"Forgive me, you don't even have the qualifications to fight me, I can do all three things, sword, magic, bow and arrow, if you are a genius, then I am not a peerless demon!" Lynch's voice echoed in this space for a long time, and everyone present was shocked, looking at the back with a different look. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sharpshooter roared, "Kill!"

A pitch-black magic arrow condensed, setting off a violent storm of magic power, and when the magic arrow condensed and formed, many veins appeared above, densely packed, as complex as a star.

The arrow was completely formed, the whole body was pitch black, the cold light shimmered, the wisps of black mist were filled, and the arrow was breathtaking.

In fact, there is no need for Lynch to say that the archer also knows that he is not an archer, but it is precisely this that makes people frightened, the other party does not even have an exclusive bow weapon, and only relies on a longbow condensed by magic to fight, if he is given a real longbow, what is the outcome?

He couldn't believe that as long as he could kill the other party, it was the right choice.

"Die!"

"Death, the Sword of Time!" Lynch disappeared into space, avoiding the black arrow, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the other party. "Kill!"

"Get out!" the sharpshooter snorted, and a sharp knife slashed through the sky, blocking the blow.

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The azure swords and swords collided in everything, and the crisp sound of metal resounded. Lynch held the hilt of the sword tightly, and with a single force, the sword body burst out with ten thousand blue rays, and the breath of time exploded, which could devour all things.

"No!" the archer's face changed drastically, and he rolled to the side regardless of his image, his breath weakened, and he was injured by the breath of time.

Lynch felt something strange as a warm current converged on his forehead, and the blue line became darker, while the blue bar on the archer's forehead disappeared.

When the color of the blue bar becomes darker, there is a essence energy that descends and washes itself.

"That's the feedback of the dimensional heart, the more points you get, the greater the benefit to you, some people say it's about the mysterious power of fate," the girl in the blue dress told her, interested in the boy in front of her.

There are many professions on the continent, each profession has countless skills, integrating attack, defense, and spirit, and the more skills you choose, the more powerful you are, but the more difficult it is to advance. And there are many people like Lynch who are exposed to several professions, but they are all stuck in the bottleneck without exception, and those who can be promoted are strong people who give up the rest of the road.

But Lynch is also special, he has reached the peak of all three professions, even if he fights against geniuses of the same profession, there will not be much difference.

"I admit defeat," the sharpshooter said in a deep voice.

Lynch put away his sword, came to him, and looked down, "Heh, you are the one who wants to kill me first, and now it is you who admit defeat and do not fight, what kind of person are you and me, if you can't fight, run away!"

"That's right, that guy isn't a good guy and deserves to die!" a discordant voice rang out from the crowd.

The hearts of the people palpitated, who dared to say such a thing, no one dared to laugh at the sharpshooter even if he was defeated, because he came from a big force, the ancient scary, even the sages had to be treated respectfully.

The archer's face was gloomy, and he looked in a certain direction, only to see Bran glaring back, shouting: "Oh, it's you, what do you see, Xue Zangzi is amazing, even I have teased the ice girl, and I'm afraid of you a waste?"

"Very well, you are looking for death!" the sharpshooter shuddered all over, and white gas erupted from under his cloak, which showed how angry he was.

Snow Hidden Son is so noble, once he is born, he can be compared to the peerless demon, and he is recognized as a strong man. Therefore, he had the confidence to think that Lynch would not dare to kill him, so he gave the other party a face and admitted defeat.

Unexpectedly, there would be people who don't know how to lift and dare to dismantle the stage at this time.

Bran was not afraid that things would make a big fuss, and the reputation of the son of Sin City Darren was not covered, so he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Come and see, everyone, the archers can't afford to lose, and they have begun to move out of Lao Tzu to oppress people." ”

The voice echoed in the Demon Ancient Ruins, and more than half of the people heard the news and cast puzzled glances, how could a dignified archer fail?

The archer couldn't help it anymore and shouted, "Die!"

Lynch's heart jumped, and he quickly dived into shadow mode and disappeared into space. The black-robed man was as quiet as a rock, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, giving people the illusion that if he made a move, he would definitely destroy this area.

The black-robed hunter was in a hurry, and the sharpshooter slowly raised his head, and his cloak fell down, revealing a resolute face. "Do you know what a snow treasure is?"

Amon came out of the crowd, his face was solemn, and the people around him found the purple light on his forehead, and his eyes were both shocked and fiery, purple?

Amon glanced weakly at the people around him, his azure pupils flickering, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

A group of people followed the wolf out of the upper area in disbelief, to the bottom, and when they were sure that it was only themselves, they pounced on it, and soon, Amon walked with a cheerful step, whistling, and the light on his forehead became deeper and deeper, ready to break through to gold.

"It's rumored that you have a complete Lost Magic Heritage, and that you're a Sleeper of the Ancient Era," Bran looked up slowly, casual and serious.

Lynch's face was embarrassed, and he finally lifted the shadow mode, and now, the entire space was wrapped in the power of the law, which meant that this man had been able to master the power of the realm and reach the holy realm.

"No, it's not allowed to appear here, isn't it!" Lynch suddenly looked at the man with a shocked expression, the only thing that could explain this phenomenon was that the other party had mastered the power of the law in advance.

Is it because of their talent that Snow Hidden Sons are so terrifying!

"It seems that that rumor is true, you are the geniuses of the last era, and you have the cultivation system of the previous era, and you are the object that our generation cannot surpass. Bran spoke, confirming his suspicions.

Feeling the gaze from the crowd, Lynch saw that Amon was beckoning his claws, and a thought came: "Boy, use the shadow to sneak and run, if he liberates his power, the Holy Domain can be killed, don't care about the stinky boy above him, he has a lot of life-saving means, dare to provoke Xue Zangzi, he is not afraid of the other party's liberation power at all." ”

"Okay, good, you're really looking for death!" the man said three words in a row, his voice rumbling, he had never been angry, whether it was in the last era or now, who dared to talk to him like this.

A dark feather grew from the man's back, wrapped it in it, and its wings ignited, and a majestic force was born, setting off a fierce wind.

The two wings were very desolate and weird, and the inky liquid slowly dripped down the wings, and then unfolded violently, and thousands of black lights burst away, "Ahhhh

"No!"

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Under the black light, the blood rain was one after another, and the archer bathed in the blood rain, feeling extremely happy, and the glow in front of his forehead became brighter and brighter, from dark blue all the way to purple, vaguely meaning to break through gold. (To be continued.) )