"Haha-" the black-robed man snorted disdainfully from his nose, "My lovely cold beauty, Miss Emily." Please don't forget that the first oath of the magician is that all magic is blessed by the ancient gods. Isn't zombie art magic? ”

Emily snorted lightly, rolled her eyes at the black-robed man, and said with disdain, "The person who does it secretly is also worthy of being called a magician, and I am really ashamed of you." Don't forget, the second rule of the Magician's Oath is: As a magician, use magic to do the right and meaningful things! ”

The eldest lady of the Robertson family, the lovely Lady Emily, must have been well educated, and even in the face of such a despicable and shameless fellow, she still used the honorific title "you".

Dai Lan, who was angry, shook his head, treating this kind of shady villain should be darker and more vicious than him.

The black-robed man shook his head, his eyes glowing greener and greener under his broad hat, and he hammered the ground with his staff, and said in a coquettish tone, "My poor Miss Emily, you don't seem to be qualified to be a magician!" How can you use the standard of a magician to say anything to me. ”

"You! What a shameless person. It's the worst person I've ever seen in my life. I'm going to duel you with my knight's sword! Emily's little face was covered with two crimson flowers because of the atmosphere, but it looked even more delicate and moving under the silver armor.

The black-robed man touched his lips, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Miss Emily, as far as I know, you are not a knight yet. Your sword is nothing more than a gift from your father. ”

Hearing the taunt of the black-robed man, Miss Emily's cold cheeks were full of gloom. Because she was too excited and angry, even with the greatest restraint, her chest still rose and fell.

The sun was about to set, only a little light and shadow passed through the swaying branches and leaves, and the surrounding zombie magic smoke had not yet dissipated, and the atmosphere in the deep forest was extremely eerie.

Emily's long eyelashes were covered with frost, and her eyes lit up with a cold light, and she pulled out her sword with a snort.

The setting sun shone on the body of the sword, reflecting a light blue halo, and it was not an ordinary iron sword at first glance. The beautiful hilt of the sword is deliberately fitted with a curved gauntlet to protect the back of Emily's hand.

The black-robed man didn't take Emily in his eyes at all, and he was still teasing at the moment: "My dear eldest lady, it's really not easy for you to be able to afford to lift the knight's sword." But I advise you to throw it on the ground. Surrender obediently and serve me well, how can I be willing to hurt you? ”

The eldest lady couldn't listen anymore, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, struggled to pull a sword flower, and stabbed straight at the opponent.

"Haha! Emily, who is delicate, is desperately trying to get up, and she really looks like a female leopard. The black-robed mage wiped his mouth, "I like your domineering appearance." ”

Dai Lan half-squatted on the tree, and saw the situation below clearly.

He thought to himself, this Emily really has no experience in battle.

The black-robed mage's words just now were just to provoke her. Once the mood is not stable, the originally skilled routines will make the deformation, and it is already very good that ten percent of martial arts can use up to seven achievements.

Dai Lan didn't have much actual combat experience. But in the 21st century, I have read a lot of martial arts novels, and as long as I turn on the TV, it is either a martial arts movie or a kung fu movie, and I naturally know a lot about it.

When you see two people fighting each other, you immediately know that they are not on the same level.

Emily slashed hard with her sword, her breath was not smooth enough, and her mouth grew and gasped. His forehead and sideburns were sweaty, and his little face was flushed. Only the charming long golden hair, flying up and down in the air, is very beautiful.

Her movements were getting slower and slower, and it was clear that she couldn't hold on for much longer.

Look at the black-robed mage again, holding the ebony staff with one hand, like an old boy playing with a naughty boy, he either clicked or pushed, and easily defused every attack of the eldest lady. As long as he pursues with his backhand, he can hurt the girl at any time.

Dai Lan unconsciously touched the Thor's blade on his waist, ready to make a move.

Feeling that the subject is about to act, Murray. The housekeeper hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Dai Lan, please don't act rashly. Honestly, you're no match for this apprentice mage right now, so please don't get yourself into unnecessary trouble. Our mission was to go to Bristol City to find Bruno. ”

Although Murray used two in a row, his tone was actually very strong, clearly reminding Dai Lan that their mission back to the Middle Ages must be completed.

How could Dai Lan not understand the meaning of the housekeeper in his head, he made up his mind and nodded: "I know it in my heart." ”

At this time, the battlefield changed dramatically.

Emily's purpose in slashing back and forth around the enemy was to find a way to get close to the black-robed mage.

In the Middle Ages, martial arts practitioners were divided into knights and magicians.

The Mage has powerful magic that can work from a distance in real time. Before the enemy could get closer, it was already magically controlled.

The knight's physical fitness is stronger than that of the magician, and the advantage is hand-to-hand combat. So in order to resist the attacks of ordinary mages, they will find ways to get close to the enemy, and have summed up a whole set of melee combat paths.

The reason is very simple, five meters away, rush. Front. Guns swept everything. Within a meter, it is not as good as a sharp boning knife.

Of course, encounter high-end large. Mages, such as imperial magicians, and knights have little chance of getting close.

So, after using a few hands of the family's anti-enemy swordsmanship, Emily gradually got closer. The apprentice mage knew Emily's details, so he had some fearlessness.

The closer he gets, the more chance the black-robed mage has to tease the eldest lady in front of him.

After Emily used two swift wind slashes in succession, the blade suddenly turned, and the tail of the hilt was aimed at the black-robed mage. With a slight strain of both hands, she delicately pressed a raised emerald gemstone on the handle.

"Whoosh!"

Two dark arrows were shot out of the hilt of the sword at a rapid pace, and they came to the mage in the blink of an eye like a meteor.

This black-robed mage has a high talent for magic, but his reaction speed and physical strength are slightly lacking compared to those of a brave knight.

Instinctively, he dodged, and although he dodged the fatal heart, two dark arrows were firmly nailed to his left ribs.

A piercing pain came, and the black-robed mage almost fainted.

Emily showed no mercy when she saw the sneak attack, and the blade stabbed the black-robed mage in the neck after him.

In a panic, the black-robed mage fell backwards while wielding an ebony staff to block the girl's sword, and shouted a few times in crisis.

After the shout, the dark green smoke in the air around them wrapped around the black-robed mage as if they had received some order.

At the same time, a small amount of gas actually got into Emily's nostrils and mouth!

Time seems to have frozen.

Neither of them moved, only the green smoke, like boiling water, flipped and boiled.

After a long time, the sun almost set, the smoke cleared, and Emily collapsed, unconscious.