In the name of war

The leaves in the forest woke up with the sound of "rustling" with the breeze, and the birds, ants, insects and beasts in the woods seemed to feel the cold killing machine, and hibernated in their respective places, not daring to move, the breeze rolled up a fallen leaf, and the fallen leaf fell down slowly, still in mid-air, and was cut in half by the silky sword light.

The wildfires in the woods with their backs together had long since stopped advancing, and the sharp sword like a guillotine hidden in the air was like a snowy blade resting on their necks, and cold sweat began to break out on the backs of several people, and their four pairs of eyes were fixed on the surrounding places, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The wood-attribute mage who was covered in the cloak shook his head and said softly, "No, I can't find where he is, and Elena didn't send a signal. ”

"Damn, where is he?" Pooh lost his previous irritable appearance, calmly looking in the direction he was in charge of, and the metallic fighting aura enveloped his whole body, lining him like a god of war.

"How could it be so powerful! He was playing tricks on us before?" the young swordsman gritted his teeth and was filled with rage, the sword in his hand shrouded in firelight, and two miniature red frenched scrolls between the fingers of his left hand.

"Don't think about it, whether it's him or not, it's not an ordinary opponent, everyone cheer up!" The middle-aged swordsman's left arm was broken and fell to the ground, the wound was filled with vibrant cyan wood attribute elements, his face sank like water, full of chagrin, he knew that kid was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he should have gathered team strength to kill him before, so there were not so many things now.

The wood-attribute mage chanted the incantation, and released two more seeds, which took root in the tree next to them, turning into two fist-sized eyes, dripping and spinning.

Li Qi's left hand hung down his side, a blood snake meandered down his shoulder, he looked serene, stepping on the wind, carrying a sword, hanging a hundred meters in the air, looking at the small team of ants below, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, he was blessed by the power of the wind, as if he had obtained Raven's experience in a hundred battles, even if it was a complicated situation, as soon as he passed in his mind, the most reasonable solution would emerge in an instant.

He wasn't in a hurry, he was waiting, the previous blow made the careless middle-aged swordsman pay the price of an arm, fortunately he had a magic shield in advance, but he was only slightly injured, all he had to do now was to keep putting pressure on them until their team fell apart on its own.

The sideburns of the four people in the forest have been wet with sweat, the "rustle" sound transmitted by the wind blowing the leaves has become more and more rapid, and the haze in their hearts has become heavy, and their tense bodies are like tightened springs, and with a little pressure, they will break.

The breeze in the air is gradually sharpening, blowing on the trunks of the trees, only the sound of "silk" can be heard, the tough bark blooms open, and the fragrance of plants and trees is transmitted in the forest with the breeze.

The sword in Li Qi's hand trembled slightly, silently, but the sound of the sword gradually sounded in the forest, pervasive, more and more urgent, more and more clear, he was accumulating strength, and when he moved again, it was a thunderous blow. Dwarf Pooh's face began to flush red, and the fighting qi that bloomed from his body turned into golden flames, burning outside his body, the pressure gradually increased, and his potential began to be oppressed.

The wood attribute magician's whispering spell was finally finished, and vines the thickness of goose eggs gradually grew around the four of them, and the vines twisted, dense like snakes, wound a round ball around them, the ball gradually thickened, and the gap between the vines was quickly blocked by another rapidly writhing vine, and the place where the four of them were slowly disappeared, leaving only the golden light blooming on Pooh's body and the fire marks of the long sword in the young swordsman's hand.

Li Qi looked at the thicker and thicker layer of vines below, there was still no sadness or joy in his eyes, as if he didn't see this thing, the blood snake on his left arm condensed into a bead of blood on his fingertips, and under the influence of gravity, it gradually lengthened, and then turned into a round ball, dripping silently.

Li Qi's eyes stared at the faster and faster blood beads, watching it change shape in the air, and the hot gas brought out from the blood beads quickly escaped in the air, and at the same time as the last trace of heat dissipated, Li Qi raised his head suddenly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and the trembling long sword in his hand twisted, blending into the whistling wind in the sky.

At this moment, the sound of more and more rapid sword roars suddenly exploded, and the wind in the forest was like a piece of cloth, torn into pieces by these exploding sword sounds, and surging towards the place where the people in the wildfire group were with the sound of the sword.

Li Qi's whole person turned into a swimming fish, the wind around him seemed to turn into water, he walked with the sword, followed the rhythm of the wind, through the ripples of the wind, the whole person stood upside down, and turned into a ray of light along the wind, drilling downward.

In the last second, he still stopped in place, and in the blink of an eye, he had caught up with the blood bead in mid-air.

The blood bead was touched by the tip of the sword, and it exploded to pieces in an instant, turning into a small cloud of blood mist, and Li Qi followed the tip of the sword that flashed with cold light out of the blood mist, pointing directly at the vine ball in the forest.

"Although the Wood Prison is a third-order bondage magic, its defense power should not be underestimated, and with it, we can breathe a sigh of relief. The wood attribute mage exhaled softly, and even his words showed a sense of exhaustion.

The sense of urgency in the hearts of the other three people disappeared slightly, they were all from a team in the Wildfire Regiment, old partners, and they knew each other's abilities well, and the wood attribute mages were mainly responsible for the auxiliary aspects in this team, proficient in the second-order rejuvenation technique and the third-order magic wood prison.

The Wood Prison is the spell he mainly delves into, and there is no chance to get a high-level magic imprint in the Wildfire Regiment, the third-order Wood Prison is already the highest level of magic that the Wildfire Regiment can provide, and the Wood Attribute Mage's attainments in the Wood Prison are almost at its peak, and the third-order Wood Prison has already shown signs of turning into a fourth-order stinger prison.

Since he said so, he was at least eighty percent sure that they would be safe now.

"Thank you for your hard work...... As soon as the middle-aged swordsman spoke, he only felt that a trace of extremely sharp killing power suddenly appeared on the top of his head, like a pinprick, his hair stood on end, his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle, he screamed: "Be careful!" The long sword in his hand let out a buzzing sound, and the red fire attribute fighting qi quickly crawled all over the sword body, and the middle-aged swordsman held the sword in one hand, and with a move to the sky, he slashed towards the top of his head with a rolling heat wave.

The long sword made of stainless steel was overwhelmed, too much fire attribute fighting qi filled all corners of the sword body, the long sword made a "squeak" sound, and in places that were invisible to the naked eye, cracks had begun to appear inside the long sword.

The middle-aged swordsman couldn't care about feeling sorry for the long sword that had accompanied him for many years, his face turned red, and the fighting spirit of his whole body frantically surged towards the long sword in his hand.

He is already a high-level swordsman's cultivation, and one step further, he is a swordsman, and the swordsman is also a figure in the entire Haman City, this move has helped him kill countless swordsmen who have been famous for many years, as a trick to press the bottom of the box, the middle-aged swordsman used it at the beginning, but it still did not bring any sense of security to the middle-aged swordsman.

The awe-inspiring killing machine locked tightly on his forehead, the sharp sword breath seemed to split the top of his head, cold sweat covered his body like a snake, and the breath of death was like a shadow hanging over his body, he seemed to see the scythe carried by the god of death not far away, and the black light flashed towards him.

"Ahh

He roared, screamed, more fighting energy poured into the long sword in his hand, dripping blood appeared from the corners of his mouth, the corners of his eyes cracked, and the last bit of fighting energy drawn from his whole body once again turned into a fire fire, followed by the fire fire that had just come out, and slashed upward.

"Captain!"

Several people around the middle-aged swordsman exclaimed, not knowing what was going on, the young magic swordsman exclaimed, and was about to rush towards the middle-aged swordsman.

However, when he was only halfway through, he saw the wood attribute magician surrounded by several people open his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood with "wow", and the whole person trembled, covering his forehead and screaming.

The young demon swordsman was stunned for a moment, and a thought gradually came to his mind, this is...... Magical backlash?

Magical Retaliation...... He had only used two spells so far, one was a second-order rejuvenation technique, and the other was ...... Prison of Wood!

He raised his head suddenly, the layers of vines around him swam, and the abundant aura of wood attribute elements filled this small space, and the whole thing was no different from just now...... But......

Where did that glimmer come from?

On top of the Flame Cross Slash, where did the cold light that seemed to pierce the sky come from?

The young magic swordsman narrowed his eyes slightly, a little cold star slowly enlarged in his eyes, everything around him seemed to begin to slow down, the speed of the vines writhing like a turtle, the young magic swordsman seemed to feel the vitality flying in these vines.

The middle-aged swordsman had just left his sword when he saw his uncle spurt out a mouthful of blood, which cut through a perfect parabola and fell to the ground very slowly. The golden axe carried by the dwarf Pooh slashed upwards little by little, and the magic swordsman seemed to be able to see the golden fighting qi surging in his body like a tidal wave, and he saw Pooh's lips slowly open, and slowly roared out a sound......

"Be careful!"

Be careful? Be careful of what?

A trace of doubt filled the young swordsman's mind, and his thoughts seemed to begin to slow down.

The cold light magnified in his eyes, and the surrounding layers of vines were like living creatures, writhing and roaring, and then they died in the cold light, and the entire wooden prison seemed to have lost its life, and the breath of death filled the vines all around. It was just a momentary pause.

The dark green vines quickly turned gray, and I don't know if someone breathed a little, and then a whole gray-white ball suddenly disintegrated, turning into a cloud of ashes.

The young demon swordsman finally saw the sword behind the cold star, the man......

There were also two flames that slammed into the sword as if they were devouring life like crazy, and a golden axe.

A strange feeling surged over the young demon swordsman's heart at this moment......

It turns out that this is what they are guarding against......