"Is there really no way to get out of the pursuit?"

"Yes." Qin Ling looked at the Night Binding Spirit who was close at hand, and responded in a deep voice, "Actually, there are two ways. ”

"Which two?" Ma Dong was puzzled.

"First, wait for dawn."

"What about the second one?"

"I've heard that the Nightbound Spirits actually have a strange trait - color blindness, which means that they can't see green and red."

"What do you mean......" Ma Dong immediately thought of something, and said eagerly, "Let me go and help you find the green and red clothes now, right?" ”

"It's you, Brother Ma, talking to smart people is effortless." Qin Ling was so moved that he was about to cry, "If I have a hard fight with the Night Binding Spirit now, it's okay to say one or two, I'm afraid that when the time comes, all the Yin soldiers will be attracted over, and the immortals will be difficult to save." ”

Ma Dong nodded solemnly.

"Okay, since you saved me the first few times, it's time for me to protect you this time - you must hold on and wait for me to come back."

With that, Ma Dong strode out of the alley.

This move also confirmed that Qin Ling's conjecture was correct - even if the two sides passed by, the Night Binding Spirit had no intention of making a move against Ma Dong.

If you don't kill, you won't be killed.

Really interesting rules.

"Can you give me time for a song?"

Qin Ling looked at the knight in the distance with a smile on his face, but the boning knife in his hand was silently attached to a layer of flames.

"I can explain everything that happened tonight."

The other party just looked at him calmly like that.

This kind of reaction made Qin Ling a little weak - if I use a boning knife or something to cut other people's heavy armor, there should be something wrong with my head, right?

"Thou shalt be guilty."

If the other party was not a knight's undead, Qin Ling really felt that it was something that could only be said by a young man with a second middle school illness.

The slots are full.

Qin Ling was the first to attack, he first jumped lightly onto the garbage bin next to him, jumped high with the lid of the box as a springboard, and then fell from a high place, showing a slashing momentum.

Ancient samurai often raised their swords above their heads, just to use that momentum to increase the power of their attacks.

However, the knight didn't move, allowing the boning knife infused with fire magic to sweep across his shoulder armor and heart guards.

The moment the two came into contact, a string of brilliant fires flashed, but it did not leave a trace on the armor.

This armor ...... It's a little too hard.

Unable to strike a blow, Qin Ling didn't even think about it, and rolled out directly to the side and rear.

Keng——

The crisp sound of steel crashing sounded.

Qin Ling looked back, and the foothold where he was standing was splashed by the gravel cut by the waist knife, leaving a deep hole.

If Qin Ling's reaction speed is not fast, it is estimated that this knife will send him directly to see the king of Hades.

"He is wearing heavy armor, and ordinary swords and arrows are probably useless to him, so he must find a way to break the defense."

Seeing that the other party didn't have the idea of immediately pounced, Qin Ling began to brew a magical attack in secret.

Among all the elemental lineages, Qin Ling had the strongest perception of the fire element, so he didn't hesitate to choose to create the Fireball Technique!

The so-called creation magic is actually based on imagination and affinity for the elements, and then combined with its own magic circuit, to create its own way of casting spells.

In this way, the magic created by oneself can reach the ultimate proficiency from the very beginning.

Even......

Truly chant-free spellcasting!

Qin Ling retreated one after another, and a flash of fire suddenly flashed in his palm.

Boom –

A ball of cyan fire was thrown out by him, slamming into the Nightbound Spirit's body.

Although this guy is immune to physical attacks, Qin Ling's magic attacks are extremely effective against him.

Because Qin Ling could visibly perceive that he actually leaned back under this blow, if he hadn't grabbed the reins with one hand, he was afraid that he would have been directly blown out!

"Isn't it? This can only be a stumbling block? ”

In normal times, Qin Ling would definitely be complacent, after all, he could compress such a high concentration of fireballs, which was enough to smash the others.

The most important thing is that he can do it instantaneously!

It can be placed on the Night Binding Spirit, and the effect is really not obvious.

Perhaps it was Qin Ling's attack that completely angered this knight, and he actually let out a roar of "driving" and galloped towards Qin Ling on horseback.

The alleys were very narrow, and it stands to reason that the cavalry could not perform as well as they should.

Rao is like this, and the other party still chooses to charge.

Qin Ling was only a moment's delay, and this gap of just one or two seconds was enough for the other party to kill in front of him.

"Whoever transgresses my territory, die!"

The knight's voice became extremely high-pitched, as if all his strength was gathered on a single sword, and he slashed towards Qin Ling without any fancy skills.

Sonor!

After the crisp sound of metal clashing.

The boning knife in Qin Ling's hand was knocked away in an instant, and his own tiger's mouth was also shocked with blood from the other party.

It's too strong!

I'm afraid that the opponent's strength attribute is already close to 300.

And Qin Ling himself is only about a hundred.

Qin Ling, who had lost his weapon, could only use his mental power to intervene in the opponent's actions in the face of the knights' continuous attacks.

But in less than half a second, the opponent's blade was already infinitely close to Qinling.

With the blessing of the Eye of Foresight, Qin Ling was surprised to find that no matter what way he used to dodge, he would be injured by the other party.

If he chooses to dodge this knife, he will also be hit by the opponent's three-eyed fire bolt on the shoulder.

At the time of danger, Qin Ling could only choose to buy a steel shield again, hold it high above his head, and meet the waist knife that came from the slash.

But the other party's firearm slammed into the foot of the Qinling Mountains less than 20 centimeters.

Qin Ling looked at the crater on the ground with palpitations, glad that the other party hit crookedly, otherwise he would definitely have to hang some color.

Suddenly, Qin Ling went through the little historical knowledge he had left in his mind.

He instantly remembered the image of a traditional cold weapon-

Chopping knife.

A long knife was held in Qin Ling's hand.

This knife looks very much like the big sword or Japanese knife of the R country, which is the standard horse chopping knife used in the army during the Ming Dynasty!

When he saw this knife, the Nightbound Spirit was visibly shocked, and the speed of the slash also slowed down a bit.

Qin Ling seized this opportunity, and without hesitation, he swung his horse slashing knife and slashed at the horse's leg viciously, preparing to abolish the opponent's speed advantage first.

However, the bones of the horse's legs were much harder than expected, and the knife failed to cut off, and even the blade was directly stuck on it.

Qin Ling was stunned.

He even clumsily stepped on the knife, but he didn't get it.

He looked up slowly, and saw that Nightbound was staring at him with disdain—

Although those pupils looked like two clusters of flames, Qin Ling could still see the emotions contained in the other party.

"Big brother, can you stop slapping your face later?"