The night looked through the dark cavern in horror and looked at the smoke and dust ahead.

After hearing this, the thought that came to his mind was - this is not dead?

"You're strong!"

Sabo Qing stood up with difficulty with a big sword and said coldly to the black figure in the smoke, if it weren't for his beloved who blocked this wave of strong spell impact for him, the one lying on the ground was not her, but himself.

One life to die, one life to live!

"Even if you are strong, you can't resist the gap in rank!"

Looking at the hazy battle armor in the smoke in the dark night, he took a deep breath, all the middle-level people have been killed, and this junior level has not died again after doing this, it is really a big world, and there are many capable people.

"I used to be very young with your heretics, but when you die, I will reacquaint myself with your empire and your heretical profession. ”

After Saboqing finished speaking, he charged directly at the night with his big sword, and the dark blue fighting light on the bright big sword could not hide its edge even if there was a lot of smoke and dust.

Simple, brutal!

When facing a mage, the sword master is the simplest and most effective means.

"You know, the one who dies first is always the one who talks the most!"

The night looked at the sturdy figure that rushed towards him, and shouted insults at him, and at this time, he didn't care about the pain in his body at all, and directly commanded the five zombies to resist, which could be delayed for a while.

"This garbage is not!"

Sabo Qing looked at the five zombies that were slaughtering him, the fighting energy light on the big sword on the door panel flickered, but his wrist turned quickly, and in a light round, a strong fighting qi wave directly pushed this group of undead creatures out.

"Grass you damn it! You'll know if you've tried it. ”

Seeing the invincible posture of this light swordsman, the dark night scolded repeatedly, and directly opened the seed of the void, and the zombies jumped out one by one, all towards the crazy killing of this god of war.

If you can't do five, you're coming to five!

If not, fifty, five hundred!

Soul necromancy can't be used in the small space here, and since you can't use your own housekeeping skills, you can use the pile of gold coins to kill you.

Staring at him with scarlet eyes, the zombies that jumped out of the open void seed behind him never broke, looking at the space of the mine that was stagnant in the blink of an eye, and sneered in the dark night.

"Lao Tzu's zombies are a bit of garbage, but the number is large, and grandpa never feels sorry for money when he fights. ”

The night stomped on one foot and was ruthless, and he began to chant directly, the soul necromancer couldn't show half of his ability in this space, and his own skills were considered to be six points, but he had to work hard! If you don't put him down today, you will be the one who lies in this dark place.

Sabo Qing looked at the dense zombies that popped out in front of him, and his head suddenly became huge, how many zombies are there?

At least a hundred corpses filled the front of the two of them, and if they wanted to take a step forward, they were like falling into a deep swamp, their whole bodies were bubbling with dark blue fighting energy, and every time they cleaved their hands, they could cut a hideous zombie in half.

But how can the number of times you wield the Douqi Great Sword compare to the number of zombies on the other side?

Sabo Qing, who had wielded a dozen swords of fighting spirit, had already begun to breathe rapidly, but this time he couldn't stop his skills at all, otherwise waiting for him would be the zombie creature's big dry claws tearing him apart, and he didn't want to move a step forward.

This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is the injustice under the big sword in his hand, not the slashing at the head, this undead creature will profoundly interpret what an undead species is.

The junction of the battle armor behind him has been directly torn apart by this corpse, his back is becoming numb, and he can feel a piece of heat between the pythagoreans, which is the temperature of his own blood.

And when he was running the fighting qi, there was actually a black qi in the meridians that could not be extinguished, and this black qi ran straight to the heart and lungs along the meridians, if he hadn't closed the meridians in the body, he might have been paralyzed to the ground at this time.

It's corpse poison!

"I've killed three necromancers, and you're definitely the fourth today!"

Sabo Qing jumped two steps back, and the big sword swung fiercely to the left, directly smashing a zombie that was about to stand up, and then took out an object from the battle armor and looked at the dense zombie army in front of him.

The flesh hurts!

Saboqing took a deep look at the thing he was holding in his hand, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he threw it at the top of the zombie in front of him.

Groov!

The singing night eyes glowed green, and when he saw what was thrown out by the white armor, he suddenly felt a tom in his heart, and then he jumped to the feet of the zombie in front of him and crawled, if it weren't for the chanting in his mouth that couldn't be broken, he wanted to stick his head directly into the soil.

He knows this thing!

The old man who made him an oil-paper umbrella in Anle Town, Anneminster sold this thing, the cheapest one was a 500,000 gold coin.

Portable combination magic array artifact, a one-time killer!

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and I could feel a sudden flash of light in my eyes in the dark night when I closed my eyes and stuck my head on the ground.

With this small sound, the night felt as if his back had been scraped by thousands of sharp blades, and it hurt not only his body but also his soul.

This is a portable combination magic array artifact made of light-based magic cores!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly with wit, and there were more than 100 zombies in front of him to block the gun, otherwise he would have suffered it alive, not to mention being shed a layer of skin, or even the five internal organs could be beaten with thousands of holes.

Standing up with severe pain, I opened my eyes in the dark and felt like I was about to go blind, and I was completely stunned by everything in front of me.

Only a row of feet with black blood standing under him, more than a hundred zombies directly swung into black ashes with the object thrown by the other party.

That's more than 100 zombies!

It's either a cannon fodder skeleton, or an army of zombies that can exhaust him by slashing the person in front of him, and with such an explosion, all of them turn into black fly ash.

At this time, the night didn't know if there was no need to chant the spell he was about to finish, if the other party was coming to this thing, the black ash flying on the ground would be his own fate.

All he could do was chant his spell with his neck in his hands.

"To say you're the fourth is the fourth!"

Sabo Qing watched the trouble in front of him disappear with the thing he threw out, and roared loudly, taking advantage of the darkness to open the Void Seed, and rushed straight away.

Be careless once, don't be careless a second time!

It is impossible for him to prop up the seed of the void.

"Damn, if you want the life of the master, you are not qualified!"

The dark night looked at the big sword coming towards him, instead of the thing he threw just now, and suddenly felt at ease, and after yelling at it with red eyes, he spread his hands and directly jumped out of a ghost.

The Technique of the Five Demons Possessed - Resentment!

Attack against attack!

Hard for hard!

Steel body against edge!

When the two armies met, what they fought for was a fierce force.

A seven- or eight-star junior rank Light Sword Master, in the small space here, this is the only way to deal with each other in the dark.

All spells that need to be chanted for a long time are useless in front of the sword master, and the fast spell chanting is not as fast as the opponent's sword, unless someone can drag him, and at this time, Lennon is still lying on the ground like a dead dog, he can only rely on himself!

The big sword in his body didn't even look at it in the night, and directly sprinkled the resentful soul he summoned with a handful of his own essence blood, and after muttering a few words quickly, he twisted his face and swallowed this resentful hatred directly into his stomach.

Sabo Qing had no idea what kind of magic this person was performing, and it was rare for the Empire of Light to see such a heresy, but he had no fear of slashing his great sword between his neck.

Don't care about any evil arts, but at least he knows that the other party is a mage, and he is a swordsman of the light department.

When the sharp sword in the swordsman's hand is smeared on the opponent's neck, it doesn't matter what kind of evil art he is playing, as long as he is wearing a mage's robe, he will die!

Clang!

The big sword in Saboqing's hand swiped fiercely at the neck of the night, and a sound of gold and iron resonating came, and he was surprised to see a spark emerging from the place where his neck and the big sword intersected.

"What?"

Sabo Qing withdrew his big sword and looked at the night with a dull expression, he felt that he was not dazzled at this time, and he hit with all his strength, and the other party's head seemed to be resting on the other party's body.

The resentment on the face of the dark night was like a face, and he stretched out a somewhat stiff arm to wipe his neck, a handful of fine skin!

No obstacle to the head, you can fight!

"Giggle~~~"

The ghost language came out of his mouth that he didn't know what it meant, and the big claws of the dark night waved at Sabo Qing, who was still sluggish in front of him, and a dead air suddenly rose in the sky, and the ghost claws grabbed at the dead mist, and a black ghost head pestle was pulled out.

The long ghost-headed pestle struck at Sabo Qing, who was still sluggish, and didn't give him a chance to react at all.

Tom's sound of gold and iron resounded through the mine, and it was Sabo Qing who instinctively raised his big sword in his hand to defend.

Killer moves follow!

It was inevitable that the big stick would be defended, and the powerful resentful spirit possessed it, and he grabbed the blocked ghost head pestle in his hand and slammed it into the shining battle armor.

In the dark night, I can clearly perceive that the ghost pestle in my hand is a meal, very hard!

This is a pair of light-based battle armor that is absolutely valuable, but it is also useless.

Because he knows how to take advantage of your illness!

The ghost head pestle he was holding quickly retracted, and he turned over with a stick on his helmet and visor.

There were two sounds directly.

The first sound is the sound of the ghost's pestle hitting the helmet visor, while the second sound is the sound of the helmet visor slamming against the hard rock of the wall!

"Wow!"

With a roar in the night, he took advantage of the fact that Sabo Qing was beaten with a stick, and grabbed the ghost head pestle in his hand and directly hit the gap between the opponent's battle armor and helmet armor.

A crisp crack of a broken bone in the neck followed with this sound.

And the eight-star junior rank Bright Sword Master Sabo Qing directly stared at a pair of unwilling eyes and fell softly at the feet of the night.