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It's not a crowd chaser, nor is it a sword-wielder who seems to be strong.

It's Selti!

Call!

A handful of flames slammed into the sword-wielder, and Serti gritted her teeth and rushed after him.

If she could, Celti would never want to be so reckless.

But now, he had no choice at all.

If it drags on, once the toxin completely spreads, he will really have no place to bury.

Instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to fight to the death.

What if it succeeds?

And the choice of the sword wielder as the target is also to increase the chance of this 'what in case'.

The chaser behind him, Selti knew very well, although it was nothing before he was not poisoned or injured, but at this moment it was enough to kill him.

Compared to these chasers, even if the sword wielder is quite strong, there is only one person!

Quantity is often a measure of strength.

It is better to face a person with considerable strength than to face a group of people with average strength but skillful cooperation.

That's what Selti thinks.

But the next moment, Celti, who rushed forward, was stunned.

The sword-wielding man, who should have been shrouded in flames, twisted and drilled in a strange shape, not only dodging the burning of the flames, but also quickly appeared in front of Serti, and the long sword in his hand hissed towards Serti's throat.

Snake Pie!

Celti was shocked.

He never thought he would meet someone from the Snake Sect here.

I didn't even think that he was still connected to the snake faction.

No, it's not!

There's no way that person could have contacted the Snake Sect, isn't it......

Is this a coincidence?

Such an almost ridiculous thought appeared in the bottom of Selti's heart, but Selti couldn't laugh at all.

Because...... The Raven Sect and the Serpent Sect are enemies!

The previous flames had already revealed his identity as a crow faction, and the people from the snake faction in front of him would not give him a chance to explain at all, they would only kill him.

Sou!

The sword flashed, and the tip of the sword had already come to Selti's eyes.

In the flash of light, Celti didn't think about anything else, and instinctively fell behind him, like an upright stick falling.

The enmity between the Raven Sect and the Snake Sect was enough for the two factions to study each other's skills in great detail.

So, Celti knew exactly what to do.

In the same way, the sword-wielder knows.

At the moment when Celti fell to the ground, the sword-wielder kicked him out and went straight to Celti's crotch.

Vicious and vicious.

However, this is also one of the characteristics of the snake faction.

Before he really fell to the ground, Celti slammed to one side, his right hand supported the ground hard, and the whole person spun in the air like a spinning top.

Smack, smack!

With two crisp sounds, the volley-spinning Celti kicked out two kicks.

Not only fast, but also accurate.

It's like a crow that flies down and sticks out of its claws.

One kick blocks the Snake Faction's sword-wielder's kick, and the other abstracts the head of the Snake Faction's sword-wielder.

The Snake Sect sword-wielder snorted coldly with a slight disdain.

The body twisted strangely again, dodging Celti's counterattack, and the kick was even more with a snake hiss, violating the theorem of the existence of joints, bypassing Celti's sniper kick, and kicking Celti's big . Leg. Above.

Bang!

The sole of his foot stepped on Celti's thigh, and the volley spinning Celti flew out diagonally like a kite with a broken string.

However, it seems to fly a little high.

It's already higher than the height of the roof.

Fooled!

The Snake Sect Sword Bearer knew it was bad when he stepped on the soles of his feet on Celti's thighs, but he didn't have the touch he remembered.

Immediately, the serpent sword-wielders were to make amends.

But someone is faster than him.

The pursuers, as if they had expected it, threw out a huge rope net.

The rope net that fell from the sky directly covered the flying Celti into the net, and with the force of the chaser, Sailti fell straight from mid-air.

Coincidentally, the place where Celti fell was Roque's hiding place.

The court wizard smiled wryly.

He didn't have the ability to catch Selti, and he didn't have the consciousness to act as a meat cushion and enter the net together.

A tumble, and Roque emerges from the shadows.

But the dagger in his hand swung at the rope net.

Syllable!

The corner of the rope net collapsed like this.

Celti, who should have been captured, got a chance to breathe, but Celti's face became more and more ugly when he looked at Roque.

Because, he guessed that the appearance of the serpent sword-wielder should be chasing Roque.

Of course, he also knew that he was blocking Roque's path as well.

A feeling of absurdity rose from the hearts of both of them at the same time.

However, neither of them sighed more, just glanced at each other, and reached a short-term alliance relationship unusually tacitly.

Then, in no particular order, they headed for the pursuers.

The Serpent Sword-wielder has shown that he is stronger than he seems, and neither Roque nor Celti are willing to fight each other.

Then only the chasers remain.

Even though there are many chasers, Roque and Celti are two people.

Call!

As soon as Celti raised his hand, the Raven Sect's secret technique was unleashed again, and the flames mixed with thick smoke rolled towards the chaser.

The chasers had expected the flames.

After tugging at their special cloaks to cover their mouths and noses, they continued to rush towards Serti.

It's just that......

As the flames dissipated, they drifted a little as they opened their noses.

Or more precisely, stumbling.

Smoke is not formed by flames, and there is no such thing as smoke in the secret techniques of the Raven Sect.

The smoke came from the powder in Roque's hand.

A medicinal powder that can make people unconscious and paralyzed.

It only needs enough heat to be able to evaporate, which is one of the potions that Roque is best at, and when he was chased just now, he had no chance to use it at all.

And now with the cooperation of Selti, it is really achieved overnight.

After seeing Roque's ejected powder melt into his own flames, Setil didn't need Roque's reminder to cover his mouth and nose all the time.

At this moment, I saw the pursuers stumbling in their footsteps.

Celti knew the opportunity had come.

He hurried forward, and so did Roque.

The two injured men showed speed far beyond their peak.

Lives are at stake.

Don't say it's an injury, it's a disability, and when you see the hope of life, you will behave far beyond ordinary people.

Survival is the instinct of every living being.

But when the hope of life is extinguished again, the sense of despair is enough to suffocate one.

That's how Roque and Celti are.

They looked at the serpent sword-wielder who appeared in front of them at some point, and their breathing stopped at this moment.

Celti's face was bitter, as if talking to himself.

"'Snakewalking'?"

The sword-wielder of the Snake Sect didn't have any intention of answering, and stabbed directly with his sword.

However, it was not Serti.

It's Roque.

In the mission he accepted, the priority of taking out Roque was far higher than that of Selti.

After all, as long as you kill Roque, everything can be disguised.

Roque didn't sit still.

Even if the shadow of despair hangs over it.

The court wizard who couldn't cast spells popped out clusters of powder, but the sword-wielder of the Snake Sect broke it with a sword.

The long sword, which was cold and shiny, clearly showed a color different from that of the snake sect.

Let everything for the court wizard become useless.

Even Selti was taken aback.

At this time, he realized that the other party had not gone all out before.

"It's over!"

Celti was disillusioned.

He knew that after the other party killed Roque again, it would be his turn.

And he ...... But he was powerless to resist.

Ga!

Just as both of them gave up resisting, a crow's cry suddenly sounded.

In a scorching wave, the sword-wielders of the Serpent Sect retreated sharply.

Celti, who had just been disillusioned, was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Is that you?"

Cell's voice shouted.

Stomp ......

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the figures at the entrance of the streets and alleys loomed, and the black crow feather cloak bloomed with a strange brilliance.

A fire raven fell out of thin air, standing on the figure's left shoulder. (To be continued.) )