"Magic trap?" Talis in mid-air looked at the pillar of fire that rose into the sky. Then she shouted. "Be careful. ”

Two white figures flashed out from the shades of the trees on both sides, and two sword-like lights rolled towards the two of them. The sword light is old and spicy, round and bright as electricity, this is the sword light that takes at least twenty years of hard work to soak in.

Talis spun around, twisted her waist, and drew her sword. Although it was not too old and spicy, it was more round and bright than the two sword lights, and the sword light that was as bright as electricity slipped out of his waist, and he actually set up the two sword lights on the left and right at the same time. There were two strikes in front of the other and one in the back, and just one sword blocked the two swords coming at the same time on the left and right.

Her sword certainly hasn't been immersed in kung fu for twenty years, but she has talent, hard practice, and the guidance of perhaps the best teacher in the mainland, and these things are often more useful than any immersion.

Talis landed, and with a swing of her long sword, two auxiliary white magic suddenly lit up on her body. Although her eyes were looking at the two sneak attackers on the left and right, her voice was already a little proud: "This time, I reminded you and helped you block a sword......

However, she immediately saw that Asa, who had jumped up with him, did not land, but rushed towards the depths of the forest like a lightning bolt. It wasn't him moving, it was someone chasing, a gray figure pressing against him from behind, a long black fanged knife and Assa's knife in his hand.

'Boom' A large, long, piercing sound of gold and iron rang out as Asa and the man's figures swept by, even muffling the deafening sound of an explosion in the distance. The moment their weapons intersected, there was not the slightest sound, but it was only when they came together that they made a loud sound like thousands of people fighting each other.

From the moment he jumped in mid-air, Asa didn't even look at the flame magic trap, and he didn't look at the two swordsmen who sprang out on either side, and he didn't pay attention to it. He didn't dare to pay attention. Because at the same moment as he got up, a murderous aura that made it impossible for people to pay attention to other things had already appeared behind him.

The aura appeared without any warning, as if it had come naturally from the air. This aura is not strong, not hideous, not as murderous as other people's fangs and claws, completely unpretentious and even peaceful and natural. **Naked expression of the very simple meaning of this breath.

It means to make people die. A kind of calm simplicity is irresistible, telling people that life is just like this, and it is inevitable to die after all.

This aura appeared so suddenly and naturally that if it weren't for Asa's complete mixing of meditation perceptions, if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't next to the sunwell, the strange fluctuations gave him more power and perception, and even if he could feel it, it would definitely be a little late, then the knife would have silently split him in two from behind.

In mid-air, he turned around and slashed, just enough to block the silent blow from behind. Also saw this sneak attacker.

This is a middle-aged man with a wooden face, even if it is such a deadly sneak attack, the expression and eyes on this person's face are almost dull and natural, as if he is just doing something extremely ordinary. This expression and the calm but naked murderous aura emanating from this knife are natural, this is a person who has taken killing this kind of thing as a normal thing, and even regarded it as a natural part of life.

Only such a person can kill such a terrifying knife from behind so silently. It is not until after the knife is out that it will be noticed because of the murderous aura and momentum brought out by the knife itself.

The middle-aged man held a long black knife as long as the tusks of a poisonous snake, and there were spikes on the back of the knife. This knife is completely opposite to his person, extremely hideous, as if it was directly created from the words 'killing' and 'death' in the roar of countless unjust souls.

Asa was just right to stop the knife. It doesn't mean that you are completely overwhelmed. The long black knife trembled desperately to break through his block, and he kept resisting it desperately. The two knives are intertwined though. But they crush each other with extremely fast frequency and speed. Rub, chop. The vindictiveness, killing intent, and momentum are also impacting and resisting through these two knives.

The person was slashed back by this knife in the back, and his momentum was completely suppressed. The power, killing intent, skill and momentum on this knife have been completely integrated with this person's mind and soul, although it is not hideous and terrifying, but it is pervasive and irresistible. Asa only felt that his defence could be breached at any moment.

Although it was only a sneak attack. But with just such a sword, the person's own temperament and soul have been integrated with the realm of attack, and this person has definitely surpassed the realm of martial arts and murderous aura like Roland or Lancelot.

In the process of flying, the foot finally landed, but the person still continued to retreat, this block still could not be completely blocked, the knife and the muscles in the hand and the fighting spirit of Caizhong were moaning together, and they could not be supported at any time.

Asa suddenly put down his knife with one hand, and a large dark green flame flashed out from his hand and pressed towards the man's body, the unique smell and rotten smell of necromantic magic was as good as the dead green color, and people knew at a glance that this was no ordinary flame.

He's betting, betting that this person won't fight with him. Even if this person could seriously injure or even kill him with this knife, this flame would still burn on him, and the result of being burned by this kind of flame mixed with necromantic magic would definitely not be much lighter than receiving such a knife.

Sure enough, even though Asa himself had let go of his defense and resistance, this man did not dare to continue to shoot, he could only kick out, kick on Asa's chest and fly backwards.

A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and Asa felt as if this kick was not on his chest, but directly into his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and crushed it, almost making him vomit his heart and lungs along with this mouthful of blood. But as this mouthful of blood spurted out, the dead green flame in his hand also wrapped itself in a ball of fire, and shot out with the person's retreating figure.

Before the blood was spurted, he closed his knife and fired two rounds of green fireballs with his hands, two, four, six, and eight rounds of green fireballs whistling out of his hand like a crossbow, spinning and attacking this person in different curves and directions and time differences. There was a sudden heat in the air, and it was the same heat that had been burned after the decaying corpses had been burned, and the smell of death and decay was so strong that one wanted to cut off one's nose.

This time, there was also a hint of surprise on the face of the sneak attacker. It's not a fireball anymore, it's more like a small meteor shower, and even the most advanced mage can't seem to shoot like a crossbow like this.

As he flew back, he took out his knife, and the black fanged long knife pierced directly through the fireball in the center. The fireball didn't explode, but was skewered on the knife like a fruit. He continued to retreat, and the long black knife kept stabbing out, and all the flying fireballs were actually stabbed on the knife.

Standing still, the fireball on the knife had merged into a huge green flame ball, and the person's expression also looked a little solemn and laborious. He drew his knife from the fireball, holding the knife in both hands, and his feet went forward and backward, and with a muffled thunderous shout, he slashed down, a black brilliance flashed, and this green necromantic fireball broke through it, and the black aftermath of the knife slashed straight towards Asa.

Asa stepped sideways, and the tree behind him let out an unpleasant crunch, and was split into two pieces by the blade. This set of actions with elimination and slashing is natural, and even prevents Asa from continuing to pursue, which can be called the pinnacle of martial arts.

The fireball split in half, did not explode but did not disappear, and fell as two green flames. Two white rays of light flashed from this man's hand, and the green flame and light suddenly dissipated.

Asa breathed a sigh of relief, and the healing magic only circulated through her body and healed all her injuries. Although the fluctuations of the sunwell are still very weak, they still have a considerable boost to his mana. The two of them distanced themselves, and he took a serious look at the sneak attacker, and he was shocked in his heart, if it wasn't for the Whispering Forest and not next to the Sunwell, he might have died.

The man didn't attack again, but looked at Asa, as if he was surprised by the failure of this sneak attack. He scraped Asa up and down with a wood-like look before he spoke, "You killed Eschel?"

Asa still had a mask on his face, but the fight just now, especially the Lianzhu Necromantic Fireball Technique, was almost already a sign of his identity. Legends of the necromantic magic used by the Assassin who assassinated Bishop Achor have long been in Celeste.

"Who are you?" asked Asa. This person just used white magic, but he can pierce the fireball containing necromantic magic, fuse, and then cut it in two, even if this person's martial arts skills are high and strong, it is impossible to do it with these alone, the only possibility is that the black long knife is also attached to the necromantic magic.

"Lord Tamik, it's Knight Talis. The two sneak attackers over there spoke. The two men recognized each other after being attacked by Talis.

"Master Tamik, why are you here?" said Talis, looking at the attacker in amazement. Although few people in Celeste knew about this mysterious knight, Talis, as a disciple of Lancelot and one of the Templars, at least knew him.

"Knight Talis, is that what Lord Lancelot asked you to come out to practice, is that why you are fooling around with this kind of person?"