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Can the failure of a few people scare off a group of pride?

Of course not. There is a saying in my hometown: those who know the times are Junjie. Why is it so simple to become a 'Junjie', is it not because the vast majority of people do not shed tears when they see the coffin; Even if you see the coffin, you don't think it's you. is so confident in life, and then he was slapped in the face.

Especially among the three, in addition to the emperor's personal guards, the one wearing a bright red robe seems to be a big beauty with red lips and white teeth, which is rare to see. The magician in black looked like a bad guy. This is definitely not because the Templars are prejudiced, but it is great that many people have the heart to sell favors to the emperor and at the same time gain the hearts of beauties.

The fight between Lin and Azad just seemed so unthreatening. Even if a few people died in front of him, it seemed to be a coincidence and unlucky encounter. is not angry, as if there is no strength, but the speed is fast, more than fancy, and the power is insufficient, this is the evaluation of the two fighting in the eyes of outsiders. Without being in it, no one can experience the great horror in it.

Once they step into the battle circle with full confidence, it is too late to quit. They couldn't even warn the others, they all had to try to survive, and then find that it was all in vain.

When they entered the battle circle, they fully realized what it means to be involuntarily. Their limbs, guided by one of them, will be weaponized against the other. If it's just an ordinary swing arm and kick, then forget it. Sometimes, with the slightest clapping, it will pierce the muscles and skin with its broken bones, and shoot to the other side.

The body is like this, and the weapons and armor on the body are even more unbearable. The armor of God's gift was like paper, cut into pieces by a sword, and picked out by a blow, and attacked the other man. The same goes for weapons. All of them turned into shards in the sky, filling the battle circle.

But such an offensive can only be regarded as a small trick in the eyes of the two attackers. The tip of the sword flicked and picked up, and it was not a big problem to dissolve these broken bones or fragments, or swinging hands and feet. But how could Lin and Azad be so violent, going back where they came from is the most basic, and using these fragments to counterattack the opponent is the way they focus on.

For a time, all kinds of severed arms and stumps flew around in the warring circle, and fragments of weapons and equipment swirled like the wind. And as the two of them alternate attacks again and again, as a medium for fighting between them, the size also becomes smaller and smaller between alternate counterattacks.

In the end, the peace of the three-person solo dance was restored in the battle circle. All the bits and pieces turned to dust, and the original appearance was nothing left.

When the crowd stopped trying to join the battle, the streets of the temple district were left with Templars from various churches. None of them remained intact, not even moaning, making one wonder if they were dead or alive.

As for the lack of people to join, it may be that everyone has recognized the strength of the warring people, or it may be that the young men who are brain-hot and easy to get up to the top have all died, or they have fallen to the ground. In short, when that street left a red mark and an unknown person, no one came forward.

After this chaotic disturbance, the offensive of Lin, Azad, and Yomel changed again.

The exchange that was as fast as lightning became extremely slow. Every movement, every detail, falls into the eyes of the onlookers, who clearly see where the fingers are placed, every fold on the robe, and even the expressions of the three people. In addition to the emperor's personal guards, he is still mysterious in his helmet.

The Khan to Insadus, the spine to the sword, the two swords kept moving on each other's bodies, as if they were connected. The free hand was palm knife to palm knife, fist to fist, and it touched each other solidly and slowly.

In this round of fighting, everyone could see that the magician in the black robe had lost. In his two encounters, his pace retreated by half a point, and the hand he withdrew was also an inch more. You'll need to charge up from a greater distance to deliver what should be a close shot. But both times it was disappointing.

The third time, palm to palm. The magician's palms were as light as they were, as if they were weak. In contrast, the beauty in the big red robe, this palm is slow and slow, but it seems to carry the momentum of wind and thunder, and go away from the mountains and seas.

With great confidence, Azad's third palm is what he considers to be the masterpiece of his life, and he may never be able to hit the same palm again in his life. This palm has a dark energy, which can grasp the first two exchanges, and the regret of not being able to take advantage of the victory to chase and kill the magician in front of him in one fell swoop.

Because of the first two battles, he won not just a little bit in the eyes of outsiders. Instead, he threw all his strength into the magician's arm. Seeing his second blow more unbearable, Azad felt a sense of excitement that the momentum was at the bottom of the situation, and he only waited for the third fight.

However, the palms are butt together, but they are not side-to-side like the first two hands. The first bright energy hit the opponent's palm, and when the second dark energy was about to follow, Lin shook his body as quickly as lightning. Stride, twist the waist, shake the shoulders, raise the arms, and push a string of strength to the palm, but it is a hundred times ten times the second dark energy that hits Azad.

In the midst of the consternation, Azad's arm was raised high, and all his muscles and bones were injured. The arm hidden in the sleeve of the arm, every capillary pore oozes a little bit of blood. And the strength of this blow is not only to the arm. The shoulder was also shaken, shaking Azad's nerves, and he was momentarily stagnant.

But in front of this fatal flaw, Lin hesitated. Is it a good question to take advantage of the situation to kill Azad, or to kill the emperor's personal guards according to the original goal?

It's a pity that Azad doesn't give him much time to choose. The arm that was shocked slammed into a fist and swung it down at a faster speed. Although his arm state has not yet recovered, even if it is complete, it will not be able to meet the magician's palm, but if he uses a weapon, he will not have so many worries.

The downward swing of the arm seemed to grab a weapon out of nothingness, a long alien knife, exuding a treacherous abyssal aura. It only appeared for a moment, and the defensive enchantment of all the surrounding temples was touched!

It was a long knife made entirely of Orihar steel from Hell, not forged, but a weapon born from the corpse of a dead Abyss Lord. Or rather, it is also a demon, the magic knife Forcas. At the same time, it is the last metal material that Cice Insadhu learned, and it is also one of the killer features of the Demon Prince as a hole card.

At the moment when the khan was restrained by Inzadu, the magician in front of him could only use his artifact-level black robe to eat this punch. Or more simply, run away from the distance, leave the living prize of the emperor's personal guard, and let him slaughter it.

Azad smirked. Although the accident that had just happened made him have to use this demon knife. But it doesn't seem to be without gain. If this magician stupidly used his body to slash a half-finished god robe with a demon at the level of an Abyss Lord, I don't know how wonderful it would be.

But a crisp clash of gold and iron shattered Azad's delusions. The second Khan, the second Lin, stood up to block the magic sword Forcas. The blade of the Khan was mercilessly embedded in the blade of the magic sword. Without cutting himself off directly, the magic knife Forkas was enough to laugh at all the weapons.

I haven't figured out how the second group of people appeared, whether it's true or not, and a gust of wind rose in the back of my head. Without hesitation, Azad bowed his head, drew his sword, and kicked on old Yomel next to him. In addition to kicking this stubborn old man away, he also took advantage of the situation to retreat in another direction. At this time, Azad also saw clearly that the gust of wind behind his head was brought up by the third Lin wielding the third box cut khan.

When three people ...... The five of them distanced themselves from each other, and Azad stared at the three magicians standing next to each other who looked exactly the same. The gap on the magic knife Falcass is not fake, and the feeling that Insadu suppressed before is not false. Although the sword was not attached to the back of his head, Azad did not consider the third Khan to be an illusion. That is, all three are true!

But the horrible sight didn't last long, and the two extra magicians disappeared so abruptly. Just like they appeared, they were so unguardable. Lin Guling was the only one left, holding the Khan in his hand, and looked vigilantly in the direction of Azad and Yomer. Judging from his position, no matter who he attacks, he will inevitably face this demon prince.

However, Azad did not continue to attack anyone. He just stood there with his sword crossed in front of him. With a look of displeasure, he said, "Next time someone calls you a magician, help me spit and drown the other party." That palm you just made didn't look like a magician's move. My whole arm is still numb. ”

"Huh." As a killer move, although it was the first time to use it in actual combat, it only achieved such results, and to be honest, Lin was very dissatisfied. So in the face of Azad's words, he only laughed twice, more because he was speechless. Instead, a pair of eyes glanced at the position of the emperor's personal guard, as if he was planning to launch another offensive, and the meaning of the demonstration was strong.

Of course, it was impossible for Azad not to notice someone's small movements, but as if he wasn't interested, he continued: "A warrior's doppelganger is one that will divide part of his own strength and shape another clone that is almost solid. The disadvantage is that how much strength is given up, how much strength will be reduced. In addition to the illusion technique, the so-called doppelganger technique is more like having an extra mouth to chant spells, but can only perform arranged actions. But such a clone can't replicate those special weapons and equipment. So, what's the deal with your doppelganger? You are a good teacher, do you plan to talk about it? ”

Lin smiled: "Heh, how can I tell you the secret of one person and three transformations." Besides, my doppelganger technique hasn't lasted long, so what do you have to worry about? Aren't we going to keep fighting? ”

"You don't tell secrets, and you tell the shortcomings of the short time, I believe you are a ghost. How it came out, you can risk it several times without knowing it; Not to mention how many people will pop up such a question. Don't fight. Kill whoever you want, I can't stop you anyway. A few more, and I'll run as soon as possible. Azad pouted, dissatisfied.