Zhutian: The world’s best swordsman is in Wanjie

On the other side, in a luxurious mansion, Hawkeye took a magic scroll in his hand and studied it carefully.

And there were also many magic scrolls on the table in front of him, although these magic scrolls were of very low rank, but they also gave Hawkeye a lot of headaches.

He couldn't understand the content of the scrolls at all, even low-level scrolls, let alone higher-level scrolls.

"I don't understand it at all. Hawkeye

frowned as he looked at the scroll in his hand, and then he rubbed his aching temples.

Sure enough, he is really a scumbag in terms of learning Xi, except for swordsmanship, his talent is as bad as a dog gnawing on poop.

But now he can only bite the bullet and look at it, from disliking magic, to questioning magic, and now needing magic.

In this world, relying only on his swordsmanship, it was really too difficult, and after returning from the Alpine Plains, he had been immersed in the magic scrolls.

But the Basic Law is too poor, so he can't understand anything now.

"Do I need to find a place similar to a school to Xi?"

"If not, I can't even understand the basics." Hawkeye

put the magic scroll in his hand on the table, and his back leaned against the chair, and his body immediately softened, and he collapsed on the chair like a salted fish.

Learning magic is like learning Xi, he studied for so many days, and he didn't even learn the 1+1 in magic.

Sure enough, no matter what you do, giving up halfway and giving up is the most pleasant thing.

"Why didn't you give me a genius brain. Hawkeye

said as he stood up from his seat and looked at the dark sky outside.

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In this dark night, at the foot of a mountain peak, several people stood under the mountain peak and looked solemnly at the peak overhead.

The surroundings are quiet and a little unpleasant, as if it looks like the prelude in a horror movie.

"I'm a little nervous, what's going on?" said

an old man, a little nervous, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was a magic chanter.

Although there were people all around, what he was going to crusade against now was the Eighth-Order Destruction Dragon King, and he had been terrified in his heart.

"It's okay, it's inevitable to be nervous, and I'm a little nervous right now.

Darkness Clenched the sword at his waist, and he looked around from time to time, this was the first such powerful crusade to be defeated.

From time to time, the sound of the dragon's chant came from the top of the mountain, and there were all kinds of sounds, and the dragon's chant should be the destruction of the dragon king.

And the other voices should all be the younger brothers of the Dragon King of Destruction.

"Come on. The

dark festival looked at the others around him and walked directly up the mountain, while the others followed him and walked towards the top of the mountain.

When everyone walked on the road, the originally quiet environment became no longer quiet.

Countless monsters, coming out from different places, all looked at them fiercely.

"I knew it wasn't going to be that easy.

Clementine looked at the monsters that suddenly appeared around him, and he pulled the sword out of his waist.

He originally thought that they would come directly to the Dragon King's lair unimpeded, but he was stopped by a bunch of monsters.

"It's useless to say so much, solve the immediate trouble first. The

old man's magic chanter, light after light lit up on him.

The others also felt it, and the old man's magic blessed them.

After a while, they were fighting with a bunch of monsters.

I don't know how long it took, but they all had a little wound on their bodies, and there were dead monsters lying on the ground.

The old man used healing magic to restore their bodies, and they began to gasp for breath because of the large number of monsters.

Just when everyone thought that everything was safe, many monsters suddenly appeared and surrounded them all.

"You say, are we going to die here before we see the Dragon King of Destruction?

Clementine looked at the monster that reappeared, he chuckled twice, and quipped at the people around him.

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When they reappeared, their bodies were covered with wounds, and they were also on the top of the mountain.

After many battles, they finally came up from the foot of the mountain, which is like a game.

"Finally, it's finally here.

Clementine looked at the huge black palace in front of him, and he said weakly.

And the bodies of others are just as shaky, and they have put a lot of effort into coming here.

It's that they couldn't even defeat the Dragon King of Destruction in their heyday, let alone the state in which they are about to fall now.

If you still have to fight the Destruction Dragon King in this state, then it is really a person with a brain problem who will go.

"Drink it and give it a go. The

Pitch Black Festival took out a few bottles of recovery potions from his clothes, he had to touch the Dragon King of Destruction today.

While the others looked at the potion in the hands of the Pitch Black Festival, they gritted their teeth and drank it, and their bodies were full again.

"Do you really want to fight?" The

old man looked at the pitch-black festival with some unease, although they had drunk the recovery potion now, this thing was only for healing wounds.

But it's not 100% able to heal the wounds on the body.

"Today, I have to see what the Dragon King of Destruction looks like. The

dark festival looked at the people around him seriously, they have come here now, wouldn't it be a shame to give up halfway.

The Dragon King of Destruction was now one step away from them, and no matter what, the Pitch Black Festival didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

If you let go of this opportunity, then the next crusade against the Destruction Dragon King will probably be more difficult than now, and it will also be in the same unknown how long it will be.

The surrounding Pitch Black Festival has been decided, and they also plan to break into the dragon's nest here with the Pitch Black Festival.

"In that case, then we will accompany you on this journey. Everyone

else nodded at the pitch-black ceremony, they didn't have the Xi of abandoning their teammates and running away on their own.

Then they went to the palace, opened the gates, and went in.

There were many gold coins and jewels in the palace, and the two of them were piled up to form a treasure mountain, and at the top of the treasure mountain, a black dragon was sleeping.

Everyone looked at the black dragon of the treasure mountain, and the old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror.

It may be because the sound of swallowing saliva is too loud, or it may be that the Dragon King of Destruction has long been aware of their coming.

The Dragon King of Destruction, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his blood-red pupils.

When the blood-red pupils were red, they immediately looked at the people of the pitch-black ceremony.