Chapter 4: Escape
"Uncle Oak, you let go of me, I beg you to let me go, okay? I'm going to save Grandpa! You let go of meγγγγ β
In his ears, he kept listening to the sound of the wind blowing, and the cold wind blew Xiaoyun's immature cheeks, which seemed a little painful. The great swordsman Oak held the big sword in one hand, and the other hand sandwiched the small cloud under his armpit, and ran wildly in the jungle, although Oak was already the level of the great swordsman, but he still couldn't fly in the air, but he ran so fast, like a cheetah in a galloping caretah...
Oak didn't pay any attention to Xiaoyun's plea, he knew very well in his heart that the strength gap between himself and those outsiders, he had no chance of winning in the first place, not to mention that there was still a Xiaoyun by his side, so he now had only one word in his heart, "Run!" β
Xiao Yun struggled for a while, but his weak self never got rid of the hands of this great swordsman, tears poured out uncontrollably, crying wet Oak's clothes, helpless crying, causing a sour feeling in Oak's heart, the strength of the other party, nine great magicians, eleven great swordsmen, and what about their own side? There are only six high-level magicians, eleven high-level swordsmen, two great swordsmen, and one great magician, and the contrast of strength is obvious! In a double-shot battle, your own clan will be 100% wiped out!
Thinking of this, Oak's heart ached, as one of the only two great swordsmen in the clan, at this moment, regardless of the safety of the clansmen behind him, he took the lead to leave, and was fleeing in embarrassment, like a lost dog!
"Uncle Oak, you let me go...
Beside him, Xiao Yun began to writhe hard again, making Oak's mind shift to Xiao Yun's body, and his arm hugged Xiao Yun a little harder, and suddenly, a trace of light appeared in the extremely dark heart of his heart, and he couldn't help but say to Xiao Yun.
"Don't give up easily, don't be easily defeated by failure, you must remember that you are the most sacred prophet of our St. Callen's clan, you are the last hope of our St. Callen's clan, you have to remember, you have to live, keep your life, not only for yourself, but also for our St. Callen's clan, our St. Callen's blood feud still needs you to avenge! For your grandfather, for the title of St. Carlena! β
However, how could Xiaoyun, who was only ten years old, understand this? At this moment, all he had in his mind was his grandfather, only the happy days he had lived in that beautiful valley, and then he cried loudly!
After a few leaps, Oak suddenly felt two strong breaths behind him, and muttered to himself.
"Are you still being overtaken?"
Oak suddenly stopped his fast steps, stopped, pulled Xiaoyun behind him, held the big sword tightly in his right hand, and increased his ability to the maximum, and suddenly, the big sword in Oak's hand suddenly burst out with a bright pale yellow light, and the momentum was amazing for a while, and he looked around vigilantly.
"O Wind Elf! The power of the wind, turn it into a sharp artifact! Sharp Tornado Blade! β
Suddenly, a magic chant came from behind him, which made Oak's heart tighten, and he immediately turned around, and the light of the big sword in his hand suddenly flourished, and his right hand spun and slashed, sending out a pale yellow sword gang to slash behind him.
And in the air, countless light blue wind blades appeared out of thin air, like meteors, and attacked the sword gang issued by Oak quickly and intensively, only to see that in the air, two different lights and shadows collided, emitting a beautiful bright light like fireworks, and a muffled sound broke out in the air, deafening!
"Haha! There are flaws! β
Oak had just sent a fierce blow to the great magician behind him, and before he could retract it, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, holding a big sword, emitting a pale yellow light, and slashed towards him quickly.
"It's too late!" Oak secretly said in his heart, pushed the small cloud behind him away, and raised the big sword above his chest to defend, but how could such a reluctant defense stop the great swordsman's hard slash? After the great swordsman missed, he turned sideways, supported the ground with one hand, and the luck of the pale yellow fighting spirit in his hand, holding the big sword and slashing at Oak's chest. Oak's eyes were quick, and he instinctively put the sword in his hand back to defense, which barely saved Oak's life, at that moment, Oak felt a tightness in his chest, and was forced back several steps by a powerful shock force, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Oh? Isn't that a good response? The sneak attack Great Swordsman looked a little shocked when he saw Oak catch his blow, but then disappeared without a trace, no matter how Oak is also a Great Swordsman, he is not naΓ―ve enough to really kill a Great Swordsman with such a small trick.
From the junior swordsman to the intermediate swordsman, the fighting energy they emit is silvery-white, and when they reach the great swordsman, the fighting energy emitted is pale yellow, after the sword master, the fighting energy emitted is the color of gold, and after the sword god, the fighting energy begins to have attributes, the attribute of fire is red, the attribute of water is water blue, the attribute of earth is brown, the attribute of wind is light green, of course, there is a special white, light fighting energy, black, dark fighting energy.
"Uncle Oak, you're hurt, are you okay?" Seeing Oak's blood spurting, Xiaoyun immediately pounced on Oak and asked.
"It's fine, it's just a small injury." Oak gently wiped the blood stains from his mouth, pulled Xiaoyun aside, and said to him seriously: "Wait a while, I will entangle the two of them, and you will run away quickly, understand?" β
"I'm not leaving! Uncle Oak, I've lost my grandfather, my lost people, I've lost all my loved ones, I can't lose you anymore, Uncle Oak! As he spoke, he began to cry out loud again.
"Run? Don't let any of you run! β
The great swordsman in front of him smiled slightly, his voice was extremely gloomy, he roared, raised the giant sword in his hand, carried a pale yellow fighting qi, and slashed towards Oak with a sword.
Seeing the attack of the great sword master, Oak frowned, knowing that there was a great magician behind him, and he must fight quickly, so he carried a pale yellow fighting qi and shouted: "Qi battle the clouds!" β
Two pale yellow qi gangs collided in the air, causing a huge explosion, and the surrounding branches and leaves were blown into the air by the air current, and the dust in the air was splashed everywhere, "Jump!" There was a muffled sound, and the great swordsman obviously really underestimated Oak, but he didn't expect that the opponent was really moving, and he was shocked back a few steps by a force, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.
The Great Sword Master was obviously very angry at the moment, he didn't expect that he would be injured, his face was a little unbearable, his face was covered with green tendons at this moment, and he looked hateful! Gritted his teeth and said to the great magician on the side: "Three! Don't play, you and I will shoot together and kill him! β