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He jumped straight down from there, jumping into the air. Immediately after, he didn't fall directly, a blue thing appeared on his body that seemed to be an electric spark, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and on the roof of the building opposite, a blue arc of light flashed, and Sang Zhefeng appeared there directly.

The black-clothed men around Sang Zhefeng were all frightened when they saw the man who suddenly appeared next to them—how did this guy come here? Space spells? It hasn't been in years!

Sang Zhefeng looked at the ring on his hand and said to himself: "This thing is really easy to use." ”

[Lucis Ring (Pseudo), Fourth-Order Magic Item, Concept Level B.] A replica of the King's Ring of the Kingdom of Lucis, which has removed the power of the kings of Lucis, and only retains the ability to teleport. However, in order to make it easier to use, the teleportation weapon was canceled and the mind control was used instead.

PS: Later, it turned out that mental manipulation is not something that normal humans can accomplish at all - how can anyone teleport so accurately? 】

This is something that Sang Zhefeng drew when he drew a card that day, a fourth-order thing. Originally, this special effect should be able to be placed in the fifth order, but the difficulty of its operation has reduced its evaluation, and it has become such a difficult thing to use.

However, this is not a matter for Sang Zhefeng, his brain completely ignores these things, he can easily complete the control of this ability, and this ring can be regarded as a good use in his hand.

The black-clothed people around Sang Zhefeng all looked at Sang Zhefeng in surprise, and then quickly chanted a spell, panicking and planning to attack Sang Zhefeng.

Sang Zhefeng glanced at them, quickly pulled out the iron sword at his waist, and a crazy smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Come on~little cuties~" Sang Zhefeng rushed into the ranks of the black-clothed men with a terrifying smile, wielding his long sword. "Feed me with your blood~"

The people in black had obviously never seen such a person - did this guy have a problem with his brain? Why do you have to look like this when you are at war?

They began to retreat backwards in an orderly manner, and a few guys who looked like they were supposed to be in melee combat also came directly to Sanzhefeng's side, intending to hold Sanzhefeng back and provide time for the mages behind.

But as soon as these people rushed to the side of Sang Zhefeng, they felt a flower in front of their eyes, and the next moment their vision turned upside down. They even saw several headless corpses spurting blood - their own.

Sang Zhefeng had already stepped behind them, slowly wiping the bloody sword in his hand.

After he got that ring, he was like a tiger with wings, both displacement and survival have been greatly improved, and he is naturally more handy at killing people.

As for the small iron sword that he first exchanged, I don't know how many so-called strong people he has killed.

He walked leisurely towards those mages, with a smile on his face, the mages really felt a little scared now, those who were not in a good state of mind had already thrown out the spells that had just been completed in their hands, and Sang Zhefeng casually took a few steps to the side, and completely dodged those chaotic magics and got closer to those mages.

Of course, those mages were also specially selected, so naturally they would not be so flustered all the time, they quickly adjusted their state and began to attack Sang Zhefeng in a planned manner.

These mages cooperate very tacitly, it seems that they should have undergone professional and hard training, and their spell attack range is also very large, and it is impossible for normal humans to hide in the past.

The mages raised their staffs in unison, and the surging flames flickered from above, and beside the flames, there were even storms and thunderbolts surging there, floating in the air, blasting in the direction of the Sanzhe wind.

The surging mana fluctuations and the huge casting range are completely impossible for ordinary people to dodge. It is estimated that the end will only be blasted into slag by this spell.

Of course, that's just for the general public.

Sanzhefeng's eyes had completely turned blood-red, and a blood-colored light flashed in his eyes, and what had happened that day when Serigan had fought the invader had reappeared to him.

The sight in front of him began to slow down, and the magics that seemed unusually ferocious became so wild that Sanzhefeng could even make out the streaks on them.

"There are six spell strikes in a large area, seventeen in a medium range, and three in a small area. But all the large and medium ranges are forcing me to go in the direction of the small area, and it looks like it should be a killer move. Sang Zhefeng was racing through all kinds of information in his head, and the scene in front of him was constantly changing.

"There are currently four ways to march, three are defensive and one is attacking...... But it looks like there's a better way......"

A few blue rays suddenly appeared in the red in front of Sangzhefeng's eyes—that was the best way he could go.

"In that case......"

The corners of his mouth slowly cracked into a smile.

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Sang Zhefeng rushed into the explosion like a ghost, and all the magic fluctuations around him did not affect him at all. The explosion occurred next to him as he walked, but he always came out unscathed, and when a large number of spells were completely smashed towards him, his body would become in that arc-like state and begin to teleport. Until he appeared in front of the group of men in black, those men in black did not hurt him in the slightest.

He grinned, raised his sword high, and swung it down.

With screams and screams, one life after another was harvested by him, and he was like a god of death, dancing in blood and death, smiling, and killing those men in black.

Even if there is a man in black who wants to resist and release some instantaneous spells to restrain him, he will dodge and kill him like an unpredictable prophet.

It was as if he could predict the future, and anyone he targeted would be cut in half the next moment.

[Vomiting ......] The system was retching next to Sang Zhefeng, and he generally looked at Sang Zhefeng with palpitations, and said: [Sure enough, I still can't stand your way of killing, can't you change to a smaller one?] 】

"Oh?" Sang Zhefeng raised his eyebrows as he split the stomach of an unlucky bastard and said, "That kind of death is not death?" A tragic death is also death, and euthanasia is also death - in short, death refers to the dissipation of life, that is, the end of consciousness, that is, the end of a thought. So what death is not death? ”

He grinned as he slashed at the people around him.

"Whether it's strangulation, Ling Chi, beheading, or some other kind of torture, in short, death is death, and it is the end of thinking creatures - so what difference does it make to die?"

He paused slightly, and continued to swing the sword in his hand.

"Human beings have always been like this, even when they are facing the end, they always have the idea of wanting to keep their minds from suffering......" Sang Zhefeng waved a few and continued: "At the beginning, everything is over, just like time can't be turned back, so what's the use? ”

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Sang Zhefeng frowned suddenly, he quickly put away his sword, and then took a sharp step back.

The next moment, a black shadow fell from the sky to the ground, kicking up a large amount of smoke and rubble.

Sang Zhefeng quickly left that position, took the sword in his hand, and lazily looked at the place where the figure fell.

"Your Excellency's point is very interesting." A deep voice came from the smoke. And as the smoke cleared, a tall figure appeared there.

It was for a man, who was very resolute and very burly, and on the left side of his face, there was a scar, which added a bit of vicious temperament.

He was dressed in a strange outfit, somewhat like a suit of armor, but it was unusually lightweight, clinging to his body, showing the terrifying power of his flesh.

He was just standing there, but he had a mountain-like feeling.

"Oh? Is it? But I think it's the truth~"

Sang Zhefeng looked at the man in front of him indifferently, waved the sword in his hand, and said, "It's just that this disaster king is really thoughtful~ In order to kill the heir of King Xian, he sent so many people." ”

The man on the other side frowned slightly, he looked at Sang Zhefeng, and then half-bent down and made an attack posture.

"I don't deny your point of view, but I agree with another point." A pale white glow slowly appeared on his body, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack slowly. "That is, the words of the dead will also dissipate over time."

As he said this, he suddenly exerted force under his feet and rushed towards the Sang Zhe wind.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the man, the smile on his lips did not fade, he took a step back slightly, and then an arc of light emanated from his body. The next moment, his body disappeared in place.

And his voice is still here.

"Let's forget it this time~ If there is, I really want to see who can kill me......"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and his figure had long since disappeared into oblivion.

The sturdy man stopped his steps and looked around carefully, there was only the smell of blood around, and there was no man at all, and then he found that the man had run away completely.

The man in black next to him quickly ran over and stood next to him.

"General Yaris, that girl is gone."

The burly man frowned slightly, looked at the building that had been bombed open over there, and said, "Are any citizens injured?" ”

"Report to the general, no. A man next to the girl unfurled a magical barrier and fended off the attack. ”

The man's eyebrows tightened, and in the end, he sighed helplessly and said, "Continue to inquire, and kill if you find it." ”

"Understood."

The men in black didn't seem to have any emotion, just said so and withdrew.

The man looked at the ruined scene over there, and his heart was slightly disturbed. But he quickly adjusted his mood. Continued to carry out his mission.

The descendants of King Xian must be killed.

"Lock down the city, be careful not to alarm too many people, and be sure to kill that girl in the shortest world possible."

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Artoria and Kull paced back and forth in the countryside outside the city, anxious expressions on their faces.

"Teacher...... How could the teacher not come out yet...... He...... He's really fine! Kull set his eyes on Joan of Arc and asked anxiously, "Teacher Joan of Arc, is Teacher Sang okay?" ”

"Don't worry, it's okay." Joan of Arc comforted Kuer there, as a servant of Sangzhefeng, Joan of Arc could clearly feel Sangzhefeng's life physique, and now Sangzhefeng did not have any adverse reactions at all, and it could even be said that it was too healthy.

And according to her feelings, Sang Zhefeng is rapidly approaching here, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he will bring it here.

But Curl obviously didn't know about it, and now he couldn't help himself, and Artoria over there was not much better, like an ant on a hot pot, turning headlessly.

"Hey, I almost got tangled up there."

Suddenly, Sanzhefeng's voice came from there, and Kull and Artoria's faces instantly showed excited looks, and then they looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that Sang Zhefeng was standing there with a smile, and there was some mess on his clothes.

The girls approached Sanzhefeng, then looked Sanzhefeng up and down, and it was only at last that they breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Zhefeng was not injured at all, but his clothes were a little messy.

Artoria looked at Sanzhefeng, then suddenly bowed to Sanzhefeng and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, sir! ”

Sang Zhefeng looked at Artoria and asked, "What are you sorry for?" ”

"I ...... If it weren't for me...... Sir, you won't get into a dangerous ...... either"

Artoria closed her eyes and lowered her head, not looking at Sanzhefeng.

Sang Zhefeng looked at Artoria and was silent for a moment.

"Look up." Sang Zhefeng said in a deep voice.

Artoria looked up blankly, looking at Sanzhe.

"Remember, if you're going to keep going, then you have to keep your head up. You can't bow down to anyone. ”

Sang Zhefeng said this, which made Artoria stunned.

The girl didn't know why Sang Zhefeng suddenly said this, but she nodded blankly.

Sanzhefeng looked at Artoria and did not continue to speak.