Chapter 120: Phantom Sword

Ah Xiu's cold pupils stared at the growing thorn jungle in front of him, this natural magic is called "Law of Thorns", which can summon a large number of thorny plants to attack enemies within a certain range until they kill each other. Now, Zhao Nan has been trapped in this thorny jungle, but those thorny plants are still growing and twisting, which means that the people inside are not dead.

Looking at the blood that kept flowing out of the ground, Ah Xiu's brows furrowed tightly, because the amount of blood flowing out of it was already too much, at least for a human being, this amount of bleeding was enough to kill the person inside ten times.

What the hell is going on?

Just when Ah Xiu wanted to dissolve the magic and take a look at the scene inside, a burst of red flames suddenly appeared in the thorn jungle, and those thorny plants burned to ashes under the high temperature of the red flames as if they had encountered natural enemies.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the thorns, and in the blink of an eye, it had appeared in front of Ah Xiu.

"This punch is for you!" Zhao Nan roared, and the fist wrapped in Chiyan smashed into Ah Xiu's face.

Ah Xiu was also taken aback and couldn't dodge, but he wasn't blown away by Zhao Nan's Red Flame Hammer, he just leaned back slightly, and his smashed face turned to the side.

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Zhao Nan quickly retreated with a single blow, his face was full of solemnity at the moment, because the humanoid killer had no effect, and this result made his heart half cold.

At first, Zhao Nan thought that even if the other party was a general-level boss, he was not without the power to fight, because the other party was an elf NPC and belonged to a humanoid monster, and if he relied on the passive skills of the humanoid killer, he might be able to win.

However, the humanoid killer's 100% damage increase effect just now was not triggered, what about this?

Don't?

Zhao Nan's gaze fell on Ah Xiu's head, and his name was suffixed with "Phantom Remains".

Damn, isn't the corpse a humanoid monster? Zhao Nan instantly came to a conclusion.

Ah Xiu wiped a handful of his face that had been scorched by the red flames, and his eyes fell on the thorn-scarred wounds on Zhao Nan's body, which were rapidly recovering under the system's correction.

"Are you an undead?" Ah Xiu's originally cold gaze turned into an unexpected shock.

"Uh, why do you people like to call us undead?" Zhao Nan said with a blank look.

Ah Xiu was originally very shocked, but after listening to Zhao Nan's words, he calmed down, and he said: "If you are an undead clan, it is not bad, compared to letting the human race inherit the phantom swordsman, let the undead inherit it, this is much easier to accept." ”

Zhao Nan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, because in his impression, the title of undead seemed to be learned from Ania for the first time, and the other party called it an evil race. But the spirits who love nature and life have a better impression of the undead?

Could it be that the image of the Terrans has been completely ruined in the minds of the elves? would they rather let the undead inherit the Phantom Swordsman than the Terrans?

How low is the goodwill value of the elves towards the human race?

Ah Xiu didn't explain Weishenme, he said with interest: "If it's an undead, there should be a regeneration limit, how many times do I have to kill you before you really die?"

"Hey, how many times have you talked about murder in front of people so calmly, is it okay?" Zhao Nan said bitterly.

"Come on, let me see how powerful your immortal body really is?" As soon as the words fell, Ah Xiu's body moved rapidly, and the blade arm of his right hand emitted a burst of intense dark green light.

"Again, is it natural magic?" Zhao Nan was shocked, but he still calmly blessed himself with the Wind Technique, his agility increased by 60%, and the speed under his feet increased greatly.

When the arm knife slashed over, Zhao Nan had already dodged, but Ah Xiu's face showed a smile of successful trickery, only to see that the arm knife suddenly grew, like a crazy growing tree, and instantly turned into a huge palm, and that palm was just a slight wave, and Zhao Nan's body was fanned out.

Rumble!

The body hit the cave wall like a cannonball, and the terrifying Liliang even let out a violent shaking of the cave, and many rocks fell as a result.

Zhao Nan felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck, although there was no pain, he clearly felt that all his internal organs were displaced.

"Damn, this elf's liliang value is too big, isn't it? Is this a dragon in elven skin?"

Ah Xiu slowly walked in front of Zhao Nan and said: "Phantom Swordsman is a profession that perfectly combines liliang and spirit, whether it is martial arts or magic, we must be proficient, if you think that I will be like an ordinary elf in attack mode, you will suffer a lot." ”

"By the way, aren't you a phantom swordsman, why do you always use magic, but I don't see you use a sword?" Zhao Nan exerted all his strength and broke free from the pit.

"Sword, do you think that now that you have the qualifications to force me to use the sword? Ah Xiu said disdainfully.

Zhao Nan put the Holy Sword-Humility on the ground, slapped the sand and stones on his body, and said in a lazy tone: "Although you are very powerful, and I admit that I am not your opponent, I don't like to be decided by others. ”

With that, he grabbed the Holy Sword - Humility in his hand again, and then changed to a serious expression.

"Boy, you ......" Before Ah Xiu could finish speaking, there was already thunder in front of him.

The current formed by the thunder dragon filled almost the entire cave, and more rubble fell from the already crumbling cave walls from time to time.

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Ah Xiu snorted, his body burst out of the vortex of thunder and lightning, and the blood bar on his head dropped slightly.

"It's not over yet!" Zhao Nan's cry followed, and in the thunder and lightning, he transformed into a green wind dragon again, rushing over with a hurricane.

A surprised light flashed in Ah Xiu's eyes, and the arm knife in his right arm swung forward, and a dark green magic array emerged from the sword of the arm knife, and then, a huge tree girl stretched out from the magic array, just a breath of time, the tree girl grew wildly, wrapping Ah Xiu's body.

Nature Magic: Shield of the Demon Tree

Zhao Nan saw that Ah Xiu was repeating his old tricks, but he sneered, the hurricane that had already formed suddenly dissipated, he silently rushed violently, and his body sprinted out in another direction.

Now this warrior skill, Zhao Nan is more used as an auxiliary assault.

The swift collision can sprint for a distance, but Zhao Nan has already appeared on Ah Xiu's side, where, it happens to be the place where the shield of the demon tree cannot be protected.

"This is the real attack!"

With Zhao Nan snorting, his body was wrapped in a hurricane again, turning into a wind tornail, and the rumbling sound continued to echo in the cave, as if it had been broken by a giant drill, and wherever the wind dragon went, it almost overturned the rocky ground, leaving a long spiral scratch.

The hurricane dissipated, Zhao Nan stood there with a solemn face, although he hit Ah Xiu just now, but the opponent's blood volume was still more than 200,000, if there was no breakthrough development, he didn't think that he would be able to win the other party.

Sure enough, Ah Xiu calmly walked out of the center of the explosion, although his Dryad Shield did not prevent Zhao Nan's Hurricane Dragon Sword, but the blow just now only caused him to suffer a slight injury, and he didn't even puncture the epidermis.

"Nice raid, you surprised me. Ah Xiu smiled appreciatively for the first time, and then said, "Maybe I should give you a little reward." ”

With that, the tree arm knife on his right arm suddenly shriveled and fell off like a withered tree, and a faint green light emerged from it. As the bark peeled off, revealing the sword body inside, an ordinary-looking green long sword appeared in Ah Xiu's hand.

Ah Xiu raised his sword and stretched it out in front of him, and his silver pupils became cold in the emerald green light.

"Let me feel it, Phantom Swordsman's sword!"