Chevofilin was desperate, and he chose the same trick, which is usually used by the weak when they are unable to resist in the face of a strong enemy. It was indeed a bit embarrassing for Chievofilin to display these moves, but the situation forced him to choose so.

Ryan naturally couldn't die with the other party, especially when the situation had the upper hand, so Ryan had to recover the bayonet sword that stabbed the opponent's chest, and instead resisted Chewerferin's sword, and suddenly Ryan was chopped back, and his offensive against Chevofilin was immediately interrupted.

In the past, when Ryan couldn't beat others several times, he used the method of ending up together, forcing the opponent to scramble, so as to reverse the defeat. Now, Ryan has finally tried this taste of being killed by his opponent, and he really feels very uncomfortable, and he suddenly feels shrinking.

It's really unpleasant!

Next, Ryan attacked Chievofilin again, and a moment later, Cheevofilin, who was forced to resist, once again performed a move that would end in the same fate, forcing Ryan to retreat again.

Ryan retreated this time, and did not continue to step forward, but took advantage of the situation to retreat seven or eight steps in a row, and opened a distance of twenty meters from Chewofilin, and then, Ryan held the sword in both hands and began to chant words in his mouth. He hadn't used a single spell since the duel, and now it's time to test the power of magic.

Seeing that Ryan was about to perform magic, Chevofilin's face changed greatly, he didn't have time to take a breath, and he didn't have time to deal with more than a dozen skin injuries on his body, so he immediately exerted the external body protection fighting qi to the maximum, and then took extremely solemn precautions. Now. Chievofilin was very conflicted, he pounced forward, not an opponent of Ryan's sword skills, but if he didn't pounce, he became the target of Ryan's magic. After a slight hesitation, Chievofilin missed the opportunity to get close to Ryan and was left to defend passively.

Soon. Ryan's magic was cast, and he didn't cast time-consuming high-level magic, nor did he cast low-level magic that didn't have much effect on Chievofilin. Instead, concentrate on magic to perform level 3 and level 4 magic. Suddenly, all kinds of mass magic, group hair stone spears, group hair stone swords, group meteorite techniques. It poured like a torrential rain towards Chevorferin.

There was too much magic for Chevofilin to dodge, so he could only swing his heavy sword and body protection to carry it. At this moment, the merits of his level 7 sword master's powerful attack power were revealed. Countless spells that attacked him were stopped by him with his heavy sword, unable to damage him, only making him look disgraced.

Ryan felt extremely relieved, and after he widened the route in his body, the spell casting time was shortened a lot without increasing the magic attack power. So he cast one group after another to flock his spells, leaving Chievofilin exhausted.

"Bang ......"

The continuous explosions shocked the onlookers again, and they only remembered Ryan's other identity at this moment, a level 6 magician. This is a profession that is greatly admired and has a noble status. Although Ryan has never gone to the Magic Association to certify as a Level 6 Magician, people will recognize Ryan's status as a Level 6 Magician based on his incomparably strong magical prowess, without certification.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Ryan suddenly cast a Level 4 Magical Earth Splitting Technique, and several cracks opened at Chievofilin's feet at once. Sink both of Chevofilin's feet.

Ignoring it for a moment, the area below the knee was deeply trapped by the crack, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground. But even though several meteorites more than a foot wide smashed heavily on Chevofilin's body, even if he was protected by the external body protection fighting qi, he was also not seriously injured.

"Roar!" Chevofilin roared angrily, and then the protective fighting spirit exploded, and all the cracks that trapped his feet were shattered and shattered, revealing his almost slick feet with tattered trouser legs. Immediately, Chewofilin roared again, and his body protection was full of energy, forming an oval ball of light more than a foot away from his body, and then he swung his heavy sword, resisting Ryan's magic attack step by step, and approached Ryan.

Obviously, Chievofilin realized that if he passively endured Ryan's magic attack like this and couldn't fight back, he would be killed by magic sooner or later, so he was forced to get close to Ryan, even if he didn't want to.

When Chevofilin approached Ryan almost ten meters away with a magic attack, suddenly Ryan stopped attacking with magic, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and then saw Ryan looking like he was facing a great enemy, and he knew that Ryan was preparing a powerful killing move. So, he stopped his advance, and also prepared to kill.

Next, the two of them remained motionless with a tacit understanding, preparing to kill.

Almost ten breaths had passed, and Chievofilin had already prepared his unique conical sword, and this time, as a level 7 sword master, he had obviously reached his limit by preparing his killing moves for so long. I saw that Chewofilin's conical sword had reached a zhang long, and the widest part of the middle was even four feet long.

As for Ryan, on the long sword held in both hands, the sword mangs remained a four-foot-long long sword, and there was not much change. But Chevofilin knew at a glance that Ryan was going to perform the killing move that he had defeated last time, and the last time Ryan seemed to be an extremely ordinary sword, but he split Chevofilin's sword along with the heavy sword. However, at this moment, in the face of Ryan's killer move again, Cheevofilin was not afraid at all, and seemed to have a coping strategy.

Indeed, in the recent period, although Chewofilin was recuperating from his injuries and was unable to cultivate to improve his strength, he had been thinking about how to deal with Ryan's sword-killing technique in his mind. With his eyesight as a level 7 sword master, it was easy to see that Ryan's sword-killing technique was not easy to fly, and it condensed a lot of fighting energy in his body, once he could not succeed in casting it, then there would not be much fighting energy left in his body in the follow-up, so he thought of a lot of ways to deal with Ryan.

Immediately, Chevofilin swung a huge cone-shaped sword and slashed at Ryan from top to bottom, this sword was exactly the same as the one he had issued when he had lost to Ryan before. And Ryan, who also slashed at Chevofilin with a sword, was exactly the same as the sword-killing technique he had performed before.

Didn't Chievofilin know the power of Ryan's sword, and if he continued to fight hard, he might redirect the previous mistakes?

Obviously not, just at the moment when the two swords were about to collide and the sword light on Ryan's sword suddenly converged, the incomparably thick sword light on the Chevofilin sword also disappeared suddenly, and suddenly returned to the appearance of the heavy sword itself.

Ryan was startled, because Chewofilin's sword was one zhang long, and the distance between the two was five or six meters away, so Chevofilin's sudden disappearance of the sword made Ryan's sword killing technique slash into the air and miss.

Chevofilin couldn't help but laugh, this was his strategy to deal with Ryan's sword killing technique, and at the same time, the heavy sword in his hand turned and turned to the periphery, and then an eight-foot-long slender sword burst out. Immediately afterwards, Chevofilin drew the sword from the outside to the inside, towards the flaw exposed by Ryan's slash.

Ryan was indeed taken aback after his sword killing skills failed, but his good attitude made him calm down immediately. Immediately facing the sword rays drawn from the side by Chevorferin, Ryan quickly took two steps forward, closing the distance between him and Chewerflin, and then the long sword that fell in his hand spun around, sweeping towards Chevofilin's slender sword from the bottom up.

At this moment, Ryan's super-level magic sword did not have the slightest sword light on it, and it still maintained its own appearance. Seeing this, the smile on Chievofilin's face was even worse, he judged that Ryan's sword that had just failed had already been used to exert his fighting spirit, and the sword he was swinging now was just subconsciously powerless to resist, as long as his sword was gone, he would definitely be able to split Ryan's long sword, along with his body, into two.

However, the next result was beyond Chievofilin's expectations, and it was not Ryan's longsword that was split in two, but his sword.

I saw that the eight-foot-long slender sword was cut off by Ryan like a bamboo, and then Chewofilin left a four-foot-long sword that passed in front of Ryan.

Ryan was unforgiving, and took two steps forward again, and at the same time, with two swords, he cleanly slashed the remaining sword and heavy sword in Chevofilin's hand, and immediately cut the heavy sword in Chevofelin's hand to a foot long.

Chewofilin was shocked, his body retreated sharply, he couldn't have imagined that after Ryan widened the running route in his body, the killing sword technique killing move that could only be performed with one move could be maintained for a long time. If Chievofilin wants to get this problem and doesn't have blind confidence in himself, then he certainly won't fight Ryan hard.

Immediately after, Ryan did not stop, but continued to step forward, waving the still seemingly ordinary sword-killing technique, and continued to attack Chevofilin, looking at his appearance, it seemed that if he did not kill Chevofilin, he would not stop.

"Lord Ryan, please stop!" Grand Duke Poole got up from his seat and called out loudly.

Unfortunately, Ryan listened to it and continued to slash at Chevorferin. At the critical moment, Chevorfilin retreated violently, and at the same time swung the one-foot-long heavy sword in his hand to meet Ryan.

There was a soft sound, and only one hilt remained of the heavy sword in Chevorferin's hand.

Ryan stepped forward again, looking like no one could save Chevorflin.

At this moment, Dean Ruiton's voice rang out: "Ryan, stop!" After saying that, he sighed lightly.

Ryan was visibly stunned for a moment, but immediately made a decision, no longer moving forward, but taking a few steps back, and standing with his sword drawn. He can not listen to the words of the Grand Duke Pouls, and he is not afraid of offending the Grand Duke of Pouls, the life and death duel that has been said before is not something that the Grand Duke of Pools can stop with a word, if Chievofilin has the opportunity to kill Ryan, then I believe that Chewerferin will definitely not listen to the words of the Grand Duke of Pools and stop. But Dean Ryton's words are different, Dean Ryden has always protected him, and he can't help but listen to Dean Rayton's words.

Next, Chevofilin retreated to a distance of more than twenty meters, still looking at Ryan in horror, at this moment, he did not have the arrogant and noble image of a level 7 sword master.

This duel is over, although Chevofilin has not fallen, and has not yet conceded defeat, but he has no heavy sword, and his body is full of skin wounds, anyone who sees it knows that Ryan has won... )

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