This kind of movement is not only a destruction of the soul but also a test of physical strength, Xiao Baibai's in order to balance the heat in the body and has been absorbing spiritual power, whether it is theory or practice, his physical strength will not be greatly consumed, but after eating enough, there is a little excess of energy, which overflows into the brain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But Xiao Baibai doesn't consume physical strength, those mercenaries still consume physical strength, just you chase me and pour out the swear words from your head exhaust all your brain power, and by the way, even your mouth is numb.

"Commander, I'm sorry for you." A newcomer to the mercenary group first lost his strength after chasing Xiao Baibai for a while, and fell to the ground with a satisfied face.

"Commander, I'll go first." Another one.

"Captain, tell Pulley that I love him." This man is a man.

Being chased and killed by so many people, Xiao Baibai has been circling around the open space, and Helia feels tired when he looks at it: "Is the fire spirit okay like this, will he work too hard." She released a faint flickering point of light from her hand to help Xiao Baibai recover her strength, her power in addition to sending the spirit back to the heavenly realm, but also purifying and restoring physical strength. When these points of light floated towards Xiao Baibai, Xiao Baibai shouted that it was not good, and it was okay when he was hungry, and if he was given physical strength now, the physical strength gauge might explode!

"There's no way but to waste Helia's kindness." Thinking to himself, he dodged those points of light with one speed, and then let the fallen mercenaries immediately resurrect on the spot with full blood. But the skill of physical recovery is a palliative rather than a cure, and the mercenaries who have been resurrected with full blood are just thinking about chasing and killing Xiao Baibai, and the painting style of a good hunt is seriously distorted.

In just a few minutes, most of the mercenaries lay on the ground and read the marquee of their lives, Helia's recovery skills did not hit, of course, it was another attempt, and of course Xiao Baibai continued to dodge, so those mercenaries were hit one after another, dead and alive, alive and dead. The mental devastation is always more unbearable than the physical pain, and some mercenaries never get back up after climbing down.

However, on the other side, the style of painting is still original.

Mytoka hated Sekayru very much, and he met Sekayayru many years ago when he was just an ordinary adventurer who had not awakened his will to fight, and at that time Sekyriu was also arrogant, and he always looked down on others.

"Mr. Knight, who has become a hound in the Kingdom of Sinnar, has not seen him for a long time, but I don't know what is hindering you, it is the consensus of the continent to prohibit the capture of elves, and it is unforgivable to give orders no matter who gives the order." Mytoka's aura morphed into the shape of a sharp blade, extending from the rim of the flis-tailed shield, and he held the shield in both hands, ready to attack the knights at any moment.

"Do you, a man who abandons the honor of the country and is willing to become a mercenary, have a position to say such a thing?" Sekayilu said this in his mouth, but his heart was poked in the sore spot by Mytoka, the World Code is a law made by the World Co-Lord to protect the balance of the protected land, and violating the World Law Code is equivalent to denying the World Co-Lord who fought for mankind in this world. But in fact, even if this code is still maintained in various countries and has legal effect, there are not many countries that actually strictly enforce the world code.

10,000 years is enough time to renew the whole world, and the people who remembered the kindness of the world co-lord have long been buried deep in the ground and converted into basic elements by the forces of nature, and even the documents describing the appearance of the world co-lord have been lost with the thousand-year-long strife between human nations.

Sekairyu is a proud man, so he doesn't treat the world law code as an old antique. His pride requires him to be a knight who guards glory at all times, but the cruelty of reality makes him have to obey the orders of the royal family. The kingdom of Sinar is also the kind of country that has lost its gratitude to the co-lord of the world. In particular, the capture of elves is almost an open secret.

He has always been in this contradiction, suppressing the growing uneasiness in his heart.

"I have my own way of doing things, like I won't talk nonsense at this time!" The battle spirit stirred up Mytoka's leg muscles, and the tall body turned into an afterimage and rolled up a gust of wind, turning into a shield of cross spears like a dragon out of a hole and rushing straight to the vital point of Sekayiliu. Sekairyu wrapped his gold-streaked sword in the spirit of battle, and before the wind of the cross spear reached his throat, the serpent's ghostly liberation erupted from his body, and Mytoka's cross spear grazed Sekailiu's shoulder and pierced the giant tree behind. The Celestial Tree collapsed in an instant, and Sekairyu took the opportunity to swing his sword and slash at Mytoka's unsuspecting right hand.

While!

"Blocked?" Sekairu wasn't sure what he had slashed because the flickering light of the cross-spear obstructed his vision, but the hard touch that he could feel even with the use of battle qi was definitely not any ordinary piece of armor.

Is it the liberation of the will to fight? No, you have to keep your distance!

Sekairyu immediately stretched out his foot and kicked at Mytoka to get out of range of Mytoka's attack, but his right hand holding the weapon suddenly couldn't withdraw his long sword, and the whole sword could not be drawn again as if it had been pierced into a solid rock. Mytoka certainly didn't let go of this opportunity, and the shield part of the crossbow immediately crashed into Sekailiu's neck, and Sekailiu showed signs of fainting after being hit, but after hitting him, he did not relax at all, but frowned even more.

If you don't feel real, it's like hitting the air.

Maitoka slashed Sekailiu's neck with a cross gun, but not to mention that the blood did not leak out even a little liquid, and the separated Sekailiu turned into a blur shadow in the next second, which was just a phantom at all. So where is the real Sekayleuk?

Massin didn't pay attention to the battle between Mytoka and Sekayliu, and after discovering that the two might know each other, she gave them personal space, and she had no problem dealing with ten knights who were only at the level of battle qi by herself. Oh yes, and taking care of Shore.

Orange flames surged from the tip of her staff, then condensed into fireballs that shot from the top, circling the air several times before each fireball tracking the guards for a negative touch.

"I won't bother Mytoka for the time being, I'm such a capable woman." Massin was still expressionless, but the staff in his hand threw out dozens of tracking fireballs, and the battle qi that could decompose elemental attacks had no effect on the elements that could be sucked into the lungs, so those knights could only run around in order not to be hit by the fireballs.

Mytoka didn't know the exact effect of Sekayliu's Liberation of Fighting Spirit, and the only reference was that he dodged the first attack and the phantom that had just disappeared. That kind of extremely nihilistic liberation of war intent and annoying pride should not be the same thing at all, why is there so much difference in the spirit of war and the effect of war in a person.

"I'm so careless, more than ten years have passed, and your liberation of war will not necessarily be the same as in the past, if it weren't for the 'talisman' given to me by His Royal Highness the Prince, it would have turned into a pile of garbage just now. Originally, it could only play the role of line of sight induction, but I didn't expect that the power was fully turned on to have this effect. Sekayliu's voice came from all directions, but he was nowhere to be seen, and Mytoka threw down the sword that was clenched in her right hand, and her right hand, which was wrapped in the liberation of the will of war, had a metallic color in the sun.

Liberation of Fighting Will: Left Pistol/Right Hand Shield

This is the true form of the liberation of Maitoka's fighting will. However, no matter how much the offensive and defensive liberation of the enemy is not known, it will not be able to have the desired effect.

"Back!" Twisting the muscles and tendons of his left hand, the cross spear suddenly changed direction, the blade containing killing intent was separated by the cross spear condensed by the battle qi, Sekayiliu finally appeared in Mytoka's sight, and the sword of a knight appeared in his hand, and the pitch-black dagger reflected an ominous glimmer like a figurative nightmare.

After another failed attack, Sekailiu suddenly disappeared in a blur, and Mytoka was sure that his battle qi had touched the blade just now, so this Sekailiu who attacked him was not a phantom.

"Do you expose yourself when you attack?" Mytoka was secretly thinking about a way to defeat Sekailiu, and if the dagger had such a flaw, everything would be easy.