The space shuttles, and the copper door overflows.

The fourth level is different from the rock world in the third level.

As far as the eye can see, it is a lush mountain.

Peaks and peaks, thousands of mountains and ravines, eagles and apes cry, full of greenery.

And where Ilan stood at this time was a mountain road, a mountaineering road, winding and winding, straight up to the clouds.

"Mountain, rock, rock, ancient Dawson. What a winding mountain! ”

The mountaineering road, twists and turns, the mist is shrouded, like a line, and the white and bright one is outlined between the long pines and cypresses, which makes people reverie.

Stomping――

Without much thought, Ilan climbed the stairs, his feet on the moss-covered stone steps, and there was silence all around.

"It seems that the fourth level is on this mountaineering road."

On the ancient road, only the sound of footsteps falling on the rocky steps covered with gravel and leaves echoes between the mountains.

This mountain, stretching for thousands of miles, towers into the clouds, reaching into the sky. The surrounding forests are deep and rocky, and there are few people.

In the vast mountains, there are only a few wild beasts jumping and playing among the mountains and rocks, enjoying themselves. As for the depths, the mountains are deep and the forests are lush, and the rocks and rocks are beyond the reach of Elan.

Walk and live and enjoy.

Abruptly, Ilan's figure came to an abrupt halt on the mountain road.

"Not good."

"It's dangerous."

Ilan, who was moving forward, narrowed his eyes and frowned, he suddenly had a feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake, and the hairs on his body exploded, this sensitivity to danger came from the intuition of a professional who had been tempered by many lives and deaths.

"Warcraft, or alien?"

Yilan's ears turned slightly, and his spiritual power diffused between the surrounding mountains and rocks, trying to capture these wisps of qi that were vague and absent, his skin, muscles, and cells were suddenly in a state of vigilance, always ready to charge up and fight back, his footsteps lifted and fell again, and then, so silently on the spot, the spiritual power gathered and increased, distributed in the mountains and fields, constantly searching, inch by inch, carpet search, every bush, every piece of grass, every rock.

"It's so deep hidden, I can't find anything."

However, this unknown enemy is hidden so deep that no matter how much Ilan searches, he will not be able to find any clues on either side of the mountain road.

Quiet.

Silent silence.

The oppressive atmosphere is suffocating.

Ilan held his breath and concentrated, his natal crystal nucleus spinning at high speed, ready to intercept attacks from the shadows.

Both sides are waiting, waiting for the best opportunity, and will not move lightly. The insects in the forest were frightened by the oppressive atmosphere, shivering, lying on their stomachs in the grass, and they did not dare to take a breath.

Windy.

The wind blew out of silence.

Rustle -

There was a cyclone in the air, rolling up pieces of fallen leaves and smoke on the ground.

There are countless tall trees on both sides of the mountain road, and the branches and leaves are rustling in the wind, which is the leaves and the breeze whispering incessantly.

Suddenly, Ilan closed his eyes and further opened up his mental power to taste and probe the strange noises and discord in the air.

The whole mountain road is mysterious and strange, the forest is deep and dark, and inexplicable dangers are hidden in the middle.

The smell of danger is even stronger, but it seems to come from another world, which makes people incomprehensible.

"Not good, over here." Elan suddenly realized that he was about to take action.

However, the murderous aura suddenly came, and in an instant, it was already there, and the feeling of the axe on his body made Yilan almost powerless to fight back, and he was suddenly in danger of being in a different place.

A crack in the space appeared, and in the clear air, a strange weapon suddenly slashed through the nameless place.

This is a narrow scimitar, the whole blade is like a crescent moon, and like a death sickle, the cold light through the body rushes to the face, and the skin is suddenly cold and condensed, as if falling into the extreme cold, possessed by ice.

Layers of ice and mist filled the surroundings of Elan.

Bones and flesh solidify and stiffen, and space seems to stand still and unable to move an inch.

Around the scimitar, the cold air is cold.

The knife technique is very simple, it is a concise and straightforward move.

Sweep -

However, although the knife technique is simple, the power is endless, like a surging wave, fast, fierce, fierce, majestic, palpitating, and even giving birth to a sense of inescapability, only to give the head.

A brilliant and decisive blow.

The momentum is terrifying, and when he sees it, he is about to cut Yilan's neck and cut it in two.

"It's such a cold knife."

The voices were a little trembling.

However, although Ilan is in a hurry, there are many grinds between life and death, and he will naturally not be bound to die at the last moment.

Click, click, click.

Although it happened suddenly and unexpectedly, he struggled and struggled to move his body, as if shattering solid ice and breaking through the ice.

Magic Shield.

However, no matter how fast he acted, he couldn't move faster than he realized, and he began to chant the spell as fast as he could, short syllables, quickly assembled magical elements, and the clear shield opened in an instant.

Bang bang.

The scimitar is sharp, and the neck is about to be broken in response. But he was suddenly resisted by a sudden layer of magic shield.

"It's so dangerous, I'm finally able to break the shield."

A faint shadow appeared in front of Ilan, this shadow was erratic, revolving left and right around Ilan, the scimitar in his hand kept shooting, huge power, fast as lightning, and broke this layer of shield in an instant.

Fast.

This shadow doesn't use any skills, every knife is ordinary, straight, direct, fast, concise and bright, and there is no superfluous movement.

Point, stab, split, slash, sweep, slash.

Pure, never fancy.

Always take the shortest route, the most concise moves, the sharpest attack, one knife after another, one ring after another.

Dense and dense, not relaxed, like a mist, nervous tension.

"Who is this? What a quick knife technique. I was powerless to resist. Ahh

Under this offensive like angry thunder and lightning, Yilan was under tremendous pressure, like an iron-backed bow, and the whole person was pulled into a full moon from body to spirit, and he now had only one thought, defense, defense, and defense.

One after another, the magic shields opened and broke in an instant, and then under Ilan's spell chanting, they opened again, and there was no room for mistakes.

In the face of the sharp and swift attacks of this shadow-like killer, Ilan could only use his powerful spiritual power and extraordinary spell-casting ability to keenly capture the best time to open his magic shield again and again.

The shadow killer's attacks are everywhere, everywhere, like a cloud of ethereal smoke, smart and wonderful steps, unbelievable knife techniques, every move and every style is clear and understandable, even the most basic basic knife techniques, simple, straightforward slashing, slashing, stabbing, teasing, sweeping, horizontal, however, it is these basic moves, in the hands of this shadow killer, they are more powerful than various advanced skills.

If it weren't for the adventure of Ilan to obtain the fragment of Godhead, he has a natural advantage in elemental magic, he is not afraid of the loss of magic power, as well as the limitation of magic chanting and cooldown time, and he can cast magic shields again and again almost without interval and bottom line, and can block these attacks one by one in all directions, then, Ilan can't block this guy's move at all, and can only use a lose-lose style of fighting for the death.

However, even if Ilan blocked these deadly attacks, his nerves were still tense, because this fierce tug-of-war would never allow any mistakes, and whoever made the first mistake would be punished, and the price of this punishment would probably be life.

It's a battle of magic and swordsmanship.

The duel is not exciting, it can be said that the shadow killer crushed Ilan, the stormy attack, and occupied an overwhelming advantage, this is a one-sided war.

From beginning to end, Ilan was not able to form any effective attack at all, only a masochistic defense, a constant magical defense.

The reason why it has been able to hold on until now is only because of Elan's bug-like magical talent, and if it weren't for this hole card, Elan would have been bloodied.

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