Chapter 49 Swordsman, spare my life

With a sneer, the power of sensitivity quietly emerged and poured into the iron sword. Drink!" Ling Xing let out a thunderous shout. As the three sword flowers pulled out, the blue iron sword drew a triangle in front of him. Ling Qian split forward with an iron sword, and the sensitive force in front of him formed the energy of a triangle, which also turned into a beautiful arc and hit the zig-shaped magic head-on.

If Nino is here, he must be surprised. Fighting air and off-body attack, at least a mortal advanced combat skill! Advanced sword skills are very rare on the mainland. Taking out any one will make practitioners extremely jealous. Even, some strong people can do unscrupulous things without any means for the sake of advanced combat skills. Of course, Ling Yu uses sensitive power.

"Bang, bang.", the blue triangle, and the magic of the character shape. Four strands of energy burst in an instant. Ah!" The scream sounded, and the wave generated by the energy impact lifted the axes around him who tried to get close to Ling Wei. Ling Li was also shocked and stepped back half a step. In contrast, the three magicians took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

The young swordsman looked in front of him with fear, only slightly more beautiful than ordinary people. The magicians were speechless, and there was an uproar in their hearts. They have never seen a melee profession that can make such an attack. If each melee profession can attack like this, what else should their magicians do?

Ling Li also frowned, but it was obviously not the time to think too much in front of him. The power of sensitivity is carried out, and Ling's body is like the wind. In the shocked eyes of the magicians, Ling's figure became blurred. I saw Ling Wei's footsteps step out sharply. The fire magician saw that Ling Li, who was just ten meters away, appeared beside him out of thin air in just one second.

Ling Li's face was cold, his arms were gently raised, and the broken snow sword took a bloody practice and scratched through the air.

The fire magician died!

Seeing that his companions were killed in seconds, there was only one light left, and two magicians were scared and quickly retreated. The axe around him gritted his teeth and held the iron axe to force Ling Wei. The axe's face was slightly tragic. It smells like moths on fire.

Seeing Ling's sharp eyes, the three axes swallowed and looked at each other encouragingly, and then raised their tomahawks and cut them at Ling. One of the timid axes closed his eyes. Ling Wei looked at these axes coldly and disappeared in place again.

The next moment, Ling Li appeared in front of the light magician. The light magician was shocked and raised his hand and said, "Breaking light."

Unexpectedly, Ling Li moved faster. The shredded snow sword stabbed forward without fancy. Blood splashing.

With a "plop", the light magician knelt to the ground. Blood dyed the original snow-white magic robe red. One sword to death!

Dark magician, his feet tremble. He has never seen such a perverted swordsman. Judging from the age of the swordsman, although he can't see through it, his level should not be high. How can strength be so horrible? Kill a third-level magician with one blow. I'm afraid only a strong man above level 10 can do this kind of combat power.

Watching Ling Li easily kill the light magician around him under the siege of the axe. The dark magician felt that he had reached the end of his life, and an inexplicable sadness sounded in his heart. Regret poured into his brain, and he accompanied his life for the commission that was a little higher than that of the ordinary mercenary regiment.

The dark magician really wants to kneel down and beg the devil-like swordsman in front of him to let go of his humble life. He just wants to make more money. However, as a noble magician, he is not allowed to beg for mercy from the enemy.

Seeing Ling Li like death, walking towards him step by step. After the battle between heaven and man, the dark magician finally fell down and fell to his knees. Swordsman, spare my life!"

The swordsman is the honorific title of the swordsman on the mainland. Generally, only swordsmen above level 10 are qualified to be called swordsmen. Swordsmen above level 15 are also respected as great swordsmen. But in fact, whether it is a swordsman or a great swordsman, he is essentially just a swordsman. It just sounds very cool, and it can distinguish itself from those low-level swordsmen, so ordinary senior swordsmen are happy to be called by others.

Similarly, some other occupations have similar honorific titles after reaching level 10.

Ling Li curled his lips. He didn't expect that the dark magician in front of him would beg for mercy like this. Ling Wei and he have no deep hatred. Since he has abandoned his dignity in exchange for his life, he intends to let him go. Ling Li turned around and walked towards the axe.

With the demonic swordsman, his defenseless back was exposed to himself. The dark magician is extremely struggling in his heart. At this time, what if it is a sneak attack? Thinking of this, the dark magician's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Maybe the swordsman deliberately tested himself. Finally, the dark magician sat down like a frustrated ball. The trace of cruel thought in my heart was also suppressed.

Ling smiled. Of course, he would not show his back defenselessly in front of a newly surrendered enemy. With this, the dark magician gave up the idea of sneaking on Ling Wei. As a result, his life continued.

Ling turned his eyes to the remaining enemies. Under the attack of the long-range fire behind the Ling team and the melee of the big bull and others, there are only six axes left for the original eight axes and one mercenary. The third-level mercenary fell under the attack of Chen Er's wind and fire magic and the big bull's spear.

The six big men with tomahawks were about to cry. Obviously, the number of people on several sides is more than twice that of the other side, but how can it be like this? Originally, I thought that it was more than enough to hang this group of young people with the powerful Captain Texi. Unexpectedly, the knight team led by Captain Tesi looked so vulnerable in front of the opponent's firepower. Even Captain Texi himself has long become the dead soul under the arrow of the enemy's archers.

That's a seven-level knight, and Tessie is a very important figure of the regimental commander. Because he ranks ninth among all the captains of the Hongshan Legion, he is respected as the ninth captain by the younger brother below.

Six axes formed a small circle with their backs against their backs. After whispering, he dropped the tomahawk. Qi Qi knelt down towards Ling Qi. A yellow-haired man sent as a representative said, "Swordsman, spare my life!"

Ling Li looked at the six big men who knelt down and didn't say anything.

Looking up at the other party's swordsman leader, the yellow-headed man was even more anxious and cried, "The little one was also forced to join the mountain thief gang. It's only been a month now! Swordsman, adults have a lot of opportunities to reform their hearts!"

"Oh?" Ling Wei finally let out a sound. The big men thought Ling was soft-hearted, so they cried harder like a yellow-headed man who grabbed a life-saving straw. While saying that his life was hard, he had no choice but to enter the mountain to be a bandit, and at the same time, he cried about how he was bullied by others on the mountain. He really smelled sad and shed tears.

In the end, Ling Li finally couldn't stand it and said boredly, "Get up, I won't kill you."