The purple-veined griffin suddenly accelerated, and the black heavy sword slashed out, and the icy silver sword light lit up from the tip of the sword, cutting through the raindrops, and it became colder and colder.

Qiao Xiu looked at the heavy sword that was getting closer and closer, his face turned white in an instant, the cold to the bone enveloped him all of a sudden, Sen Ran's killing intent was undisguised, and the black mask looked a little hideous in the dark, but he was sure that it was Alex.

Moreover, this time he really didn't mean to keep his hand.

Three tenth-level powerhouses and a Void Eye Beast had just been killed, and the Void Ancestor was seriously injured and fled, the smell of blood in the air was disgusting, but it also made him more sober.

This man, who had killed countless enemy warriors on the northwest border of the empire, and who had killed many top powerhouses under his sword, wanted to kill him.

The golden light on the magic wand was still condensing, and the prelude to high-level magic always seemed so long, he could clearly judge that his magic might not be able to be unleashed successfully before the sword fell on him.

It's a desperate gap.

For the first time in his life, Qiao Xiu felt hopeless.

He suddenly regretted why he was here today, why he was carried away by jealousy just now, and rushed to Alex.

What he had done, he knew that Alex would never leave him.

And at such a distance, who can stop Alex at his peak for him?

At least the old magician who followed behind couldn't do it.

Magical shields rose from his body, these were all self-defense items given to him by the magicians of the Mage Tower, and some of them were made by Richard himself, which were said to be able to block the short-term attacks of the tenth-level powerhouse.

But even so, Qiao Xiu still didn't feel the slightest sense of security.

That man was Alex, and that couldn't be measured by common sense.

"Your Highness!"

The old magician who followed Qiao Xiu looked at McGonagall who was flying towards Qiao Xiu with a purple griffin, his face also changed drastically, the magic wand in his hand pointed at McGonagall, the red fire lit up, and a firebird flew out of the red light, flapped its wings suddenly, and instantly crossed Qiao Xiu and hit the purple-veined griffin.

"Kill him?" Irina glanced at Qiao Xiu, and looked at McGonagall's back with a smile in the corner of her eyes, if it was him back then, he would have thought more about it, and his current style of acting is more and more similar to me.

"Kill him, and this wave will be earned." McGonagall glanced at the countdown that had entered the ten-second countdown, Qiao Xiu could be said to be the initiator of everything, naturally on his must-kill list, and in first place.

He doesn't know when he will really recover his peak, and there are obviously not many opportunities for him to recover his peak in a short time, and if he can take advantage of this opportunity to kill him, it will be the biggest gain of this trip to Los Angeles.

The sharp heavy sword slashed through the firebird, and the rising flames were annihilated in an instant, leaving not even a trace of spark.

Qiao Xiu, who was wearing more than a dozen magic covers on his body, had already arrived in front of him, staring at the purple-veined griffin that rushed out of the firebird like a killing god.

The griffin who sat down also seemed to feel despair and terror, and its trembling body tried to turn around and flee, but it almost shook Qiao Xiu off the top.

“5、4、3……”

The countdown sound of the system's machinery ringed in McGonagall's head, and the flickering red dot had turned into a permanent red light.

McGonagall's eyes narrowed slightly, the hand holding the sword had never been so steady, and all the battle consciousness in her mind was mobilized at this moment, and this sword would be his pinnacle sword.

At that moment, a dark shadow stepped out of the dark alley.

McGonagall's eyes suddenly lit up with a dangerous light!

The heavy sword pierced into the layers of protective shields, as if it had punctured balloons, and even the protective shields made by Richard himself still failed to make the sword stagnate.

Looking at the sword, a look of despair appeared in Qiao Xiu's eyes.

The scene of the first time he saw the elven girl in the Mage Tower many years ago suddenly came to his mind, and it was he who deliberately attracted the attention of the old mage, allowing the girl who made a 'shhh' gesture at him to successfully climb to the top of the mage tower, and then wrote the words 'Irina is here to visit' there.

The girl, on the other hand, was now sitting behind McGonagall, holding his waist affectionately.

"No !!"

The old magician let out a terrible roar, but the second magic could not be released.

"Second Highness!"

The black-robed people who had not yet recovered from the fright looked up at this scene, and they couldn't help but exclaim, if Qiao Xiu died here, they probably wouldn't be able to live.

The dark shadow, still hidden in the darkness, raised his hand, and a black vortex began to appear in his hand.

Qiao Xiu closed his eyes, the thing he regretted the most in his life was probably that he didn't listen to their opinions and killed Alex directly.

The frightened expressions of the old magician and the black-robed men froze on their faces, and this sword might have taken away their lives.

No one in this world could stop Alex at such a distance.

The tip of the sword pierced the last layer of magic cover, and the silver blade cut off the magic wand, leaving less than an inch away from Qiao Xiu's neck, and then narrowly deviated to the side, still leaving a lot of blood marks on his neck.

The blade of the sword turned, and a sword slashed the griffin under Qiao Xiu's body into two.

Qiao Xiu exclaimed in surprise, grabbed his neck and fell down from the sky, pounced between a pile of blood and internal organs, and looked at the griffin hovering in mid-air with some blankness.

"You didn't kill me three years ago, and I will give it back to you this time, but I will take your dog's life in the future."

McGonagall put away her heavy sword, looked down at Qiao Xiu and said coldly, glancing at the black shadow that had stepped into the darkness again, the griffin flapped its wings and instantly turned into a black dot and disappeared into the rainy night.

Qiao Xiu tilted his head and looked in the direction where the griffin had disappeared, his face was pale, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Although he did not die, he was promised to die, and this desperation suddenly overwhelmed him.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

The old magician and the black-robed man hurriedly came forward, and the magician who knew how to heal immediately began to heal Qiao Xiu's injuries, his face was full of joy, if something happened to Qiao Xiu, they would all die.

At this time, a light lit up in Wudao Street, and two old men appeared from a formation.

……

In the blink of an eye, the griffin was out of the range of Wudao Street, and flew like a sharp arrow in the direction of the west of the city.

Qiao Xiu, who had been sitting upright with the sword, had a weak hand, and the heavy sword in his hand fell uncontrollably on the back of the griffin, and his body also fell back a little uncontrollably, leaning on a soft and warm embrace.