Badge in Azure

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[There is one more, dizzy]

Eleanor clearly knew the attack distance of Sarin's crystal finger, and the tyrant's body entered the range of ten meters, and Eleanor's arrow was shot.

Two arrows with beads, space arrows, spirit arrows.

Eleanor's level is not enough, and the power of the elven emperor's arrows can't be exerted. Otherwise, the three arrows will be blazing, and the assassin will definitely die.

Feather arrows flew, and the assassin with the dagger swept across the dark dagger, moving fast like lightning, but he was miscalculated. Eleanor ’s space arrow was made from the branches of the **** tree. The long bow also had seven nights Like an artifact. The dagger was cut at the intersection of the arrow and the shaft of the feather arrow, and the assassin knew that something was bad.

With his hand empty, the dagger danced ridiculously in the air, and the feather arrow passed by.

Space arrows, to dodge the past with a faster speed, want to block, unless you have mastered more powerful space rules.

The soul arrow immediately flew, and the assassin, who was anchored by the space arrow, couldn't avoid it at all, and the arrow hit his chest.

On the other side, Sarin's water puppet is also an assassin who hit the windmill in his hand. A white light illuminated in the clouds and fog, and the soldiers outside the clouds and fog felt a bit dazzling.

The tyrant sneered. The windmill pierced the white light formed by the magic. His windmill was a magic weapon, the most famous holy weapon among the assassins. He used this holy weapon to assassinate dozens of magicians, each magician was surprised before his death.

The only thing that made the tyrant unhappy was that the magicians didn't have much fear before they died. Damn mage, is the brain all stone?

The windmill shattered silently. This holy item was broken by the finger of the water puppet crystal. Yu Bo also wore a big fist hole in the tyrant's chest. This time, Sarin didn't try his best to attack. The water puppets were too useful and scattered. It was impossible to recover for several months.

The water puppet only used half of the strength of the crystal finger, and the index finger had collapsed, but this time, the body behind the crystal ring was unharmed.

The holy weapon in the tyrant's hand was destroyed, and the avatar there suddenly stopped moving, standing there, making a rattling sound. The tyrant can no longer feel the existence of the avatar, and all the essence and blood power in his avatar can no longer be contacted at this moment, let alone control.

When the windmill was destroyed, the tornados and snowflakes around the tyrant's body suddenly entangled. The sharp snowflakes were more terrible than the feather arrows. The tyrant's clothes were cut into pieces and blood was dripping.

The tyrant made a sharp howl, and suddenly there was an extra hammer in his hand. This powerful assassin can still use space equipment!

The tyrant carried a hammer with a diameter of nearly half a meter and threw it at Sarin. Sarin's body was more flexible than fish in the clouds and mist. The disadvantage of the warrior completely disappeared. He did not move his upper body and slipped under his feet. Then he retreated ten meters away. The water puppet greeted him. Pressed on the tyrant's hammer.

Another silent attack, the iron hammer made by Tyrant Meteorite was wrapped in Shui Yan, and suddenly shattered, spreading a piece of metal dust, the temperature of these metal dust was terribly low, and the hammer held by the tyrant was immediately on the hammer There were signs of crystallization, and his palm was also frozen on the hammer.

This time, he dared not attack Sarin anymore. The magician's fighting style was too weird. He became an assassin for more than 40 years and encountered such a terrible magician for the first time. He glanced at Sara's blue eyes and stared at him, knowing that the great magician still had many skills that were useless. If he didn't leave, he would be late.

The tyrant completely ignored the big hole in his chest, but the wound did not bleed. There was another small shield in his hand, and he was shot against the water puppet. The man had retreated several tens of meters. His retreat was faster than when he attacked. And the tyrant's sense of distance is too good, one step out of the cloud envelope.

But how could Sarin let go like this, Tracy had been waiting outside for a long time, the tyrant withdrew from the cloud, Tracy's figure had been thrown on the tyrant's body, a sharp nail cut off one of the tyrant's arms.

The tyrant groaned painfully, and the landing arm turned into dust, and his men had vacated and fled outside the city. Eleanor raised her hand again with an arrow. There was no cover in front of her, and the tyrant flew into the air again, but she did not need to calculate anything for this arrow.

The tyrant's body twisted slightly in the air, and Eleanor's feather arrow shot through the fist-sized hole in his body. This tyrant was also proud of his ability to escape, but the moment the arrow passed through the wound, he felt the energy in his body burning violently, and at the same time, it seemed that something was taken away by the arrow, flying far away Into the river of years.

Tracey looked at the assassin who had fled in the sky bitterly. He only grabbed one of the assassin's arms without leaving his head, which made him depressed. However, the illusion of the demon spider is almost over, and Tracy carefully returns to human form.

Sarin cleared the clouds and mist, and felt a sudden feeling. He looked at Eleanor's back, not knowing where he was. Eleanor's long skirt swayed in the wind slowed down, and every detail fell in Sarin's eyes.

When did you become so powerful? That assassin, but comparable to the existence of Byrne! And the equipment of this assassin is beyond imagination. If there is no block of the holy weapon, the finger of the water puppet should be able to kill the assassin.

After Eleanor's feather arrow hurt the assassin, the magic pattern on it was a bit bleak. She approached the feather arrow and reached out to release the fine wind snake, withdrawing the feather arrow into the quiver. A soldier picked it up and sent it to Eleanor.

At this time, the magician in the city arrived, and the battle ended too quickly, and the assassin had already fled the crowd and escaped.

The Magister of the Kushui County fell far away, approached Salin, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Sarin had put away the water puppet, shook his head, and said, "The assassin broke his arm and can't escape."

The pupils in the eyes of the Magisters of Kushui County quickly spun up and stared at Sarin for a few seconds before they believed that Sarin was not injured. His magic tower is too far away to directly attack here, but he can feel the abnormal energy fluctuations that appear in the city in a flash.

No matter how good the camouflage is, the mage can't escape the wizard's perception in the magic tower.

The soldiers welcomed by the road felt dull on the face, so many people were surrounded, and they could not play a role. The army on duty has blocked the city gates. These idle soldiers each followed the officers back to the camp. The atmosphere in the city was tense, and a powerful assassin mixed in. I do n’t know when it will appear in front of you.

"Come back to the magic tower with me. I'm afraid there are assassin associates in the city." The Magister didn't say anything else. It's not the fault of him and his companions. The assassin is best at hiding. It is also difficult for teachers to find out how they are different.

Sarin nodded, surrounded by the Rex Elite Guard, and followed the Magister to the Palace, where the Magic Tower was built. The appearance of the Assassin is just an episode, he has more important things to discuss with Rex.

After the tyrant flew over the crowd, he landed on the ground, and a roll had disappeared into the shadows. Sarin has an elemental eye and can see him. Except for Sarin, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even the sixth-level magician can hardly find his shadow dance skills.

After escaping his life, the tyrant was not happy at all, and he plunged into the alley. This beam city is a militarized city. There are not many civilians, and there are no free houses. The tyrant deep in the alley opened an iron cover on the ground and drilled down. Qin Yin-style cities all have good drainage systems. These underground drainage channels are enough for adults to pass through.

However, there are barriers between the passages. These iron fences also have low-level magic. Once they are destroyed by force, they can sound an alarm.

The tyrant just wanted a place to rest. He stopped on a stone platform in the tunnel and sat down heavily. The wound on the chest was slowly healing, but the tyrant's heart was chaotic.

Because he has taken the most amazing drug in the world, he suffered such heavy injuries in the past, he almost recovered, at least the surface wounds can heal completely.

Now, the penetrating injury in the chest is still transparent, and one arm is missing, and there is no sign of growth. He is not a creature of the Meyers continental plane, but an assassin from an alien plane. Physical resurrection is his natural skill. As long as there are enough nutritional medicines, he should have paid no attention to this injury.

Now not only did he not kill the target, but even his own arm could not grow.

The tyrant slowly raised his hand, trying to stroke the wound on his right arm, but after raising the hand, he almost screamed again.

Palms that had smooth skin like babies are now as old as a hundred years old, with curvy nails, dry skin, spots on the back of the hands, and aging lines.

The tyrant was in a state of panic. He took a mirror from a small sac around his waist. The back of the mirror was covered with magical runes, and the front was bronze, smooth and smooth.

The face in the mirror was very strange, full of wrinkles, eyebrows became longer, thinner, white like snow, cold like frost.

It was really cold. The tyrant felt that the temperature of the blood in the body was falling, and the heart was beating desperately.

"Spirit Arrow!" The tyrant squeezed the word out of his teeth, and a low voice was heard hundreds of meters away in the tunnel. In the sound of the underground water flow, it was vague.

The tyrant threw the mirror out angrily, it was a high-level equipment, but he didn't care at all, and his eyes were all crazy.

"Damn, that's an elf!"

The tyrant roared, completely forgetting that he was seriously injured, and the enemy must still be hunting him. He couldn't calm down at all. The spirit arrow of the elf was the most powerful weapon to restrain his race. If it were not for the life arrow, only a few royalty could use it. His race had already perished in the plane battle tens of thousands of years ago.

When the soul arrow passes through the wound of his body, he directly took away his life span, or accelerated the passage of time and made his body age quickly. And his race is particularly sensitive to time and space. After being hit by a spirit arrow, even if it does not die, the life expectancy will be reduced by a few hundred times the normal state.

This state, let alone recovering from injury, is a question of whether or not you can leave this city alive.

"I don't want to die!" The tyrant suddenly lay on the ground and cried with a thump. Past tyranny collapsed at this moment. He suddenly realized the feeling of those who died under his windmill. (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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