"Get out!" Accompanied by the cold voice of the Protoss powerhouse, the night beasts besieging them retreated like a tide, letting out a series of uneasy and panicked hisses, not daring to stop for the slightest.

He stood in the air, a pair of cold eyes glowing with a faint cold light, and looked at Lin Fei.

"Little Hou Ye, this Protoss monk is not easy to deal with. Hei Tie spoke in a deep voice and stood beside Lin Fei, "I will fight the enemy with you!"

He was actually quite tactful.

Isn't it just hard to deal with? It's ridiculously strong!

Kill the leader of the three beasts with one enemy and three. Even the last one even escaped was an extravagant hope, and was directly beheaded with a blade.

Lin Fei and the Protoss powerhouse did not act rashly, they were observing and estimating the other party's situation.

The strong side of the Protoss encountered the most ferocious attack, suffering heavy casualties. In addition to him, the three upper-level spirit level powerhouses were killed and one was injured, and the surviving multi-eyed powerhouses were extremely seriously injured. It's not clear if he can survive, but at the moment he definitely has no combat effectiveness to speak of.

The armor of the Protoss powerhouse was also tattered, with wounds in many places, and glowing white blood oozed from it. But its momentum is still there, with the momentum of slashing strong enemies, like an undefeated god of war, the burly figure stands in the air, with a strong sense of oppression.

"Are there many powerhouses of this level in the Protoss?" Lin Fei asked in a deep voice.

Hei Tie suddenly frowned and said, "No, little marquis, it's not like that. The strength of the Protoss is reflected in its special combination of technology and personal force system. It is extremely rare for a single force to reach such a level. ”

He paused, then said solemnly, "I suspect that he may be a reserve Templar. ”

Reserve Templars!

The supreme glory of the Protoss is to be a member of the Templar.

A strong Divine Race in the Earth Spirit Realm may not be qualified to become a Templar, but as a Templar, he must be a strong Earth Spirit!

The Reserve Templars, on the other hand, were among the few people who were constantly competing for the upper spirits, and finally ran for election. Baptized and canonized by the Holy Lord himself, it is determined that when they reach the realm of the Earth Spirit, they will be qualified to become true Templars.

Although the reserve Templar may not be able to actually enter the Templar, it is a manifestation of strength and glory, proving that he is the elite of the entire Protoss.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Fei's mouth hooked up a sneer, and his eyes were burning, as if he had seen the most satisfactory prey.

Gene devouring!

There is no doubt about the strength of the Protoss' life factor, let alone the best among them? If he can have such a strong body, Lin Fei can be regarded as making up for the fatal shortcomings of the moment.

The Protoss powerhouse raised the double-ended light blade in his hand and said with a gloomy face: "Arcanist, you will pay the price for provoking me. ”

Lin Fei held it in the air, and the scepter suddenly floated, and he held it in his palm with a "snap": "Don't talk nonsense, come on." ”

At this time, the people on both sides had already avoided it far away, for fear of being affected by the battle of the powerhouses at this level.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Protoss powerhouse, and he stepped on it suddenly, distorting the space under his feet.

"Boom-"

He burst out with white divine light, falling into the air like a meteor, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, and stabbing towards Lin Fei's head with a thunderous force.

Jump Slash!

Lin Fei applied a light spirit technique and a wind resistance technique to himself, and retreated to the side like lightning.

The arcane energy and spiritual power that he had retained before was for this moment, and he naturally wouldn't be stingy.

And Hei Tie's face changed even more, and he rushed to the side.

"Boom!"

Under the blow of the Protoss powerhouse, a majestic energy turned into a plasma storm, destroying everything around it. One end of the blade in his hand had already sunk into the ground, and a semicircular depression with a radius of 100 meters had formed around his body.

Cold sweat had already oozed from Hei Tie's forehead, if he had been confused by the light blade in his hand before, thinking that the destructiveness of this blow was only reflected in the blade, then at this moment, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

The Protoss powerhouse sneered, and the plasma around him unexpectedly gathered like a stream, all of which merged into the light blade in his hand.

Lin Fei put down Gu Xiaoyu behind him and pushed it directly to Ah Xing, without looking back, only containing killing intent, and spit out the cold word: "Kill!"

He and Black Iron put on layers of arcane shields, and then launched a fierce attack on the Protoss powerhouses.

Protoss powerhouses are obviously different from Arcanists in that they are better at hand-to-hand combat.

As an Arcanist, Black Iron naturally wants to distance himself and win through long-range Arcane Strikes. But the Protoss powerhouse is too violent, and the light blade in his hand slashes all kinds of arcane arts, and the speed and strength are ridiculously fast, and he deceives himself like lightning.

From the moment the Protoss powerhouse approached, Hei Tie was tired of coping, entangled to death, and it was difficult to distance himself.

Fortunately, he was not alone, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to hold out for long and would be beheaded under the blade.

The scepter in Lin Fei's hand was left by the previous Feiyun Hou, and it was extremely strong, coupled with his profound attainments in stick skills, it was even more brilliant in hand-to-hand combat.

The energy storm in the field was raging, and the shadows of swords and sticks were intertwined, and the energy swept through.

Many monks watched this scene in shock, and they found that Shenjue could not keep up with their movements, leaving a large afterimage, and they had to rely on the information processing ability of Zhihai to deduce what had just happened.

The powerhouse of the Protoss unleashed a whirlwind and slash, flashing and moving, flowing freely. It was as if he was holding a wheel of light, attacking from all sorts of incredible angles, and he was incomparable.

The most thrilling time was when the whistling blade of light slashed through, directly cutting through the mask of black iron, leaving a deep wound on his face.

If Lin Fei hadn't kicked him away, he was afraid that his head would have been cut off on the spot.

Black Iron's reaction was also extremely fast, taking advantage of the distance to cooperate with Lin Fei, and together they used the telekinesis barrier, crashing into the Protoss powerhouse with a violent momentum that crushed everything.

The Protoss powerhouse sneered, and the muscles all over his body swelled exaggeratedly, as if they were about to explode.

He gripped the blade with both hands, his weight sank, and he slammed the blade in front of him.

"Bang-"

With a muffled sound, the arms of the Protoss powerhouse sank back, and the muscles all over his body burst out.

The invisible mental barrier struck furiously, and even though the strong man of the Protoss was as steady as Mount Tai and still maintained such a posture, he was finally repelled backwards.

His feet with three sharp claws ploughed two ravines more than three feet deep and tens of meters long in the ground.

When the mental power barrier dissipated, the powerhouse of the Protoss rushed out like a streamer, clenching the light blade in his hand, and even his arms trembled from excessive force. The majestic and surging energy trembled, frantically surging towards the arm, squeezing and filling it with a high density, as if it might make his arm explode at any moment.

Charge Sprint Slash!