Chapter 89

Name:Lord of War Author:Wooden cow cat
Sean ignored mudes' nonsense. When he saw mudes' right hand moving, he began to sing the mantra quickly.

Although the spell seal swordsman can use some magic ability, he is not a real magician after all. Many magic has been improved. Therefore, the biggest feature is that the spell syllable is very short. Although this sacrifices some magic power and effect, it can give full play to the real combat power when close combat is simply changing rapidly.

So when mudes asked "do you have this ability", Sean's sword had been stabbed.

He was very fast, and his sword was like a trichromatic lightning, stabbing at mudes.

Almost after Sean moved, there was a crackle of wood in the air. Vaguely, there seemed to be an air flow around Sean, but it didn't hinder him. It seemed that Sean had become a part of the air at this moment.

The intense death crisis made mudes feel a slight tingling in his throat. He knew that this was because of Sean's killing intention, so his physical function would cause this reminder. However, looking at Sean's speed so fast, it was clear that there was still a few meters away, and mudes also completely lost his ability to think. He can only follow the fighting habits and conditioned reflex formed for a long time, close the demon book in his hand at this moment, and then raise his hand to resist Sean's sudden sword in writing!

"Qiang!"

Strange metal noise reverberated in the air.

Sean's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and there was a "sure enough" look in his eyes. He knew that the book of demons was not an ordinary book, and he was very vigilant about it. He even took the lead before mudes used the book, but he still didn't expect that he made such a sharp blow. To know the power of his blow, he didn't just rely on the sharpness of the weapon, But I didn't expect to be blocked by this seemingly shabby book.

However, compared with Sean's mind, mudes can only be described as shocked.

He knew very well what the devil's book was. If it weren't for this book, even if he kept exercising all the time, his body would be no better than those weak magicians. Moreover, the book of demons is not just as simple as it looks like a book. This book can also be used as a weapon when necessary. Its hardness is no less than any kind of demonization equipment.

Even if a high-quality weapon hits it, you can't hurt the devil's book, or even leave a gap in the weapon itself.

Mudes's eyes finally fell on Sean's long sword, looked at the three colors that almost dazzled his eyes, and gave a low cry: "enchanted weapons!"

Sean glanced at mudes and didn't intend to explain anything. Sean's attitude towards the dead has always been very straightforward.

With a slight deviation of the wrist, the long sword crossed from the devil's book and cut to mudes's finger. As long as he could cut off mudes's four fingers, he didn't believe that mudes could hold the book, let alone summon purgatory creatures.

The blade of the sword crossed the cover of the book, and the sparks slipped out along the track of the sword tip, but there was no white mark on the cover.

Mudes did not expect that Sean would be so decisive, even with such rich combat experience and combat consciousness. After all, he is not the first time to experience this kind of life and death battle, but the result of each battle is that he survived and his enemy died. Mudes believes that there will be no exception this time.

So his right hand suddenly loosened and slipped, pressed his palm against the back cover of the devil's book, and avoided Sean's sword to his finger.

When he felt the pressure from the other side of the devil's book suddenly lightened, mudes knew that Sean's sword had left the scope of the devil's book. His body suddenly retreated, the thumb of his right hand against the back cover, the middle finger rose, gently pinched the devil's book with two fingers, and the devil's book immediately moved back to mudes. After that, mudes's right hand suddenly loosened, and then his left hand caught the book, unfolded his palm with the same gesture as before, and the demon book automatically opened again, and then turned the page wildly and stayed on the page just opened.

Sean's eyes were frozen, but he bit his teeth, launched a sprint again, and rushed towards mudes.

His physical quality is naturally much better than when he first started in the forest of stars and meteorites, but in such a short period of time, the sudden explosive force and the pressure formed by the double compression of air are still a big burden for him. But as long as his body can bear it, Sean will never be stingy with combat skills, because he knows that fighting with a magician is the most important thing, that is, he can't be separated by the other party.

Especially a magician who knows summoning, it is even more impossible for him to have time to summon magical creatures.

A trace of resentment flashed through mudes's heart. He didn't expect Sean to be so difficult. If he had known this, he would have summoned the summoned creatures in the carriage before getting off the carriage and talking nonsense to Sean. But the world doesn't know, so it's Sean, not mudes, who has the advantage of rhythm.

The book of demons, which was finally opened again, was forced to close again.

The devil in the book issued a unwilling roar and anger, and the shock force even affected mudes who held the book. This time, he failed to use the book to block Sean's long sword in time. Although his physical quality has been strengthened to a certain extent, he is still a magician. Under normal circumstances, he relies on magic to fight, rather than waving weapons into the enemy array like Sean.

The long sword tore mudes' robe and brought out a blood flower.

The touch from the blade let Sean know that he had hurt mudes' hand bone. If the sword went two points deeper, he could definitely cut off mudes' hand. With a little regret, Sean readjusted his breathing rhythm and exhaled the sullen breath from the second sprint. The calmness brought by the thinker enabled Sean to always fight his enemies with the highest mental state.

The sword edge in his hand moved again.

But this time, it was no longer an ordinary attack. Sean had begun to use his skills.

The right hand holding the sword deviated slightly, and the long sword tilted out suddenly turned in the air and waved towards mudes's throat.

The sword body with three colors of brilliance and the unique coldness of a murder weapon made mudes feel his hair stand upright, as if the sword would separate his body in the next second. Although he had fought twice in a row, it was the first time that mudes felt Sean's exquisite swordsmanship. In a panic, mudes could only lift his left hand and beat Sean's sword with the devil's book.

The top of the sword body collided with the devil's book, and the sword potential was slightly biased, but Sean didn't care. Instead, he was close to the trend. The long sword was sent forward, cut horizontally and stabbed, and the speed was suddenly doubled. Under the rhythm that mudes's thinking reaction couldn't keep up with, it ran through his left shoulder.

When the long sword entered the body, the tearing pain immediately made mudes howl.

But Sean's attack will never stop.

As soon as his wrist turned, the long sword stabbed into mudes's left shoulder turned, just like digging a hole in mudes's body. The Sorcerer mudes could not bear such a strong pain. His will almost collapsed at this moment. Such severe pain even twisted his five senses.

And Sean also took this opportunity to press again. While his arm bent, his wrist also turned. The long sword turned again. Mudes's voice was not as simple as howling. However, Sean didn't let go of the other party's plan. The curved upper arm of his right hand was slightly raised, and then the arm was suddenly raised. The strength of his whole body moved completely with his right hand. As soon as the long sword was picked, it broke the shoulder from mudes's left shoulder, and then another hit down, directly breaking mudes's left hand shoulder!

Still holding the left hand of the devil's book, he fell to the ground and made a slight sound.

"Ah!" Murdes's shrill scream almost rang through the whole tindersburg, but his face quickly lost weight at an incredible speed. Suddenly, the whole person changed from a young man to an old man, "I'll fight with you Shoot! "

A unique magic syllable came from mudes' throat, and then the Obsidian ring on mudes's right hand suddenly emitted a strange black awn. A thick and viscous Black Mist emerged from mudes, and then condensed into a black weapon similar to a long gun on his right shoulder. The black light shining at the tip of the gun looked unusually cold.

The next second, the spear shot down Sean's head!

At such a close distance, mudes didn't believe Sean could dodge!

In fact, with Sean's strength now, he can't dodge the assassination of this black spear. However, he didn't need to dodge at all. He recognized that the black spear was a level 5 arcane plastic magic, so his voice also rang.

It was also a magical short pitch, but it fell in mudes's ears like a bolt from the blue.

"Barrier!"

The roaring wind quickly condensed and covered, and the atmospheric barrier just formed at the moment when the spear stabbed Sean's eyebrow.

Only a sound like the crisp sound of glass came out, and the atmospheric barrier and the black long gun exploded into a magic wave at the same time. In the strong wind bombing, mudes felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart. When he looked down, he saw that the long sword in Sean's hand had penetrated his chest, and the blood was continuously soaked from the magic robe, expanding and expanding.

In his ears, came the second sentence Sean said since the war: "do you think I have this ability?"

Mudes raised his head in amazement, stretched out his almost withered right hand and put it on Sean's shoulder, as if to pinch Sean's throat, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed at all. His throat made a "click" sound, which seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't even say a word. He could only stare at Sean with unwilling eyes( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)