When it came time to actually fight face to face, Dandrion suddenly discovered one thing, that is, his body could no longer keep up with the movements of consciousness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's like the sword stabbed by these two demons left and right, the trajectory of the blade in the air is clearly seen by Dandrien, he only needs to lightly flash the blade to the side to easily dodge this attack, and then he can come behind the demon with a flash, and then he can use the Michael's scepter to knock the demon's head to pieces.

The script was written, but the actual implementation went wrong.

At the moment, he has no fighting spirit in his body, like a pedal electric car without electricity, although he can continue to drive forward by pedaling, but the speed is only a little faster than walking, and it is much slower than when there is electricity.

The sword fell, and the blood appeared.

Dandrion snorted, and before the whole person flashed out, his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

He had to retreat, because his left and right shoulders had already been struck separately at that moment.

A gust of cold wind on a winter night blew by, and the biting chill crept into the bare/exposed wounds under the punctured clothes, painful and cold.

But Dandrion didn't even have a chance to feel regret or anger in his heart, because the two demons in front of him had already attacked again.

In this dense forest of winter nights, even Dandrien could barely see the outline of the other party's body clearly, and he couldn't see the faces of the other two clearly, but for some reason, Dandrien always felt that the figures of the two demons were somewhat familiar.

The two demons may or may not know Dandrien's identity, but Danderien knows that their previous identities were either castle guards, waiters serving food, or servants such as grooms.

These people would appear in front of Dandrion every day, and many of them might even have saluted and chatted with Dandrion respectfully, but neither the people in the church, nor the Grand Prince's party, nor even the four Sacred Domain powerhouses, including Dandrien, had discovered their demon identity.

Are they hiding it too well? Not really.

The reason why no one knows who they really are is because they are too ordinary, too ordinary, too unnoticed.

But it's this guy who looks ordinary and ordinary, simple and honest, when they tore off their masks and revealed the true face of the demons, they suddenly turned into a terrifying killing machine.

"Bell!" The sound of two blades intersecting sounded one after another, and Dandrion learned his lesson this time, and did not continue to choose the way to dodge just now, but directly blocked the attack with the Michael scepter in his hand.

While this did work, Dandrien's lack of vindictiveness at the moment was also revealed.

These two demons were both seventh-level high-level warriors, and although they were about to surpass the sixth-level of the mid-level peak, the violent dark power that came from the fighting qi on their swords still hit Dandrien's body fiercely through the moment when the weapons intersected, making him involuntarily stumble back again, his chest was like a heavy blow, and even it was a little difficult to breathe.

A trace of blood quietly came out of the corner of Dandrien's mouth, and Dandrion gasped fiercely, and suddenly remembered a sentence.

The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

If it was in normal times, Dandrion would only need one move at most to kill the two demons in front of him, but at this moment, after only two moves, he was obviously unable to resist the opponent's attack.

Such a huge contrast not only made Dandrion feel very helpless, but also made him clearly understand such a fact.

If this continues, at most two more moves, Dandrien will die under the swords of the two demons on the opposite side.

The sword light rose again, and the black fighting qi stirred and roared silently and violently on the blade, looking forward to the moment when the enemy was defeated and torn apart.

In the dark forest, the rapid footsteps of both sides lifted the snow on the ground and flew in all directions.

Dandrion took a deep breath, a gleam flashing in his eyes.

It can't go on like this.

This time, he didn't choose to dodge, nor did he choose to passively block, but went straight to the other party.

Two black rays of light and one white light intertwined instantly, and then a two-second freeze appeared at the same time.

A long sword stabbed Dandrion in the thigh, and another stabbed deep into his lower abdomen.

At this moment, the Michael's scepter in Dandrien's hand slammed into the left temple of one of the demons.

This demon didn't expect Dandrion to use this crazy style of fighting that was similar to exchanging lives for lives, and although the long sword in his hand pierced into Dandrien's lower abdomen, it also restricted his room for movement, making him unable to dodge Dandrien's sharp blow.

The sound of the skull shattering was accompanied by a sudden burst of blood light in the forest, and the demon's body was smashed and rushed to the side a few steps, and the long sword in his hand that had pierced into Dandrien's lower abdomen was also pulled out.

"Bang!" The demon who was hit by Michael's scepter happened to crash into another demon next to him, knocking this companion into a stumbling body.

Blood poured out of Dandrien's wounds in an instant, and the incomparable pain at this moment even made Dandrien's eyes turn white and he almost fainted.

But Dandrion gritted his teeth, and his entire lip was bitten with a trace of blood, and he finally regained his consciousness.

He had paid the price of the sword in his lower abdomen for the death of a demon, but now he had to deal with the other one, otherwise it would all be useless.

Once again, Michael's scepter in his hand swept through the air at great speed, attacking the second demon.

However, the demon's reaction was much faster than his companion's, and before Michael's scepter hit his body, the demon had already turned his sword around, narrowly blocking Dandrion's fatal blow.

There was another crisp sound of gold and iron, and Dandrion only felt a strong force reverberate from the opponent's long sword, and the Michael's scepter in his hand finally couldn't hold it anymore and flew out of his hand, flying high into the sky.

"Die!" With a low shout, the cold sword blade carrying the black fighting qi appeared in front of Dandrion again.

Dandrion sighed softly and was about to close his eyes and wait for death, when suddenly a fire of hope appeared in his eyes again.

A thin figure suddenly flashed out from behind a tree in the forest, and the dagger in his hand stabbed heavily into the back of the demon's heart.

The demon's body trembled suddenly, and the tip of the sword in his hand had obviously pierced Dandrien's chest, but the vitality in his body had been cut off by the dagger, and he couldn't continue to stab it no matter what.

After a muffled sound, the demon's body fell to the ground like his companion, never to get up again.

"Mr. Dandrien, are you alright?"

Dandrion let out a sigh of relief, the pain from the wounds in his thigh and lower abdomen made him unable to stand and sat heavily on the snow.

"Can't die, why are you here?"

"My sister said that a man should not hide behind and watch others fight, but should go into battle and kill the enemy himself." Habs, who was obviously killing for the first time, still had a trembling voice, but the expression on his face was very firm.

Dandrien nodded, "Your sister is right, I want to thank you because you saved my life." ”

"Mr. Dandrien, you are too polite, by the way, did we win?"

Dandrion was slightly stunned, listening to the sound of blades intersecting and shouting and fighting from time to time at the other end of the dense forest, and then shook his head: "I'm afraid not." ”

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