"-Ding!"

Like a poisonous snake lurking in the muddy water, looking up at the prey on the surface of the water in the deep water, waiting for an opportunity in the lurking, just to pierce the arteries of the prey with its fangs at the moment when the prey relaxes, and taste the delicious food that has been waiting for it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But if this prey is too alert, no matter how much he hides his shadow, the sharp senses will pull him out of the shadows, and then force him to show his fangs and blunt horns.

"-Ding! Bite! ”

The pitch-black dagger stabbed out from under the cover of the illusion, Mytoka's battle shield slid from the arm to the palm, the form of the cross spear returned to its simple shield form after the liberation of the battle intent was lifted, and the shield of the iris shield blocked the dagger's attack, but the dagger disappeared in the next second.

The viper dived back into the water, and the attack had failed, and the prey seemed to have figured out the pattern of his attack, and did not frown as he had at first when he parried his attack. The viper had begun to lose patience, and his self-esteem had been stimulated by the repeated failures of his attacks. Viper has decided, he wants to calm down, and then hang his prey in the next sneak attack, so that the prey is completely dead.

Mytoka was also a little impatient, although Sekayliu's attack was elusive under the influence of the illusion, but with each attack, the gradually violent aura would pour out from the angle of the attack to give him a chance to react. After Sekayiliu hid again, he waited for the next opportunity, the restriction of the liberation of the fighting spirit is affected by the mental state, if there is no good psychological state and sufficient will to fight, it will not achieve its usual effect, and it is also for this reason to end his state of liberation of the fighting spirit in advance, just to explode with all his strength at the moment when the body is exposed during the next attack of Sekailiu.

Masin's side had already solved the matter, the magicians in the world were already very rare, not to mention that she was the one with the title of magician, and the ten knights who had only awakened the battle qi were not her opponents at all. The knights slumped to the ground, their half-body armor melted by the heat of the fireball, and the smell of roasted meat wafted from their bodies, but Marcin had just eaten the roast and watched Xiao Baibai stuff a whole wild boar into his stomach.

She loves to grill meat, but it also depends on who makes it.

Maitoka, who watched from afar as she was fighting with Sekayliu in the shadows, decided that it would be better to stay here for the time being, after a few seconds of silence. Xiao Baibai and Helia are worried, but there are only ordinary people over there who have awakened their battle energy, although the fire elves have no adult control and are very low, but the power of the high elves is not comparable to those ordinary elves. As long as Helia can control the elf's unexplained loss of control, there will be no problem.

Moreover, the "amulet" mentioned by Sekayiliu made Marcin feel a little uncomfortable. The source of the magician's power is the natural element, and the same source of power as the Warcraft has caused most humans to panic about the appearance of the magician. But people can only see one side of the matter, the source of the power of the elves of those noble contracts is also the natural element, and the statement that the magician is a puppet of the monster and a human traitor is a rumor spread by the nobles in order to protect their rights.

It was against this backdrop of panic that people all over the world were trying to find people with elemental constitutions and hang them for merit after they showed their magical talents. It was also at that time that a large number of magic guides were invented by the magicians who were still alive, and those magicians were the first generation of magicians.

Today, that kind of terrifying remarks have long been submerged in history, the craftsmanship of the magic guide has been lost, and after a major cleaning, the already rare owners of elemental physique have become rare, and the magic master has become the title of a high-level magician. But the things left over from that era still affect this time, and the most influential of these things is the magic guide, and the staff in her hand is one of the magic guides left behind.

Sekayliu's black dagger is also likely to be a magic guide found by the royal family of Sinar, and when the illusion unfolds, Masin can clearly feel the resonance disturbance of the elements, but the obscure disturbance makes her a little uncomfortable, and the detection ability achieved by sensing the distribution of the elements has also gone from being unable to perceive the exact location of the dagger.

If she were to deal with such a guy alone, she would only need to force him out with a wide range of magic tricks that would not stop and then fire all the firepower, but she couldn't guarantee that her magic would completely avoid the damage to him when Mytoka was grappling with him.

"Let's see, it's not a good thing to have such a nasty magic guide just by the maker."

Maitoka re-fastened the iris shield to her left arm, and the battle energy in her whole body completely converged during the time she waited for this Sekayiliu attack, as if the man with the shield was just an ordinary person, without the slightest strength to resist. Disguise, all it takes to deal with that proud man is to stimulate his self-esteem and make him desperate to bare his fangs and attack. Doing so is no less dangerous than directly exposing his weaknesses, but Mytoka is confident that this proud and arrogant man will burst into unbearable anger after choosing to use the "amulet" to constantly hide his body and miss repeatedly.

"Are you looking down on me! Mytoka! Sekayiliu's inner roar hidden in the phantom, and an ominous black aura rose from the pitch-black dagger, which blackened him, but he didn't realize it. The killing intent escaped uncontrollably through the phantom, and Mytoka wanted this effect.

"Come on! Let me see your fighting spirit! ”

The illusion of hypocrisy was shrouded in this moment, and at this moment, Sekayliu's battle intent was torn apart, and the battle aura extended from the pitch-black dagger, and the black sword was configured, which was indistinguishable from the knight's sword used before. Mytoka was right, Sekairus's arrogance was not restrained by such a small "prop".

"Starlight, One Line Through!"

The shield on his left hand glowed with a brilliant blue, and the crossspear of battle qi turned into a whole pillar and collided with Sekayliu's black sword with a burst of impact, and the air that swept through the sand swept through the forest, the frantic wind ruffled their hair, and the armor of Mytoka and Sekayilu cracked.

Ma Xin pulled Xiao Er, who was floating in the sky, and immediately dodged the area of impact of the impact, and the dozens of defensive earth walls released with the most solid earth element also quickly collapsed under the impact. Officially, because of such a scene, the high-level warriors who have awakened the combat spirit and liberated are the important reliance of the human world to hold on to the present, and it is really the right choice to keep the fire elves who can't control their power yet and Helia, who can only purify and heal, away from here to deal with mercenaries.

The battle will not be won or lost, Mytoka's right hand showed a metallic color at this moment, the "left pistol/right hand shield" was fully activated at this moment, the gun pillar turned back into a cross gun in an instant, and Sekayliu lost his sense of focus, and he lost his balance and was immediately hit in the cheek by a metallic punch, and the shock shattered Sekayliu's bust and shattered the bracer of Mytoka's right hand.

The winner of this battle, has been decided!

Poof――

A bloody molar flew out of Sekailiu's mouth, and then the molars flew to the ground dozens of meters away by the rotational centrifugal force generated by Sekailiu's right cheek when he was struck in the right cheek.

"It's like I've passed out."

The cross spear shattered into countless points of light after being hit by Sekailiu, and Maitoka smiled bitterly as he looked at Sekailiu, whose face was swollen to the point that he had passed out like a dragon fruit. The black sword of the final blow was already unimaginably hard, if he didn't swing his fist in time, the next second, his battle spirit would be shattered by Sekayliu's arrogance, and it would be difficult to say who would win and who would lose at that time.

He looked at Sekailiu, who was reluctant even when he fainted, and then moved his gaze to the black dagger. That black liberation of the will to fight was the arrogance of Sekayiliu, but it was mixed with something else, and the difference between the liberation of his own will and the black sword was very different from the time when the first liberation of the spirit of war was cut off.

"Is it because of this dagger, it seems that Sekayiliu also became invisible with the help of the power of this dagger, right?" Mytoka tried to pick up the dagger, but Mashin stopped him, "That's a magician, you'd better not touch it." ”

"This is also a magician? Why haven't I seen your staff have such strange abilities? With a grin, he withdrew his hand, and he voluntarily gave up his position. Massin walked over and took a closer look at the dagger, then applied several seals.

"Compression."

A hexagonal circle appeared from above the dagger and swept over it, and the two palm-length daggers immediately shrunk to the size of beans: "Let's go." She tossed the shrunken dagger into her storage bag, and it was a bonus to be able to recover another magician.

She kept getting up and was hugged by Mytoka to her shoulder, and she couldn't react a little to the thought of it, but after a few shakes, she sat down.

"Is your body okay?"

"For the time being, I can't let go of my fighting spirit."

"Oh." The corners of Masin's mouth squirmed for a moment and then changed back to an indifferent expression, but his hands grabbed Mytoka's short stiff black hair, "Be careful, then." ”