?!How could this happen?My magic, why is my magic ......" Ghost-faced Roger's magic was hit in a row, and at this time it was already out of order, and he just stood in place, watching the Storm Demon Sword sweep away the entire poisonous cloud.

Ghost-faced Roger was stunned, but Luo Ning found a good opportunity to make a move.

"Drink!" the earth grains turned up, and the wind was raging. In the shouting, Luo Ning rushed out with the Storm Demon Sword in his hand, his figure flashed away, and rushed to the ghost-faced Roger in a blink of an eye.

Warrior Skills - Fearless Charge!

This time it became sudden, and Luo Ning's sword was powerful and heavy, even if the ghost face Luo Ning was on guard, it was difficult to resist. Seeing that he was about to be slashed in the chest by the magic sword, at this moment, a loud eagle's cry suddenly sounded in the air. Luo Ning felt a black shadow pass by, and the magic sword he swung was blocked by an eagle claw as hard as gold and iron. It's just that with the sharpness of the Storm Demon Sword, although the Eagle Claw blocked the Demon Sword, the blade broke through the surface of the fighting qi, cutting off most of the four finger claws, and Bo Bo blood suddenly flowed out.

"Blue Feather Poison Eagle?!" Luo Ning looked up at the blue giant eagle with a hideous expression, and cried out in his heart for pity. He was about to withdraw the magic sword, but he saw the Blue Feather Poison Eagle reluctantly put another giant claw on the blade and grasp it, and a pair of blue wings kept flapping, almost taking him off the ground. What's even more terrifying is that at the moment when his feet were about to leave the ground, the Blue Feather Poison Eagle's chest suddenly bulged and bulged, and then opened his mouth to spew out a large amount of dark green poisonous juice at him.

At the moment of life and death, Luo Ning decisively dropped the magic sword, launched the "flash" skill, and ran more than ten meters away in an instant.

"Zizi!" The dark green poison juice didn't hit Luo Ning, but it corroded the ground he was standing on just now into a large pit two or three meters deep. And Luo Ning smelled the crisis after standing still, and immediately dodged backwards, grazing three blue poison guns that fell from the sky.

"Bang bang bang!" The three poison guns burst open after piercing the ground, rising up three thick poisonous mist, blocking the vision between Luo Ning and Ghost-faced Roger. Seeing this, Ghost-faced Roger suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly ordered the Blue Feather Poison Eagle to wave its wings to sweep away the poisonous clouds.

However, the turn of events exceeded his expectations. The poisonous cloud in front of him was cleared, but Luo Ning also rushed in front of him. Losing the Storm Demon Sword, he did not stop attacking, but immediately took out another long sword from the spatial ring and slashed it at the head of the ghost-faced Roger.

Seeing that its master was in danger, the Blue Feather Poison Eagle let out a terrible cry and instantly flashed to Luo Ning's side. I saw that its wings struggled to swing down, and hundreds of blue feathers fell off from its wings one after another, turning into two needle feather storms and shooting towards Luo Ning. Therefore, if this sword Luo Ning insists on cutting it down, he will inevitably be shot into a sieve by countless needle feathers before the blade enters the flesh.

After weighing it, Luo Ning gave up this attack, turned around and swung his sword, and the fighting qi turned up two waves vertically and horizontally, blocking the momentum of those blue needle feathers. However, what he was holding in his hand was not a divine weapon, but a rare weapon that had been improvised and created. Therefore, as soon as he blocked dozens of blue feathers, the blade of the sword was hit into a pothole and was on the verge of breaking!

Seeing this, Luo Ning did not panic, and instantly took out the second long sword from the spatial ring. Dozens of blue feather needles were blocked. One shoots blue feathers, the other draws his sword to block, and the two attack and defend, fighting fast until eight or nine seconds later, all the needle feathers fly out, and they can't distinguish between high and low. However, there is one thing that neither Roger nor Bluefeather Poison Eagle notices: Ronin is not alone - Bluefeather Poison Hawk's nemesis, Fania, has always been there and has not been exposed to them to this day.

After seeing Luo Ning's old tricks and raising his sword and being stunned in place, the ghost-faced Roger only took the opportunity to order the Blue Feather Poison Eagle to spew out a mouthful of dark green glow towards Luo Ning. This time, Roger Ghostface was a good learner, and he didn't attack with a useless toxin, but the power of the Magister himself to cause trouble. Both the master and servant attacked at the same time, forcing Luo Ning into a dilemma.

At this moment, Luo Ning laughed without warning.

"What?" Ghost-faced Roger was wondering to himself, but he saw a gray shadow flash in front of him, and a behemoth tens of meters long fell from the sky, three pairs of sharp claws danced rapidly, and in an instant, they were embedded in the wings of the blue-feathered poisonous eagle and the muscles of its back. Immediately, the fishy wind roared, the light flashed rapidly, and the diamond wind snake Fania rushed with its huge mouth, biting the back of the neck of the blue-feathered poisonous eagle.

(End of chapter)