Chapter 572

Facing soshyan's step-by-step killing move, Kayan knew that the long war was unfavorable - the forbidden energy field created by untouchable people was oppressing his brain.

Even though Kayan is very smart and doesn't use psionics, as a thousand child wizard, he is born with witchcraft in his blood vessels. If he continues to entangle with each other, he will only become weaker and weaker.

Obviously, the task has not been possible. Kayan made a quick decision and decided to leave.

"Let you be proud this time!"

Kayan swung the spear point of soshyan with a sword, then quickly retreated and touched all the tarot cards in his leather case.

"Go!"

All of a sudden, there were flying cards all over the sky, and then they burned one after another.

But after this burning, they did not turn into ashes like the previous one, but formed a rotating magic barrier to cover the Kayan cage.

Facing the whirlpool formed by the constantly churning and colorful fog, soshyang stood upright, raised the soul spear to the level of his eyes and stretched horizontally in front.

Although the mist mixed with countless colors constantly hit him, the lifeless metal part on the soul spear was still bright and clear.

Soshyan put his eyes on it and filtered out all the thousands of virtual shadows around him with the true image it reflected.

Then, he condensed his luck and breathed in his breath. Each breath was as long as a few minutes, during which his heart beat dropped to 11 times.

This breathing method is also the reason why professor sevita and his crow prince can even reduce the heartbeat between each breath to seven, which is why he is difficult to be detected in the dark without power armour.

But soshyan's current state of mind can never reach such a quiet level.

But dealing with the immediate situation is enough.

In his eyes, everything was a false shadow except the storm raging around him.

However, the fierce beast lingers behind the false shadow

The next second, they jumped out of the fog at the same time and rushed at him together, one behind and one to the left. They may think these two are the flaws of soshyan.

Usually, the devil will send out a series of rough screams or harsh owls when attacking, but the pair killed them silently without giving the prey any warning.

But it makes no sense

Soshyan turned to the left and thrust his soul spear at the shadow from the flank, but the shadow jumped back like a thin and ugly acrobat and jumped into the fog.

Another attacker's claws slashed down and took soshyan's head.

Although soshyang had dodged a moment ago, he still felt a sharp claw wind on his back.

The blow was so fierce that it took the attacker a full second, which caused soshyan to have no time to parry when he turned his spear over his shoulder and hit back.

Although sosh didn't look back when he hit, he had distinguished everything he needed to know from the breath of movement.

When he entered the dark state of mind taught by sevita, the enemy's light lift was as easy to observe as violent exercise, and his whisper was as harsh as a cry.

"Weak."

At the moment when the soul spear wiped his opponent's throat, soshyang said so.

Just stretch out the sharp blade of the soul spear for an inch, and this blow can end the other party's life.

At this time, the second fierce beast rushed out of the fog. It was like a mixture of multiple demons. The thorns between the two corners of the head stood straight due to anger. A pair of bright, deep-seated small eyes were glaring at soshyan, and below them was a beak with prominent jaws and sharp edges like sawteeth, The strong body is full of blood colored lines and various puncture decorations.

This time, it was not so quiet when it attacked.

When soshyang swung his spear and took down the devil's claw, he saw fear in the other party's eyes.

Soshyan's arm shook, the whirlpool position of the spear tip started, instantly cut off the devil's claw, and then penetrated into the devil's neck with a scream.

All of a sudden, black blood splashed all over the sky.

Then soshyan kept on attacking, while another demon pressed his shoulder, opened his mouth and rushed at his head.

Hold the spear in your backhand and stab it up.

The next second, the bloody spear tip pierced from the celestial cover of the ugly head, and the dirty pus slipped down the spear rod onto soshyang's helmet.

With a strong impact, he shook the devil away from the spear point. Soshyang wiped the dirt on the eyepiece with his hand, and then looked at the gradually dissipated fog——

It turned out that Kayan took this opportunity to turn to sol.

He was smart enough to know that soshyan, as an untouchable person, was an insurmountable barrier, so he turned his goal to sol, who seemed easier to deal with.

But he was wrong. It was not an easy target.

As early as the first time soshyan fought with the devil, Kayan had rushed towards sol and wanted to sneak attack while the other party was fighting with the devil lynx.

He was never a knight or a soldier. He was a killer.

But Kayan underestimated Sol's combat power.

The champion swordsman of the third Legion noticed something strange behind him. For the first time, he turned sharply and threw the demon lynx aside.

The next second, their weapons collided.

As a result, Kayan staggered back.

With a sneer, sol drew his sword from the scabbard behind his waist and resisted Kayan's subsequent fatal blow in time.

"I owe you a humiliation in a certain period of time, QIANZI."

Kayan stepped back and opened his arms.

"Well, come on, come and take what you deserve."

Their weapons meet, collide and converge again.

When sol turned, rotated, jumped and stabbed, the sword body flew up and down together. At this time, Kayan realized that the opponent's sword skill was far more terrible than it looked.

He thinks he is also an experienced soldier, and so is the fact, although his endurance is more lasting at best.

But if a soldier wants to compete with a top swordsman, it's a pity. It's no different from suicide.

However, Kayan observed each other's ways and found that they were very similar to thalimanon's accidents, which could make the form and function of the sword move achieve a fatal harmony.

"Are you from the third Legion?"

Kayan asked tentatively and avoided a blow to his neck, but there was also a deep scratch on his shoulder.

"Do you think I'll tell you?"

Sol laughed when he heard it, then strode forward, and the long sword in his right hand roared across.

Kayan held up his sword to block the blow and forced it to stop.

"Star knight, it's really a battle regiment full of secrets."

With that, Kayan clapped Sol's sword open, but before he could stop, the other party rushed over with big steps.

The next second, their heads collided violently, and Kayan was forced to retreat.

At this time, his right foot was hit hard by something inexplicable, then he lost his balance and knelt on one foot.

Before Kayan got up, the sharp tip of the blade pressed against his throat, and its owner was looking down at him through the dark eyepiece.