"Ahem......"

Once again, the fang's attack was neutralized, and the corners of Luo Ming's mouth overflowed with blood, and his breath became very unstable.

But he didn't go down, and although it was hard to support, and his body almost started to shake, he didn't really lose his balance.

Whether it is an arm or an internal organc, it seems that the injuries are not light, but they are a little worse than fatal.

This is already the fourth attack in the past, and Luo Ming's strength is beyond the imagination of the attacker - although he only gives up using all his strength to attack for the sake of speed, the strength of the swordsman itself is several times stronger than that of a high-level swordsman, and half of his strength can be completely suppressed.

However, Luo Ming's unloading technique was simply beyond imagination, so that this advantage was not fully utilized.

And his Dou Qi reserves were also extremely rich, so that the attacker's Dou Qi could not penetrate into his body for the time being, and could only cancel each other out with his Dou Qi first.

But that's the end of it!

The young man in front of him was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his hands were trembling, and he was panting, as if a slightly stronger wind could blow him down, and there was not even the strength left for the fifth unloading.

With just one more blow, you'll be able to take him down - and the paladin, though approaching this way, still has nearly ten meters left, which is enough!

The attacker raised his fangs and was about to strike the final blow, but he didn't miss the taunt that revealed from Luo Ming's eyes.

Mocking: Why? Why? This kid is like this, what other tricks can he use? If he is not a swordsman, he will not be able to escape even if he uses all his strength, and a head-on confrontation is a dead word?

Although he was suspicious, he still swung the blow without the slightest hesitation.

No matter what traps the other party has, once he hesitates and doesn't do it, then he won't even have the opportunity to see what kind of trap it is, even if there is a trap, his own side has the advantage of strength, what small calculations are he afraid of?

Of course, there is also a high chance that the other party is just scaring himself, and in this case, it is a waste of time not to do it.

Finally, this guy is still fooled......

The cloud of cangyan that had been condensed in the dantian in advance exploded, half of it turned into fighting energy, and half of it turned into some kind of energy that was closer to the essence of life force, flowing all over the body at an incredible high speed!

In an instant, half of the injury was recovered, and the exhausted stamina was fully replenished.

The clothes around him were windless and automatic, and the sword body was wrapped with a majestic fighting spirit, which made the attacker's eyelids jump in terms of "quantity" - it was completely enough to fight hard with himself without losing the wind!

What a freak this is!

But he naturally doesn't have a reason to give up halfway, if he stops at this time, when he will face off with the holy warriors, it will be terrible to be attacked by this kid.

The fangs crossed a strange curve, and they were about to kiss Luo Ming's vital point. This is exactly the way to replace defense with offense - as long as the opponent is forced to retreat and defend, then a lot of fighting spirit will be wasted, and there will definitely be no second such strong fighting spirit in this battle.

However, Luo Ming is also familiar with attacking instead of defending. Swords are inherently more offensive than defensive.

The abundant energy injected into his whole body allowed him to swing a sword with all his might, without paying attention to skill, but with a combination of simple precision and strength, which was already very terrifying.

Xuanhai's fighting spirit seemed to have really turned into a wave at this moment, attracting the enemy at the same time, and slapping down with tens of thousands of tons of force, relying on the violence of this absolute weight, crushing all enemies!

Ordinary high-level swordsmen, if they are hit by this move, they will not die or be half-disabled. Even the attacker who had reached the rank of sword master did not dare to be careless at all, he quickly withdrew his fangs and crossed in front of him, and took the blow!

One, two, three...... It took six steps back in a row before he dissolved all the power of Luo Ming's blow.

In fact, he was still proud, he actually succeeded in dissolving this sword that had reached the level of a sword master in a hurry, and sure enough, the young man was still a young man, too young, too simple.

If the opponent's technique is a little more proficient, then it will take several times more effort to unload the force, and the consumption of himself is not a decimal, and it will be troublesome to deal with the holy warrior...... Wait, Paladin?!

Only then did he notice that his hand of six steps back in a row had greatly shortened the distance between him and Granty.

It's almost a distance that can be cut in a single rush!

And how fast the sword master's advance was, the attacker was also a sword master, of course he knew it, and his face suddenly became distorted and hideous.

Destroy the evil slash!

The prosaic name is a familiar term on this continent.

It is the most common trick used by the holy warriors of the Lord of Dawn to restrain evil, and it is also an eternal psychological wound engraved in the hearts of almost all evil people!

The two forces of light and darkness, good and evil, are opposed, except in very few cases, and they all react with mutual restraint and annihilation. The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and the result is a fierce explosion in all directions.

On the paladin's side, it was naturally the weapon in his hand that was the first to bear the power of this explosion. And many unfortunate opponents will have to watch this explode close to the body, and even explode inside the body.

Luo Ming and Granty's flanking attack improvised and relied on that tacit understanding like an old friend for many years, forcing the attacker to a dead end!

But Luo Ming was still not reassured, he squeezed out the last trace of strength and entered the state of body and sword.

Almost at the same moment, the assailant let out a long roar and plunged his fangs into his thigh, inches deeper, probably piercing the flesh and even close to the leg bone.

Although I don't know the specific principle, I don't need to be reminded by Grant or Aya. Just from the widely circulated stories, we can know that this must be some kind of blood sacrifice type evil method.

Since he paid the price of blood, it meant that there was value in doing so, even if he suddenly summoned a great demon, Luo Ming would not be surprised.

A crimson evil aura erupted in all directions, and from Granty's perspective, he could feel a great strong wind blowing towards him.

"Captain!"

She did her best to curl up and turn her offensive stance to defense. At the same time, there was only time to shout out this very brief reminder.

Granty's voice, of course, Lormin listened to it.

Although the attacker's move is very dangerous, this danger is more against the stronger Granty, although it is a pity that he has no time to rush over to help her now, so there is only one option.

How could that guy have expected that he, who had almost exhausted his strength, would launch another effective attack? Now is the time to take a risk!