"How could it be...... Iskander, if your strength is so weak, just say it earlier, seeing that your battle plan is so direct, I thought you were very confident in your own strength and able to defeat other Heroic Spirits, damn, I really lost to you. ”

Unexpectedly, the heroic spirit of his family personally admitted that his strength was not as good as that of other opponents, and Webber's mood suddenly became gloomy.

Since entering the Holy Grail War, the reason why Webber has not been too panicked is that he still has Iskandar as his support.

But now the roof told Webb that it could no longer support the housing beams, which made Webb panic.

"No, Iskander, your strength is so weak, wouldn't it be bad if you were entangled by those powerful heroic spirits? Now that Netcer is fighting, Saber hasn't noticed our side, so let's retreat first. ”

Panicked and disoriented, Webb saw that no one else present was looking at this side, and quickly grabbed the big red cloak behind Iskander's back, hoping that Iskandar would urge the ox cart to take him away.

Looking at Webb, who had become panicked because of this, Iskandar couldn't help but sigh and said, "Little master, listen to me after I finish speaking." ”

"Although my combat power is not the strongest among the Heroic Spirits, it doesn't mean that I can't defeat other Heroic Spirits."

"Huh?! Iskander, what are you talking about......"

Listening to Iskandar's words, Webber calmed down a little, and at the same time let go of the hand that was holding the big red cloak of the rider.

"I mean, I may not be as strong as the other Heroes, but I have a way to defeat them, and even if the enemy enters my realm, I can finally kill them."

Iskandar said to Webb with a proud face.

"Huh? But what to do......

"Well, there's too many people here, I'll explain it to you when we get back, you just need to know that I have a way to compete with Archer and Berserker."

"Alright, let's move on to the Netcer show."

After Iskandar finished speaking, he turned his head to watch the battle between Liu Ling and Lancer, leaving Webb, who wanted to speak and stopped, looking at Rider's rough face with a fixed face, vaguely understanding something.

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Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite!

In the chaotic warehouse street, Liu Ling's small figure and lancer quickly changed positions, and every time the two approached each other, they quickly drew their swords and guns, and their weapons constantly rubbed red and silver-white sparks.

However, in the confrontation with Liu Ling, Lancer's movements were not as wide as before.

Under Liu Ling's entangled silver-white flames, even the lancer, who had two weapons, did not dare to attack too much because he was a little worried about the flames, and focused on defense.

Every time the sword and spear intersected, Liu Ling's Bingqing sword was full of flames, and the silver-white flames did everything possible to have [Red Rose of Demon Breaking] to Lannetcer, which could quickly extinguish these sneak attacks without affecting the battle.

But that's not good news for Lancer.

Even though he had not yet fallen behind in the confrontation with Liu Ling, because Liu Ling's sword was covered with flames, the offensive route of [Red Rose of Demon Breaker] had been firmly blocked by Liu Ling.

And the [Must-Destroy Yellow Rose] in Lancer's left hand is just a short spear, and the attack distance is not long, every time Lancer wants to attack Liu Ling with the [Must-Destroy Yellow Rose], Liu Ling's keen mental power catches the danger early, so as to avoid it in advance.

Therefore, even if Lancer did not fall into the battle now, the attack of the two guns was already helpless.

If this continues, Lancer knows that he will definitely lose.

"Bump!!"

After a hard fight with Liu Ling again, Lancer hurriedly injected a wave of magic into the [Red Rose of Demon Breaking] to extinguish the silver-white flame that burned along the spear.

Looking at the blue-silver Ice Clear Ancient Sword entwined with countless silver-white flames, Lancer's eyes were full of taboo.

Feeling less than half of the magic in his body, Lancer knew that things were now unfolding in a direction he didn't want, and if he didn't think about it, he might really lose.

"Caster, what a tricky guy, if he had known that his flame was so difficult, he should have pierced his heart with the [Perishable Yellow Rose] before he used the flame, but now it's in trouble......"

Lancer, who was a little short of breath, looked at Liu Ling, who was not tired at all, and became more and more impatient.

"Damn, now Caster has taken precautions against my [Extinct Yellow Rose], and he is not even within a meter of me, so that [Extinct Yellow Rose] can't hit him, what should I do next to kill him."

Without giving Lancer time to think too much, Liu Ling once again stepped on the strange footwork and attacked Lancer's side.

The blue-silver ice clear sword full of silver-white flames held by the fair-skinned right hand pointed directly at the center of Lancer's eyebrows, and in just one second, nearly thirty blue-silver icy sword lights were slashed. "This kid's sword is so fast again! Damn, did he hide a hand before? ”

Looking at the cold sword light in front of him, which blocked all directions, Lancer didn't dare to take the flames on the sword at all, and hurriedly retreated backwards.

However, as soon as Lancer took a few steps back, still not getting rid of the threat of the sword light, one of the nearly thirty sword lights suddenly lit up, and the silver light was far from the other sword lights.

"Not good!"

Lancer's heart suddenly rang with alarm bells, and the muscles in his whole body tensed to the extreme.

Sou!

I saw that the brilliant blue-silver sword light stood out from the many other sword lights, and suddenly increased in an instant, spanning a distance of several meters, and came to lannetbsp; This move is one of Liu Ling's favorite seven sword styles, the rushing sword style that has reached the 1oo% Great Perfection realm combined with the fastest sword that is close to thirty swords per second has descended on the world!!

The dash of this sword was exactly the same level as Liu Ling's previous degree.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people present, this blue-silver sword was so sudden, it was completely like a long line of blue and silver, and it had the rudiments of a little cold star.

When Lancer noticed this sprinting sword, Liu Ling had already come to a meter in front of him with the sword.

Through Liu Ling's rimless glasses, Lancer could clearly observe Liu Ling's silver pupils full of murderous intent and indifference.

It is a shame that the long-fought and fearless Lancer has a rare hint of retreat and fear when he looks at these silver pupils today.

In Lancer's eyes, Liu Ling's body suddenly changed at this moment, as if he had become a humanoid god with indifference and pure white in his eyes, no hands but only a sword!

The humanoid god stared at him with an infinite indifference and endless sharp eyes, and suddenly raised a strange arm like a sword and pierced at him.

This sword, can't be resisted?!

Flutter !!

The sound of the blade of the sword wakes Lancer from her dreamlike fantasy.

"Ahh You...... You monster! ”

Lancer shouted, frantically stimulating the magic in his body, and while sweeping forward with the gun in his hand, he retreated backwards with the fastest degree in his life.

"Huh? Monster? You are the monster, lancer, you still dare to wander when you are just on the line of life and death, and I, Liu Ling, also admire you. ”

Looking at the blade of the Bingqing Sword, Lancer's blood was steamed away by the silver-white flame in an instant, Liu Ling turned his head playfully to look at the heavily injured lannetbsp on his body; "Ha, ha, ha, just ,...... Is that really just an illusion? ”

Gasping for breath heavily, Lancer calmed the shock of the indifferent god just now, and covered his bleeding chest with his hands, using simple healing techniques to barely stop the blood still flowing from the wound.

Now that Lancer has come back to his senses, he realized that he had a long wound cut open in his chest because of his distraction.

There were some silver-white flames burning on the wound, and even if Lancer used the magic power in his body to work on the wound and try to extinguish the flames, it didn't have the slightest effect.

In desperation, in order to survive, Lancer was ruthless, raised the [Red Rose of Demon Breaking] in his right hand, and slashed down with a slight force on the edge of the wound burning with silver-white flames.

Flutter.

The wound was bleeding profusely, Lancer's blood was flowing downward visibly, and there were several small pieces of flesh on the ground that had been engulfed in silvery-white flames.

Apparently, Lancer had reluctantly severed the burning part of the wound with the blade of a gun.

Such a resolute move made Saber and Rider who were watching from the sidelines feel inspired, and some admired it; (To be continued)