Chapter 881 (2/2)
”Good hiding!”
Meade, who calmly took back the knife, had a bright smile on his mouth and showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes: ”it's good. The second confrontation can actually see through the trick of 'folding the shadow sword'... I still underestimate you.”
”But last time we were just friends enjoying the moon. This time, if you accidentally 'slip your hand'...” with a long sound, Meade's eyes showed a trace of cold:
”... but you will really lose your life.”
The dark haired wizard squinted, his eyes full of dignity.
The so-called shadow folding sword... Can not only make his knife ”longer”, but also turn the shadow into essence and become the second ”Azor long knife”.
In other words, he must deal with the attack of his two knives at the same time, and the attack direction of one of them is completely opposite, and even change the length in an instant because of the different angles of the sun.
What a... Disgusting move.
”I don't like such a mean move, but fighting is like this... It's interesting only when it's full of unknowns.” Meade raised his mouth: ”so come on, Lord Loren Turin...”
”... surprise me!”
The long knife rose horizontally and waved to the black haired wizard like a fast shadow.
Huh?!
The long Sabre of the round dance left three residual shadows in the air at the same time - cold as a real killing intention, like three sharp blades of ghosts, attacking yourself from left, middle and right at the same time!
The dazzling blade, even Lauren, who has turned on ”beyond perception”, can't tell which is a feint and which is the real killing opportunity.
Which of the three offensives is true?
Or... His real killing moves are hidden in the shadow?
Clenching his teeth, Loren quickly retreated, and the tip of the dragon's gun penetrated from the center of the three residual shadows and went straight to Midel's face.
”Dang --!”
The fire splashed, and the tip of the gun was blocked.
But the blade didn't!
The bright blade slipped from less than three inches in front of Lauren's eyes - if he didn't make a quick decision to retreat, he would have fallen on his head at the moment.
”Puff --!”
The flash shadow still left a blood mark on Loren's right arm.
”Oh, oh, I have warned you clearly. Why would I make the same mistake?” Meade, who waved the knife fiercely, joked cynically at the corners of his mouth: ”where the shadow of the knife sweeps, it is all my blade.”
”No matter the reflection of the sun and moon
Or the remnants of visual pause
It makes no difference to me. It's just a sharp blade in my hand. ”
The expressionless Loren stepped back two steps, re opened his posture and raised the edge of the dragon's teeth.
”The blade lurking in the shadow and remnant image... Folding the shadow sword is such a low and sinister move.” holding the long knife in his hand, Meade approached with a smile step by step, and his narrowed eyes contained a strong sense of killing:
”It's totally inconsistent with my character who likes to duel fairly - but I can't help it. That's the way of warrior cultivation and the ghost of killing who manipulates the shadow.”
This guy... Still so much nonsense.
The dark haired wizard sighed. This was not the first time he was beaten by the enemy, but it was the most oppressive one.
Faoda, chakar, brenhild... And even the ”black cross” serliol, almost all suppress themselves in all aspects and can only get a glimmer of vitality in the struggle.
The feeling they bring to themselves is like a natural disaster. They are absolutely victorious and unshakable in power.
But in front of midell... It's indistinguishable and unpredictable. It's a terror that clearly can see his figure, but he seems to be hiding in the dark, like the shadow behind him.
Just as he described himself - the blade lurking in the remnant image, the killing ghost manipulating the shadow.
”Dang --!”
The collision sound of the sharp blade came, and the narrow blade hit the tip of the dragon's tooth again without warning.
Loren's arm trembled slightly, and the strength from the front made the long gun sink and deviate from the original ”track”; With a smile, Meade holds a knife in both hands. The blade is pressed on the gun body of Longya and splits up all the way!
The light blade is not heavy, but it skillfully suppresses the direction of dragon teeth, so that Loren can't drag the gun to fight back.
Life and death, only in an instant!
At the moment when the blade was about to cut off his wrist, the black haired wizard suddenly slipped back and dodged. At the same time, he did not hesitate to release the ”dragon teeth”, resulting in Meade's failure and barely striving for a three-step gap.
Three steps... Enough!
Loren, who slid back, gently raised his left hand.
High level spell, Turin fire.
”Boom --!!!”
It was the roar of a trembling heart, and the dazzling golden red exploded between the two!
Watching the raging flames roll up, there was a scream around.
But Meade did not dodge, his mouth showed a cold smile, and the blade in his hand stabbed into the dazzling fire.
”Poof --!”
The knife flashed.
The cracked flame was like a soft silk, and the residual shadow passing with a flash cut a crack from the center.
Loren's eyes widened and he was completely stunned.
How?
How could
The fire of Turin... The flame of explosion
Cut off by him!
There was no time to react. The black haired wizard immediately slipped back to avoid the shadow attacking the face door.
”It's dangerous. If you encounter such a fierce flame, you'll be crushed immediately?” the golden red fire reflected on Meade's face, making his smile more ferocious:
”But you seem to forget that the more fierce the flame is, the deeper its shadow is...”
”The blade hidden in the shadow is more and more sharp!”