Eric watched in amazement at the portal as the Invalids warriors dressed in Pikai approached, and he saw Ryan, who was manipulating the flames to attack the swordsmen, the soft Pikai wrapping around her slender body, perfectly showing off her beautiful curves.

The swordsmen instantly fell into a panic, Yin Li tried his best to command the scattered swordsmen, and took the lead in rushing into the sudden arrival of the Invalids, the swordsmen's restlessness finally subsided, and turned their horses' heads to charge towards the Invalids.

A dwarf in a gray robe activated his spiritual power and stood in the air, some familiar but some unfamiliar, unable to see clearly from a distance. The breeze stirred his messy white hair, and he carried his hands behind his back, but what he saw in front of him was the pitch-black robe standing in front of him, the black robe seemed to melt and gradually dissipate in the sunlight.

"Want to run?" The old man in the gray short robe stretched out his hand, and a golden shield enveloped the black robe, and the black robe turned into a puff of black smoke and rolled inside the shield, letting out a terrible scream.

A shrill voice spread through the air, "Pasha, since you're not dead, do you think you can kill me with your skills?"

The old man stood in the air, clenched his palm violently, and the shield burst open, the black smoke disappeared in an instant, and a rotten stench spread through the air.

The old man swooped down and stood between the two armies, the air wave set off was like a gust of wind, and the people facing each other quickly dispersed, and he turned to look at Yin Li. "We have been fighting for hundreds of years, it should have been just a battle between you and me, but I didn't expect that the world-famous swordsman would secretly cooperate with the dark magician, you are not afraid to make people laugh!"

Eric finally saw that it was Adrian, Andrew's neighbor Adrian, and he couldn't believe that the old drunkard in Andrew's mouth was actually the previous patriarch Pasha.

Yin Li sneered, "It's ridiculous! You can say such a thing, back then, your dwarf king Fallujah broke his oath and used trickery to sneak attack my teacher and destroy our altar, you should still remember how my teacher died tragically, right?" "Yes, the gods have given you a small body, but they have given you a long life, so what? You have broken your oath and disobeyed the will of the gods, even if you forged the artifact that destroyed the heavens and the earth, it was nothing more than a murder. ”

After saying that, Yin Li launched a murderous charge, the roar in the sky rang out, Pasha hurriedly stretched the shield open, Yin Li roared and rushed over, the Broken God Sword in his hand was wrapped in the sword light in the sky, and slashed towards the shield, and the shield received such an attack, cracking a huge gap. Pasha's face was full of surprise, urging the spiritual power, the air seemed to be suppressed, the swordsmen's movements became sluggish, and even the war horses were ** vertical, as if they were stepping on waist-high mud, running slowly.

Yin Li jumped up, the Broken God Sword stabbed towards the shield with Qing Xiao, the air was also driven, the tumbling air flow spread out on the boundless earth, Yin Li's face turned red, and he pushed forward vigorously, the sword blade was wrapped in a blue electric torrent and marched bravely, the shield roared with traces of damage, Pasha tried to support it, and slowly retreated.

The Honors Guards urged countless flames to roar towards Yin Li, and the swordsmen who arrived protected their commanders, and the blue Broken God Sword collided violently with the flames, cutting out pieces of firelight, and the sound of bursting was endless. The flames were perfectly suppressed, Ryan jumped up in the air, stretched out his hand and waved down, the sky was clear, but there were several thunderbolts piercing the sky, and the dazzling electric light hit the swordsmen who swarmed, the swordsmen broke out, and the electric light drew a brilliant curve on the wet ground, and everywhere they passed, everyone neighed on their horses, and the swordsman who was hit sat on the ground, his face was red, and he gasped fiercely.

More swordsmen stabbed the Broken Sword in their hands into the shield, and the cracks spread across the shield, and Pasha waved his hand violently, and a powerful air current swept in, and the swordsmen were swept back by the air current.

Li Hanwen stood on a high place, watching his teacher fall into a bitter battle, with an anxious look on his face, cold sweat oozing from the hand holding the Broken God Sword, and the thousand neat swordsmen behind him had calm faces, calmly watching everything in front of him, maintaining the momentum of the charge. Li Hanwen was anxiously waiting for the teacher's order, but the teacher did not send any instructions even if he fought hard, "Even if the teacher dies in battle, you should not participate without my order, you must remember!" When the teacher said this, there was no doubt, and he handed over a black wrench carved with a goshawk to his hand. "If I die in battle, wear it, take these swordsmen, and leave here, as far as I can. When you understand something and are inspired by the gods, come back and collect the teacher's body!"

After the black-robed magician disappeared, the black air flow wrapped around Feng Chenyang's body also disappeared, leaving only a few deep strangulation marks, and the people who untied the rope had lost the ability to fight again, and sat on the ground, nervously watching the battle in front of them. Eric was obviously seriously injured, his spiritual power consumption was huge, and he didn't have any strength in his body, he was sitting on the ground slumped, trying to support the ground with one arm, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

Yin Li struggled to control his breathing, the magic urged by Pasha's powerful spiritual power seemed endless, his physical strength was exhausted, and the Divine Sword seemed to become heavy. A sharp thunderbolt struck, with a fierce whistling sound, his swift body perfectly bypassed the attack of thunder and lightning, and his body dragged a faint shadow on the ground, he roared and swung a deadly sword, drawing a graceful arc, the sword inspired a crimson light from the upper runes, and the pierced air overflowed around the sword body, and the sharp blade of the sword pointed straight at Pasha.

Pasha stretched out the shield to seal the blade, and the huge impact pushed Pasha to retreat constantly, and the power on the blade was constantly pushed out, and the shield was difficult to resist, and there was a possibility of breaking at any time. Yin Li's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a shocking roar, he was advancing steadily, his strength was slowly exhausted, the Broken God Sword made a sharp roar, and the traces of cracks on the sword body spread rapidly, and it broke in an instant. The powerful air flow bounced Yin Li away, and his body floated into the air like a fallen leaf, and a ball of flame hit his body accurately, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

Yin Li slowly supported his body, sat on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he raised his head slightly, looked at his student and smiled slightly, waved his hand weakly, his face revealed an undoubted resoluteness, it was an order to retreat. More Glory Guards swung their spears and rushed over, Pasha jumped in the air, the air flow urged by the spiritual power in his hand was like a sharp sword glowing with cold light, he stood in the air, looking at Yin Li coldly, "You are much worse than your teacher." The figure shot towards Yin Li quickly, dragging a straight silver line behind him.

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