In the early morning, a drop of morning dew that shone with a brilliant glow slipped quietly from the edge of the leaves and fell on the face of the blade, who was sleeping soundly on the branches of the canopy, and woke him from his sleep.

Through the gaps between the dense foliage, the blade saw the red morning sun in the sky. Seeing that it was time to get up, he stretched his waist and jumped down from a tree dozens of meters high.

Yesterday, Blade followed Linda's guidance and came to the place where Linda was ambushed, but found no clues about the undead. Later, when he saw that it was getting late, he found a big tree, climbed into the canopy at the top of the tree, and slept all night.

Today, Blade continued to search the forest for traces of the undead, but after hearing the rumbling sound of his stomach, he decided to eat breakfast first.

The blade looked around, and breakfast was settled.

Not far away, in a green meadow, a fat rabbit was grazing. The fat rabbit was faintly covered with a faint mist of water, and Blade recognized it as a magical beast called the Water Blaster. In fact, when the blade jumped down from the tree, it had already alarmed the water blast rabbit, I don't know if it was because of the demon rabbit and not the ordinary hare, this chubby water arrow rabbit was not afraid of the blade at all, and after the person stood up and glanced at the blade, he leaned down and lowered his head to eat the grass again, and had no intention of escaping at all.

Seeing the water arrow rabbit dragging it, the blade couldn't help but laugh dumbly. For the food that was brought to his mouth, he certainly couldn't let it go.

The blade walked towards the Arrow Rabbit, and the ensuing battle ensued without incident.

At the beginning of the battle, when a water arrow erupted from the Arrow Rabbit's mouth, Blade finally understood why the Arrow Rabbit was so pulled. Because the magic power level contained in the water arrow has reached the third level, you must know that most of the water arrow rabbits are first-level magical beasts, and the second-level water arrow rabbits are very rare, and the third-level water arrow rabbits can be called the king of the water arrow rabbits.

But in the face of the high-level warrior of the blade, the water arrow rabbit king who had never been able to get rid of the low-level demonic beast category naturally kicked the iron plate. After the water arrow rabbit saw that the water arrow he spewed out was slapped into mist by the easy claw of the blade, he suddenly knew that something was wrong. It turned around and tried to run away when it was grabbed by the neck and lifted up by a sharp blade that quickly ran behind it. With the force of the blade's hand, only to hear a crisp click, the water arrow rabbit was twisted and his neck was broken.

Since there was still a search for the undead, the time was a little tight, and the blade didn't plan to roast the blastoise rabbit before eating it. In line with the principle of doing things after eating breakfast quickly, he directly gnawed the rabbit meat after skinning the water arrow rabbit. The meat of the water blast rabbit is very delicate, although it is not cooked meat, but the taste is not bad, and the sharp blade gnaws the whole rabbit until only the skeleton remains.

After breakfast, Blade began his search in the forest again. This time, he had not gone far when he heard an angry beast roar suddenly coming from ahead. Blade looked up and saw a huge flying beast hovering over a mountain peak a few miles away, swooping, climbing, and repeating, as if fighting something. Blade's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gradually saw that the flying beast was a griffon with an eagle's head, a lion body, two wings, and four claws. As a relatively common magical beast, the griffin has a huge disparity in strength between different species, including the lowest-level griffin that has been domesticated as a flying mount and is not much stronger than ordinary beasts, and the griffin whose strength is terrifying and has reached the ninth level of the high-level peak.

The griffin that appeared in front of Blade's eyes had a pair of huge wings that were far beyond ordinary griffins, and when they were unfolded, they covered a small half of the sky, and just looking at its appearance, it was obvious that it would not be a low-level species among griffins. It was a huge-winged griffon. The Giant Winged Griffin is a kind of high-level magical beast in the griffin population, and there are generally seven levels.

With the strength of the blade, it would not be too difficult to defeat a seventh-level Giant Winged Griffin, but if it wasn't for a special reason, he wouldn't provoke such a high-level demonic beast for no reason. Now that a guy dares to provoke the Giant-Winged Griffin, I don't know if it's a man or a monster?, driven by curiosity, the blade ran towards the peak where the battle was raging.

When the blade was still halfway there, there was a loud bang, and the mountain suddenly collapsed, and a large number of rocks rolled down, and after a terrible beast roar, all the sounds stopped abruptly, and the half-collapsed mountain peak also returned to its quiet, and it was obvious that the battle was over.

The blade slammed under his feet and stopped moving forward. He glanced up the hill and hid behind a huge rock beside the path below.

It wasn't long before Blade saw an armored knight on the back of an equally armored horse descending the hill unhurriedly. In the parts of the body of the knight and the war horse that are not covered by armor, the white bones of the forest can be seen. The blade was shocked, he didn't expect to meet the Death Knight and the Death Horse here.

The Death Knight held a spear in his right hand and a chain in his left, and at the other end of the chain was the corpse of a giant winged griffon. A huge iron hook pierced the neck of the high-level beast, blood flowing from its beak, leaving a long trail of blood trailing behind the Death Knight. In addition, on the armor of the Death Knight, more than a dozen criss-crossing scratches can be seen, which should be the traces left by the claws of the giant winged griffin during the battle.

The blade's eyes flashed, and his right hand touched the handle of the war knife at his waist. The unexpected encounter with the Death Knight brought forward the battle he expected.

The Death Knight dragged the body of the Greatwing Griffon, silently urging the horse forward. However, when he was about to pass by the rock where the blade was hiding, he suddenly grabbed the death warhorse, and the ghost fire in his eye socket instantly blazed, and he waved the war spear in his hand, releasing a shock wave of death energy, hitting the rock.

A figure jumped more than a dozen meters from behind the rock, and then the rock was blasted into countless pieces by the death energy shockwave.

Seeing that his whereabouts were revealed, the sharp blade didn't care, he still maintained the posture of holding the handle of the war knife, with a sneer on his face, and said: "I still plan to wait for you to walk over, and then sneak attack from behind, but I don't want to be discovered by you first!

"You are a powerful warrior!, but your strength also makes the fire of your life burn too strongly, and the vigorous vitality makes me feel your presence!" the cold voice of the Death Knight sounded in the heart of the blade.

The blade was stunned, he didn't expect that he would be exposed for this reason. This is also because it is the first time he has dealt with the undead, and he is a little inexperienced. In fact, as long as he allowed the fighting qi to circulate in his body, slowed down the speed of blood flow in the blood vessels, closed the body's functions, and fell into a state similar to animal hibernation, he could avoid the detection of the death knight.

The sharp blade slowly drew his knife and said to himself: "So that's the case!

Without further ado, the Death Knight loosened the chain that was dragging the body of the Greatwinged Griffin, flicked his spear, and charged at the blade.

Blade grasped the scimitar diagonally in both hands, leaped forward, and lunged at the Death Knight. The two quickly approached, and the moment the Death Knight spear stabbed out, the scimitar in the blade's hand also slashed from the bottom up.

After a sound of gold and iron, the two staggered by. In the first encounter, neither of them used all their strength, but each made a tentative blow, but neither of them tried each other's depth.

The blade turned around, and his body lit up with a light of fighting energy, since the temptation was fruitless, then he was ready for the battle behind without leaving his hands behind, and went all out. The Death Knight had the same mind, but his momentum was much greater than that of a blade. I saw that after he turned the horse's head, a large stream of dead air that was so thick that it could not be dissolved emerged from his body, and it rose into the sky, forming a dense fog of death, completely enveloping him and the death horse under his crotch. Within ten meters of the Death Knight, both flowers and trees quickly withered and decayed after being corroded by the death qi he emitted.

The Death Knight was wrapped in the Death Mist and charged at the Blade once more.

The ground began to tremble slightly.

Feeling the thunderous momentum of the Death Knight in this charge, the blade did not choose to fight hard, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, the scimitar in his hand continued to slash at the Death Knight one after another, trying to interrupt his charge. However, the death fog that shrouded the Death Knight seemed to have extremely high defensive power, and after the blade of the blade hit the death mist, all of them sank into the sea without a sound, and the Death Knight's attack was not interrupted, not even the slightest delay.

Blade's face changed color slightly, the Death Knight was more powerful than he had estimated, no wonder he could slay a Giantwing Griffon of his level. It seems that the patriarch of the Stonemane Clan, Marana, was able to escape from him, and there was a big element of luck.

The speed of the blade's retreat was not as fast as the running of the death horse, looking at the approaching death knight, the blade's natural ferocity as a werewolf was stimulated, he no longer retreated, nor did he urge the sword, but directly swung the knife towards the death mist.

Just as he was about to collide with the Death Mist, the Blade suddenly slicked sideways, dodged the Death Knight's spear from the mist, and slashed into the Death Mist. With a thud, the scimitar in Blade's hand was almost bounced off, and it felt like it had been slashed against a piece of steel. Although the blade of the blade failed to break through the Death Mist, the Death Mist became much lighter, and the defense was greatly weakened. The Death Knight roared silently, stabbing several shots in quick succession, but they were all blocked by the blade with a scimitar.

Just as the two were at a stalemate in the battle, the death horse under the crotch of the Death Knight suddenly opened its mouth coldly and spewed out a death breath, hitting the blade.

The blade was knocked away by the death breath for more than ten meters, and it barely stabilized its body. A large cloud of death was attached to him, and the black armor he had made of Shadowfang was grayish white in many places, and the death breath contained in the breath of the death horse was severely corroding the lionskin armor.

The blade shouted, and a storm of fighting qi blew on his body, dispersing the dead qi. However, in this short period of time, the lionskin armor on his body has been corroded and tattered by the dead air. Blade looked at the scimitar in his hand again, and saw several gaps in the blade, apparently caused by the collision with the Death Knight's war spear just now.

"It seems that it is really difficult to defeat you and your war horse without going berserk!" Blade was silent for a moment, then threw away the scimitar, ripped off the lionskin armor and lined linen shorts, and said slowly with his upper body naked.

He suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a wolf-like howl, when he lowered his head, his eyes had become blood-red, his fangs were bared, the muscles of his whole body were swollen, the green tendons under his skin were wriggling like earthworms, and sharp claws of five or six centimeters long had protruded from the ten fingers of his hands.

"Come on, let's continue!" Blade snapped his right index finger and slashed at the Death Knight.