Rebuild the Upgrade Path

"It seems that you are their chief." Lin Dingkun said coldly, staring at the cardinal in front of him.

"No, I am not a sir." said the cardinal. "I am their priest!"

As soon as the voice fell, the cardinal suddenly changed the posture of the long sword in his hand, and slashed across it at an angle. Lin Dingkun changed his posture to resist, stepped back and pulled away.

The other three people began to move, vaguely, already surrounded by Lin Dingkun, actually planning to kill the strongest first? !

Lin Dingkun looked at the surroundings, sighed, shook his head and said, "I thought you were some talented people, but you were just a few fools. In this case, you actually chose such a perfect one. Dead end, are you all in Shineisha?"

"Today's situation, it seems hopeless for us to go, it's better to... first work together to solve you this difficult guy, which can be regarded as clearing an obstacle for our **** bishop!"

The cardinal said in a cold voice, his hand holding the knife loosened and held again, his eyes were murderous.

"San Sifa? I really want to leave someone to go back and tell him that this land is not something he can touch! But it's a pity that none of you can leave today!"

After Lin Dingkun finished speaking, he suddenly made a move and slashed at the cardinal in front of him!

The cardinal's pupils shrank. Unexpectedly, Lin Dingkun could have such a fast speed. He hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but only felt a burst of force coming from him, as if a mountain was pressing on him. At that time, his legs softened and he almost knelt down. !

"Uh...ah-!"

The cardinal screamed, his legs began to tremble, and he couldn't support it.

Suddenly, Lin Dingkun felt a gust of wind stab him behind him, so he quickly stopped and slashed back!

The speed of his movement is so fast that he can only be described as "simply and neatly". It is assumed that the man is just a middle-level figure in the Shinei Shrine, and he cannot avoid this knife.

Unexpectedly, when the knife was just slashed out, the person was also a fake action. He immediately stopped the momentum, and let out, avoiding the slash. On the other side, another person came out and rushed towards him with a weapon.

"Huh?" Lin Dingkun frowned, and turned around, using a horizontal knife as a shield, and swung away his attack. Another flashed body, "cang", and accepted the cardinal's attack!

"Formation?"

Lin Dingkun squinted at these people around him, with strange steps, mixed with real and fake movements, almost as long as he hits this one, the other will come back to deal with him, and there is no way to concentrate on one of them for a while.

Although among these four people, except for the cardinal, the other three are not his opponents, but the evasion attributes of these three are extremely high, and they are obviously prepared for this formation!

Lin Dingkun knew in his heart that he couldn't have killed two people who had nothing to do with this formation so coincidental. This group of seven people could use this formation in principle, and the number of people in this formation should be floating.

In other words, fortunately, I killed the three first, otherwise, the situation at this time will only be more unfavorable!

On the other side, the Shadow Army soldiers saw that the officer from home seemed to be passive, and immediately drew out their weapons to move forward.

But the cardinal had already made up his mind. This time, even if he couldn't kill Lin Dingkun, he would be hit hard! Then, it is absolutely impossible for them to disrupt the situation!

There are only four people left in this formation. At this time, even if the other party adds another person, the situation will be reversed!

The cardinal kicked his feet, and the whole person floated on the ground. While Lin Dingkun was entangled by the three people, his figure moved, and he spun like a ****, holding a big knife, surrounded by black light, and splitting countless knives in an instant. The light flew out in all directions!

Everyone in the Shadow Army just ran out without two steps. When they looked up, they saw countless blades flying towards them, stopped quickly and set up weapons to resist.

There is a huge difference in strength between the surrounding soldiers. The strong blocked the light of the sword, and there is no half effect, just a pause, while the weak, after blocking the light of the sword, can't stand the strength at all, and fly directly. , Fell into the snow, and some even knocked down many people because they stood too close to their companions.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the footsteps of the Shadow Army soldiers who came to help were instantly disrupted.

The cardinal fell, and in front of him, Lin Dingkun happened to have his back to him. The opportunity was just right. With this blow, he went all out. He couldn't always kill him, and would hurt him!

The cardinal kicked his feet like a sharp sword, and his whole person instantly stabbed out, and a red glow directed towards Lin Dingkun!

But at this moment, after a crowd of chaotic Shadow Army soldiers, two golden lights rushed over quickly, drew two arcs in the air, and the soldiers struck in two ways!

The cardinal went straight to the target, his eyes fixed on Lin Dingkun, where could he manage the surrounding situation, suddenly a golden light appeared from the corner of his eye, before he could react, his blade had been hit by the golden light, and its strength was so great. In a flash, he deflected his direction!

At the moment of the impact, he finally saw clearly that the golden light that hit was actually a yellow thing that looked like a flying saucer.

Before he could react, another cymbal had already flown towards Lin Dingkun, and quickly bypassed his body, instantly taking the name of one of the three surrounding him!

There were only four people left in this formation. At this time, the cardinal was outside, and one more person was killed. The formation has been broken, and Lin Dingkun has only two people around. If this is not won, his cultivation level over the years will be considered a white practice. Up!

Lin Dingkun glanced at the flying cymbals, already knowing who came, but it was not the time to care about that, and found that with a backhand knife, his whole body force pressed it, knocked one of them away, returned his hand to chase two steps, and beat the other. There was no power to parry, followed by a slash!

puff--!

Bleeding! That person was cut in two instantly, cut directly in the middle!

This knife cut out all the anger they had previously teased with the formation!

Looking back at the other person again, that person had just got up, seeing this scene, already scared out of his body, and ran back quickly.

But here, where is his way of life?

Two steps before he ran out, behind him, a sharp blade of light had already struck, with boundless murderous aura, it instantly penetrated his chest!

On the other side, a figure sprang out from behind the Shadow Army, acting like an eagle on a snow-capped mountain, smart and light, but full of solemnity. He stretched out his hands and held the two cymbals that were flying back. The toes are like dragonflies in the snow. After a few taps on the ground, it fell in front of the cardinal, and a cymbal smashed down!

"Golden Winged Eagle?!"

"It's a golden winged eagle?! Why did he come?"

The shadow army saw the appearance of the incoming person, and they all exclaimed.

This person is dressed in a lama costume and is about forty years old. His mouth is full of stubble, his eyes are like eagles, his temperament is like ice, and his movements are clean and tidy. He looks like a professional killer!

As soon as the cardinal raised his head, he saw a cymbal slammed down, and he quickly raised his sword to defend, but the other cymbal had already hit his side.

The cardinal was taken aback, and quickly stepped back, pulled away, and planned to attack again, but he didn't expect the opponent to be faster than himself, and he caught up in an instant. The sharp cymbal blade of the cymbal in his hand had already cut at him.

During the crisis, the cardinal could only stand the knife in front of him to resist, only a crisp sound was heard and sparks rubbed out. Before he was doing something else, the second cymbal had already been cut.

The speed of the opponent is not comparable to him. At this time, he has already rotated two cymbals in his hand, and his speed is not much faster than the speed of his own rotating knife light just now! The sparks on the knife never stopped!

Finally, with the last slash, the weapon could no longer hold on, and the long knife snapped with a "pop"!

The cardinal stared blankly at the handle of the knife in his hand and the lama behind it.

The man looked at him coldly, and with a light throw of his right hand, with his fingers shaking, the flying cymbal made a strange arc in the air, and cut it on his right side of the neck. He didn't stop, but just continued like this. Flying around his neck, then separated again, and fell back into the hands of the lama.

This was the last picture he saw. In the next moment, he didn't know anything. His body lost his strength and fell into the snow. The blood stained the snow red.

The Lama turned his head back when he took back the cymbals and turned his back to his death.

The cardinal, the connection between the head and the body is only a spine, and the rest, flesh, muscles and veins, have been broken, and there is no connection at all.

This kind of technique can be called a stunt!

The golden winged eagle walked in front of Lin Dingkun and looked at him with a smile on his face: "I heard that you are in trouble, so I'll come and take a look. It's not late."

Lin Dingkun looked at him coldly, and obviously didn't intend to have too much contact with him: "Huh! Just so-so, but I don't know what trouble I have, and I have never asked you for help."

The Golden Winged Eagle looked at him and smiled without anger, shook his head, and said angrily and funny: "You really have to change your temper. I really don't know how Duan Qingtian can endure you, ah. No, he definitely can't stand you, so he put you here and sent you away, worry-free!"

"Huh! Are you in this place too?"

"I am not the same as you. I was born in this place. This is my hometown. I want to protect it! You take the military service, and you deal with the corpse. I am only responsible for killing these people."

The Golden Winged Eagle said, the two cymbals in his hand rubbed against each other, and the blood beads on them were immediately dripped onto the snow. He turned around and walked back.

At this time in Northern Europe, in a small house, a person wearing a mask and purple robe, was holding the wick of a candle with a long needle, watching the candlelight sway in front of him, and the shadow changing frequently on the wall behind him.

At this moment, as soon as the door of the house opened, a person walked out from the outside, bowed and said, "Bishop, they..."

"I know." The purple-robed man raised his head, under the mask, the expression in his eyes was only joking. "I didn't expect them to succeed. After all, it would be no fun if it was just that simple..."