Chapter Seventy-Five: A Matter of Life and Death
Sawyer couldn't see this scene, otherwise, he would definitely be shocked by the fearless momentum of his teammates working together to fight the enemy, the little Lori who seemed to him to be playful and greedy, had a trace of childishness on his face, and anger surged in the depths of his eyes.
That blood shadow, facing the three people, was not surprised, but it was normal to think about it, today's purple-robed youth, with the help of the power of ghosts and gods, his strength has surpassed the ordinary fifth order, and the three people in front of him are all fourth-order, and there is no threat to him.
In his eyes, these three people are nothing more than tools for him to experience the pleasure of killing.
Carl also knew that they had little chance of winning, he turned to look at Sawa with his eyes closed, his pale blue eyes flashed with a scorching light, if the latter could surprise them, it would be great, if not, then he had to do that, otherwise, they would definitely be wiped out.
His gaze wandered, passing Fanny and Aslan, and once again locked onto the blood shadow containing terrifying power in front of him, his sword eyebrows slanted, and he said in a deep voice: "I entangle him, and you protect yourself while attacking." ”
With that, he rushed out, holding the stick in his left hand, and pressing down with his right hand, the stick was swung violently from the bottom to the top, this blow is also the basic move of the magician, called the Heavenly Strike, which has the effect of floating in the air.
However, for Carl's blow, the purple-robed young man just waved the short sword lightly, which was to shock the former several meters away, due to the huge difference in spiritual power, the floating effect of the heavenly strike could not be reflected at all.
Yaslan and Fanny were not idle, as if they didn't want money, they shot out one after another, and the magic star bullets contained great power, bombarding the purple-robed youth.
It seems that the offensive is mighty, but when these attacks all fall on the purple-robed young man's body, they seem extremely small, and these attacks only make the blood on his body a little thicker, and there are a few more holes in his body.
The purple-robed young man had been completely controlled by the power of the ghosts and gods, and he was completely unaware of the pain, and this level of attack could not cause substantial damage to him.
Carl ran again, and in order to prevent Aslan and Fanny from falling into the danger of being close to the purple-robed youth, he could only desperately entangle the purple-robed youth.
Karl was close to the bloody shadow, while Aslan and Fanny were far away, but they were able to barely hold the situation.
The three of them did their best, but they still couldn't shake the purple-robed young man in the slightest, and as time went by, they showed their exhaustion, and gradually they couldn't resist the latter's attack.
As the injuries on his body increased, the purple-robed young man seemed to be really angry, and with a loud shout, the sound wave spread, shaking all the branches and leaves.
Then, the evil purple mist erupted from his body, like curling smoke, slowly rising, and the power of the ghosts and gods became more and more intense.
And the power exuded by the purple-robed young man at this time seemed to have reached the peak of the strengthening of the power of ghosts and gods, and that kind of terrifying coercion was really palpitating.
At this moment, even Carl, who dared to face the hand-to-hand fight with the purple-robed youth, changed drastically at this time, he gasped fiercely, and a trembling feeling rushed directly from the center of his feet to his head, causing his scalp to explode suddenly.
He was not the only one who felt this, Aslan and Fanny both felt their scalps explode, even if they were far away from the purple-robed youth, they could feel the formidable power exuded by the latter.
The purple-robed young man sneered, as if it was a judgment judged by ghosts and gods, and then, his figure disappeared out of thin air like a ghost, and his whereabouts were impossible to see.
In the next moment, a dazzling blood light flashed, Carl directly leaned back, and fell to the ground, a terrifying sword mark appeared on his chest, and blood burst out.
The purple-robed youth only appeared for a few seconds before disappearing again, which made Aslan and Fanny panic, the latter spreading his perception as far as he could, looking around vigilantly, but all this was useless and did not have the slightest effect.
In the next moment, Aslan was seriously injured by a blow, and then Fanny also fell to the ground.
In an instant, three people in a row all fell, and at the same time lost their ability to fight.
The purple-robed youth walked towards the last person he was seriously injured and the one closest to him, Fanny.
Fanny had a deep fear in her eyes, but it didn't show it, and she could only let others see her unyielding expression.
It was a little girl who had never faced death, and the fear of death was shared by everyone, however, in the end, she still did not bow to death, but raised her white chin slightly, and stared at the purple-robed young man with resentment in her eyes, without fear.
It's just that at the moment when the purple-robed young man waved the short sword, she gently closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes were her last nostalgia for this world.
However, a sudden scene once again ignited their desire to survive.
At some point, Sawyer shot from a short distance with his Autumn Leaf Knife, and because of the urgency of time, he could only pounce on Fanny, using his strong back to block the fatal blow for the latter.
Blood splattered, like splashing ink, splashed everywhere, and even for a tree beside him, reflecting the blood flowers that radiated vitality.
Sawyer propped his arms on the ground, blood streaming down his back, and he looked at Fanny, who had closed his eyes and had long eyelashes, and a smile appeared on his face, and he muttered, "It's finally time to catch up." ”
Fanny naturally felt something, she opened her big eyes, and looked at the young man in front of her with a blank face, whose dark and flickering eyes with extraordinary confidence were deeply imprinted in her mind.
"You," Fanny said in a somewhat lost voice.
Obviously, it was Sawyer who used his body to block this blow that could have killed her, and at this time, she realized that Sawyer's figure turned out to be so majestic.
But Sawyer interrupted Fanny's next words, and instead said in a non-wavering manner, "Leave the rest to me." ”
Sawyer's calm performance in the face of adversity made Defanie's originally fearful and turbulent state of mind slowly calm down, and then, she nodded obediently, meaning to let him fight in peace.
Yaslan and Carl were also deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, they didn't expect that Sawyer would appear at this critical moment, the corners of Carl's mouth smiled slightly bitterly, and he once again put away his hands that sprayed thin golden light.
And when Fanny calmed down, she was a little horrified to find that one of Sawyer's eyes was actually covered with blood, which looked similar to the eyes of the purple-robed youth, the only difference was that Sawyer's only one eye was blood-red, while the purple-robed young man had two.
The injury on his back did not affect Sawyer's movements, and when he stood up, the aura emanating from his body was actually a little different from before, but quite similar to the purple-robed youth.
And when Sawyer turned around and faced the purple-robed youth, Carl and Aslan were also surprised to find the change in Sawyer's eyes, as well as the change in his breath.
The same speculation arose from their hearts
"Your opponent is me!" Sawyer's eyes stared at the blood shadow in front of him with extremely cold eyes, a power that was not weaker than the latter, erupted from his body, and he actually suppressed the power emitted by that blood shadow completely