To break a piece of paper, one palm and one finger are possible, but although the power of the finger is more concentrated, the range of breaking is smaller. With a single clamp of Asa's hands, the Tamik Knight's knife went from a palm that could break itself to a finger that only pierced itself.

A large puddle of blood poured out of Asa's mouth. Even if this resistance was successful, after all, his entire chest was pierced. This mouthful of blood spurted straight at the Tammik knight who was holding the knife in front of him.

The fanged long knife had already penetrated the opponent's body, and as long as he swept or stirred again, he could completely kill this opponent, but the Tammik Knight could only fly away, and the blood sprayed at his head and face was not red, but black as ink, and it smelled like the hand washing water that had been in the fish stall for more than a year. The cursed magic in the knife just now was already in this mouthful of blood, and it was also mixed with his own necromantic demon man, and being sprayed on his face by such a mouthful of blood might be worse than being drenched with iron juice. So the Tammik knights had to retreat.

As the Tammik knight retreated, the two figures finally separated. But one is standing, the other is kneeling.

"Good. Knight Tamik spoke first. He didn't move.

"I never say a compliment, but I have to compliment you. I set a trap like this and used all my strength to strike, and you're not dead, so I have to say, you're good. Ai Xian'er is not unjust, and at your age you can have such skill and mental judgment, and in time you will definitely be above me and Lancelot. You're the first one I'd love to kill, but I'm a little reluctant to kill. ”

Asa didn't speak, he couldn't speak. The piercing of a hole, the size of a fist, would normally be a miracle if he didn't die immediately. He's busy coughing up blood right now.

"Now you name where the strange thing is, take me to find it. I won't kill you, I'll take you back to see Your Majesty. Knight Tamik said as he looked at Asa who was kneeling on the ground.

"Didn't you want to kill me?" Asa used the White Devil's full strength to suppress the wound in his chest. Barely able to speak. With each of his words, a small mouthful of blood would come out.

"You're defeated now, and I can kill you at any time. I've won completely, and it's just a matter of formality whether to kill you or not. Knight Tamik's expression returned to that plain and indifferent woodenness. Looking at Asa's eyes, he was no longer murderous. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction in the end that such an enemy, who was so strong that he could arouse his murderous intent, that he even talked a little too much, just like a man who had been abstinent for many years suddenly had a pleasant affair and then relaxed, and he even talked a little more.

Knight Tammik could see that the white glow shining in the bloody hole in Asa's chest was a bishop-level rebirth, and he was slightly surprised by this high-level recovery technique. This magic could indeed allow him to survive such a near-fatal injury, and even recover slowly. However, with such a serious injury, even His Majesty the Pope's white magic could not restore people to the point where they could do it themselves. So in the eyes of the Takmi Knights. This man is indeed no different from a dead body.

Asa was still on his knees. But no more coughing up blood. He didn't answer the words of the Tamik knight, but asked slowly, "I just had this accident,

You knew that the good boy was going to betray you?"

Knight Tamik shook his head and said lightly: "It's not a betrayal, he wasn't my person in the first place." I knew he would have struck in that situation, but I didn't know that he would even want his arm and his life to stab me. ”

"Originally, your heart was already clear. Asa shook his head and sighed as he looked at Knight Tamik's wooden face

Completely disproportionate. The purpose of his stay with Yabin was to make himself think that he had a chance, so he carelessly moved. If it weren't for Yabin's desperate stabbing of his sword, he would never have been able to take the next sword.

The Tamik knight raised his sword, and Leng Ling said, "Don't delay time with nonsense, you know you don't have a chance." Answer me, where is that thing?"

Asa was silent for a moment, then replied, "Okay, I'll give it to you, that thing has always been on me." He slowly got up and used another white magic on himself. White silver light poured from his palm like water into the wound on his chest, and the magic effect of the previous rebirth was all combined, and the huge wound was slowly healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Knight Tammick was slightly surprised. This is actually a teaching-level white magic, divine grace. This surprised him and relieved him a little, two high-level white magic in a row, he believed that even a true cardinal's mana would not have much magic left. What's more, this is similar to a dead man, which just restores some of his mobility, and there is still no room to fight back.

"The thing you want is inside, and the breath is sealed by the charm on your pocket, and you can see it as soon as you untie it. Asa untied a pocket from his waist and threw it to the Tamic Knight.

Knight Tamik looked coldly at the bulging pocket on the ground, he didn't reach out to pick it up, and was silent for a while, then suddenly kicked the pocket in front of Asa's eyes again, and said, "You untie it for me and take it out." ”

"What? do you suspect me of a ghost?" Asa was stunned, then smiled wryly.

"You open it for me, take it out. Knight Tamik repeated as he stood on the ground with an expression that he didn't even want to approach Asa.

"What do you mean?"

Asa smiled wryly. "Since you have felt the smell of the good thing, you should imagine what that body is. I don't have the slightest vindictiveness now, how dare I take it empty-handed?"

"Well, I see. Knight Tamik nodded, paused before speaking. "Then you unzip your pockets and show me a breath. ”

Asa only smiled bitterly a little more, slowly straightened his waist, picked up his pocket, and went to untie the rope that tied the pocket.

Knight Tamik still stood still, just watching Asa slowly untie the rope from the mouth of the bag. He didn't let up in the slightest, and the knife in his hand was still tight.

The mouth of the bag was finally untied in Asa's hands. Asa opened his pockets in the direction of the Tarmik Knight. A dark aura gushed out like a tidal wave.

It was already dawn, and the light had made everything in the forest clear and clear, but the Tammik Knight still felt the utter darkness. He could see everything, but he felt the darkness. He knew that what was in his pocket was what he had seen outside the forest.

"Well, that's it... Knight Tamik nodded. But he found that the black suddenly increased at a speed of a thousand times, approached, and even took shape.

It turned out to be a small cylindrical thing, suddenly protruding from its pocket, and it flew towards the Tamik knight at a rapid pace. The dark aura emanating from this little thing is as thick and unfathomable as the ocean. And this sea of darkness is being pressed by with a real overwhelming momentum.

Although he knew that it was just momentum, just breath, and maybe it didn't have any actual damage, the Tammik Knight still reflexively dodged to the side.

The small object wasn't so fast that the Tamik Knight easily dodged it, and then it hit a large tree not far away, sinking into it like a piece of ooze.

The Tamik Knight stood still, the surprise in his heart was beyond measure, not that Asa had almost shot the thing out of his pocket, but that he had dodged it. At that moment, he was completely out of control. An instinct that had not been seen for a long time completely controlled him. Without even thinking about it, he avoided this thing he had always wanted.

Ever since Thirteen Wind slowly slashed his father to death with his own hands during training, his nerves have become as tough as a steel wire. All instincts, feelings, and impulses can be controlled as a top puppet like breathing, and even the mind can be completely precise and rational like a metal machine.

But in the face of the momentum exuded by the flying little thing just now, he actually felt a completely uncontrollable impulse surging out of his body. The originally wire-like nerves melted in an instant in this ferocious, hot magma-like impulse, and the body itself emitted the most instinctive melon, dodging. The taste and connotation contained in this breath are the most essential, in the face of this breath, all the acquired will, perseverance, and feelings can be so fragile that they are not worth mentioning at all, and any life in front of it has only the horror of the tight instinct.

It was only after a moment of shock that the Tammik knights realized that Asa had come to take advantage of the opportunity and flew out into the distance. Although it was impossible for the two white magic just now to restore his combat effectiveness, his actions were basically okay.

Without hesitation, without even looking at the small piece of thing that had sunk into the trunk, the Tamik knight chased after him. Although it was already certain that it was what he wanted, he could now see that no one could take it without the sack that seemed to be full of water. He had to go and chase the pocket first.