"Whew!"

"Master, let's dig up some superb magic stones to buy ancient books for you."

"Good, good!"

The sword cultivators who were left in place didn't react at all.

"What does Sixth Master mean by this? First time assessment? ”

"Didn't you kill hundreds of demonic beasts every day before, do you want to kill more today?"

However, a moment later, Wang Qinglan, who was also in the sword array, suddenly looked back at the back, and there was no gentle smile on Su Ri's delicate face, only seriousness.

"Ladies and gentlemen! A strong enemy is approaching! ”

"Formation, meet the enemy!"

In an instant, a lot of hustle and bustle dissipated like dust, and only the sound of Qi Qi's sword blades was left!

"Ding!"

……

The farther away from Heavenly Sword City, the more Victor could sense that the power in his body was beginning to recover, as if the dehydrated sponge had returned to the sea, and the originally depleted magical elements began to pour out rapidly.

Victor took a deep breath of relief, and the pain and grievances that had been suppressed for a long time vanished in this instant.

It was only then that Victor was sure of one thing.

He really escaped!

Escape from that damned, weird, god-blessed haunted place!

"Never underestimate the patience and care of a strong man who has endured hardships...... True hunters are the ones who hide behind and deal a fatal blow to their enemies. Victor muttered silently, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

In the past few months in the Heavenly Sword Sect, Victor has cut off all external sources of information, not knowing that Dongta City and Heavenly Sword City have cooperated and teamed up to steal the necromancer, not to mention that his most admired predecessor, Sasim, who also defected from the Church of Light, has been buried on the tomb mountain of the Holy See.

He planned to go back to the dungeon first, and then try to get in touch with Sasim, and lead many strong people to counterattack back to Heavenly Sword City......

As Victor fled, these plans quickly took shape in his mind.

However, when this plan was perfected, Victor's speed gradually slowed down like a beast.

He frowned slightly, staring coldly in a certain direction.

There are people over there, and there are a lot of them.

"Are you those guys from Heavenly Sword City......

Victor remembered that Heavenly Sword City had a legion stationed in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and if nothing else, it would be this group of people.

At this time, far away from Heavenly Sword City, Victor's killing intent could no longer be suppressed.

He spread his hands expressionlessly, looking down at his empty palm.

There was no space ring on his hand, and there was no big sword, and everything was confiscated by the group of robbers from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

But there was no fluctuation in Victor's eyes.

He pressed his hand to his ribs, and without blinking his eyes, he jerked his hand into his body!

The next moment, a rib glowing with a strange blue light was slowly pulled out of Victor's body, and on the top, there was a rough space ring!

Victor took off the spatial ring with an indifferent expression, put it on his thumb, and then simply took out the battle armor and the great sword.

After doing all this, he pushed hard with an unchanging face, and sent the blue light rib back into his body.

This is the rib of a Saint-rank Demonic Beast, and it is also the largest source of that Demonic Beast's ability.

With it, Victor has the ability to harness the wind.

In a nutshell......

He doesn't need to spend a lot of mana to maintain his flight magic, and he can fly in the sky.

You must know that the Holy Rank Magic Warriors and Great Magi are already considered to be the top powerhouses in the continent, and everyone has the means to fly, but unless they are strong people who specialize in wind magic, flying is a big burden for them.

Everyone knew that Victor had an incredible agility, and they thought that was the ability he got from the beasts, but they didn't know it......

Flying is Victor's biggest hole card!

After clenching the big sword in his hand, Victor's body bowed slightly, his right leg slowly slashed back, and the muscles of his whole body tensed little by little, when the strength brewed to the extreme-

He moved.

"Die, weakling!"

Victor flew into the sky like lightning, and in that moment, the vines and grass around him, the boulders and tall trees, all became smaller and smaller in the sound of the wind, and the sky scattered with white clouds became closer and closer!

He flew!

But the next moment, Victor's smile stiffened on his face.

Where can there be white clouds in a gloomy sky?

Yes, it's just nearly a hundred sword cultivators dressed in flowing white clothes.

Chapter 153: I Eat My Desk Live!

Over the Warcraft Mountains.

Wang Qinglan held the long sword back, but she stood in the center of the sword formation with a solemn face and a slight pursed lips.

Her posture looked the same as the other sword cultivators, only the few people closest to Wang Qinglan could see the difference from her tense shoulders.

"Uncle Sixth appointed me to be the main leader...... Uncle Sixth appointed me...... Sixth Uncle! ”

Wang Qinglan's heart beat as fast as a drum, and all that was left in her mind was this repeated sentence.

That's right, each sword formation needs a main formation, and usually the most test of this position is not strength, but it needs to be rational enough to be able to gather everyone's strength together.

According to the past practice, this position should be Qiu Yunsheng standing, no matter how bad it is, it should be other older and more senior sword cultivators shouldering this heavy responsibility, and it should never be the youngest Wang Qinglan standing here.

However, Li Li chose her.

After a brief period of brain fever, Wang Qinglan calmed down.

She looked at the approaching figure, and the movements that had been practiced thousands of times over the past few days naturally swung out.

"Out of the sword!"

All the sword cultivators swept forward in unison, and in the heavenly firmament, these floating white clouds rose and fell in an instant.

A few pieces of flying white suddenly came, and the sword array converged.

There seems to be a spring breeze blowing softly, and the vines and branches are all slowly swaying and swaying.

Wang Qinglan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her body stood like a green pine.

At the moment when the sword array converged, she slashed out the first sword at the figure approaching in front of her!

At the moment, Victor's mind was a little confused.

He had long known that the Heavenly Sword Sect was good at a secret method of manipulating the flight of long swords, and when Victor was imprisoned in the Heavenly Sword Sect before, he would see someone flying by from time to time.

Those Heavenly Sword Sect sword cultivators stepped on the sword with their hands behind their backs, and the posture of the sword flying was very chic.

Victor understands.

But......

If you really want to talk about it, he hasn't really fought with the sword cultivators.

So when he saw the sword cultivators rushing over with a sword under their feet and a sword in their hands, Victor was still a little shocked.

No, you still have a sword for flying!

But soon, Victor swept away all the cranky thoughts from his head.

Victor is probably the most aggrieved powerhouse on this continent, Sasim pulled a divine envoy back before he died, No. 4 pulled the entire dungeon to accompany the burial before he died, and No. 2 almost broke through Nanta City before he was killed.

Only Victor, as soon as he walked into Heavenly Sword City, before he drew his sword, he was automatically banned and then taken into captivity!

"Today!"

"I want to erase all shame and let you know why I became a Knight Chief!"

With a blazing killing intent in his eyes, Victor rushed out like an arrow, and the next moment, he appeared at the front of the sword array.

He looked up, and everywhere he looked, there were all those young sword cultivators in white shirts.

Among them, there seems to be no seniors to guide the formation, and everyone still has an obvious green taste on their faces, especially the familiar girl in the middle whose lips move and seem to be commanding, is even more young.

Even if he couldn't sense spiritual power, his rich combat experience still allowed Victor to roughly judge the strength of these people.

They are all at the level of high-level warriors, and the strongest ones are only ultra-high-level magic warriors, which are more than a little bit worse than their own level.

You must know that there are many geniuses on the continent who can become a super-high-level magic warrior at a young age, but in the same way, the vast majority of them will stay at this level for the rest of their lives.

The Holy Rank Magic Warrior is a heavenly existence, representing the top combat power on the continent second only to the God of Law and the God of War.

It's time for these young people to see what absolute crushing is!

The howling mountain wind came suddenly, and the muscles on Victor's strong arm tensed, and he held the sword in both hands, and slammed the first swift blow towards the sword cultivator at the front!

In an instant, there was a crackling explosion in the air, and strong magical fluctuations gathered around Victor like waves, and the light on the sky was constantly changing, as if a huge afterimage was gathering behind Victor.

After feeling that breath, Wang Qinglan's breath was a little stagnant.

Holy Order Magic Warrior ......

This is equivalent to the strong man who survived the Tribulation Period!

And among them, the strongest is only in the late Yuan Infant Stage, and he has not even broken through the Transformation Stage, if he fights alone, he is definitely not Victor's opponent!

Wang Qinglan had seen Victor and knew what a dangerous person this was, even if others didn't know it, they could also detect from the powerful aura that burst out of Victor's body, and this person's strength was extremely terrifying.

The Victor in front of him no longer had the decadence and despair he had when he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Sword Sect in the past, and the majestic aura on his body almost overwhelmed all sword cultivation.

Under the dim sky, the white seemed to be crushed by a hurricane at any moment, crumbling.

But no one took a step back.