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Elsa looked at Yuric who fell to the ground and the black-clothed swordsman who kept approaching her, and her heart fluttered.

"Stop......," Elsa shouted, her eyes cold.

The man in black at the head stopped, seemingly a little afraid of Elsa.

"I think, whether you're trying to threaten the Victor family with me, or if you're trying to do something else. You can't let me die here, can you?" said Elsa coldly, with a hint of threat in her words.

The man in black frowned, he didn't like to be threatened like this, and he didn't think Elsa had such courage and courage.

There was not the slightest hesitation in Elsa's eyes, and the four fingers of her right hand were tightly closed, with a bone-chilling chill and sharp slash towards the wrist of her left hand. In an instant, bright red blood gushed out and splashed down in the filthy mire.

"Miss!" yurrik exclaimed.

"Now, leave at once. Otherwise, the Victor family will let the entire Assassin accompany me to the funeral. Elsa put her cold right hand on her neck, and her white neck was as warm and delicate as jade.

"Miss, don't!"

The man in black at the head looked at Elsa's right hand, which was still dripping blood, with cold eyes, and forcibly held back the anger in his heart. A black-clothed swordsman on his side leaned slightly sideways, trying to rush up to stop Elsa, but when his body just tilted slightly, there was another angry shout.

"Stop!" Elsa's right hand had already slashed, and a faint line of blood appeared on her fair skin. "Only, only this one chance, if you dare to move, just take my corpse. Elsa's voice was tinged with a slight gasp.

The black-clothed man at the head was finally frightened, raised his right hand, signaled his subordinates to retreat, and turned to leave.

Looking at the backs of the group of black-clothed swordsmen leaving, Elsa finally breathed a sigh of relief. But just as he was about to take a look at Yurik's injuries, a spear shot out of the mire and pierced Yurik's right leg. Then, a half-meter-thick earthen wall emerged from the mire on all sides and slowly closed, trapping Elsa and Yurik in the mire.

"Bastard!" Elsa exclaimed, biting her lip.

In the dark, Yurik was a little worried about Elsa.

"Miss, your wound is all right. ”

"Whew, it's okay, the wound is frozen, how is your injury, Uncle Yurik. Elsa said softly.

"I'm fine, I can't die. Yurik smiled bitterly, "This should be an earth-based magic prison wall, a fifth-order, which can last for ten minutes without a magician to maintain it." ”

He actually survived by fighting for Elsa's life, and Yurik's heart was full of bitterness and guilt. Today's events were so sudden that the secret judge, who could represent the will of the royal family to some extent, would actually attack Elsa. After a little thought, Yurik thought that the other party's target should be Weifeng.

Elsa stopped talking and sat on the ground, the necklace on her chest glowing blue, one of those magical charms that could help the magician regain his mental strength.

After about ten minutes, Elsa felt the walls on all sides, and there were already some signs of collapse, and her mental strength had recovered somewhat.

"Uncle Ulric, I'm sorry. ”

"It's all right, miss. Do what you want to do. Yurik's voice was weak from blood loss.

The walls finally slowly collapsed, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in. Elsa looked at Yuric, who had accompanied her since childhood, lying on the ground with a pale face, and the sadness in her heart was indescribable. However, the mental power has only recovered, and if you release the healing magic again, you will be exhausted again.

"I can't owe him, and I don't want to," Elsa's lips were already biting out of blood, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, "If you die, I'll let the whole Assassin bury you." ”

Mangrove forest.

The silver giant sword slowly condensed and took shape, falling from the sky with great coercion.

Weifeng felt the power contained in the giant sword, clenched the black sword in his hand with both hands, and jumped up.

The black sword with the purple thunder slashed at the silver giant sword, and after a moment of silence, a wave of qi spread violently, and Weifeng and the three black-clothed people involuntarily retreated backwards, and all the red poplars around them were broken together.

After the wave dissipated, the broken poplars were scattered on the ground, a mess.

"What a night black sword. The man in black snorted coldly.

"Where's Elsa?" asked Weifeng as he barely swallowed the blood in his throat.

"Take this sword, and I will tell you. ”

"Three thousand swords!"

The long swords in the hands of the three of them seemed to turn into thousands of thin swords, surrounding the wind and laying an impenetrable sword array. The silver sword light illuminated this space like a holy realm.

Weifeng endured the huge pain in his brain, stirring up the remaining fighting energy in his body.

"Break the enemy in three nights, and burn the prairie fire!"

The Seven Nights Sword, the third sword.

The thick black sword erupted with piercing white flames, and the terrifying temperature made the air around it hot, and the already extremely flammable poplar wood burned violently, accompanied by a crackling explosion. The oxygen in the air is violently consumed, making people feel a little stuffy.

Weifeng danced with his sword in both hands, and the blazing flames turned into a huge tornado of flames, like a red dragon entrenched together. The silver sword rain was stirred up by the red dragon, and the sword body was constantly stirred to pieces, dissipating in the air, turning into a little silver light.

Red rain of fire, silver points of light, the two forces collided fiercely in an almost savage way.

Finally, only a small half of the silver sword rain was consumed, and only a wisp of raging flames remained, swirling around Weifeng. The breathing of Weifeng and the three black-clothed men became heavy, and such a fierce battle was extremely exhausting for the fighting spirit and physical strength.

"Come on!"

Weifeng shouted, and the only remaining wisp of flame rose into the air. The rest of the sword shadows also converged, like a silver waterfall falling vertically above the wind's head. Both the flame and the sword shadow shone brightly at this moment, burning with the last shred of energy.

The light dissipated, Weifeng fell to one knee, and the black sword returned to calm.

The silver sword shadow was still the last one, shining brightly.

Is it the end of it...... Did you break your promise after all......

Weifeng lay on the ground, despair spreading.

Cold, biting cold hit the wind, and the originally scorching air seemed to be frozen in an instant.

"Like the moon, like the night, like jade, cool and cold, cold and silent. Heavy snow, cold dragon!" The cold voice carried a bitter chill.

Following the voice, Elsa, who was dressed in white, appeared in front of Weifeng's eyes with a hint of abruptness.

The sun has just set, and the moonlight is slightly cool at the beginning of the new moon.

A six-pointed star magic array with a diameter of nearly ten meters appeared in front of Elsa, exuding a chilling aura. A huge head emerged from the magic circle, pale blue skin covered with bark-like ravines, and a pair of black eyes that were steaming with a white chill. More than ten seconds later, a huge ice dragon with a body length of ten meters and a wing length of three meters soared into the air, exuding a terrifying chill.

"Elsa!" Weifeng shouted in shock.

"Shut up. Elsa snorted.

The pain caused by the mental overdraft raged in the body as if it were tearing the soul.

The giant ice dragon shook its wings, and white mist erupted from its mouth. The silver sword shadow just now had already been invaded by the cold and dissipated into the air.

Elsa waved her hand suddenly, and the ice dragon as crystal clear as ice swooped down and rushed towards the three black-clothed swordsmen, and the blue-white cold air was released unscrupulously, as if it wanted to freeze even the air.

The three black-clothed swordsmen stirred up their fighting energy and wanted to resist the ice dragon with a biting chill, but the battle just now had consumed too much fighting energy. The huge ice dragon was like a huge blue and white wave, and in an instant, it broke through the defense of the fighting qi and swept towards the three of them.

The cold air dissipated, and the figures of the three black-clothed men slowly appeared.

They were three pale blue ice sculptures.

Did it work......

Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, unable to support her tired body any longer, and fell somewhat loosely towards the ground that had been frozen to ice blue. Fortunately, Weifeng jumped up and finally caught Elsa before she fell.

The cold dragon is a tenth-order magic of the ice system, and even in the tenth-order magic, it is relatively difficult to release. For Elsa in the Brilliant Radiance Realm, releasing such a magic beyond the level when her spiritual power is so poor has already caused irreversible damage to the spiritual sea.

"Why, why did you do this......" Weifeng looked at Elsa a little sluggishly, her pale face and fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"It's not about you......" Elsa muttered in a low voice with her eyes closed.