The crimson flame remnants inflicted explosive damage on the Luoluo City Textbook at close range. Eighty-one? Chinese ?(一).

The seemingly endless alien tentacle monsters on the ground all vaporized together the moment the explosion was generated.

The tentacle monster gate, which had been summoned by the flesh and magic of the sacrifice, once again turned back into the form of blood and flesh and fell to the ground.

At the moment when the supply of magic power in the "Luoluo City Textbook" was cut off, they lost the power to continue to appear in the mortal dust with **.

Stunned by the explosion, the real caster strode back in embarrassment, and while looking at the magic book that had been damaged by the previous explosion about one-third of the whole, he immediately injected the magic power in his body into the "Luoluo City Textbook", and quickly regenerated the damaged cover and the content in it.

However, the damage caused by Liu Ling's crimson calamity was not so easy to recover, and the magic power in the real caster's body was only a drop in the bucket for repair.

Although Liu Ling's remnants of the flame on the "Luoluo City Textbook" are limited and do not destroy the power of the treasure itself, the magic that has been lifted once is irreparable.

And even if Caster really wanted to summon the monsters he had summoned before, not to mention how long the magic in his body could last, even Saber and Liu Ling's swords would not be able to give him that kind of time.

"Ahhh You guy, you guy, you guy, you guy, you guy, you guy......"

In this desperate situation that was reversed by Liu Ling, Zhen Caster's expression was distorted to the point of rolling his eyes, and he foamed at the mouth with a thunderous thunder.

Liu Ling looked at Caster's big white goldfish eyes, and he really couldn't hold back this joyful scene, and actually laughed out loud, which was very obvious in this quiet battlefield.

"This caster looks so funny, it's a shame not to be an acrobat."

Liu Ling thought to himself.

Although Liu Ling sent all the tentacle monsters back to his hometown, Saber was not in the mood to joke like Liu Ling at all.

Until now, all that echoed in Saber's mind were the last screams and tears of the toddlers who had been torn apart and killed.

"You...... Give me enlightenment, Demonic Spirit! ”

Saber, the Knight King, quietly spat out angry voices, and with his intact right hand, he raised the golden Sword of Oath Victory, the tip of which pointed straight at netbsp; "Uh...... Joan of Arc ......"

Looking at Saber who was about to swing his sword at him, Caster's heart tightened, and he couldn't care about venting the anger in his heart at all, and hurriedly turned back and ran away with the treasure "Luoluo City Textbook".

"Humph! Where to go?! ”

Saber watched Caster flee like a rat, and looked down on Caster even more, his steps sped up a little, and the sword of victory raised was aimed at Caster's back, and it was about to fall.

However......

Bang!!

Saber's holy green pupils widened.

I saw that Liu Ling suddenly made a move before Saber was about to kill Caster, and blocked Saber's Oath Victory Sword with a crimson flame blade.

"Caster, what do you mean by that? Do you want to help save the evil spirit? ”

Saber saw that Liu Ling actually stopped him from chasing down the real caster, and his anger suddenly surged into his heart.

Pushing his right hand holding the Sword of Victory of the Oath forward, Saber pushed Liu Linglian backwards with the sword for some distance before questioning angrily.

"Hehe, Saber, you're thinking too much, I'm not interested in saving that goldfish monster."

Liu Ling, who was lighter, was pushed hard by Saber so suddenly, and he actually stepped back two meters to stabilize his body, and then said.

"I know you're angry, but that guy is one of my prey, so even if Saber tries to kill him, I won't give Saber his life to you."

"He must die at my hands."

Liu Ling stood in front of Saber, holding crimson blades in both hands, and said as he stopped his pursuit.

"That's what you think......"

Saber, who was still extremely angry, suddenly lost half of his anger when he heard Liu Ling's words.

For Saber, whether he killed the real caster himself, or Liu Ling, the fake caster, killed the real caster, there was actually not much difference.

Anyway, as long as the real caster makes corresponding retribution and punishment for his crime of killing ordinary children, it will be the same, so it is the same to let the caster who is as jealous and hateful as himself in his heart come to kill.

Saber, who misunderstood Liu Ling's true thoughts, thought so.

"I see, Caster, since you want to personally slash that demonic Immortal, then although it is a bit regrettable, I will leave this task to you."

The tip of the Sword of Victory of the Oath held in Saber's right hand was no longer facing Liu Ling.

"But in order to prevent you from secretly sparing the other party's life, I want to follow you and witness you slash that guy with my own eyes."

"Well, that's fine, but that guy has to let me kill him, Saber, you're absolutely not allowed to interfere."

Liu Ling, who was mistaken for a kind-hearted person by Saber, repeatedly confirmed to Saber that he was going to end the conditions of the real caster, and said.

"Okay, if you come to kill, you can kill it, hurry up and chase that demon, if it's a little later, that guy will run away."

Saber, who pouted at Liu Ling's strong desire to end Caster's life with his own hands, pointed in the direction of Caster who fled quickly while the two of them were talking, and reminded Liu Lingdao.

"Hmph, it's really fast, but it's stupid to be so dying and struggling so far......"

Liu Ling turned to look at the real caster who had run a distance, the back like a small dot, and said with a sneer.

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In the middle of the same woods.

"Maiya-san...... Hurry up...... Give Yan Feng the final blow. ”

In order to keep the silver silk thread that tied Yan Feng Qili's thick arms from breaking, Alice Phil quickly ran the magic power in her body and transmitted it to the silver silk thread, sweating profusely while freezing in place and unable to move.

Now the key to victory or defeat is Jiuyu Maiya, who is still bent on the ground, and among the people present, she is the only one who can give the final blow to Yan Feng Qili, who is unable to move.

Without getting close enough of Yan Feng Qili's kicks, a shot in his exposed head now would be enough to end Yan Feng Qili's life.

For Yan Fengqili, it is impossible to use the sleeves of bulletproof teaching clothes to protect his head like just now.

After a moment's respite, Maiya, who had been injured a lot, had recovered to the point where she was able to feel both hands and feet.

Kuyu Maiya slowly moved as she stumbled towards the Caliko submachine gun that had fallen during the attack, as she stumbled towards the pain of breaking her ribs.

Now the victory or defeat of the two sides is a battle of perseverance in seconds.

Although Alice Phil was venting her magic in order to maintain the durability of the silver wire, the magic circuit in her body was already in pain due to the rapid leakage of magic power, and even if Alice Fell gritted her teeth and persisted, the number of broken silver wires began to slowly increase.

Well, you can hold on for a little longer, so you should be able to hold on until Maiya picks up the gun and shoots, and before that, try not to let Yan Feng Qili Silver Thread break away.

Alice Phil estimated how long Gingo could hold on, and looked anxiously at Maiya Kuyu, who was moving like a turtle.

Just when Kuyu Maiya finally touched the handle of the gun with her hand very reluctantly, and it was also when Alice Phil quietly put down the big stone in her heart, something happened suddenly.

"Boom!!"

A deafening sound came from Yan Fengqili's body, and Alice Fell was stunned for a moment.

"How could it be ......?"

Although the two women, Alice Phil and Maiya Kuyu, had already overestimated the fighting power of Yan Feng Qili, they still misjudged the horror of people like the Church Substitute.

Alice Phil, who has no knowledge about Chinese boxing masters, believes that as long as Yan Feng Qili's hands are tied to a tree, Yan Feng Qili will have no power to fight back.

But she didn't know that although the physical fitness of a boxing master like Yan Feng Qili was not as good as that of a cultivator, the ability of the whole body had been honed a lot.

A master of boxing like Yan Feng Qili can not only use the power of his hands, but also the power of his feet, the rotation of his waist, and the twisting power of his shoulders.

So taking advantage of the moment when Alice Phil's magic was quietly relaxed, Yan Feng Qili burst out of these powers one by one, and successfully broke free from Alice Phil's silver shackles.

Yan Feng Qili got rid of the entanglement of the silver wire casually, and used both hands to tear off the silver wire that he was holding on section by section.

Kuyu Maiya looked at Yan Feng Qili who was freed from the shackles, and there was a look of despair in her eyes, she knew that now she would not be able to threaten Yan Feng Qili even if she shot him.

Alice Phil, on the other hand, felt a strong sense of detachment from the feedback generated by the broken magic, and sat down on her knees.

Quietly looking at the desperate eyes of the two women, Yan Feng Qili took the calm steps of the victor, first walked in front of Maiya's eyes, and kicked the submachine gun in Maiya's hand away.

(To be continued)