The strongest sword saint

Chapter 180 New Year's Eve

This is the first morning of the New Year. The sky is still falling snowflakes, and the faint morning light shoots out of the thick clouds, adding some warmth to the air that still smells of fireworks after last night's carnival. Ling Yu pushed open the small window in the house, and the white snow fell from the window and fell on the back of his hand, blinking and melting into water. The morning breeze blows, and it feels so cold. It's so uncomfortable.

Today's Ling Li has changed into the sword robe recovered from Truss a few days ago. Since breaking through the holy level, his appearance has not changed, but the temperament emanating from the inside out is even more eye-catching. Ling Wei smiled. He put on the silver moon mask, slightly changed his figure and body shape, and jumped from outside the window to the little black back that had already been waiting outside.

The blood wolf organization has vast magical power. Since Nohia's rumors spread, it has been placed in the official eyes and ears to spread the news that the royal family is ready to take action against the blood wolf division on the occasion of the New Year.

Because of the little demon, Ling, as a white wolf killer, did not hesitate to choose to stand on the side of the blood wolf.

Two hours, Xiaohei finally arrived in the Lille district of Nohia. The snow has stopped, and you can see from a distance that the blood wolf will be surrounded by a group of black people. The gate around it has already been sealed. On the wall several meters high, there are warriors with a strong breath. These are all the killers of the blood wolf organization who came to support the news. And the nine stone wolves in the center of the square inside the branch are full of people of different grades.

The killers are already ready. There is only one wall between the enemy and us, and the battle is imminent.

Today, the royal family has gathered nearly a thousand good hands of the three major forces, including the temple, and there are nearly a hundred strong men in the holy order, vowing to flatten this place. Seeing more and more killers come from a distance and cross the wall into the Blood Wolf Branch, the smile on his face, standing far behind him in an elegant robe, became stronger, and he was not in a hurry to order the attack at all. Come on, the more the better. Poor killers may not even know death. Today's encirclement is only the first step for the "Emperor" to start the whole plan. These killers are destined to pay the price of their lives for their ignorance.

The clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky. A ray of sunlight came from the east, projecting the shadow of the statue of the "blood wolf" in the center of the square on the wall. Ling Li gently landed on the wall, looked down and rubbed his fists and palms, staring at the invaders of the branch.

A cloud-piercing arrow shot from the flat ground and suddenly exploded after flying to a height of 100 meters. The battle of slaughtering wolves has finally begun.

The three forces attack the Blood Wolf Branch in three ways. The magic guild attacked from the east with hundreds of magicians, 30 holy strong men from the west gate, and a total of 1,000 good men from the remaining royal family attacked the north gate of the Blood Wolf Branch.

bursts of arrows lingering around all kinds of fighting spirit shot in from the outside, and some low-strength killers were first tied into hornets. At the east gate, several wind magicians had just flew over the wall with air dance, and were also shot through by the archers of the blood wolf, and the red blood was sprinkled on the white snowdrift, which was particularly dazzling and bloody.

Although the total number of our enemies in this wolf slaughter is only a few thousand. But the holy powers gathered among them have exceeded all the mainland wars in nearly a hundred years. Even the war between the Great Empire Nofa and the Simmon Empire in the frontier has never mobilized so many holy strong men.

After a few showers of arrows, the three doors of the Blood Wolf Branch opened. The killers shouted and rushed out. Ling Ling mixed in the crowd and rushed to the East Gate. After his meeting with Truss, he had no affection for the magicians of these magical guilds.

Hundreds of blood wolf killers filed out of the East Gate and soon fought with the magicians. For a moment, light and dark magic flew alternately, the hot fireball roared past, and the hard stone wall was immediately collapsed.

Ling Li wore a mask and rushed into the group of magicians with a dark sword. A trace of dark power gushed out from the dark sword, like Shura in hell. Wind and fire!" Two short-sighted little natural magicians read fire magic to the silver-faced swordsman, and the fire attribute elements in the air have just made a little connection with their spiritual power. Ling Li has rushed in front of them with an arrow.

The expressionless silver mask (first published by Zongheng Chinese Network) suddenly appeared in the hearts of the two magicians who were scared. Their hands rose and fell silently, and the two figures fell down powerless, and the blood was all over the ground.

Ling's body method shuttled through the magician group like the wind, and every time the dark sword danced, someone fell to the ground. The magician's team suddenly became confused and felt an inexplicable wind blowing, and they took it away in horror. The blood wolf killer behind him was immediately refreshed. The news that the silver-faced swordsman picked out two purple wolf killers at several levels has spread inside the blood wolf like a myth. Today, he saw it with his own eyes and it really lives up to its reputation. Killers who are used to fighting alone are caught and killed one by one. Soon, some powerful magicians fell down.

"Purple Moon."

"Sunshine."

"Thunder of the Sky!" The three holy magicians finally noticed that their bodies were like the wind and killed more than a dozen silver-faced swordsmen. Feeling a strong energy approaching, Ling Wei did not dare to be careless. His strange body came out one after another, and his figure suddenly blurred in place and transformed into several cyan shadows. Even these holy magicians can't catch the figure of the silver swordsman with their naked eyes, so they have to judge his direction with his occasional breath.

Magic flew over and penetrated the remnants of the cyan shadows, but hit the axe who fought with a wind magician behind Ling Li. How can ordinary warriors fight against the power of holy magicians? After three magics in a row, all of them were hit, the unlucky axe killer, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and then flew away by the frenzy energy turbulence. The thunder of the sky fell and immediately turned into a black charcoal man. The axeman only felt that a huge electric current penetrated his whole body, and then he died without screaming and rising to the sky.

It's really easy for a holy magician to kill ordinary warriors!

The battle at the East Gate is becoming more and more fierce, with broken limbs flying across, and the snow has long been stained with blood. Because the other party has 30 holy magicians, the blood wolf killers are very passive. Those strong people who have the strength to kill several senior magicians were quickly locked by the holy demons and destroyed one by one. Over time, the advantages of magicians have become more and more obvious. In less than an hour, there were hundreds of blood wolves left, leaving less than 50. If it goes on like this, the East Gate will soon be broken.

"Unparalleled Dance!" A burst of thunder exploded flat. A sharp blue light flashed through the magician's camp. Ten magicians fell immediately. Among them are two holy demons of the light system.

The silver-faced swordsman finally attracted the attention of the black-robed holy demon standing behind the magician team and looking at the overall situation. With a wave of his robe, three holy demons immediately surrounded Ling Wei.

"Gaga, this mask must be a good magic prop. I'm going to decide." The greedy staring at Ling Li's mask surrounded by a natural holy demon makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Zhao Si, don't be careless, this boy looks very strong. Holy light!" The light demon around him generally told the natural demon to use powerful light magic.

A beam of light shot from the palm of his hand towards the sky, pulling the surrounding light energy like an introduction to gather rapidly. Then, circles of magic waves came from the sky, firmly locking Ling Li.

"Looking for death." Although magic is powerful, it does take some time to cast magic. Even holy magicians can't be instantaneous when using advanced magic. Compared with ordinary magicians, although the speed of this light demon to display the sacred light is already very fast and the time is very short, for Ling Li, this time is enough for him to do many things.

Under the mask, the corners of the mouth on the beautiful face rose slightly disdainfully. He only took a step forward, but the dark sword cut straight down the light magician with a momentum of tearing the space.

The light holy demon was shocked, and the hand waving the magic wand suddenly trembled, and the sacred light paused briefly at this moment. Everything was too sudden. He knew that the silver swordsman was fast, but he had never thought that he could not even see his body clearly. No, he is not a swordsman, but a swordsman!

Thinking of this, this light demon made a decision immediately. Between the lightning and flint, he quickly withdrew and flew back. But Ling Wei didn't give him this opportunity. The dark sword pressed step by step with unparalleled power.

"Thunder of the Sky!" A bowl of thunder and lightning hit Ling Li. It made his body tremble slightly. The light demon also took the opportunity to dodge.

"Thunder the Sky?" Ling Li raised his head. With the best armor in the mainland, he only felt numbness all over his body, but there was no pain at all. Ling Wei said to himself that he was indeed the most outstanding magician of human beings, and such anti-sky things were also made by him. Since the magic guild has given birth to pus, I will help you remove these pus one by one.

Ling Wei straightened up and held the sword of darkness in one hand, looking so cold. Under the mask, a wisp of soul-taking light shot out, shocking the hearts of the three holy demons.

PS: Satisfy a small wish of a child's shoes, and there is another chapter in the evening.