Chapter 882

The pupil of the dark haired wizard suddenly contracted.

But midell didn't give him time to react. The blade of cutting off the flame had stabbed him in the face.

"Dang --!"

Suddenly, Loren snorted. While blocking the "shadow blade", he could only avoid the blade in midell's hand and had no time to roundabout counterattack.

Under the cloud canopy tree, all the elves stared at the scene in front of them, and even had no time to breathe.

The battle between the two did not warm up and deal with each other. It was the death of life and death!

"How, have you got used to the despicable moves?" the smiling Meade whispered, his long knife hit again like lightning, and kept approaching the black haired Wizard:

"The fire magic just now should not be all your cards... When will you be willing to fight me with all your strength?"

"Or have you found the weakness of the 'broken shadow sword' and are ready to kill when you are unprepared?"

"Dang --!"

It was another horizontal split. The body of the gun could stop the long knife in Meade's hand, but it was attacked by the "residual image" and gently crossed the left side of his neck.

In the eyes of ayin and other elves, Loren's neck was like a natural crack without warning, leaving a long trail of blood, which sprayed out.

Huh?

Meade, who was about to take back the knife, found that the black haired wizard stuck the handle of the knife with the body of his gun and made him unable to retreat.

"That's what happened." the narrowed Loren looked like a hunter staring at the prey and said coldly, "midell, your 'broken shadow sword'... I finally found the flaw."

what?!

The stunned Azores heard a soft snap of their fingers before they left.

High level spell, rock will.

"Boom --!"

Sharp stalagmites broke through the ground with a terrible loud noise and hit him.

For a moment, Meade only had time to cut the stalagmite with a backhand knife, and then slipped to dodge.

The next second, the "terrified" Meade attacked again. The narrow blade kept changing its track in the air, leaving five remnants at the same time.

Loren, who tilted his mouth slightly, snapped his fingers again.

"Boom --!"

Suddenly, the stone wall in the center of both sides disintegrated in front of the "residual shadow" and turned into countless fragments.

But Meade's expression suddenly changed.

He saw... Lauren, who raised his head behind the stone wall, showed the expression of finding his prey hooked

The fierce awn is exposed!

"May the void... Be with you."

The next second, the gray blue sword awned at the tip of the dragon's tooth, like a streamer.

"Poof --!"

With all his strength to dodge, Longya Kankan tore the robe on midell's right waist and abdomen, and the bright red plasma spilled out!

Loren, who hit with one hit, did not pursue, but retreated half a step and parried again.

Just as Meade retreated, the "blade" hidden in the shadow flashed in front of him again - if he had just chased him, he might have been in a different place.

Sure enough... This is the secret of "folding shadow sword", which is not only the reason why it can cut off the flame, but also its only weakness!

Because midell has been deliberately misleading intentionally or unintentionally, Loren has always thought that the key to folding the shadow sword really lies in "residual shadow" and "shadow"; Although it is true, Meade deliberately avoided a key place, that is, these "shadows" must be seen by him with his own eyes.

The real ability of Midel's "shadow sword" is to cut off all entities and non entities that he sees, touches or affects by shadows and residual images.

In other words, the key to counteracting the "folding shadow sword" is to block his sight at the moment when the shadow touches!

Loren raised his "dragon teeth" and gently shook a gun flower, and the gray blue sword light gushed out again.

Mingming's waist has been seriously injured. Meade still smiles. The fast long knife parries the spear tip again, and the two "residual shadows" go straight to the elbow and wrist of the black haired wizard.

Loren, who couldn't avoid dodging, didn't even hide at all. The tip of the spear was picked down and stabbed straight out.

"Boom --!"

Suddenly, the flashing stone pillar blocked Midel's "residual shadow", but the gray blue sword hit the soles of his feet.

One shot through!

"It's so dangerous!" the bloody soles of his feet didn't make his movements have any sense of stagnation, and calmly swung away the approaching sword: "I almost hurt my tendon and couldn't even escape."

"You are so modest, Mr. Meade." with a cold hum, Loren's "dragon tooth" stabbed the other party's "shadow blade":

"It's really creepy that there can be nothing like this!"

"No, no, no, that's not what you're thinking." while chuckling, Meade's long knife approached unexpectedly again; While being parried by the black haired wizard, "residual shadow" has chopped the last piece of armor on his upper body.

"Lord Loren Turin, you should be thinking 'is it related to the so-called Samurai way that he can continue to fight with such a serious injury'... That's it."

"Dang --!"

The two sharp blades collided again in mid air. They could not entangle each other and chose to withdraw at the same time, facing each other three steps apart.

"Let me tell you... Yes, you guessed right." the smiling Meade calmly raised his knife and looked for the angle of the next attack: "warriors will inevitably be injured in the battle, and too heavy armor will drag themselves... Therefore, our 'way of samurai' is the invisible armor."

"So as long as it's not a fatal injury, it can heal or restrain itself at a very fast speed... Of course, it's not without cost."

Meade chuckled with self mockery: "although I don't want to admit it, it doesn't sound like a 'just' move."

The expressionless Lauren provoked "dragon teeth", and the sword awn changed with each other's actions.

I see. It's similar to some oath knight and evil god Apostles... Weakened immortality.

Compared with the rogue trick of "as long as you still have faith, you can't be killed", this can at least hit the key and be killed.

"As a warrior, his moves and skills have been seen through. He can only fight back... He is so ashamed and his skills are inferior to others. He should have bowed his head to admit defeat, but..."

Sighing softly, Meade's face showed a helpless wry smile: "only this time, for the eagle king of Azores, I can only win, not lose."

"Even if we have to use more shameless tricks, we must defeat you and kill you... So, Lord Loren Turin, it's impolite!"

Lauren frowned slightly.

He breathed out a long breath. Meade held the long knife in front of him, gently held the tail of the sword with his left hand, and the palm of his hand slid to the tip of the sword bit by bit.

Scarlet plasma drips down the blade from the tip of the sword.

The dripping blood diffused around at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the whole sand in an instant!

"The pole of the sword..."

"... in the heart"

There was an uproar around the sand, with whispers and surprised voices everywhere.

But the next second, all the whispers and exclamations were dead, leaving only a pair of frightened and flustered eyes.

The inexplicable cold suddenly hit like a severe winter. The world fell into darkness.

But the sun above the head is still bright, and the birds are still singing and flowers are still fragrant under the cloud canopy trees in the fog moon court... The frightful and trembling cold strikes the hearts of all elves, and seals their vision and hearing at the same time.

Only the little wizard stood there with wide eyes, clenched his lower lip and tried to suppress his inner panic... Among all the elves at the scene, only she knew what had happened.

Yes, this is

"State of mind." the smiling Meade raised his head and looked leisurely at the unchanged black haired wizard opposite: "every Azor Elf Warrior must experience a barrier in his own way of samurai."

"It changes with the samurai's age, mood and increasingly sophisticated swordsmanship. It perfectly reproduces the scene of a hidden object in the heart, and can perfectly match the 'Samurai way'... Because it is its manifestation."

Gently shaking his head, Meade waved his hand around at will: "this... Is my 'state of mind' - only here, my despicable 'folding shadow sword' can give full play to its power."

"Dark, cold, lonely - like a traveler walking at midnight, looking up at the sky, but not even a full moon; under the ethereal starry sky, all you can see is the shadow behind you."

The next moment, Meade in the dark waved his knife without warning.

The dark haired wizard instinctively retreats and parries.

"Poof --!"

A bloodstain extends from Loren's right shoulder to his flank... A little deeper, you can cut the whole piece of his flesh!

The black haired wizard holding the "dragon teeth" tightly froze in place.

Didn't stop?

No, it's not that they didn't stop, but that they didn't touch at all - like a real shadow, they passed directly through the gun body of "dragon teeth".

His "broken shadow sword"... Directly jumped over the block and attacked himself from three steps away?

"The invisible 'shadow', but it is everywhere all the time, like a shadow..." Meade smiled gently when he noticed the consternation in the black haired wizard's look:

"The only pity is that this kind of shadow is really too 'dull' and not as sharp as the knife in your hand - it can only hurt people, but can't kill people."

"But it doesn't hurt, because the shadow of the whole 'state of mind' is my blade, and all the light angles are adjusted by me; as long as I want, I can cut you out of thin air even ten steps away."

"The shadowy shadow, the shadowy blade - can't get rid of, can't escape, that kind of... The despair of living and dying together, can you also feel a trace of the brilliance of life?"

With a sigh, Meade's eyes flashed a sense of killing - a gentle smile, which became inexplicably scary!

"Well... That's all for chatting. Let's start fighting each other again. Use knives and guns as pens and draw with blood!" Meade lifted his long knife over his head:

"Lord Loren Turin, I have a hunch... You will bring me more surprises!"

In the next second, Meade rose into the air, and the long knife in his hand was instantly dyed black, wrapped by the shadow, like a brush soaked in ink, from top to bottom, and suddenly fell on the head of the black haired wizard!

At this moment

"Boom --!!"

The roar came, and the stunned Meade looked around with vigilance - the earth under his feet was shaking, and the sky above his head was wailing, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

He clearly did not move, but it seemed that he was falling from the edge of the cliff to the abyss!

"... not as if, but really about to collapse."

Loren slowly raised his head and stared at the Azores elf opposite: "thank you... If you hadn't blocked the elves outside for me, I wouldn't dare to use this move in front of everyone..."

"My dream world!"

The voice fell, and a huge Castle rose up behind the black haired wizard!

The broken city walls, collapsed towers and ruined castles appeared in front of him in a moment... Meade glanced at the remaining light of his sight, and the originally flat land behind him turned into an abyss.

When he looked up, there was a burning black sun in the dark night sky!

It's dark, but it's burning;

Clearly spit out the flame, but you can't feel the warmth at all, only the bone cold.

Meade looked at the scene in front of him - the whole world was torn apart, constantly broken, distorted and mutated under the collision of two forces... Two completely different landscapes were twisted and stacked together at the same time.

Like the end.

"Dream world... So it is, so it is." Meade, who was stunned, suddenly burst out with a smile: "the way of samurai and the way of wizard... Although the roads are different, the end point is the same - interesting, it's really interesting!"

"Lord Loren Turin, I did not guess wrong. You can bring me more surprises! Ha ha ha..."

The Azores elf who laughed for a long time no longer hesitated and suddenly got up. The long knife in his hand flashed countless residual shadows in front of him like a ghost, which hit him like a storm.

The cool black haired wizard looked at the attacking enemy, slowly raised the Dragon teeth in his hand, and then waved them down.

"Boom --!"

The tip of the dragon's tooth's gun is not a gray blue sword, but a raging fire.

Lift the gun, lift the gun, cross the gun, and then

Sweep forward -!

The dazzling golden red, like the surging flood, roared and roared to the figure of Azores.

Everything is reduced to ashes

Flow blade like fire!

"Poof --!"

The flame was torn to pieces in front of the "residual shadow" of the long knife. The robe on Meade burned in the sea of fire. Pulling the unburned flame, he waved his knife and rushed into the black haired wizard within three steps. The shadow of the tip of the knife had taken one step first and stabbed at the tip of the "dragon tooth".

"Dang --!"

The heavy and harsh notes were accompanied by sparks, and neither of them had plans to retreat this time; The sharp blade is skewed and forced to the other party's key.

Two blood flowers splashed in the air at the same time.