How to look at the Song of Songs, the Windrunner has always thought that this young elf king is just a little different from their philosophy, and in time, this forward-thinking young elf must be one of them, but this ridiculous idea has become a bloody and cruel reality today, an unavoidable battle and an enemy that he never thought of. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Amazing, Song of Solomon. Without the title of the Elven King, Windranger's speech at the moment was more like that of a young partner, only now that the young partner was on the opposite side of him.

"I don't think there's anything surprising, right?" said the Windrunner with a nonchalant expression, as if the Windranger's affectionate title of lowering her body was no different to her than it had been before.

"I want to know why. Unable to convince, Windranger decisively abandoned this path.

"A long life always has to do something different, don't you?" said the Wind Chaser chuckled, and then a moonblade the size of a palm sliced through the sky, and an inescapable battle slowly began with this petite moonblade.

If according to Birmingham, the current situation of the Wind Chaser is obviously to devote infinite life to limited death, looking for the pleasure of death, but now Birmingham also seems to be on the verge of death, after all, facing an existence that even the lantern man feels tricky, which makes Birmingham have to wonder if his brain circuit is normal.

"Living, don't fight head-on, your swordsmanship is of no use to her. "It's not that the lantern bearer is not optimistic about Birmingham's flexible and ethereal sword style, on the contrary, it is precisely because Birmingham's phantom is too fleeting, and in the face of such a powerful opponent, this sword style has no other effect than interference.

"You're looking down on me. The pure white sword spirit was dissatisfied, and furrowed his eyebrows.

"If you have a way to defeat her, I naturally won't say anything, but you should know the living best's situation now, his body can no longer fight, of course, if this is what you mean, I can no longer stop it. The lantern bearer clearly ignored the pure white sword spirit's provocation.

"You!" The pure white sword spirit glared angrily, no longer speaking, the condition of Birmingham's body had been detected the moment she held him up, the lungs were severely injured, this was not an ordinary small injury, if it weren't for Birmingham's own strong body and the lantern man continuously channeling his strength to Birmingham, I am afraid that now what I see is just a corpse in Birmingham, and if I want to see him again, I can only meet in the long river of souls.

The pure white sword spirit, who clearly realized that his side was at a disadvantage, could only swallow helplessly the words of the lantern man's blow, and raised his spirit, surrounded by strong enemies, at least he could not become a burden to Birmingham, and he would never be a dragger.

"Yo, are you really going to fight with me?" The skeleton Rasfil looked at the pure white sword spirit's energetic appearance, and then glanced at the female knight and magician who were on the snowfield and were vigilant against him, and helplessly shook the broken sword in his hand.

"Naturally not, if this demon descendant had a better solution, we naturally would not have resorted to such an extreme method. ”

"Then I'm a bit of a disappointer of your expectations, mortal servant. When the words landed, there was a flash of sword light, and the huge force of the sky fell impressively, and the snowflakes of the flying snow retreated one after another, and the unstoppable huge force rushed sideways, rushing towards Birmingham in mid-air.

The gap in realm cannot be bridged even by the lantern bearer, and it is never possible for a mid-level warrior to defeat an epic hero, even if the opponent is Birmingham, he cannot break this iron rule.

The stabbing of the regent Yaoyue is just an exception, and this exception will not appear a second time, even if he raises the long sword in his hand, Birmingham doesn't know where to start, the huge sword qi that attacked is like a mountain, extremely thick, dexterous body, no, the huge sword qi has completely sealed all directions of Birmingham, a thousand cracks, it is impossible, whether thousands of sword qi can have a little obstacle to this attacking huge force is an unknown.

The crisis is approaching, but Birmingham is powerless to resist, can only watch the huge wave of air that destroys the world with its heavy snowflakes rushing towards his face, the lantern man in the sword is not saying a word at the moment, I don't know whether he is helpless like Birmingham, or looking for a solution.

It turns out that the lantern man will never live up to Birmingham's expectations of him, especially at a time of life and death, when an endless stream of power pours into Birmingham's body from the sword, and the turquoise light slowly flows on Birmingham's body with the influx of power, like a thin light curtain.

"Miss Sword Spirit, who has no character, it's up to you. I don't know when the united front was reached, the pure white sword spirit did not object to the title of the lantern without character in the mouth, but at the same time as the light curtain appeared on Birmingham's body, he shouted coquettishly, like a spring thunder exploded in Birmingham's ears, and a cold breath rushed into Birmingham's body along this spring thunder instantly.

As if someone had smashed a foreign body into it, every organ and nerve in the body was showing an expression of rejection, even Birmingham frowned uncomfortably, and as this foreign body advanced, the silver frost spread between Birmingham's black hair, and the brilliance like purple sparkle stone flashed in Birmingham's pupils again.

Summoned in the same tone, possessed by the sword spirit, an extremely familiar way, but it is a different feeling, this time the entry of the pure white sword spirit is more like a new creature squeezed into Birmingham's body, and the green light of the lantern man influx also plays a different role at the moment, at least Birmingham can clearly feel the moment the pure white spirit enters the body, a layer of pale green twilight has covered the elf's body, the two are no longer one, but separated by a faint film.

"The living, this is a normal phenomenon of soul regression, because the sword spirit at this moment is no longer a simple spirit, now she has some biological characteristics, maybe it may be more appropriate to call her a half-spirit, as for the film can protect your own soul from infection, after all, I don't want to see a mortal servant who is neither male nor female standing in front of me" The lanternman's explanation was vivid, but painful for Birmingham, for a living creature squeezing into his body was already a little unbearable for him, and he had to find something to distract him.

For example, the perfect debut line.

"I said, should this situation be accompanied by a handsome line, after all, now I am possessed by a sword spirit, with a lantern in my hand, and suddenly I have two halos possessed. “”

"Living, your proposal is very exciting, but I have to warn you that the attack of that demon is imminent. The lanternman was silent for a few seconds, and his heart was already shaken, after all, the Lord of Souls really needed a handsome line.

"I agree, just let me tell you. The pure white sword spirit who had taken over control of Birmingham's body was obviously very happy, looking at the incoming wave of qi, he raised the long sword in his hand high, and with Birmingham's expression, he really had a majestic look.

"I had a bad feeling.

"Sympathetic, living. "If you can let the lantern bearer put the living behind, you can feel the seriousness of this matter, but they can't stop the pure white sword spirit who has already shouted at this moment.

"I'll make the head, Birmingham will make the body, and the tasteless lantern man will be in charge of the attack!" What a majestic line, at least, the enemy on the opposite side shook the fire of his soul in disbelief at first, and Tina and Little Ellie didn't say much, just why Birmingham felt a faint sadness, from the beginning he shouldn't have had a trace of expectation for this sword spirit, not at all.