Chapter 184 Chapter Annihilation

Zhuoya Shengmo's gloomy face, this silver-faced sword saint has no intention of submissing at all. On the contrary, he was playing with himself from the beginning. In this case, I'll let you taste what it means to be painful. Zhuoya's face turned red with anger. He made a color to Nisu, and then waved his broad robe. The only 20 remaining strong men of the holy order rushed up and surrounded Ling Li in the middle.

"Old man, how dare you ignore me?" Just as Ling was thinking about how to kill a few, he took the opportunity to run away. Marus slowly came in with the sword of darkness in his hands. The strong dark fighting spirit gushed out from the inside out, and those strong people around Lingqi couldn't help but make way for a gap.

Zhuo Ya's face jumped and didn't know what Marus was calculating. In his opinion, all the strong men of the temple have been annihilated, and Marus's mission has been completed and should take the opportunity to leave. But Malus's identity is not easy to reveal. Although Zoya, the Eight Saints, is disgusted, he can't cooperate and said angrily: "Today, we will never allow a killer to escape and kill them." With that, he closed his eyes and crossed his hands around his chest, and the black element in the air immediately converged.

Seeing that the horrible holy magic is about to reappear, Ling Wei and Marus look at each other and carefully look around back to back, ready to find a breakthrough point.

"Thunder of the Sky!"

"Fire!"

"Purple Moon!"

Around, the magical elements of various attributes began to dance happily. In the air, countless energy elements are summoned by magicians to combine into gorgeous magic.

In the sky, the clouds containing horrible dark thunder have permeated. With a little black light flashing from Zhuo Ya's chest, two shocking dark thunders came to Ling Li. At the same time, the magic of the holy demons formed a dense network and came one after another.

The holy strongmen of the royal family are still motionless, as if the two people in the waiting circle reveal their flaws.

"Unparalleled..."

"Cut your heart!"

Ling has just spit out two words, and Marus's heart-cutting sword skill leaped out. The latter's dark sword turned strangely and hit Ling Li's back heart. He is superior to Ling Li in terms of speed and mastery of rules. Therefore, the unparalleled dance has not yet been used, and Ling Li only feels that his back heart has been hit by a huge force. The hot pain made his figure stagnate, and then Noah's dark thunder penetrated his whole body.

A huge pit was blown open in the snow. Although the sword robe blocked Marus's must-kill attack, the magnificent energy contained in the dark thunder still lifted Ling's whole body into the air.

Ling only felt numb all over and foresaw the endless attack coming. He instinctively bowed his body and let his back withstand the attack of the demons.

Marus, isn't he a wolf killer? I have no grudge against him. Why did he kill me? Are they in the group? In the crisis, Ling's thoughts became clearer. He suddenly remembered the strange expression and rumors that Noah's holy demon and the leader of the royal family were killed after all the strong men of the temple were killed and the blood wolf organization of the blog college that kept circulating these days.

Only in this way can it be explained.

Ling's luck instilled the sensitive power of his whole body in the sword robe. Prepare to resist the attack of more than 20 holy strong men. With dozens of powerful magic and combat skills hitting the sky. Zhuo Ya's face showed joy. This attack is enough for the ordinary holy strong man to die several times.

In contrast to him, Marus stared at the cyan figure that was constantly bombarded in the air and frowned tightly. He is very clear about his strength. Even if the ten-level holy-level strongman is hit by his unique skill, there is no possibility of survive. At this time, this silver-faced swordsman can still make that defense in the air?

He doesn't think the silver-faced swordsman is so strong. There is only one possibility that he has a treasure that can block his heart. Thinking of this, Marus's face showed greed.

"Boom!" The magic exploded, bringing a mass of energy smoke to cover the silver-faced sword saint in the air. Marus stared at the space without blinking. He made up his mind, only took the thick smoke away, captured the silver-faced swordsman for the first time, and then disappeared. His boss is Liu Yes, the Three Saints, and he doesn't care about the Eight Saints at all.

"The arrogant killer can't escape the fate of death after all!" As the thick fog dissipated, Zhuo Ya put away the holy magic, and the smile on his face also unfolded. And the place where Ling Li was before was clean, and there was not even any scum left. With the full blow of more than 20 holy strong people, Zhuo Ya said to himself, even if I die without a place to die.

The sword saint Marus was stunned, and he couldn't believe that the silver-faced man disappeared like this. But he has been staring at it, and he has no chance to escape under his eyes. I was so disappointed that I thought it was a great treasure. In this way, it was nothing more than that.

"Cough..." A cough attracted everyone's attention. Marus stared and saw the silver sword saint standing proudly on a intact high wall of the Blood Wolf Branch.

In the cold wind, the silver-faced people's clothes are floating, so cold. He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the strong men in the open space who were confused by a short circuit of their brains. After the mask, there was a trace of blood on the beautiful face and the corners of the mouth.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. Cough." The silver-faced man laughed and made all the holy strong people ashamed. Zhuoya Shengmo's wide eyes almost bulged. How could this be possible?

Although he was not dead, he was still injured. A little red blood on the collar of the silver-faced sword saint comforted the strong men of these royal family and the magic guild.

Zhuo Ya's face became wonderful. He never thought that this silver-faced swordsman was so perverted. The black-robed saint's face wrinkled and thought of a possibility, he immediately ordered, "Take him and don't let him run away."

"Zhuo Yaer, you are so naive." The silver-faced sword saint pointed forward with a dark sword, "People are not as good as heaven. I will convey your conspiracy to the temple for you." After saying that, he laughed again.

"Damn." Zhuoya began to feel uneasy. If so, he would only die.

"Do you think you have left?" Marus's faint voice came from behind Ling Li.

Ling was shocked. He was afraid of the black sword saint. If it hadn't been for the sword robe he always pulled to him, he would have died under the heart-killing sword skills like those strong men in the temple.

Oh, I have a sword robe, and I'm afraid of his bird. Ling Wei shrugged his shoulders and laughed wildly, "I'm leaving. Can you stop me?"

Hearing Ling's arrogant and unruly words, Marus calmed down. He seemed to have a way to get out, just like just now, without even noticing it. Marus's thumb is tightly attached to the hilt of the dark sword that has been inserted into the scabbard. As long as he wants, he can use the heart-killing sword again. But he is not sure whether he can kill him.

Seeing that Marus didn't say anything, Ling Yu was very sure. He raised his hand and pointed to the two most powerful people in the mainland below and said, "Zhuo Yaer, he will avenge the siege today a hundred times every day and wash your head. And you." Ling Li turned around and said, "Marus, the traitor of the blood wolf!"

Speaking, he secretly carried out the power of sensitivity and activated the teleportation magic embedded in the sword saint's robe.

"It's transmission magic, intercept him!" As a holy demon, Zhuoya is very familiar with this energy fluctuation. Hearing this, Marus drew out his dark sword like lightning and stabbed it towards Ling Wei.

"Ding!" With a sound, the dark sword cut on the silver-faced man, but made a metal-like sound.

With only a "sw" sound, the silver-faced man disappeared. Zhuo Ya in black looked at the open space with no silver face, and his old body suddenly trembled and almost collapsed. Today, the Blood Wolf Branch was successfully wiped out, which was a great achievement. But if the silver-faced man really tells the temple the news he perceives, then... the consequences are really unimaginable! With the decisive character of the "Emperor", he will never let go of those who destroy his plan. Moreover, the successful escape of the silver-faced man exposed Marus, who was painstakingly placed in the blood wolf by the Three Saints. Although it was Marus himself, he couldn't escape this responsibility if he really wanted to pursue it.

Zhuo Ya looked around, and at this moment, he actually had a strange heart. But if you choose to rebel, life is better than death.

Measuring the pros and cons, Zhuoya in black robe sighed and bowed to Nisu: "Prince Su, since the Blood Wolf Branch has been destroyed, my magic guild will say goodbye. The rest will be left to you.

Nisu didn't know Zhuoya's rich mental activities. Although he thought the eight saints were a little strange, he didn't think so much. He said, "Thank you for your hard work, Saint Zhuoya. I will definitely report the loss of the magic guild to your majesty.

The absent-minded Zhuoya hurriedly said goodbye to the magicians. I hope that the "Emperor" can spare me to die for the sake of my hard work.

" Shura, it's interesting. I'm waiting for you to pick up my head at any time. Marus smiled coldly, gently sharpened his toes, and then swept away.

Ling Li relied on the sword robe to use three consecutive transmission magic, and finally left the blood wolf branch far away. He found a remote alley, took off the silver moon mask to tighten the ring space, and immediately spit out the blood that had been suppressed for a long time in his chest. This spit is out of control. Ling Wei bowed his body in pain, supported the ground with one hand, half knelt and spit three times in a row. It was not until the ground was stained red by his blood that he was a little better.

Damn it, Lao La lied to me. Within the same level, it is almost impossible to break the defense of the sword robe. Oh, it's really not broken. Ling Wei laughed at himself, but he just hurt me through the sword robe. Ling Li, who was relaxed, only felt dizzy. He bit the tip of his tongue and tried not to let himself fall down. Although it is far from the Blood Wolf Division, it is still in the Lille district. It's still a long way from Baina District. The danger still exists.

But he didn't know that the premise of what Lao La said was that he activated the defense in the sword robe with his own sensitive power. In fact, Ling Li's injury was completely due to Marrus's heart-killing sword skills. At that time, although the defense of the robe itself resisted most of its strength. But even if only a small part of the senior swordsman invades his body, it is enough for him to suffer.

Ling's head was dizzy, and he really wanted to fall asleep like this. Suddenly, the breeze at the entrance of the alley blows, and Ling Wei raised his head cautiously, and a woman with delicate purple hair in blue came into view.

"Little demon..."

A comforting smile floated from the corners of Ling's mouth, and his consciousness gradually blurred...