The Spy subconsciously slashed his knife and split the leaf from it, but this was exactly what he meant to hide behind Pauli, and he swung his weapon in his hand and pounced on the former with the overwhelming force of Tarzan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

(Oops, you shouldn't have chopped branches, you should have hidden.) That was the Spy's last thought before he died.

Killing the leader of the pursuers by surprise, Pauli squatted down to eliminate the force of the fall, and when he stood up again, he already held the weapon of the dead enemy in his left hand, he threw it to the other side, the long sword was inserted into a tree trunk, shook off the blood stains on his sword, and smiled: "Ha, it turns out that it is such a fool who has been chasing us for a long time." ”

The surrounding killers were slightly stunned and did not panic. They are not mercenaries hired on a temporary basis for money, but elite soldiers who are part of the Narig army and have pledged allegiance to the kingdom.

Cultivating a batch of top powerhouses is as expensive as building a mage legion, and few forces in the world can afford it, but there is naturally a plan to retreat to the next best - cultivating second-class elite warriors: select those with higher talent and slightly more physical energy from the physically strong soldiers, and strictly train them into elites whose strength is between swordsmen and great swordsmen, but far beyond those who are idle.

A strong man may be able to deal with ten elites, but the number of elites in the world is far more than ten times that of the strong.

This time, the one who was brought by Nick to Anteli to perform a special mission was such a one-in-a-hundred elite, and any of them had the strength level of a high-level great swordsman, and all of them could skillfully use their fighting spirit to increase their strength and speed. The man lying on the ground with his head blossomed was called their leader, but in fact he was just a leader assigned by Nick to be in charge of tracking, and now that he had caught up with the target, his life or death would not have much impact on the outcome of the battle.

Three of the six killers gathered elite soldiers from Pauli, Midland, and Narieg to face off in the land of Antelli. The strength of the killers is comparable to that of Morfan and Silna, and they are slightly inferior to Pauli individually, but the three of them join forces, and the latter has no chance!

The three of them quickened their pace, ready to quickly take out Pauli and besiege Rod. Just as he was close to the distance of the battle and was about to launch a life-and-death blow, a rope unexpectedly popped out of the fallen leaves on the ground and quickly tightened, and a killer was tripped under his feet and lost his balance instantly.

At this level of strength, the warring sides are actually similar to many well-known powerhouses in terms of skills, and all that remains is the lack of fighting spirit, experience momentum and the opportunity to become famous.

With the two crisp sounds of "dang" and "dang", Pauli simply broke up the opponent's hastily constructed defense with two sharp blows, and slashed the opponent's chest with a sword.

After pulling up the rope and tripping one of them, Ciri quickly jumped from between the branches and leaves where he was hiding, pulled out Pauli's sword and threw it at the trunk of the tree, and rushed towards Rhodes who was surrounded by three killers at the same time that the other two were wrapped around Pauli.

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Controlling the magic power in his body, converging it on his arm and turning it into a gushing out of fighting energy, Rhodes has only mastered and used it for only two days, and he actually has to use it to deal with elite soldiers who are one in a hundred and whose strength is far beyond ordinary people.

Each of these elites was a warrior who had held a sword for more than ten years and was able to drive a little bit of vindictiveness, and because he was in the prime of life, each was no weaker than the opponent that Rhodes faced in the final of the tournament. Against the previous one, Rhodes can defeat his opponent in a hundred ways, against the first two, he must fight the enemy with all his strength, and against the third, he has no hope of winning with the usual fighting style.

Even if their companions were caught in a trap and died, they did not hesitate or panic - as long as they killed the silver-gray haired young man in the encirclement, they could complete as many personal tasks as they could.

The teenager has no habit of analyzing the current situation, but he instinctively understands the danger of his situation. He didn't understand that he hadn't done anything unreasonable, so why would someone kill him?

Rod Foster, son of the Duke of Upper Winway, will not sit idly by!

"Yikes!".

The energy rushed wildly in his body, and his body seemed to make an unbearable creaking sound, he didn't care about the other two, burst out with all the magic power he could drive, used all his strength, and flashed a bright fighting light on his body, and swung the incredibly light sword in his hand at a meteor-like speed, colliding with the weapon of the nearest killer.

The feeling of collision in his hand told Rod that he could almost knock the opponent's weapon away like a vegetable in a game with this full blow, but if he didn't, it didn't ...... He turned his wrist, and the sword in his hand looked like a living thing. His opponent jumped backwards, and he followed suit to launch a second and third attack, and the sword was once again blocked.

Before he had time to marvel at the boy's strength, the killer noticed that the other party's movements were a little strange: he only held the sword with one hand to keep it suppressed, and with the other hand, he opened the palm of his five fingers and aimed it at the killer's face, muttering a low word, and the orange-red light that was close at hand stung the killer's eyes.

Deal with magic, either hide or just as magic. To put it lightly, the two of them are in a state of wrestling with each other's weapons, how to dodge? and deal with it with magic...... If Narig sent a team of killers out, all of them could be geniuses of demonic and martial dual cultivation, how could they be forced to surrender to the Empire?

There was no way to dodge at such a close distance, and the killer couldn't dodge the fireball, the flames exploded on the side of his face, and the attacker could no longer remain serious and cold, screaming and retreating, and at the same time, there were two sharp pains in Rod's back.

Thankfully, these elite special forces soldiers from the Narig Intelligence rarely join forces against the enemy, and although they are far superior to the wild hunters Rod dealt with when he first met Ciri, they are not very good at combos. If one of the two chooses to attack Rod's bare head or lower legs, the boy's story will come to an abrupt end in the woods, but Rhodes wins:

They all chose the safest and often quickest solution to the battle: attacking Rhodes' undefended and biggest target, his back, killing his heart or other organs.

It's a pity that what they encountered this time was not the usual situation, even if the leader of the team, Nick, had been following and observing for several months, he didn't find that there was an invulnerable layer of demonized spider silk under Rod's clothes. A slash and a stab hit Rhodes in the back, and the impact was so powerful that the boy inevitably staggered forward. Instead of falling, he used this force to chase forward, knocking down his opponent and crushing him to the ground, as Ciri's otherworldly steel sword, said to have been forged by goblins, plunged deep into the killer's body, piercing his heart and pinning him to the ground.

The killer who fell to the ground under the double attack of the fireball and the steel sword made a final struggle, but he had no chance to make a meritorious contribution with the broken heart and the weapon was gone, and as Rod pulled the sword out again, a fountain of blood spurted out, and the first round of battle ended in just a few seconds, and the victory was decided.

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"Soft armor. One of the killers succinctly reminded his colleagues that they quickly switched targets and struck at the unprotected back of Rod's head, but Ciri arrived just in time to cover Rod's rear as he drew his sword.

The two wounds in the back reminded Rhodes's mother's careful arrangement to save him again, the slash may have only left a bruise, but the stab had really caused internal injuries, and the outburst of fighting energy beyond his own strength made his arms and legs sore. He realized that Grom's claim about the dangers of vindictiveness was true, and he hadn't realized it before, but it was just because he hadn't "really" used it with all his might.

The mixture of anger, pain, and adrenaline made Rhodes a little trance-like and bloodthirsty, and he ...... in his life He had never been so badly wounded, and in the slight dizziness, he suddenly understood what the killing intent Grom had said.

He wanted the death of those who followed him and left no one behind.

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