Lord of War

The middle-aged man rushed toward the sword dancer leader of the same tribe without any scruples. His arms were raised with blue veins, and his body was glowing with a dark red halo like flames, and the whole person exuded. An extremely terrifying and fierce breath. Even under his actions, the surrounding space was faintly distorted. Although there was no whistling wind, it had a more palpitating threat than the whistling wind.

  With this attack, the middle-aged man had no merciful intentions. It seemed that he really wanted to kill the sword spirit dancer on the spot!

  In the face of such a fierce culling of the middle-aged Jing Ling, this female Xingjing Spirit Sword Dancer leader who kept her arrogance from beginning to end did not feel the slightest panic. She seemed to have known that the ending would be so general. She just moved slightly under her feet, and then staggered away from the attack that rushed straight towards her. The hysteresis that seemed to be created by the twisted space around her seemed to be unable to work at all. It's the same with her.

   is like ripples drawn by a canoe on the lake.

  Then, at the moment when the two of them intertwined, the right hand of the female xingjing spirit sword dancer turned into a hand knife and cut it towards the neck of the middle-aged spirit sword.

Compared with the red and black halo, the strength of the ru white se that surrounds the female xingjing spirit sword dancer's hand knife is extraordinarily holy and dazzling, and compared with the weird breath of the middle-aged Jing spirit, this A female Xingjing Spirit Sword dancer's hand knives generated sound momentum like thunder and anger. The dark red blood qi that is almost materialized under the strength of this ru white se, it is like cold snow encountering the sun's exposure, quickly dissolving.

   Soon, the neck of the middle-aged male Xingjing Spirit, protected by the dark red se **** breath, was completely presented in the line of sight of the female Xingjing sword dancer.

Undoubtedly, just like the middle-aged male Xingjing Ling’s culling blow did not leave any hands at all, if his neck was effectively led by the jingling sword dancer from the Brofeng tribe. , Then the final result must be that his head is directly cut off.

  In this small dispute that can be said to be a quarrel, the two highland jing spirits, who are both the Pofeng tribe and have real power and respected status, actually took each other's intentions to kill each other!

"Humph!"

Feeling the threat from the hand knife, the middle-aged Jing Ling let out a cold snort, and the blood emitted from his body instantly turned into a real flame and burned, but this kind of flame eruption and expansion only lasted for a second. Then he contracted back into his body at a very fast speed.

  At this moment, the air was filled with the dull and quiet before the storm fell.

At this moment, the leader of the sword dancer gave up the attack that could pierce the opponent's carotid artery just a little further, and withdrew his right hand at an extremely fast speed.

  There is a red light, which flashes and disappears in mid-air.

   just brushed past the right hand retracted by the sword dancer leader.

   While the sword dancer leader took a few steps back, the middle-aged jing spirit also rushed forward for a certain distance, and the two sides once again maintained a distance of about five meters.

The   Sword Dancer commander stared at the back of the middle-aged jingling in front of her. She knew that the other party was really moving at this moment. But even so, her face remained unchanged, but her hands were slightly lowered, pressing on the scabbards of the two daggers at her waist.

  The tooth of the broken waste.

  Wind Ghost Blade.

  The two daggers seem to be a pair, but in fact they are just similar in texture.

One of the daggers, the Desolate Fang, is a sacred artifact of the Jingling tribe carried by the highland Jingling that fell to the wild land. No one knows this in the hands of the Wind Tribe. The only thing that is clear is that the founder of the Break Wind Tribe brought this dagger from the Eye of the Storm Tribe.

  The Blade of Wind Ghost is a short sword that the Brofeng Tribe discovered in the Wildlands and was very similar to the Fang Fang, and then invited those dwarves living in the Wildlands to forge a short sword. And because of this short sword, the Brofeng tribe even broke out a war with a gray dwarf tribe. That war happened before the conflict between the Brofeng tribe and the Xuefeng tribe, so with the support of the Xuefeng tribe, it would naturally be The gray dwarf race was completely annihilated and took back the wind ghost blade.

   Therefore, in fact, the pair of daggers that look exactly the same are not actually a pair. Even in terms of workmanship, the Blade of Wind Ghost is far inferior to Fang. But even so, the Blade of Wind Ghost is still a very sharp legendary short sword.

  As a sacred object of a tribe, it can be carried away so easily by the sword dancer leader. It can be seen that the female Xing Highland Jingling identity of this Brofeng tribe is naturally not simple. Otherwise, no matter how high a person's status is, it is impossible to use tribal sacred objects at will, and even bring this pair of daggers into the area of ​​the human kingdom.

  However, even though she had grasped the two daggers tightly, the **** se of the female Xing Gaodi Jingling became more and more solemn.

  She took a deep breath to calm the weak and uncoordinated aura in her heart at this moment, and then simultaneously drew out the two simple daggers. At this moment, the female xingjing spirit sword dancer also began to emit a very cryptic but very powerful wave of power, full of warfare like throwing an oil bottle into a fire, instantaneously Make a monstrous flame!

   "Very good." The middle-aged Jing Ling, who turned his back to the sword dancer leader, said in a deep voice, and then slowly turned around.

  On the left half of this jingling's face, there is a complicated and weird red se texture, which roughly seems to be similar to the texture of the magic circle, but it is much more complicated than the magic circle. In addition, there are also a large number of complex blood red se patterns on all of his exposed skin that is not covered by clothing. These patterns are all shining with red light, like a flow of activated magma, full of a weird, hideous and terrifying aura.

This middle-aged jingling stood in place like this, but it seemed as if an invisible force field enveloped the surrounding space. A **** aura continued to radiate from his body, the closer he got to this name. Nian Jingling, that **** aura will become more and more intense, and people with a slightly weaker mental endurance can't compete head-on with such opponents at all. What's more, it can be seen from his shot at the commander of the sword dancer just now that he also has extremely strong combat effectiveness in melee combat capabilities, and even his speed and responsiveness are far beyond ordinary people.

  In a sense, this ability to exude blood and affect opponents should also be regarded as a domain ability.

  If Sean can see this middle-aged male Xing Gaodi Jingling at this time, then he will know how difficult this time-limited mission is.

  Bloodline hunter.

  This is a special advanced class unique to the Highland Jingling in the Wildlands.

  The so-called special advanced profession is a profession that is only allowed to be employed if special conditions are met. In contrast to the extremely difficult transfer of this type of occupation and the difficulty and slowness of subsequent rank promotion, the powerful ability brought by the successful transfer of special advanced occupations is sufficient to make up for the gap in this area.

  Like Shaun’s Cursed Swordsman, the Tier 3 professional heavy armor knight he met in the Kingdom of Portoroa, etc., are all special advanced classes.

  However, the advanced difficulty of [Bloodmark Hunter] is even more difficult than Shaun’s Swordsman.

  First of all, the limitation of this profession is that people must be born in the wild, even if they are jinglings, but if they are not born in the wild, then they will not be able to access the quest line of this job change direction. Second, they must be believers in the hunting goddess, and their status or status in the hunting church must not be too low. Finally, it is the final requirement for this profession: melee occupations.

  Usually, bloodline hunters have to add half a level to their true strength based on their current realm.

  In other words, when this middle-aged jing spirit has fully aroused the bloodmark ability on his body, his strength is almost equal to the powerhouse of the lower sanctuary. At the very least, this special ability to use the **** breath to interfere and influence the opponent's combat effectiveness is essentially equivalent to a domain ability. It can be seen that once the bloodline hunter is officially made into a sanctuary powerhouse, then how terrifying this domain ability will be.

  However, at least the middle-aged male Xingjing spirit in this life has no possibility of becoming a strong man in the sanctuary.

  This is very clear to the entire Pofeng tribe.

  On the contrary, this female xingjing spirit sword dancer is in charge, she is very young now, even less than eighty years old. With her strength and natural ability, it is very easy to break through the sanctuary. The real limit lies in whether she can finally break through the legend. However, the current Brofeng tribe has high hopes for this sword dancer leader. At least the sword dancer guard she brought out is obviously stronger than the sword dancers trained by the previous Brofeng tribe in terms of combat effectiveness. many.

"But it's just a child who has only been in power in recent years. Is it true that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with me?" The middle-aged Jing Ling roared in a deep voice, especially when he looked at the female sword dancer. When he commanded the **** of his right hand, the **** se on his face looked extremely hideous.

  If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there is an extremely obvious scar between the right **** of the sword dancer, and blood is leaking little by little. It's just shocking that these blood beads that ooze from the scar will quickly evaporate and disappear when they appear on the skin of the sword dancer's commanding finger.

  For the weak injury on her right hand, the female spirit sword dancer knew exactly how she suffered.

  In the previous confrontation, if it were not for her to close her hand quickly, her right hand would be cut off by the flash of red light just now.

  As a highland jingling who believes in the goddess of hunting, their most outstanding feature is their keen sense of smell in combat, so most of the time they can perceive danger in advance and avoid traps. Of course, this approach has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage lies in the flaws that opponents deliberately reveal during the battle, which are meaningless to them. The disadvantage is that once the opponent knows the faults of the Highland Jingling, they will instead. You can abandon your own defensive attention in many places and concentrate your efforts to attack.

  Of course, this approach is only useful for npc in the game, and it has no effect on the player.

  Because this belief ability is added to the player, it becomes "reducing critical strike damage and critical strike chance", and it is also divided into active and passive effects.

  So this female xing sword dancer leader was able to dodge the almost slashing blow just now, relying on this extremely keen combat talent to smell. But even so, her right **** was inevitably wiped, and even this one hurt her a little.

  If it is under normal circumstances, this injury is of course not a big deal.

   But when facing a bloodline hunter, any bleeding wound will become a flaw that the opponent can use.

   Explained in game terms, that is the "blood sucking" effect.

  Of course, as a terrible profession, the bloodline hunter actually has some weaknesses. One of the biggest weaknesses is that they can't accept any external treatment-the original performance in the game is that no healing skills can be applied to players of this profession, they must be restored through the bloodsucking effect possessed by the profession. In today's real world, the injuries they have suffered are difficult to heal, at least when the blood lines are activated.

The female xing sword dancer’s gaze retracted from her right middle finger, and then landed on the neck of the bloodmark hunter, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really think that only you can hurt someone?...I As I said, our relationship is equal, not only because of our status in the tribe, but also our strength.... And this still refers to the situation without the use of external forces."

  Speaking of this, the commander of the sword dancer paused.

  At this moment, a very slight tearing sound suddenly sounded.

  The pupils of the bloodline hunter shrank suddenly!

  Because this tearing sound happened to come from his body, there was a wound on his neck that was exactly the same as the one he had injured the leader of the sword dancer. It’s just that the wound he wounded the sword dancer leader is not very fatal. The amount of bleeding is simply a situation that can be stopped at any time; but this neck injury is different, if it is as deep as half an inch, Then his carotid artery will be cut directly, and the amount of bleeding alone will be enough to threaten his life.

  The face of this bloodline hunter became extremely ugly.

  Because at this moment, he has truly understood what his opponent said by "no use of external force".

  His gaze has fallen on the short sword named Wind Ghost Blade.

  As for the commanding strength of the sword dancers in his tribe, this bloodline hunter knows very well, after all, in the tribe, they can be regarded as looking up and lowering their heads. However, in his memory, the strength of the two of them is indeed half a catastrophe, and no one can really suppress each other. Therefore, if they really fight, it is indeed a situation where both sides are hurt, but this means that both sides have the same prerequisites. , If it is the kind of death fight where both sides are ready, then his winning side is still relatively large.

  Because of this, he will be the first to start at the beginning, so that it is natural to take advantage of this first move. Once he has the advantage, then he can slowly turn the advantage into victory in the course of the battle, and then completely kill the existence that is now more and more like a thorn in his eyes.

  However, he did countless things, but in the end he ignored the situation that the sword dancer commander had two tribal holy artifacts in his hands at this moment.

  As a sacred object in the tribe, the entire Brofeng tribe is naturally familiar with the situation of these two sacred objects.

  Although no one knows what the real role of the Fang of Desolation is, but the situation of the Wind Ghost Blade is very clear, that is, it can increase the speed of the holder. As for the specific increase speed, people in the tribe are not clear, because although the Wind Ghost Blade is a copy of the Fang of Desolation, but in fact, the entire Defeng Tribe can really control these two holy artifacts. Only the sword dancer in front of him commanded.

  Vigna. Breaking the wind.

"Vinia, others don't know your true identity, do you think I don't know either?" The face of this middle-aged bloodstain hunter became very ugly. As an older generation in the tribe, he was breaking The Wind Tribe has lived for more than one hundred and fifty years. Not only does it accumulate prestige in the tribe for a long time, but also knows the secrets of many tribes. "You are just a wicked species. You really think you can command the sword dance of the entire tribe. The person?"

  Venia’s peaceful eyes suddenly turned cold, and the hands holding the double swords suddenly clenched, and the **** se, who had been calm and calm, finally produced strong fluctuations.

"Hmph, it seems that you should know your identity." The middle-aged Jing Ling sneered, "Although I don't know how you tricked the tribe's sacred recognition, but if you really think you can control the tribe The holy thing, even if it is really equal to me, then I advise you to die this heart.... With your current behavior, I have enough to treat you as a traitorous sinner!"

  "Only by your own words?"

   "No." Middle-aged Jing Ling shook his head, "I am the supervisor of the Council of Elders."

  Venia’s pupils shrank suddenly: "Today’s information was deliberately wrong by you!?"

"So what?" The middle-aged Jing Ling snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, I really have to thank those human beings. If it weren't for them, I would really have to bear the responsibility for the loss of so many Silver Sword dancers. But. Now... you have lost two Golden Sword Dancers under your command, so what do you think the Council of Elders will think about this?"

  Take a deep breath, and the anger in Vinia’s eyes began to disappear, replaced by a kind of indifference: "I will go to your funeral, Lord Morazo."

When the middle-aged male Xingjing Ling of the Pofeng Tribe heard this, he suddenly felt a trace of shock in his heart, and an extremely terrifying breath of death instantly enveloped him. Immediately afterwards, he saw Vinia leaning over and charging towards him quickly, but almost when she stepped on the first step, an identical figure appeared on her left, and when these two figures were again When stepping on the first step, two identical figures appeared on the right and behind at the same time.

   Then in the third step, eight figures appeared in Morazo's eyes.

  Fourth step, sixteen figures.

In the fifth step after   , no more figures appeared.

   But the coercive sensation that erupted from the sixteen silhouettes completely suppressed the movement of his blood qi field, and instead made the qi and blood in his body surge.

  The next moment, five steps later.

  Sixteen figures disappeared and eight remained, but the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Winia Brofeng was twice as strong as before. Judging from the aura alone, it was no longer weaker than the aura of the quasi-sanctuary powerhouse.

  And after the eight voices and shadows, there are four.

  At this time, the aura on Vinia was already the same as that of the lower sanctuary powerhouse.

  When the figure only made two voices, the blood se on Winia’s face suddenly disappeared and became extremely pale, but her aura was more fierce and fierce than the average lower sanctuary powerhouse.

   Immediately afterwards, when Winia finally stepped foot in front of Morazo, the figure on the left was clearly visible in Morazo’s eyes and merged with Winia’s ontology. At this moment, the aura that erupted from Vinia was already on par with the powerhouse at the pinnacle of the lower sanctuary.

  At this moment, Morazoo finally appeared in the eyes of the fearful **** se, because he already knew what power Vinia was using at this time.

  That is the tribal secret technique of the Brofeng tribe: The Dance of Broken Wind!

  This is a powerful secret technique that parallels the secret technique of the Xuefeng tribe [Snowwind's War]! (To be continued.)