Chapter 541

Blood spatter!

Even though he had tried his best to dodge, the black haired wizard still had a bloodstain on his right shoulder; Mixed with the cold murderous spirit, the bloody sword edge and neck were only a millimetre.

What a fast sword!

The bright silver sword has no room to parry; Loren tightened his nerves; In the enhanced vision of "beyond perception", the afterimage of LUT infinite is approaching again!

In a twinkling of an eye!

It's too late... At the moment of sliding and dodging, the sword stabbed the incoming shadow like a beam of light; LUT, with a strange expression, did not avoid, but parried directly with his short sword.

"Dang --!"

At the moment when the sword body collides with the light beam, the exciting fire splashes - bright silver is not an ordinary sharp blade, but a force of emptiness forcibly embodied... It is more similar to lightning or exploding energy than the entity condensed by high-temperature laser.

But he actually held it, and he still backhanded!

It's too late to be surprised - the bladed edge of the fire has hit against the bright silver edge; The black haired wizard who can't be eaten with his sword in both hands can only dodge; Lean back and kneel on your knees.

At that moment, time seemed to become very slow... Lauren, who knelt on his back, only saw that while lute loosened his right hand and banged his fingers, the blade that turned 270 degrees in mid air fell into his hand again, and then

Spike!

"Bang --!"

At the moment when the blade fell, the "force impact" gathered at the tip of the sword burst the floor tiles under LUT's feet; Countless fragments splashed, and Loren, who dodged before that moment, had moved behind lute; Luther, who failed at one blow, looked sideways;

Without hesitation, he went straight forward and stabbed the sword back of his neck;

Without hesitation, from bottom to top, the dagger is aimed at the ribs;

"Dang --!"

When the sword blades strike each other, only one wrong body, and both sides pass by before the pass of life and death at the same time;

Redundant skills and even traps are not used - the other party is the leader of the night watchman. Under the reinforcement of "beyond perception", small movements are meaningless.

Only close, there is a chance to kill him!

The residual shadow hit again. At that moment, the dodging Loren suddenly remembered his mentor's evaluation of lute infinite.

"... he is a night watchman..."

That's it.

Dalton kand never talks at length. Every word is as sharp and concise as a blade.

The real "night watchman" is a group of assassins who are proficient in magic, tracking, assassination and lurking. Most of them have been wizards or have received systematic training, and their means are cruel and efficient.

In other words, no one is more suitable for this "title" than lute infinite... Lauren has fully realized this in the fleeting confrontation.

Speed, skill, strength, agility, experience... I have no advantage at all; The feeling of life hanging on the line all the time is almost experienced in the confrontation with evil gods only a few times!

The sparks collided, and the missed lute slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and the blade in his hand crossed a black arc.

He didn't even hesitate. Everything was logical, like a song and dance drama rehearsed countless times; The seemingly random pace forced Loren to retreat, even without room to dodge.

The sword blade danced in turn. The suddenly dropped short sword nail blocked the Dodge route of the black haired wizard on the floor. He raised his right hand and suddenly pressed Loren's waist.

High level spell, "force impact"!

The black haired wizard was hit and flew out, and the leather armor under his clothes instantly became fragments; The crisp crack sound was completely covered up in the roar of the shock wave.

There was no time to hesitate... Struggling with the sweetness pouring into his throat, Loren gently snapped his fingers with his left hand.

Turin fire.

"Boom --!"

At the moment of the fire, the figure of LUT infinite had hidden five steps away, and only received some aftershocks; But for the dark haired wizard, there may be no worse result than this!

The area of the sewer hall is extremely narrow, and the power range of Turin fire is limited, otherwise it will be buried alive or even killed; He calculated the explosion radius, and the end is self-evident

Lauren's expression was a little ugly.

In the dim hall, the figure of LUT infinite kept shuttling around Loren; The swift and violent figure did not stop once, and the overwhelming explosion almost missed him half a body distance every time;

The continuous roar rang through the hall, and the violent echo and smoke made both people only vaguely see each other's figure; After giving up the spell harassment, Loren raised his sword and jumped to the other party!

Collision! Fight! Dodge! Go around!

Between lightning, stone and fire, the two have gone back and forth several times; The dagger swings open, and the sharp blade breaks through the defense; If you can't attack again, try to find the attacking position again.

You can't stop, you can't stop!

This battle of life and death, a moment's pause or no more attack, is an absolute dead end - different from the battle of vampires, evil gods, and even guard knights.

Both of them know each other's skills and tactics too well!

Even if Loren doesn't want to admit it, his fighting style is more like a night watchman than a caster - mainly melee swordsmanship, various high-level magic spell assisted fighting skills, plus various alchemy props provided by small wizards, the valve at the critical moment of death

The key point is, what does Loren really rely on?

The reaction ability of a strong man, coupled with quite fast speed... In short, is the battle principle of the night watchman;

And now standing in front of me is the strongest night watchman so far!

Not even the time to breathe, not even the blink of an eye... What a sense of oppression.

Even so, Loren could still feel that the other party didn't do his best, or even really killed him - otherwise he should be nailed to the ground by the dagger through his chest at the moment.

Why... What does he want to do?

Capture yourself alive and use your life as a bargaining chip to force yourself to work for them?

Lauren at this moment... There is really no spare brain to think about this.

The dark eyes stared at the figure of LUT infinite, and each other's movements were accurately displayed in the bloodshot eyes.

Five steps away, Ruth infinit pressed step by step;

Loren could see his released right hand, and the dagger turned under the action of inertia and gravity; With a snap of his finger, Loren could almost see the condensed "force impact";

After a long time and countless experiences, Luther must know better than all the night watchmen where this high-level magic spell is really terrible - gather power at the tip of the sword, and the instant explosive power can even directly penetrate the human body and break the heart; The small power can even make the loss negligible.

For assassins, it is really a very practical killing technique;

Within three steps, the murderous blade was close at hand;

The bright silver sword was so narrow that it was almost impossible to stop the attack of LUT infinite within three steps; But if he changes his routine and uses the scope attack of Turin fire, he will certainly catch the flaw;

Yes, Loren Turin has no chance of winning.

Arrogance, arrogance, prudence... It's almost a replica of Dalton kand in those years. It's even stronger than Dalton in those years. It's also more thoughtful and knows how to tolerate and see the situation better.

Because of this, LUT infinite didn't expect that he would actually kill the door - after killing all 22 night watchmen, he still didn't stop and poured out his anger unscrupulously.

Disappointed, really disappointed... Loren Turin, arrogance finally hurt him, making him believe that he lost a hand and his subordinates are not his opponent;

Blinded by pride, he really forgot that if his strength was really worse than before, how could he still occupy the identity of "night watchman leader"?

The night watchman is the sword in the emperor's hand, and he is the sharpest tip;

Just

That's it... Watch how you die, Loren Turin

Within two steps, the bright silver sword was dim. Instead of parrying, Loren held the sword with his left hand, put the blade on his waist and posed to wave the sword forward.

This is... Luther's pupil shrinks suddenly, and the dark haired wizard in his sight suddenly opens his mouth:

"Turin... Fire!"

Huh?!

The golden red fire suddenly gushed out of the bright silver sword tip. With an unstoppable momentum, Loren suddenly stepped forward!

Holding a sword;

Draw the sword;

Cut -!!!!