The snowflakes slowly fell, and the two sides were silent, waiting for their time. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was unusually strong, even taller than Bismalco. It's just that he has a stubble on his face, and the wind and frost have left heavy marks on his face, making him look much older than he actually is. The golden anger on his body was still bright, but there was always a hint of heroic twilight in it.

Without any communication, he understood that the other party would never give up the prey in front of him. In the midst of such winters, finding food on the grasslands is an almost impossible task. The other party will never give up, just like him.

On the other side were two knights of the sun, and a strange man with a three-colored light on his body. Their bodies all exude a deadly aura. It's just that now, he has no choice. Retreating at this point may save a life, but that is only a temporary delay in death.

In such weather, he no longer had the strength and self-confidence, and once again took the children to brave the wind and snow, crossing dozens of miles to find food. In that case, it's better to give it a go.

The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no longer a trace of hesitation in his eyes. The golden rage trembled, condensing into a golden scimitar in his hand.

"Kill!"

The roar of the other party had already told Sinloth his choice, and without any command, the knights who had developed an excellent tacit understanding in a series of vicious battles had already selected their opponents and quickly met them.

The middle-aged man, as a master of the sun level, naturally received the greatest attention. Bismal unsheathed his magic sword and took the initiative to meet him. Mariana also pulled out Elenor, the thing called the Shadowless Sword only had a hilt, and it looked extremely weird. There was no magic fluctuation, and no anger haunted it. But the middle-aged man was willing to collide with the magic sword, and he also wanted to avoid Elenor's sword path.

If Bismarck's swordsmanship is decent, although it does not have much merit, it has almost no disadvantages. Then the man's knife technique is obviously taken to the extreme, between the swing of the scimitar. Swords are deadly, and even many are life-threatening fights. It's just that in the face of the calm Bismalko, these are completely useless. The calm knight captain kept slowing down the other party's rhythm, waiting for the other party to vent his sharpness.

Mariana's body shone with anger. Walking in the snow was difficult, but her fast-moving figure still brought out an afterimage. Although her own number is superior, the other party is a master of the sun level after all, even she doesn't dare to be too careless. Taking advantage of the opportunity of Bismal, who was wrapped in three-color anger, to drag the other party back, Mariana immediately came behind her. Holding the shadowless sword without a sword body, he stabbed towards the middle-aged man's vest.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man followed his instinctive prompts, turned around in time and blocked the fatal blow with a scimitar. There was nothing on the hilt of the sword. But the man still felt that the golden scimitar seemed to collide with something in the void once. And he was full of anger, he had obviously blocked the other party's attack, but he still felt a chill on his face, and a warm liquid had been left on his face.

Seeing the blow, Mariana did not make a difference, and did not continue the pursuit, but stepped back and continued to look for opportunities. Although the shadowless sword in Mariana's hand is strong, she has not yet fully used it, and it is inevitable that she will suffer a loss in a direct confrontation with him, so it is better to take advantage of this opportunity. Get acquainted with Eleno.

The middle-aged man's right hand trembled, and an invisible wave was wrapping around his hand, constantly interfering with his manipulation of his right hand. He had fought off Mariana just now, but he was also bound by the strange fluctuations on the opponent's sword. It's just that he doesn't have time to deal with this fluctuation now, and the middle-aged man forced himself to calm down, roared angrily, and fought with Bismalco again.

It's just that the middle-aged man whose right hand is affected by inexplicable fluctuations has been completely at a disadvantage.

And Roland and Ruziano each met a boy, and the trip to the demon world has greatly improved Ruziano, a star-level rookie in the past. Now that he has finally become a knight of the Yuehua level, his power is obviously not limited to this.

Seeing a black-armored knight rushing towards him on the opposite side, the young man who was chosen by Ruziano was not panicked. In the midst of the anger turning, it turned into a blood-colored scimitar and met it.

The greatsword is a bit more powerful than a normal longsword. But the sword speed is usually slower as well. The boy originally wanted to use the dexterity of the scimitar to get close to the other party and fight in close combat with the other party. But what he didn't expect was that the black big sword in the other party's hand didn't seem to have any weight at all, and the knight who was burning with pitch black flames on the mountain slashed it with a sword, and before the young man could react, it was already in front of him. At this point, it's too late to dodge. In desperation, the boy had no choice but to parry the blow with the scimitar in his hand.

A huge force came from the weapon handover, and the young man's tiger mouth broke instantly, and the fierce blood-colored anger was the strange dark power that continued to erode, distort, and collapse. Just the moment of the fight, the young man's anger has been completely dispersed.

The young man was startled and hurriedly retreated. And Ruziano didn't seem to expect that he would be able to defeat an opponent of his level with a single blow. Of course, this is due to the fact that the other party is young and the power of anger has not yet been raised to the limit, but Ruziano's own growth has also contributed to it.

"I've been able to ...... Is this the power of the Sun Knight......"

Before the strategy that I had planned in my heart could be used, I had already won with one move. This subtle gap made Ruziano dazed for a moment, and taking advantage of this flaw that should not exist, the nimble boy had already drilled out of the battle circle.

"Don't be in a daze, Ruziano!"

Although the young man Roland faced was also Yuehua, the frost and hunger along the way had worn out too much of his strength. Although the boy had tried his best, he was still overwhelmed by the old rascal. After only a few moves, the opposite side was already full of dangers. Roland even had the time to observe the surrounding battle situation, and when he saw that Ruziano was in a daze on the battlefield, he hurriedly reminded him loudly.

"Yes!"

The black armor enveloped the knight's body, making it impossible to see his face. But the joy and excitement in it cannot be concealed in any way. Seeing that the young man was constantly retreating in the direction of the blue wolf, Ruziano hurriedly shook his spirits and chased after him. The black heavy armor didn't seem to have the slightest weight, turned into a black light, and caught up with the young man from behind in three or two clicks.

The young man had no choice but to fight with the other party. The strength of the other party is far beyond the imagination of the teenager, and he wanted to leave with the prey first, but now it seems that he can't do it. Until now. He had no choice but to fight.

Mariana and Bismalco dragged the middle-aged man, while Arian Heard took the initiative to meet the last teenager.

The young man's eyes were as fierce as his anger. Between the burning of anger. You can even smell the slightest smell of blood. Anger is the embodiment of the will of a warrior, and it is hard to imagine that such a teenager would have such a heavy murderous nature. And his fierce eyes can make the more timid people frightened.

If it's Ellie who fights with him. Maybe you'll be scared to cry when you see it. But his opponent is Arian Hurd.

The huge gap between Sun Yao and Yuehua makes the battle not too suspenseful. The boy may have a lot to do in the future, maybe he can become a sunrise knight like the middle-aged man. But the current teenager is not at all the opponent of Arian Heard, who has reached his peak.

However, to the slight surprise of Xinluos, this young man was also strong, knowing that he was invincible, he refused to run away, but gritted his teeth and persisted. In the midst of the fierce anger burning, there is a kind of courage to fight against the water. But even a rookie like Sinloth can see that he's just struggling...... There's something strange about Arian Heard's form. The movements are much slower than ever. Even it took so long to deal with a young man of the Chinese level for a month, did he just come back from the demon world, and his body was still not used to it? But despite Arian Heard's absence from form, she still had the upper hand. It's only a matter of time before you win.

Only the middle-aged man remained.

Seeing the three teenagers in trouble one after another undoubtedly greatly stimulated the middle-aged man. The scimitar, which was originally quite disciplined, had completely given up its defense, and the middle-aged man with blood-colored eyes in his eyes was desperate, obviously fighting for his life.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

In the face of a frantic opponent, Bismal did not panic in the slightest. The scariest thing about the knight is this, no matter when. None of his opponents could find his flaws. He is like a towering mountain, which does not look unsurprising, but it has stood for countless years, and it is impossible to shake it.

And no matter how crazy the offensive. There's always a moment to stop. After dozens of breaths, the man who was completely ignoring the consumption of anger and frantically attacking was finally unable to continue. Aruhasato directly attacked his soul, making him miserable, and the Shadowless Sword also left a dozen sword marks on his body, and the blood could not be stopped at all.

But despite this. The man at the end of the crossbow still broke out of the encirclement of the two and rushed towards Sinloth. The man has realized that he has been defeated. And the only way for him to turn defeat into victory is to seize this young man who has been watching from the periphery of the battle circle.

The leader of this group should be this young man, but there is no fear in his body. If you can catch him, you might be able to escape.

However, the young man with the golden eyes did not seem to panic in the slightest, and saw him stretch out his finger from under the dark robe and aim it at the man in despair.

"Dream Resentment Wall."

"Blade of Light."

"Dead Realm."

The knights have made varying degrees of progress in the harsh environment of the Demon Realm, and so is Xinluos. The battle with the red dragon made him extremely desperate, but it was also in a desperate situation that his body completely memorized the technique of multiple spells.

In the midst of the snow and ice, the power of the frost became extremely hidden. And the man, who was barely charging with the blood in his chest, didn't notice the abnormality under his feet. The overbearing force of frost wrapped around his left foot, freezing it completely. After the fierce battle just now, the man's anger had bottomed out. Caught off guard, he fell hard into the snow.

And before he could get up, the short sword made of pure holy light had already landed on his wrist. The man was in pain and subconsciously let go of his right hand. The golden scimitar lost the support of its owner and began to slowly crumble. At the same time, the originally stable space fluctuated, and the faint force had already cut through the man's sheepskin jacket, leaving an extremely thin, but extremely deep wound on his chest. The man snorted and fell to the ground. The red blood began to spread on the white snow, and it looked extremely poignant. The man gasped and clutched his chest in vain. Life was rapidly leaving his body, and his eyes were originally bright. It's losing its luster at a rapid pace.

“…… It's over. ”

Sinloth had just finished out the man, and several other battlefields had also settled the battle almost simultaneously. The two teenagers, like the man, had been knocked over to the ground, and their lives were unknown. And Roland and Ruziano with their hands free. is helping Arien Hurd to surround the last of the boys. The boy looked like crazy, ignoring the increasing wounds on his body, and still fighting bloodily.

This boy is really tough...... What the hell happened to Arian Hurd?

As the Count silently watched the battlefield, a white light flickered around him. Andiel, who was also in black robes, had already come to his side: "Xinlos, are you alright?" Who are they? Faced with his brother's series of questions, the Count shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

"It's strange, I have carefully scanned the twenty kilometers around here yesterday. Where the hell did they come from, with such a heavy snow last night? ”

In fact, Xinluo Si already had an answer vaguely in his heart, the other party obviously couldn't be a magician, so obviously, the other party took advantage of the night and walked twenty kilometers in one night. Here we are.

It's unlikely, but it can only be explained that way.

Twenty kilometers may not seem like a long distance, but walking in the snow is not the same as walking normally, and it will take a person's physical strength exponentially. Before the power of nature, human beings were always small. Last night's heavy snowstorm, if you are not careful, you will freeze to death. And the severe frostbite on the other party's body is obviously the best evidence.

"Really? I understand. ”

Andiel came to the man who was gasping for breath, and there was not the slightest emotion in his deep eyes. The magician raised his pale fingers and aimed them at the man who had fallen to the ground. It's just that the man at the end of his rope doesn't seem to notice. The man, who had been out of breath more and less in breath, suddenly regained some strength and shouted frantically at the young man who was still struggling.

I don't know what he said, but the boy's bloodstained and greasy face twitched, but there was no response.

"Death ......"

"Wait. Brother, don't kill him! ”

……

A long time ago, Sinloth discovered something. As long as he calls Andir brother, no matter how thoughtless the conditions proposed by Sinlos, Andil will always agree.

And this time was no exception.

At the behest of his brother, Andil did not kill his defeated general. Instead, he used low-level healing techniques to temporarily stop his wounds. The man muttered something, and looked at Andiel with horror in his eyes.

The count's face was different, he blinked, glanced at the man again, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he put the pink furry rabbit around his neck: "You have already lost, don't waste your life anymore." ”

The man's expression darkened, and he couldn't understand what Sinlos was saying. But decades of experience still made him understand the other party's intentions. The man's eyes were still struggling, but he still turned around and shouted something to the young man who was covered in wounds but refused to fall.

The boy was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then put down the scimitar in his hand. And as soon as the obsession in his heart was gone, the boy seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground softly.

The blue wolf, who had been watching coldly, saw that no one was paying attention to him, and the other party's battle was about to come to an end. The ferocious and cunning blue wolf bit the neck of the screaming white deer and wanted to leave.

"Whew!"

It's just that how can this escape the gaze of Sinloth. The pink furry rabbit was directly submerged in its head under the bonus of magic. The blue wolf wailed, looked at the white deer close at hand in front of him, and finally fell unwillingly. The emaciated body twitched twice, and gradually fell silent.

And the snowflakes that are falling silently seem to be getting denser and denser.

“…… I always felt as if the world was full of malice towards me. When you go out hunting, you can even encounter this kind of thing...... Does this count as your own person? (To be continued.) )

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