Chapter 81: Kill the Sword Saint (Part 1)

It is very stupid to jump up in the air in the face of a magician. The third reel that Salin unfolds is a level five reel, with six huge ice cubes appearing around the middle-aged man, and violently attacking the middle.

The middle-aged man was shocked. He was in the center of the magic attack and saw huge ice walls on all sides slapped at the same time. This attack was not a simple elemental attack, but also a huge physical killing. If he resisted with sword energy, his body would not be able to withstand such a violent impact, and he would inevitably be pinched into meat sauce.

If this magic is activated on the flat ground, it will inevitably arouse his vigilance, because the changes in the earth under his feet will be very obvious. It will take a process to gather water elements in the earth.

Level 5 magic - ice strike.

Looking at the Sword Saint facing a desperate situation in the air, Salin no longer felt heartbroken to consume a level 5 scroll. This was his first time fighting with the Sword Saint. Until now, he still maintained a distance of about fifty meters from the Sword Saint. If it were in the past, his magic could not have attacked so far.

There were huge ice cubes on all sides, and the middle-aged man felt that his blood had stopped flowing. The freezing effect accompanied by the level 5 magic was stronger than the frost array. In the middle-aged man's body rotated violently, and suddenly turned over in the air, with a long sword in front of him and hit the ice cube below.

The Bronze Sword Saint's attack power is close to the level six mage, and it is too difficult to destroy a level five magic instantly. The ice strike magic has no dead end. Since it cannot destroy one side of the attack instantly, the rest of the attack must be taken stiffly. The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, and his opponent's attack was so calm and his calculations were extremely accurate. If he was not worried about the woman in a colorful robe, he would not have the intention of quick battle and decisiveness and fell into this trap.

Gala...boom!

The middle-aged man's long sword shot sharply, quickly shattering the ice below, and attacks from the other five directions hit him heavily. The sword energy was instantly defeated, and the middle-aged man rushed to the ground like a big bird, with blood gushing out of his mouth, but it had already left the range of the ice strike.

If he does not escape with his injury, the six huge pieces of ice will be repeatedly attacked until the elements disappear. He waved his sword to protect his body. With only three breaths, he can gather the sword energy again and temporarily suppress the injury.

With a puff, the middle-aged man felt like he fell into a ball of glue and his hands slowed down.

Salin released a third-level magic - Unreal Swamp. This magic is a small-scale magic that can be broken if he is not injured.

At this time, Sika had already arrived beside him. Before the Bronze Sword Saint controlled by the Illusion Swamp had fallen to the ground, a huge stick had already hit. Sika's martial arts were very simple, and her attack was simple and clear. This stick hit a middle-aged man's thigh and knocked the middle-aged man out horizontally.

The middle-aged man did not breathe a sigh of relief, blood stuck in his throat, his eyes turned pale, and he almost fainted. He felt his legs were broken, and even his muscles were completely smashed into a ball of flesh. He was completely lost and one leg was gone. Even if he could survive, his second half of his life would lose meaning.

His former opponents were at most a third-level magician. In his opinion, he was no longer careful with the low-level magicians. Even if he met a great magician, he would have a way to kill him with one blow.

Unexpectedly, the attack of the great magician was so fierce, and Xiaocheng's sword energy was so fragile in the face of the power of magic. He was discouraged and before he could land, the long sword in his hand wiped his neck.

A fair and slender palm stretched over, grabbed his long sword and pinched it. The eight-sided sword that could withstand the explosive power of the sword energy was directly pinched by this somewhat delicate hand. The middle-aged man saw a pair of green eyes, which were full of greed, as if a hungry person was staring at the exquisite food.

"It's too late to die now." The woman with green pupils grabbed his shoulders and crushed his shoulder blades directly.

The mercenaries behind the cart were dazzled and Salin's battle was full of artistic atmosphere, natural and smooth. From the first wind to the second quicksand to the war horse, then the warrior's boomerang was used to distract the enemy. When the enemy jumped up and wanted to launch an attack, the hidden means were used.

An ice strike destroyed the hope of the Bronze Sword Saint. The Bronze Sword Saint shouldn't have ridden a war horse at all. If he walked, he would not have fallen into this trap. He trusted his sword too much and forgot that the sky belonged to the magician.

Even the Golden Sword Saint was unwilling to fight with magicians of the same level in the air. It was useless to regret at this time. Nelise brought him to Salin. Salin stroked his chest, smiled, and said to the middle-aged man: "I'm really a Sword Saint, I'm under a lot of pressure."

The middle-aged man was so angry that he spat blood again. Salin nodded and said, "What are you chasing? If you say it, I will make you die more happily. Otherwise, once you start, you will not even have the chance to regret it."

The middle-aged man almost burst into fire in his eyes. He looked at Salin tightly and said in a desperate tone: "What's the difference between death? I was no longer afraid of death when I was at your age. Don't think of asking anything from me, do it."

Nelis laughed out loud and whispered in his ear: "I'm looking forward to your answer. Now no matter how much I am, I won't scold me."

After Neris finished speaking, she simply took out a tent and walked in with the middle-aged man.

Rex only stood up at this time, looked at Neris who had entered the tent, and said to Salin: "Is it necessary?"

"Anyway, if we catch him, even if we don't ask, this group of people will think we know." Salin replied with a smile. Rex felt that Salin's words made sense. Even if he didn't ask, these people who pretended to be thieves would be guilty and think that they knew their secrets.

This secret is just smuggling. At most, the goods are a bit weird and will not make Rex moved. The trouble is that the other party doesn't think so, and I'm afraid they have to kill people to silence them.

Ao!

The Bronze Sword Saint in the tent suddenly burst out with a beast-like howl, and Rex immediately released a silent barrier. She sighed. Since it started, there was no need to stop it. She also believed that Neris would definitely ask something. Even the Silver Sword Saint could not withstand Neris's questioning.

Shika walked towards a defensive circle composed of six trucks, and the merchants and mercenaries were silent. Shika just picked up the boomerang that landed beside the car and turned back to Salin.

The mercenaries were worried that the power Salin showed was too strong, and the weak would be extremely uneasy in the face of such power, even if Salin was the one who protected them.

"Sarin, don't get lost in power." Rex reminded her. Seeing Sarin's smug look, she was afraid that this victory would ruin the genius mage.

"Rex, this time I used two level 4 scrolls and one level 5 scroll. Of course I know the difference between me and the Sword Saint. I am happy because I am finally not a useless person." Salin said his heart happily. In the past, he could only hide aside in any battle, unless he was at the critical moment of life and death, and he could not face a strong enemy at all.

Since leaving Ceylon City, he has always felt that he is a waste. Aini can make a quick decision because of the Baron's murderous intent, but he hesitated and tried to get a peaceful result.

If he hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, he wouldn't have even been promoted to a second-level mage.

Losing in power is certainly a tragedy, but he doesn't even have the power to protect himself, which makes him unacceptable. Rex is less than two years older than him, and he already has the possibility of attacking the magician. He wants to become a magician, but he doesn't know how many years he needs to spend.

This time, he finally defeated a sword saint head-on. Although it was only a bronze sword saint, it was his most brilliant record. This victory made Salin feel the importance of power. If he was still a small second-level mage, the bronze sword saint could break through all his defenses with just one sword, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Don’t get lost in power, but without power, you have died more than a dozen times.

Rex did not continue to persuade Salin. Salin and she chose a different path of cultivation. What Rex wanted was that everyone understood the truth of this world, while Salin was just to get rid of fate alone. She prepared a level 4 magic - Black Mist and released it casually.

"Be careful that those big cars come back, there are heavy crossbows inside."

Salin nodded. The black fog released by Rex was much larger than that of Level 1 magic, and this level 4 magic body was in it, and his vision would not be hindered. This is the difference between intermediate magic and primary magic. After the first level of confusion fog was released, the people in the fog could not see the surrounding scenes.

A corner suddenly lifted up in the tent, Neris showed half of her face and waved to Salin, "Master!"

"Um?"

"Come in quickly." Nelise smiled sly.

Knowing that Neris would not harm him, Salin got into the tent through the gap she pulled up. The Bronze Sword Saint, who had already lost one leg, had now lost both legs. Nalining pointed at the captive who had only left his upper body and said to Salin: "Master, I scared him silly. Now he only has sword energy left, you can use it to practice."

Oh? I'm stupid!

Salin is a magician. The knowledge he learned tells him that humans think with their brains. However, even if the brain is damaged, some of the functions of the body will continue to operate. This bronze sword saint has lost control of the body, but the sword energy is still protecting itself, which is indeed a good target.

"Nelise, it's done well." Salin looked down at the Bronze Sword Saint, and a blue light flashed in his eyes. The sword energy running in the Bronze Sword Saint's lower abdomen was very weak and slow, and it happened to be used for observation.
Chapter completed!