In just an instant, one of the altar priests flew backwards and slammed into the ground behind Shen Lin, emitting a wisp of black smoke from the flames.

The woman screamed in fright and said in a sharp voice, "You spirits of the Gerry Empire are really not gentlemen at all!"

Little Sissel's spiritual power came unusually fast and unstoppable, and he turned around, and immediately raised his arms, and the blade was crossbarred in front of him. The wrists of the last two altar priests were clasped to the twin blades of Little Sissel, and the three of them were at a stalemate for a while.

Little Sissel's eyes exuded a fiery and evil killing intent, "Count Shenlin, I don't eat the first salute and then the soldier. ”

"I didn't say I was going to salute you before I soldiered, Jensen Sissel!" Shen Lin sneered, the white storm in her eyes suddenly extinguished, she flicked the flying knife on her fingertips twice, and two streams of spiritual power instantly shot forward from the palm of her hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Little Sissel immediately used all his strength to push the two altar priests away, got up and kicked it flying, kicking the left-hand one to the ground, and immediately twisted his waist, turned around and quickly blocked the dense attack with two blades-

The knife landed on the ground with a thud. Shen Lin's fingers gathered a stream of spiritual power, like a huge puppet joystick, and the invisible silk thread lifted the flying knife again, suspended in mid-air for a short time, and then shot straight ahead again.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of metal clashing like a gust of wind forced Sissel Jr. to take a few steps backwards.

"It's pretty fast, I thought you'd get poked through a few blood holes. ”

Little Sissel snorted coldly, and in order to prevent the remaining priest from making any other moves, he did not hesitate to crush his backbone.

Looking at his movements, Shen Lin's eyes carried a complicated emotion: "Including that great spirit envoy Gwendelin, there are almost no spiritual magicians who can win over my altar priests." I didn't expect you to be quite smart. ”

"The Great Spirit Envoy was not defeated at all in the hands of these seven altar priests, but you, using these seven puppets to fight, quickly perceive the opponent's spiritual means. Little Sissel wiped the blood from his face and said coldly: "I didn't interrupt you just now, I just wanted to see what level these seven 'weapons' can reach." ”

"Yes, what do you see, clever fire spirit master?"

"I don't think if there were more altar priests, you wouldn't have had such a hard time dealing with me. ”

"Hey, I just didn't expect you to use any of the moves I was expecting. I'm here today, I didn't expect these seven little guys to defeat you, General Sissel, I just have to hold you back, and when Gwendlin is killed by Monica, I'll let you go, hehe......"

Sissel Jr. said seriously: "There's no way Gwendlin can't lose to Monica. ”

Shen Lin looked at Little Sissel with interest: "This kind of self-confidence of yours, this kind of freedom to kill enemies wantonly, is it really the type I like...... However, I won't be tempted by you, after all, you are in the same camp as her, and it is so stupid to have such high expectations for her......"

Shen Lin bent down and picked up one of the slender scythes, poking it on the ground with a "snap", the spiritual power was transmitted from her palm to the handle of the scythe, and the moisture in the air above her head became less and less, quenched on the flying blade suspended in mid-air, and the tip of the knife was condensed with a layer of glittering ice, like the blade of the scythe, glowing like moonlight ivory white.

"It's useless. ”

Little Sissel held the God of War twin blades in both hands, and several flames quickly burst out on the ground at his feet, spreading inch by inch to the surroundings. The flames swirled up to form a stream of air, like a stream of transparent silk ribbons floating in the air, and waves of hot air rose up.

He threw his blades into the air, and the two knives suddenly joined together, and a new blade protruded from the front end, and when it fell back into the hands of Little Sissel, it had turned into a giant sword that shone with red light.

Shen Lin's hand stopped moving, and he mocked: "Jensen, the heads of your parents were cut off by this giant sword, right?"

The man's expression darkened, and he said angrily, "You also want to try it?"

"Can you do it?"

Suddenly, a flash of lightning-fast spiritual power sped over the two of them's heads, and the flying blades slanted down to the ground, shooting in the direction of Little Sissel after a wave of Shenlin's hand.

The giant sword in Little Sissel's hand swept diagonally upward, and those deadly flying blades overlapped and collided with each other under the shock of sword qi.

Shen Lin knew in her heart that this flying knife could not hurt the opponent's vital point at all, so she bowed her body, and countless spiritual power spread along the slender scythe to Little Sissel's feet, and countless huge icicles pierced the ground like mushrooms after rain-

"You've lost! Jensen Sissel!" Shen Lin's voice was sharp and cold, she narrowed her eyes and waved her arms forward, and in an instant all the ice exploded in all directions, poking into the fire master's body.

But before her smug look could stay on her face for a second, the burly and stout figure of a man flashed in front of her.

Her eyes flickered, and she saw that the giant sword that flashed red turned into two blood-stained blades in an instant!

"Don't—Jensen Sissel...... Don't!"

After the figure of the fire spirit master, it exploded into a cloud of inflated aura, and the flames attached to the knife surface, mercilessly stabbing Shen Lin's chest-

"No ......"

"Of course I can, Count Shenlin. ”

Little Sissel's voice was low, full of the richness and magnetism of a male creature, and his face was as hot as fire, and it was extremely moving in the blood light.

His dark red eyes are now looking at his "artwork" with affection and for a moment.

"Jason Sissel...... This can't ......" Shen Lin's throat gradually tightened with pain, and boundless fear engulfed all of her consciousness like a fuchsia patch in her vision.

Little Sissel said quietly, "I want you to shut up now." ”

The blade was poked a few inches hard by the man, and Shen Lin's eyes turned black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You ......" she gritted her teeth, full of unwilling expression - her palm secretly accumulated spiritual power, withdrew the flying knife in mid-air into her hand, and struggled to raise her arms and slash vertically down, "You...... Die!"

"I said, it's useless. With a wave of his arm, Sissel Jr. directly blocked the attack with a single blade.

"You're going to regret it, Jensen, you're going to regret it...... When you come to the Violet Empire, you will regret meeting me here. Shen Lin grabbed the man's arm with one hand and pulled him towards him with all her strength, "My arms will be very warm." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she skillfully flicked her wrist, and the knife was thrown forward again, immediately turning around and shooting at Little Sissel's back. Immediately afterwards, the tip of the knife turned sharply and stabbed back into the man's body.

Warm blood spurted from Little Sissel's back, staining their bodies red.

"How's it going, Fire Spirit...... Am I right?"

Little Sissel clenched his teeth in pain, and the severe pain made him unable to resist the woman's attack for a while. The knife pierced out of his shoulder socket and flew back into Shenlin's hand just below his collarbone.

"Does it hurt, huh?" Shen Lin's smile was strange and terrifying, she pushed the man hard to the side, and withdrew from under him with all her might, and then pulled her left hand back into the void, and another flying knife pierced out of Little Sissel's body-

There was another bloody hole in his chest.

Little Sissel stumbled and lay on his back on the ground. He quickly unleashed his spiritual power to speed up the healing of the wound, and the blood soaked the ground like a thick berry juice.

He thought that the psiclists of the Violet Empire were all good at spells, but he didn't expect this flying knife move to change so quickly, which caught him off guard.

He quickly calculated in his mind the probability of surviving, the probability that the woman would kill him with one blow, and the probability of his successful counterattack.

——

Soon, he came to the answer, he would definitely win this battle.

Shen Lin half-knelt and picked up the flying knife on the ground, and licked the blood on the tip of the knife: "The blood of your fire spirit master is all stinky. Descendants of the Karen Sissel family, phew!"

"Why don't you speak? Are you dying? The strongest assassin in the Gerry Empire is nothing more than that. ”

She spat on the ground, looked at little Sissel lying on the ground, quickly picked up the scythe, raised her hand and slashed at little Sisser's head.

"Shenlin, do you know the rules of our Fire Spirit Master?" the man sneered, his voice low and hoarse.

"You, what did you say?"

Little Sissel's mind was dizzy, and his vision was a little blurry, but he kept whispering in his mouth, and just for a second when he heard Shen Lin hesitate, he reacted very quickly and leaned up, and a flame burst out from his palm, shooting in the direction of the source of the sound.

"Ahh

"Forget it if you don't hear it, I'm reminding you to be wary of me. Little Sissel immediately seized this rare gap in defense, lifted the blade of his right hand and stabbed Shen Lin in the abdomen, that blow was merciless, using almost all the strength of his hand!

The strongest assassin in the Gerry Empire, worthy of his name, his killing decision has reached the highest level in the entire Phantom Capital Continent!

"Don't be half-hearted. He turned his head and looked at the woman's pale face, "You don't deserve it at all." ”