Reginard gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, pressing the blade downward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe green tendons on Vladimir's forehead slowly bulged, and his teeth were clenched.

Hand-to-hand duels are a weakness of magicians, and Reginard relies on this method to defeat the strong ones who stay in the ivory tower all day in the wizarding world.

Since this vampire Vladimir is a sacrifice of youth, turning his young body into his current state of old age, then the so-called vitality of life is probably also sacrificed, so the power of the flesh is not comparable to the body that Riginald has already tempered, let alone the blessing of magical energy.

Vladimir's strength slackened, and Reginald's blade slashed straight down, a sudden ease that made the young magician wonder. After all, this seems too easy, even if it is aimed at the soft underbelly of the magician, it will never be so easy to knock down the opponent.

It won't be so easy to deal with the old monsters who can only preach in the Wizards' Guild, and this Vladimir can use secret methods to make a name for himself, but he will definitely not be an easy character.

The blade pressed down the steel claw and split directly from the top of his head, the expression on Vladimir's face suddenly froze, and his petrified body began to glow with red water streaks, exploding into a pool of blood.

Reginard hurriedly dodged back, the energy emitted by the blood gave him a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, but the blood flow actually came directly to him, and from the ground came out of the blood-colored vines, saying that they were vines, but they were not entities in the real sense, but rippling with Dao ripples.

The crazy vines tried to seal his way, and the magic catalyzed him was unstoppable, and Reginald drew his knife to cut off the water, and his body completed thrilling jumps in midair.

He knew nothing of the pesticity in his blood, and all his adventurous attempts were impulsive and reckless, and he could only do his best to avoid Vladimir's blood, and the vines chased after Reginade's figure, twisting and coiling, and a blood-colored rose bloomed at the very top.

Glamorous.

The tiny spikes on the rose show their outlines very clearly. Reginad leaped into the air, the wind elemental scurrying into a springboard for him to borrow, and then he flipped backwards, landing on both feet.

In front of him was already entrenched a huge blood rose, and the intermingled vines directly occupied a battlefield on this city wall, and Vladimir slowly emerged from between the petals of the rose, still with that calm smile on his face.

"The dexterity and agility required to dodge the attack just now are not something that an ordinary magician can possess." He said, but there was also a bit of praise in his tone. "But that's the end of it."

The vines of blood suddenly stretched out with his words, and pounced in the direction of Reginade, this move was not a deterrent to the magician, and it was not the slightest difficulty to dodge the vines with his body. So what he attaches more importance to is the murderous machine hidden under this magic.

As he expected, a branch suddenly branched out from the tip of the vine, and the branch slowly condensed into a figure, it was him, Vladimir, his blood-colored cloak swaying slightly behind him, and on both wrists, a pair of steel claws slammed towards Reginade.

Is it also about hand-to-hand combat?

Reginard stepped back, his weapon sideways in front of him, and the metal and iron struck each other with a crisp "bell". The hasty defense left him unbalanced and nearly fell, as he noticed that his heels were barely powerful and were in a half-suspended state.

Behind him, there is already the edge of the wall.

Reginad swept between the vines of blood, dodging the vicious blood. And the coiled vines were like a huge cage, trapping him in it, and the strong smell of blood made him frown.

Branches of the vine continued to sprout and condense into Vladimir's body, launching a sneak attack on him. The pupil that could glimpse the fate of the pupil opened in an instant, taking all the attacks into the bottom of the eye.

The entire realm of vines is surging with great magic, and Vladimir's secret method seems to be able to freely assimilate or disengage with these controlled bloods, allowing him to move freely through this realm, but this condensation takes time, and he has plenty of time to dodge.

This area is like a spider web, no matter how much you struggle to dodge, you can't escape Vladimir's perception.

Since it is such a power, it is really appropriate to defeat him with "that". Reginard took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and pressed the bee sting blade, the sharp blade turned into an invisible magic power, and the outline of the mysterious magic array appeared in the palm of his hand, and the cross of his palms pressed together, and the magic array of his two hands was cross-printed together.

A scorching aura suddenly appeared in his palms, it continued to devour the magic power, and it was still ** and greedily looking for fresh magic energy.

Flame of the Spirit.

The forbidden spell magic that heals others in the way of others, instantly ignites the opponent's magic with raging flames, it will eat and devour everything, the stronger the power, the stronger the control of the power, and the more terrifying the power.

The distorted heat made Vladimir smell the premonition of danger, and he tried to sneak up on Reginald, but he sensed it in advance, and the magic condensed into a shield, enveloping his body in it.

This descending world of vines formed an enchantment that trapped him in it. Vladimir had never seen the power of this Spiritual Flame with his own eyes, but the power gathered at the moment made him dare not underestimate it in the slightest. He urged the technique, and the condensed blood suddenly scattered, like a falling waterfall torrent, slamming down.

Blood Vine Realm.

It will drain the blood of the opponent like a vampire vine, and even if it doesn't succeed, after trapping the opponent, it can instantly disintegrate the condensation technique and devour everything in the realm!

At the same time, Reginard slowly opened his eyes, and in the purple glowing pupils, the blazing fire flickered.

The flame of the soul and the poisonous blood suddenly collided together.

……

Ahri floated beyond this world of vines, and she knew that Reginad must be in a bitter battle, and that the vampire demon had constructed a closed realm, but in her eyes it had never been able to stop her.

However, Vladimir's gesture suddenly changed, and the sculpture-like blood demon vine suddenly turned into a liquid state and fell suddenly, and the bloody water curtain was like a giant mouth of a monster, swallowing everything in one gulp.

At the same time, a strange flame spread rapidly through the blood, revealing a blood-red hue - almost like a flaming ball of blood, burning a sea of fire above the city walls.

"Weak chicken!" She shouted anxiously.

The flames danced in her eyes, burning, devouring everything.