The best bandit in another world

Chapter 1186 The Lair of the Necromancer (19)
The speed of the jungle clawed deer is very fast. As the master of martial arts, Saier has the best mount in the clan. Once his speed soars, it will be very difficult for the archers of the slave catcher group to even catch him.

But the magician locked his eyes, and he couldn't escape quickly, and there was more than one magician in the slave hunting group.

A flame knife, plus a wind blade, one up and one down to lock the direction of Purcell's dodge, obviously this is not the first time these two magicians have cooperated.

The wind helps the fire, and the combination of wind and fire magicians, the effect is not as simple as one plus one. From this small detail, it can be seen that the slave catchers are very careful about the matching of occupations.

Purcell is worthy of being a master of martial arts. When he is attacked by two magics, he still has the ability to dodge.

The jungle clawed deer seemed to have lost its grip on the branches and fell suddenly, but Saier's body suddenly bounced up, and a huge distance was drawn between the man and the beast, completing a difficult human-ball pass.

The two magics just shot out from the space between the man and the beast, knocking off a large branch, and the messy leaves flew.

But Sell's good luck finally came to an end. When he was falling, a cold arrow just passed through his right arm, bringing out a pool of blood.

Although Purcell has the ability to draw the bow left and right, he can't draw the bowstring with one hand.

This martial arts master was indeed very tenacious. He suddenly gave up his bow and arrows, and pulled out a beautiful sword from his waist, which was covered with beautiful hollow patterns.

The strength of such a big sword is a bit worrying, but it is no problem to use it as a handicraft, the standard elf style.

The bow blade is the patent of the blood elves, and there are not many forest elves who also practice martial arts at the same time, but Saier is the best among them, otherwise he would not be able to become the martial arts master of the Yuluo tribe.

Although it was inconvenient to use a sword with his left hand, Saier's eyes were still sharp, and he showed no sign of compromise.

Without their bows and arrows, the martial skills of the elves were no threat to the slave hunters at all. The humans laughed heartily, and the handsome martial arts chief seemed to be in their pockets, and the casualties of their comrades did not make them happy at all. mood lessened.

"Saier, run, hurry up... um..." Feiya in the distance broke away from the big hand covering her mouth, but she only screamed, and was covered again.

Master Saier's eyes were blank for a moment, and then filled with firmness. Holding the big sword in his hand, he walked towards the opponent step by step, but his eyes stayed on Fei Ya's delicate and beautiful face, and murmured in a voice that he could only hear. : "Feiya, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you..."

What does it mean that although there are thousands of people, I will go there?
The Martial Arts Chief Saier was at this time, and his figure holding a big sword walked very firmly, but also full of sadness.

In the eyes of human beings, the behavior of the martial arts chief was obviously stupid, so there was another playful laugh from the crowd.

"Wow, the God of Light praises the great love. In order to complete such a touching love story, little ones, kill these annoying guys..." A lazy voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

(End of this chapter)