When this knife technique was unleashed, not only Landrew and Milton were shocked, but even Morris and Tár, who were ready to do it in the distance, were stunned.

Knights are a class in hand-to-hand combat, but even knights like them, who have condensed the ritual, do not have such amazing sword skills.

They are more about honing their bodies, and although they also practice skills such as swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the focus is always on the use of life force.

Among the three elements of martial arts, the knights are more inclined to the body, they hone their bodies day after day, let the life force from the body, go through the maintenance, overflow, refining, and finally under the deeds of letting the world sing, obtain merit and enter the return stage.

Nether showed the skill in another element at this time, which naturally made the two people who had walked to a certain height on the side of the general body sigh.

It was in this exclamation that Morris made his move.

Tal sighed because he was able to genuinely appreciate Nether's swordsmanship, and Nether was his young master.

And Morris can't appreciate that kind of knife skill wholeheartedly, the stakes are at stake, he has to do it, and he can't let Landru die no matter what.

At least he couldn't die until Randru shipped his ordnance out.

He stepped into the air, and at that moment, the critical layer was oppressed in some way, the space began to distort, and Maurice teleported in the flesh and came to the front of Nether.

Although space travel cannot be done, it is difficult to operate at the passage of the critical layer, and the essence of life has become inhuman.

His fingers flicked, and the overflowing life force was like a substantial presence, like an impenetrable iron wall, resisting Nether's blade.

The other finger, as if inserted into the mud, plunged into Randru's armpit without hindrance, gently touching Randru's heart, which had stopped beating.

Then the furious life force, like countless filaments, pierced the key of each of Randru's life cycles, and then vibrated to awaken Landru's life that had stopped working.

Before Landru could say something, he noticed that the centrifugal ritual was also in operation, and Morris's indifferent words rang out: "Activate the circle and transport the ordnance away, or the ritual will collapse." ”

Feeling the urge of the ritual, Landru could only choose to activate the magic circle that had been arranged a long time ago, arrange those logs with force field spells, and push them into the river next to them.

Milton, on the other side, had no such good luck, Nether's blade completely killed most of his life, and he could only survive on the powerful recovery power of the vampire, but the more this happened, the more active the anti-blood worms became, and the wolf head worms hatched out of his body, gnawing at his flesh, making him cry in pain.

"That's not going to work, I should call you Viscount Grah. However, Nether did not pay attention to the wailing Milton, but spoke to Maurice, "It is only reasonable that I should distribute the goods." ”

"You attacked my warehouse and tried to steal my things, and you dare to talk to me like that?" Maurice looked at the sudden appearance of Tarr defensively, his face expressionless, but the indifferent eyes were putting pressure on Nether.

The Guerra family has gained a lot of benefits by smuggling ordnance over the years, and now that this line has been broken, whether it is to hide the evidence of the crime or to make a final profit to stop the loss, he must get the last batch of ordnance in his hands.

"For Tar's sake, I can ignore your offense this time, but if you still want to stop me, don't blame me for being rude, presumably the Ronnie family doesn't want to have any more enemies of our Gera family. ”

"Isn't the Guerra family an enemy for a long time?" said Nether without flinching, "Let Saba assassinate me as an assessment of Quito, it should be your order." ”

"Even if you want to talk about offense, you should be the one who offended me!"

Morris's pupils shrank, he originally thought that Nether could find this weapon because Landru had attacked him before, so Nether found it here for revenge, but now Nether's words revealed too much information.

The other party has already checked the line of Sabakito, which means that the other party knows more things than he imagined.

But then, Morris was laughed at angrily.

In any case, Nether is still just a genius, and the so-called genius is nothing more than a highly-anticipated weakling.

And he has condensed his merits, and the difference between the two can only be that Nether offends him, even if Tal is here.

There will always be only the weak offending the strong, and there will be no strong offending the weak.

Morris thinks so, Tal can't stay with Nether forever, as long as he grabs a gap, Nether can only be kneaded by him.

He looked at Nether, his eyes changed instantly, and under the flow of life force, something overflowed from his eyes, with an ominous aura, like a distorted shadow.

"The Shadow of Life. Nether quickly recognized what it was, an advanced life force technique, after entering the return stage, the person's life force will become more and more vigorous, so strong that if it is not suppressed, then the life force will infect other life around him.

For example, Nether's charisma will affect the creatures around him, bringing the life and even spirit of those animals close to him.

Knights will normally suppress their own life influence, but in some cases, they can also use it to attack other life forms.

This method is called the shadow of life, and once you are hit, you will be affected by the other party's life to some extent, and there will be a suppression similar to bloodline.

This method is disgusting and difficult to remove, even if Tal wants to be lifted, he can only use the shadow of life to affect Nether in the same way.

At that time, Tar, who is a servant, has a life suppression of Nether, and this kind of mockery must make Nether recognize the difference between the strong and the weak.

It was only when the shadow of life overflowed from Maurice's eyes that he heard the sound of the hands of the clock turning.

Tick!

The Shadow of Life returned to his eyes once more, and this change even made Morris feel that he had the illusion that he had used the Shadow of Life.

Siseph sighed and walked out to the side, the clock in his hand ticking, some kind of power in his hands, and Maurice felt an instinctive threat.

Tal flicked his shoulders and flashed his fists.

Nether carried the knife, and the star spirit beside him turned slightly, and a trace of force field power emanated from its body, silently transforming the environment.

Thunder flashed in the sky, as if something was being born.

With a smile on his face, Nether asked Morris, "Then may I ask, whose shipment is it now?"

Morris silently withdrew the shadow of life in his eyes, and after formally looking at Nether, he smiled: "It seems that I underestimated you." ”

"Ronnie's boy, this time I lost, you can also take the goods, I hope you can always win in the future. Morris seemed to bless Nether, and then directly turned around and pressed the surface of the critical layer and teleported away.

The Landrews over there are already stupid, it turns out that all hope is fake, and they have enough strength to ambush them at the beginning, and they are desperate no matter how they struggle.

"I can give you all the knowledge and resources I have gathered. Randru looked at Nether, his eyes full of pleading, "I have only one request for Nether, to spare Yolanda." ”

Nether looked at such a humble Landru and nodded, which was kind of an agreement to Landru's request.

Randru had no choice, and after knowing that he had no way to live, his complex personality was finally unified, and his love for Yolanda once again prevailed.

After getting Nether's consent, Landru began to reproduce all of his knowledge and resources through mental power and gave them to Nether.

Then he looked into the distance with confusion in his eyes, and muttered, "What is my life?"

No one answered, and he himself didn't seem to understand, so he automatically overflowed his spiritual power and died.

Nether looked at his corpse, then on Milton on the other side.

With a wave of the invisible blade of his hand, he flew out and sliced him in half, but the two halves of the body quickly turned into a puddle of blood, and the real Milton did not know when he had fled.

Nether is not in a hurry about this.

"Run, run, there will be someone waiting for you in your escape route. ”