Chapter 1143

The sword came very quickly.

It was almost as if it would be dark and a light would light up.

Like dawn.

Neither the Moro nor the fog spirit expected this sudden situation - or the fog spirit had expected it for a long time, because he realized that the problem was wrong when he only found three holy land strongmen when he launched an attack on the Green Castle, so he was always on guard against the Holy Land strongmen who destroyed his dead army in the West. But what he didn't expect was that the strength of the Holy Land strongman was so strong. What surprised him was that he didn't find the approach of the Holy Land strongman.

At this moment, it was too late for the fog spirit to avoid again, so he had to take the sword.

However, fortunately, he expected such a situation at the beginning, so he early lured his opponent to make the magic array God layout successfully through the destruction of the attack.

In the face of this powerful sword, countless dead spirits emerged madly, and then gathered around the fog spirit to quickly form a gray ball, just as he used to trap the gray haired middle-aged man before. However, compared with the previous sphere, the real firmness of the gray sphere is in the outer part. After all, this time it is used to stop the terrible sword, not to prevent the people trapped by the sphere from escaping from the inside.

The Moro on one side wanted to go up and support, but the strong death not only completely protected the fog spirit, but also formed a very corrosive force and swept towards the Moro. If the Moro wants to support, it will be swept by this force. Judging by the strong vitality above, I'm afraid that the Moro can't bear the power inside, and eight out of ten will be seriously damaged.

Moro is not afraid of death, but it doesn't mean he's stupid.

He is willing to pay this old life for hassas, but that is also based on the premise of heavy damage to the enemy. Now hassas has begun to evacuate to the direction of the virgin forest. In addition, even if he is seriously injured, he can't cause any substantive damage to the fog spirit, so of course he won't attack foolishly and rashly and take his life in.

However, the Moro did not just withdraw, but chose to avoid the impact and damage of the corrosive force, and still looked at the fog spirit. He also wants to find an opportunity to hit his opponent hard, because he knows that only by solving the fog spirit, can the undead legion, which has expanded to more than 100000, be really defeated.

As for the complete annihilation, the Moroccan has neither the idea nor the mood.

At this time, the extremely sharp sword light had rushed to the gray ball and hit it hard.

"Bang!"

A very dull blasting sound burst out of the air.

Although listening to the sound is extremely terrible, it can even be clearly seen that nearly one-third of the area of the whole gray ball has been directly transformed into fog particles in this collision, just like haze, which is obviously completely broken by this sword. However, the sword light was much dimmer at this time. Both Wuling and Moro could clearly feel that the sword light was not enough to continue the follow-up attack.

In the sense of actual combat, this confrontation can only be regarded as a draw.

But!

A lot of dead gas poured out madly at this time, and then gathered on this spherical body. The originally broken area was repaired quickly with an amazing horror speed!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the spherical body has recovered to the shape before it was broken by the bright sword light. Its speed is so fast that even the Moro on one side has no time to support the shot. When the gray ball recovered as before and the light of the sword light was slightly dimmed for a few minutes, Moro also saw that a small section of the sword tip of the sword stabbing at the ball was also wrapped by the ball.

Inside the sphere, the fog spirit came with a little wild laughter.

The strong radiance emitted by the sword has completely subsided, and the Moro can see the identity of the person who stabbed the sword from a distance of hundreds of meters.

Of course, the identity of the man in front of him really surprised Moro.

This man is Sean Connery!

The man who met several times in the black swan castle of the Principality of void.

He still remembered that at that time, the man gave him a particularly cold feeling, just like an active volcano that was temporarily silent, so he knew the terrible hidden by the Archduke from the beginning. But at that time, he remembered that the strength of the other party seemed to be just the lower holy land, but the momentum shown at this time was no longer below him - perhaps it was not as good as him in the strength level at present, at least he didn't really step into the upper holy land, but in the direct sense of Moro, it made him clearly understand that if he and the big bus driver, It must have ended the battle with his fall.

Ignoring the Moro floating beside him for the time being, Sean's attention was completely focused on the fog spirit in front of him.

At this time, the black king in his hand was trapped by the ball that was a little like haze particles. Although Sean didn't know what skill it was, he could feel the thick smell of death and the extra huge smell of resentment on the ball.

At this moment, Sean suddenly realized that the large-scale magic array below was inspired by the soul power of these undead creatures as a sacrifice. Its effect is to strengthen the strength of the undead who entered the influence range of the magic array to a certain extent. Of course, the price is that these undead creatures that form the magic array will be regarded as consumables. Once the power of the soul is consumed, they will completely lose their action power and are no longer undead creatures that can act.

Just don't say when the magic array composed of tens of thousands of undead creatures will really lose its function. Just say that the souls of the war dead in the Green Castle are all trapped in this land, we can infer that the strength loss of this undead army is very light.

After thinking about this, Sean looked even colder.

The wrist of his right hand shook slightly, and a strange vibration force was transmitted to the black king. The long black sword, which was trapped and unable to move, immediately produced a vibration. Soon, these vibrations began to affect the whole gray ball, so that the ball, which had been completely solidified into a solid, also shook, faintly or even returned to the fog shape.

Hidden in the fog, the crazy laughter stopped suddenly.

"Do you think there's nothing I can do to hide inside and trap my sword tip?" Sean sneered, "you're looking for your own death."

The next moment, an extremely violent breath burst out suddenly.

A white brilliance broke through the shell of the sphere, followed by the second and third, and then more and more white brilliance like a column of light broke through the spherical body. However, in the twinkling of an eye, the whole spherical body had been pierced by countless light columns, and then directly exploded - the whole spherical body was directly destroyed by Sean from the inside with great power, resulting in the collapse of the whole.

The fog spirit was embarrassed to break open the fog and wanted to retreat quickly.

Sean snorted coldly, "want to escape?"

Sean did not pursue, but raised his long sword, made a forward step in mid air, and the black king of his right hand stabbed forward.

At that time, countless dense sword shadows broke out in the air in that season.

Zhenhun!

Everything in this heaven and earth was immediately completely suppressed. Even if the fog spirit wanted to escape, he suddenly felt unable to resist in the face of this terrible momentum. He could only watch the countless sword shadows stab himself. The only thing he can do is to slightly move his body under this terrible momentum to avoid being directly killed by Sean's sword on the spot.

When a sword is stabbed, it seems that time is fixed forever, but in fact, it is only a second for others.

Maybe the power of Sean's sword was not enough, or maybe the fog spirit was lucky. After all, Sean's sword didn't explode at close range, giving the other party more room to move. Therefore, it was only badly hurt, but it was not destroyed. Therefore, at the cost of serious injury, the fog spirit dragged only half of his body into the influence range of the huge dead magic array and repaired his body with the help of the huge dead power.

Sean naturally can't let it recover so easily.

He knew that in the final analysis, his move was not powerful enough to calm the soul.

Although from the moment he shot, he first attacked by cutting the soul and breaking the air, and then destroyed the ball body with breaking the soul. The consumption of fighting spirit was a little large, which led to the slight weakness of his final soul calming power. However, the soul of the town, which is only a hundred swords, is really not enough in the realm where the enemies are basically strong in the holy land. According to Sean's estimation, it needs at least 200 swords to kill these strong in the holy land. Otherwise, it will only be a sword move that can hurt people.

Sean also knew that in his current situation, it was completely impossible to stab two hundred swords in one second. If you give him a lot of time to practice martial arts, he can naturally reach this level. However, it is a pity that he does not have so much time to practice martial arts, and his busy affairs occupy almost all his time. If he did not have systematic assistance, I am afraid he could not reach the middle holy land from the bronze realm in such a short period of six or seven years.

The only time he can make the soul calming power have a strong threat to the strong in the holy land is only after he breaks through the upper holy land. Starting from stepping into the holy land, in addition to the strengthening and improvement of the body, the simple improvement of the realm will not increase the attribute value, but improve the skills and combat abilities in other aspects.

It is precisely because of this that the town soul has become a bit of a chicken rib in Sean's hands now - if the distance is too far, it is worthless, and if the distance is too close, it is a strong melee confrontation. Breaking the soul and cutting the soul are better choices than the town soul.

In the face of undead creatures such as fog spirit, it's just pure hurtful martial arts, which is not enough.

As undead creatures, the core of fog spirits' real lifeline is the soul beads running in their bodies. Only by destroying this can they be truly eliminated. Otherwise, it will weaken their strength at most. In a sense, the fog spirit is like a lich that lives on the life box, but it is no more abnormal than the Lich. Even if it is destroyed, as long as there is a life box, it can revive. If there is no enough external stimulation and assistance, once the fog spirit is destroyed, it is meaningless to leave only soul beads.

A large number of death breath rushed into the body of fog spirit, making his translucent body more solid.

However, the power of the sword that Sean just stabbed is really good, so the consumption of reshaping the body for the fog spirit is much greater than before.

Sean just glanced and found that it almost used up nearly a third of the power of the whole magic array. However, at this meeting, Sean also found that the souls wandering around the Green Castle were also used as some kind of fuel, dragged into it by the magic array, turned into new energy and fuel, and began to supplement the consumption of the whole magic array.

The discovery made Sean frown.

He realized that if he did not solve the magic array first, he would fall into an endless vicious circle. However, after the fog spirit regained its physical body, the breath was much weaker than before, and there was even an obvious decline. Sean knew that the magic array was not omnipotent.

"Go and help them." Sean turned his back to Moro and said faintly, "just give it to me here Find hassas. I have something to find him. "

If it had been before, Moro might have doubted whether Sean's strength was enough to deal with it, but at the moment, seeing that he hit the fog spirit so easily, Moro would not ask more questions. He knew that even if he did it himself, he would never be as relaxed and freehand as Sean, and only looking at the swords Sean just shot, he knew that the Great Duke of void had reached an extraordinary level in swordsmanship.

People like this, even if their personal realm is not as good as themselves, their actual combat ability is definitely more terrible than themselves.

After all, except that there are obvious differences between the lower and upper positions in the holy land, the real Holy Land strongmen do not comment on the level of combat power by the realm. And to put it bluntly, the realm of the holy land is actually a self-examination process for people to hone their fighting skills and develop their physical quality and ability.

After nodding slightly, the Moro turned and rushed to the battlefield below.

This time, it was the fog spirit's turn to dare not act rashly.

It is indeed a bit ridiculous that the scene a few minutes ago was completely reversed at this time.

Looking at the fog in front of him, Sean suddenly said, "are you from the * * * kingdom?"

"What?" The fog spirit didn't quite understand Sean's meaning, and the doubt in his voice was obviously not fraud.

"It seems not." Sean whispered.

He had thought that the fog in front of him was the fog around wiser in the * * * kingdom. It was this guy who led to the death of anno. He thought he could recover the interest here first. But unexpectedly, this fog spirit is not the one of the wise family in the * * * Kingdom - but when you think about it, Sean thinks it's normal, because the fog spirit is usually not close to humans.

The fog spirit he had seen before was the first fog spirit he knew would approach human beings.

Facing Sean, the fog spirit was not as relaxed as it seemed.

From the series of fights just now, he, like Moro, has found that Sean is absolutely extraordinary in swordsmanship. A swordsman of this level can already be called a swordsman. Even some strong people who have reached the legendary level may not have such an excellent swordsman level as Sean.

Therefore, he naturally did not dare to act rashly, especially at this time, his strength decreased significantly, and he could barely maintain the level of entering the middle holy land. In this way, compared with Sean, his combat effectiveness is lower. However, he does not have no way to recover. As long as the magic array still exists, he can continuously absorb dead Qi to recover and strengthen his own strength. The only defect is that the recovery speed is relatively slow.

Of course, in addition, what he needs to pay special attention to is that Sean can't destroy his body again, otherwise he may be difficult to maintain in the middle holy land.

So he wanted Sean to say more to him, because as long as the time dragged on, his strength would recover well.

It's just a pity that Sean is also an experienced battlefield veteran. How can he make such a low-level mistake. He would just want to know whether the other party's real body came from the * * * kingdom. Since it was not, Sean was naturally not interested in asking other things.

So the next moment, he rushed towards the fog without hesitation.

His speed was so fast that it was almost an unreserved outbreak.

Facing Sean's so fast sprint, the fog spirit also seemed very serious. His hands even condensed two blades similar to stabbing sword.

Fog spirit is only a branch group of the undead race. They are a kind of magic condensate, which can retain the IQ and ability when they are alive. Therefore, different fog spirits use different weapons, combat skills and methods. The weapon of this fog spirit is a two handed stabbing sword. I think it should be the skill of walking. It's a surprise combat style. It may not be good at hard confrontation in the front.

But at present, the fog spirit doesn't have many battle options, and Sean's speed is much faster than he imagined.

But!

When Sean sprinted to ten meters away from the fog spirit, his body didn't rush forward, but fell directly to the ground. Sean almost pressed the center of gravity of his whole body below, which led to his falling speed. As soon as the fog spirit reacted, Sean was not far from the ground.

"Damn guy!" The fog spirit shouted angrily, and then hurried to catch up.

It's just a pity that although he's not slow, he's not as fast as Sean because he's so sudden. So even if the fog spirit reacts, it is obviously impossible to stop Sean from landing.

Sure enough!

Sean fell to the ground more than twice as fast as the fog spirit.

Coupled with Sean's unreserved falling and bombardment, the ground immediately produced a dust storm. As the center of Sean's fall, the ground within a hundred meters collapsed directly, and this terrible impact even shook the dead within the range into pieces.

But all this is not over.

Sean soon rushed out of the diffuse dust storm and burst into the other undead groups like a black lightning. With each rush of Sean, a black sword will rise, like chopping melons and vegetables, splitting all the undead into pieces, and then rushed into the undead group on the other side to continue to repeat the previous attack.

In a moment, the whole huge magic array, which was filled with the smell of death, immediately stagnated, and then disappeared completely.

Obviously, this special magic array was directly destroyed by Sean by strong means.

All this made the fog that only kept chasing and blocking Sean from destroying the magic array extremely angry. Unfortunately, Sean's destruction and charge are irregular, so he can only follow Sean's ass all the time, but he can't stop Sean.

"Now it's our turn." It took almost no effort to destroy the whole magic array. Sean finally stopped and turned his head to look at the fog spirit.