Chapter 3290 The Real Enemy

Buzz ~

The remaining whisper elements of the eleven magic swords resonated for the final resonance, and all the power was concentrated on one of the swords. The sword shook violently in the light of the magic technique, and then disappeared out of thin air into the light of the sun.

The magic sword with maternal consciousness abandoned the other ten bodies. Ten meters above the light ball, the escaped sword suddenly appeared and then shot into the starry sky like a flying arrow.

Ms. Camille Eden was now fully committed to maintaining the magic tricks and suppressing the other ten swords. She could no longer distract herself from stopping it, but the high ring warlock here was not the only one.

So the next second, from all over the snow-capped mountains, various luminous chains, ropes and ribbons shot towards the night sky, like colorful seals in the snowy night, entangling the escaped sword tightly.

The church's ring warlock, the professors who came to watch the shelter ceremony of the three academies, and even the elders of the Fatu people who did not enter the battlefield were taking action. The flying sword struggled in the air for a while, but as the light that bound it strengthened, it finally had to give up its struggle.

Flora, who did not take action, stared at the sword in the air and confirmed to Xia De again:

"What else can happen when things come to this point?"

So as soon as Flora's words fell, a big hand stretched out from the void next to the bound eleventh sword and held the hilt of the magic sword. The deep black fire flowed along the sword body, and the black gems like eyes on the hilt of the magic sword instantly glowed.

Then the hand just waved the sword lightly, and all the colorful lights wrapped around the magic sword were cut off. It was not that the magic sword had recovered its strength, but that hand seemed to have a strange effect of exerting all the power of this angel-level relics.

The owner of the hand also appeared in the air at this moment. Snowflakes floated by its side, and its whole body was wrapped in shadows, and no one could see its true face.

But although it looks like a human with a height of about 1.8 meters and a well-proportioned figure, it seems that endless malice is entangled around it. Even if anyone focuses on it, he will feel like his eyes are about to be scratched by a sharp blade.

The stranger holding the sword did not show his life ring. After a husky voice smiled softly, he raised his sword and slashed it violently. The 100-meter-long black sword light that surpassed the power of the eleven magic swords gathered just now, slashing towards Ms. Camille Eden. The latter frowned slightly and showed the light of the [Hitton Seal] again. However, he did not expect that the other party took advantage of her distraction and disappeared directly, and then appeared in the huge golden light ball.

The highest light of the sun constantly collided with the black light around it, but the stranger didn't care. All the ten prisoners were trapped at this moment, until all the eleven swords gathered in its hands to a most simple black metal sword. The eye-like gem at the hilt of the sword seemed to have truly turned into a magic sword at this moment, and the black eyeballs were spinning around in the hilt of the sword.

The great sword slashed around its low laughter, and the [Sun Emblem] Ms. Camille Eden's magic was actually destroyed.

When the golden light dissipated, the high-ring warlocks hiding everywhere in the mountain all appeared on their own due to the accident at this moment. Without confirming the other party's identity, dozens of magical attacks from different directions directly bombarded the stranger holding the sword, but the other party just danced the angel-level relics [Sword Heroes's Mother Nest] in his hand with wonderful sword skills, and blocked all attacks with sword skills alone.

It did not give the human ring warlocks another chance to attack. The long sword in its hand buzzed, and then it spoke for the first time after another hoarse and low laughter:

"Sword Dance·Running!"

The great sword danced three interlaced ink circles with it as the center of the circle, one horizontally and the two tilted to the left and right.

The three ink circles spread to the surrounding area, and all the magical and spell attacks were annihilated by the ink marks of the sword dance. The mountain was split by it, the earth was split by it, the light of the magic ritual disappeared, and even the howling wind disappeared in the three sword dances.

When the sword marks dissipated, smoke and steam floated to the night sky, only the rumbling sound of mountain collapse and the rustling sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.

The high-ring warlocks either fell seriously injured or disappeared, leaving only the whole body emitted a hot light, and their hair was lit up in golden color again. Ms. Camille Eden turned herself into a golden thunderbolt and rushed towards the deep and smiling stranger.

When the sound of ~ was like a bell ringing in the snowy mountain, the fact was that a stranger used the magic sword in his hand to block the full blown attack of the Thirteen Ring Warlock. The infinite malicious intention around it was polluting the surrounding environment like ink at this moment. While Ms. Camill Eden with a serious expression staggered to the ground, it raised the magic sword in his hand for the second time.

The terrifying whisper elements gathered under the moon at this moment. The low laughter replaced the wind echoing in the valley, like a horror story unfolding in reality. Even the starlight in the ink-stained night sky is dimming. This blow is not the power of a simple magic sword, but also the peak of the power of the strange sword-holding stranger.

Several old figures appeared above the stranger's head at this moment. The three elders wearing sheep horn hats, deer horn hats and coral hats leaned back against their backs, and leaned their thumbs and thumbs, index fingers and index fingers on their left and right hands, forming a triangle shape on their chest:

"In the name of Fatumonster - the Snow Mountain Seal Technique!"

The three old men leaning together seemed to have turned into snow-capped mountains under the moon, pressing against strangers down in a loud noise. But the latter just pushed the sword that was about to be chopped down and shattered the "snow-capped mountains" with one blow. The three elders fell down, and Miss Reinhardt, who put on cloaks and hoods, hurried to rescue.

The husky low laughter sounded again, and it swung its sword to slash at the witch, but the [Sun Emblem] with golden hair radiating from its hair has taken this opportunity to come behind it:

"Divine Technique-Yang Yan Explosion!"

Boom!

Claire Reinhardt, who had wrapped the waists of the three elders with a rope turned into golden light, flew into the distance by the shock wave caused by the explosion. When he turned around to see, the fire ball in the air had not yet dissipated, but the black figure had already arrived at a position less than ten meters in front of her in an air charge.

Many people saw this scene at this moment, and the witch's light golden eyes had already reflected the strange-looking true face. She raised her hand to defend, but the infinite malice that she had never touched before made her body slow down.

The ink color of the big sword slashed off her eyes blacked, but it was just this moment of life and death—

"Moon Fire."

The silver flame wrapped around Xia De's entire right arm, and he appeared in the air head down and slapped his palm down. The black figure gave up swinging his sword at this moment, and his left hand was upward to the silver flame above.

The black light collided with the moonlight, and this time there was no loud noise or too dazzling light and shadow effect. The two of them waved their palms up and down, like they were still in the air for a second, and the fluctuations of the spirit caused by the impact of two completely different pure forces made all the ring warlocks still on the battlefield and around them feel suffocated.

"he"

"What are you doing while standing there? Let's go!"

Flora's voice appeared in the ears of the sun's witch. The latter was shocked, but he didn't care why his colleagues were here and hurriedly retreated below.

The stranger holding the magic sword did not chase her, because after a palm it looked down at its palm that was emitting black smoke, and then looked up at the figure that was at the same height as it but was floating a hundred meters away, which was already wrapped in the night.

Although no one could see the face of a stranger holding a magic sword, when the stranger lifted his sword and stared at the night on the east side of the snowy mountain, everyone could feel its solemnity and anxiety. This was the caution he showed when he faced Ms. Camille Eden just now.

But just as the stranger holding the sword confronted the night, Ms. Camille Eden, whose solid wings appeared again behind her, was ready to rush into the night sky again.

The wings of a hundred meters long spread out, and a huge sun emblem appeared at her feet:

"Magic Art·Sun Feather!"

But the space lock seemed to be ineffective against the stranger. The magic sword in his hand slashed forward and drew a black crack. It entered the crack directly and avoided the fatal attack of the sorcerer of the Sun Church.

After it appeared from a high place in the night sky again, it waved its hand and split the remaining golden feathers with a sword. But the sterling silver sword light was hidden among the golden feathers, turning into a long whip [Moonlight Great Sword] across a hundred meters away and swung towards the dark figure, so the stranger holding the sword also danced forward.

The impact of the dark long sword and the sterling silver long whip in the night sky disrupted the wind and snow. It was obviously a long whip but it could still use exquisite swordsmanship. The confrontation between ancient swordsmanship and ancient swordsmanship gradually made the stranger realize the origin of his opponent.

However, at this time, hundreds of sunlight guns from above had been activated. It could only fight against the long whip while using the characteristics of the magic sword to control hundreds of black flying swords to resist the thunderbolts from the sun:

"hunter?"

It whispered softly, but only the wind could hear this sound.

The long sword shattered the silver whip, and then it used space movement again to avoid the attacks of those sunglasses.

He wanted to use his own ability to control the silver long whip, but the long whip had disappeared. It flew around in the air to search, and behind it, the sound of wind breaking through the air appeared. The magic sword slashed the fireballs in the spiral slash in the air, and among the stars of fire, Xia De's figure appeared again.

The figures that appeared in the sky were bathed in the extremely bright moonlight for some reason, and there was a dark color in their eyes:

"The magical technique - the remaining advice."

[There is a strong enemy in front of you. If the demon holds high-level relics and weapons, it is time to turn around.]

【Next, it is useful to avoid participating in duels.】

[There is a demonic field before, be careful of the duel rules.]

【It's time to put down any weapon.】
Chapter completed!