Chapter 344: The Battle of Arthas

"It's really powerful, the strength of a monster, and the speed that can burst out in an instant, it's really powerful!" Lancer exclaimed, even if he was a little at a disadvantage, he didn't have the slightest timidity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, his body lit up with a magical light, and then it was obvious that his state was returning, apparently the master of the lancer hiding in the shadows had used healing magic on him.

The regrouped lancer Dilumudo completely exploded his speed, gave up the yellow spear, and clenched the red spear with both hands, the red tip of the spear was like a meteor, and instantly hit the eyes of the Nightfall.

The frightened night corpse just tilted his head slightly, and then he felt a pain on his face, and he was opened, wiping it! It is worthy of Dilumuduo who has an A+ level speed evaluation, this speed is comparable to when his blood shadow step is fully open, but this is completely incomparable, his blood shadow step consumes a lot of magic power, and the other party can obviously maintain this speed for a long time, and sure enough, no matter which heroic spirit can not be underestimated.

"What a sin, to cut such a big wound on your face, Berserker, you don't care." Dilumudo, who succeeded, said with confidence on his face, obviously confident in his speed.

"We don't eat with our faces, and this hurts a little bit!" Nightshade wiped the blood from his face, and the wound that had broken Nightshade had disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Nightfall's almost instantaneous recovery wound, Lancer couldn't help frowning and sighed, "It seems that you have a strong recovery ability, it seems that I have to be careful." ”

"He is worthy of being the chief warrior of the Knights of Fiona in Ireland - Dilumudo Odina, which is really not to be underestimated!" Nightshade said as he glanced at Sakura-chan, who was already slightly pale not far away, although Sakura's magical power was already talented, it was still not enough to bear the cost of my battle, and it seemed that it was going to be resolved quickly.

But then Nightshade felt troublesome, after the initial temptation, Dilumudo already knew the advantages of Nightshade, so he didn't fight with him, but fully played his own advantages, exerted his speed to the extreme, saw Nightshade's attack and immediately withdrew, and then bullied himself, every time he could add a few wounds to Nightshade, making Nightshade extremely depressed, but if he kept driving the Blood Shadow Step, it would consume too much mana, and he could only choose to save his magic power in a short period of time to wait for the opportunity.

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Arthas stood silently above Sindragosa's head, his ice-blue eyes hidden under his helmet watching indifferently at the battle between Nightfall and Dilumudo on the field, but his or her gaze was always on Nightfall's body, and his or her eyes flashed with interest from time to time.

Suddenly, she (too lazy to hide it, troublesome, simply admit it, Arthas has been motherized) retracted her gaze, her hand slowly touched the frost sorrow on her waist, a piercing cold air gushed out from his fingertips, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she murmured softly: "It seems that some very interesting guys have appeared, I smell the breath of demons." ”

As if sensing the meaning of his master, the bone dragon Sindragosa suddenly flashed blue light in his eyes, and the huge dragon head turned around, spewing out ice-blue dragon breath behind him.

The dragon's breath devoured a warehouse behind it, and at the same time, a blue figure burst through the roof of the warehouse before the dragon's breath arrived, leaping to its feet.

It was a white-haired man in a blue trench coat with a grim expression and a katana-like weapon at his waist.

After appearing, the man didn't say a word, and a small blue sword suddenly appeared in the void beside him, shooting towards Arthas.

"Qiang~" Arthas suddenly unsheathed Frostsorrow, and slashed all the small swords in front of him.

At this moment, a blue figure suddenly appeared in the position of the little sword, and the katana in his hand slashed towards Arthas's neck at an alarming speed.

Arthas flipped her hand, and Frost Grief blocked the opponent's katana just right, and then she looked at the white-haired man in front of her, a cruel smile appeared on her face under the helmet, and said murderously: "Sure enough, it's really demonic, just like those mongrels of the Burning Legion, although it's not very pure, it's still very unpleasant!" ”

"Humph!" The other party didn't reply, snorted coldly, the katana in his hand was unsheathed, and his body rushed forward, passing through Arthas's body in an instant, and at the same time, countless sword lights appeared to envelop Arthas, and he actually used multiple jui at the moment of sprinting, and the speed was obvious.

The sword light dissipated, and small scratches appeared on the armor of Arthas that was shrouded in the sword light.

"It's such a fast knife, it's really interesting, let's play with you a little seriously! Death Coil! Arthas tapped his feet, and the Frost Sorrow in his hand pointed directly at the other party, and then a cloud of dark green magic arrows shot at the other party.

The white-haired man frowned, and his body disappeared in place in an instant, and the speed was so fast that even an afterimage appeared in place and slowly dissipated.

But he soon discovers that wherever he flees, Death Entanglement is like a dead end, and he is in hot pursuit.

After continuing to dodge twice, knowing that he couldn't dodge, the white-haired man decisively stood still, and the katana in his hand suddenly unsheathed, slashing death with a single sword.

Taking advantage of the moment he stopped, the frost sorrow in Arthas's hand instantly slashed towards him, and the frost sorrow was wrapped in a layer of biting cold, and slashed towards the other party's head.

The white-haired man hurriedly blocked with his sword, and the giant sword collided with the katana, bringing up a large spark.

The moment Frost Grief touched the katana, a biting chill surged down the opponent's blade to the opponent's body, and even a layer of frost appeared on the blade where the cold air passed.

"......" The white-haired man frowned, and a wave of magic power instantly transmitted to the sword, and a dazzling blue light emitted from the blade, shattering the frost completely, and then he took a step back, and the katana in his hand waved in the void.

Immediately after that, the space beside Arthas suddenly distorted, and the spherical sword qi instantly slashed at the space and Arthas in the space with great power.

"Interesting!" A layer of cold air instantly appeared beside Arthas, and this seemingly thin cold qi blocked all the sword qi in all directions, perfectly protecting her.

"What's the name of this move?" Arthas asked with interest, and at the same time, powerful magic fluctuations appeared on his body, obviously serious.

"Judgementcut." The white-haired man said coldly, this was the first time he had spoken.

"Nice name. I'm Arthas Minethir, the Lich King, and I don't know your name, but my strength and identity make me interested in killing you! Arthas said with murderous energy.

"Again, my name is Virgil." Not to be outdone, Virgil replied, and a huge fluctuation of magic power also appeared on his body. (To be continued.) )