With a wave of Saza's right hand, the magic array flashed, and almost instantly, four wind blades rushed towards the tall man holding the sword at four different angles. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAfter this period of experience, after the promotion, the first wind blade released by inertia casting can already exert 100% power, and although the power of the third and fourth has declined a lot, it is enough to penetrate the body of ordinary people.

But I saw the man's long sword on the opposite side swinging lightly, and suddenly the blue light on the blade of the sword was faintly swept. Seeing this Saza, he already had it in his heart, the opponent was really not to be underestimated, he had already mastered the power of the wind fighting spirit. When the first order is lower than the first order, all the warriors have mastered are the power of the battle spirit that does not have the attributes, and if they want to master the power of the attribute battle spirit, then at least after the advancement.

"It's this kind of cross-level battle again!" the mage couldn't help but curse secretly, he had really been lucky lately.

With a swing of the swordsman's straight long sword, he directly defeated the two wind blades that were hit, and then flexibly dodged sideways twice, and the attack of the four wind blades was easily disintegrated. He didn't stop, and he went straight for Saza with his sword.

Seeing the swordsman's speed, Saza immediately cast the wind blade while retreating to widen the distance. But what stunned him was that the swordsman no longer stopped to resist the wind blade this time, but shuttled directly and flexibly between the wind blades, and with that fast footstep, he rushed in front of him almost in the blink of an eye.

The cold light flashed, and Saza only felt a tingling in his scalp, and he could almost feel that the light long sword was about to draw snowflakes on himself in the next moment. But when he came to his senses, all he saw was the tip of the sword pointing at his throat, and the other party's unruly look.

"Is that all there is to it, mage?" said the swordsman, "and I really don't feel worthy of myself. ”

"Do you dare to give me another chance?" Saza, who had been subdued in a few moments, asked with a slight provocation without showing the slightest weakness at the moment. If it had been in a previous life, or a few days earlier, he would have been overwhelmed with fear by a murderous guy with a sword pointed at his throat like this. But after all the dangers he had been through lately, he seemed to have gotten used to the feeling of being in a hurry.

The most important thing is that he is sure that the other party will definitely agree. And he is more sure that he will definitely take advantage of this opportunity.

"I'll see. Sure enough, the swordsman withdrew his sword and took a step back. But as soon as that step landed, a touch of playfulness flashed on his face, and he immediately stabbed with his sword, so that the so-called opportunity was as if it had never appeared.

But in fact, what Saza wanted was the step he stepped back, and when the other man stabbed him with his sword again, he had already stretched out his left hand. Between the five fingers of the back and forth, a magic circle was running rapidly, and if the swordsman had learned magic, he would have noticed that on the complex magic circle, there was a mark called "Nightmare".

In an instant, the situation changed dramatically. Even if the swordsman didn't know the nightmare magic, he could still feel the pressure of the magic circle before it could release its magic, and the gale summoned by the mage was already roaring in his ear, pulling at his earrings defiantly.

The swordsman understood that he had lost the opportunity to pierce the throat of the black-haired mage, and was about to choose to retreat, but found that it was too late, and a blue light shot out from the magic array, so he had to bite the bullet and swing his sword first to resist.

The storm balloon that condensed the turbulence of several hurricanes exploded, and in an instant it exploded into a raging wave, and the raging wind was like a mad beast that had been imprisoned for a hundred years and saw the light of day, savagely crashing against everything it saw.

The brutal attack even smashed the wall of the innocent implicated wooden house next to it, and uprooted the weeds on the ground. Standing in the wind, Saza didn't mean to retreat at all, and the magic he cast wouldn't hurt him, but he needed to use his hands to block the dirt and rocks blowing in the wind from time to time.

I don't know the name of this newly learned nightmare magic in the wasteland, but its power is unquestionable.

When this magic is cast, it looks like a ball, but it is more of a knot than a ball, and when the magic is concluded, the magic array will transform the wind element into a hurricane turbulence, and Saza needs to use magic to condense these turbulences into a ball, as if tying a knot, the turbulence that is condensed together will repel each other, become more and more restless, and when it is cast, it will burst out with amazing power.

But as powerful as this magic is, it also has fatal flaws. The knots formed by the turbulence condensation are extremely unstable and can explode at any time after being cast. When exploding, the turbulent attacks that are cast are uncontrollable, and if they can't be accurately exploded close to the enemy. Everything that does then will be useless. Of course, this time, it slammed into the swordsman's blade with great precision.

The wind gradually eased. Saza looked around, but there was no sign of the swordsman, perhaps he had been knocked there. He didn't have time to think about it so much, he only felt a sense of powerlessness in his body, and he couldn't help squatting down. The cost of casting this nightmare spell is too great. Wind Tooth, which was difficult to grasp before, can now be cast several times now, but this magic, he does not dare to guarantee that he can cast it twice in a short time.

"Mage boy, you're really strong. ”

A voice came out, and Saza shuddered, it was the swordsman! He wasn't dead? At that distance, he was blown up by those hurricane turbulences, and he should have been pierced by a huge impact!

While he was in doubt, the figure of the swordsman had reappeared in front of him.

Looking up, Saza saw the other man walking slowly towards him with a sword in one hand and his waist in one hand.

"To be honest, I really didn't want to kill you at first. I've really been thinking about it for a long time," the swordsman also seemed to see the mage's state, and said goodbye in advance, "But, I don't have a choice. I'm sorry!" When the words fell, he instantly rushed at an accelerated speed, but it was no longer as fast as before.

'Do you still have to use this trick after all?' Sensing that the real moment of life and death had come, Saza also took out his dagger and slashed it into his palm.

Just when the dagger was about to lick the blood between the hand seals, a crisp sound of "poof" came into his ears, and when he looked again, there was already an extra person in front of him. "Mr. Pete?" he called out the other man's name, a little stunned.

However, the soldier did not have time to greet him at the moment, because he was greeting another person: "Franks, I didn't expect you to do such a thing, I said, I will not show mercy, even you." ”

After questioning, the scene suddenly fell silent.

"I didn't have a choice. After a long time, the swordsman sighed.

The soldier stood in front of Saza with his spear crossed, his spear still glenching with golden light. He spat out the tobacco hanging from his mouth and said, "You go, I don't want to take advantage of an injury." Remember, there won't be a second time. ”

After a long silence, the swordsman turned and was about to leave. But I heard the black-haired mage over there roar: "Soldier, are you pumping your brain? At this time, you are still talking about human feelings? Then why don't you help him carry me? You go into the house and see, that guy has killed more than a dozen people!"

"It's a good idea. The soldier replied.

The swordsman turned around and said, "Mage boy, you can see clearly before you speak, I just knocked these people unconscious." After saying that, he walked away without looking back, and he couldn't tell why he couldn't help but want to explain.

When he said this, Saza also remembered that he really didn't see blood stains on the other party's long sword.

"See before you speak, boy!" Pete repeated Franks' words to Saza as if he had taught him a lesson.

"Why are you here?" Saza asked, skipping the previous topic, and he immediately replied for the other party, "You follow me?"

Pete was obviously not satisfied with the mage's reaction: "Boy, shouldn't you say thank you to me first?"

Speaking of which, Saza's tone was much better: "Well, thank you, Mr. Soldier. But I haven't lost yet. ”

"Come on," the soldier laughed as if the mage was being strong, and then ruthlessly debunked, "I think you've run out of magic, right?"

But Saza knew that he was telling the truth, and that winning or losing was not yet decided.

That's true, but the blood on my body hasn't dried up yet. Saza didn't say anything, "You better think about what to do with the dozen or so masked men lying on the ground." I suggest you find a longer rope, or...... Look for their school badges. See you next time, Mr. Soldier. ”

"Difficult little imp!" the soldier said again, looking at his back in the distance. Then, he looked at the masked people lying on the ground behind him.