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Chapter 165 Crisis

Five senses deprivation, movement restrictions.

There is no doubt that the unique spell of the Dusk Mage "Black Mist" has a great control advantage for warriors who have not yet reached the law of the domain.

It is like a domestic animal that is slaughtered by others in trouble. Once it cannot be quickly eliminated and separated, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

Luoslin is not Ambofen, especially seeing the opponent's strange way of leaving the cage array makes him always full of vigilance. He will not underestimate the enemy and neglect it, but will only take advantage of the situation without mercy to kill them, without giving the opponent any chance to take advantage of it.

Xia Lan no longer concealed her trump card.

Talent: Cut off

The airflow circled and stimulated the orange-red inscription of the long sword in his hand. A fiery red flashed like a meteor, and the "black fog quagmire" that enveloped his body suddenly dissipated into pieces of magic law.

The sword pointed straight at the edge of the sword, and the figure flying out appeared in front of Luoslin in the blink of an eye.

not good!

Seeing that Luo Silin was not afraid of danger, even a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, Xia Lan's heart tightened, and a cold light stinged all over her body. Before she could react, a wave of magic power in her senses had already surged.

"Tangling the Magic Vine"

Luoslin, who quickly moved away, looked at Xia Lan, who was tightly bound by countless black vines in front of him. The purple-black magic array was generated by his left hand again, and several triangular black snake heads emerged, instantly spreading his bloodthirsty sharp fangs to swallow the food in front of him.

"Bang bang bang--"

As the continuous and violent shock and explosion sounded, smoke and dust rolled and dizzy around.

"Struggle in the Swamp"

"Curse of the Underworld"

"Black poisonous arrow"

However, Roslin, who seemed to be sure to win, then cast three spells in succession again.

Control spells to limit enemies, curse spells to weaken enemies until the final attack spell is completed in one go.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Luoslin looked at Xia Lan in front of him like a corpse lying on the messy white rock road, and his solemn expression began to melt, and a look of arrogance and contempt appeared.

Through the wise perception of the mage, he knew that the other party was dying and had no power to fight back!

This is the difference between a mage with rich combat experience and a warrior of the same level.

Any negligence and error will become a fatal flaw between each other!

At this moment, the other party's weak fire of life is probably gradually being eroded and spreading by the poison contained in the "black poison arrow", and it may be completely extinguished at any time in the next moment.

"Although I don't know that you can break the secret of spells, even so, I will be the one who wins the final winner after all!"

Condescendingly, Roslin sneered with disdain in his tone.

With his fingers slightly moved, Xia Lan, who was lying on the ground silently, suddenly reacted and endured a severe pain in his body. Not only was the opponent's magic damage, but more serious was the chaotic and overflowing air flow in his body.

As a swordsman, or a warrior.

For them, the energy in their bodies is the source of power. It is precisely because of this that they can show strength beyond ordinary people. If the energy in their bodies loses control, the consequence is that they cannot effectively use this power, which will cause their strength to decline significantly.

Struggling to support his blood-stained and broken body, Xia Lan looked at Luo Slin, who was not far away in cold eyes. Even though he was unwilling to admit that he was indeed not his opponent in combat.

but.

System: Life 32/310.

System: Warning! The host's life has dropped below 100 and is seriously injured.

System: "Swordsmanship into Micro" is enabled.

At this moment, his brain fell into the calmest and most rational situation again.

One good news, two bad news.

The good thing is the improvement of strength brought about by the opening of "Swordsmanship". The bad news is that the airflow disorder cannot exert extraordinary strength and the toxins in the body constantly erode life.

"I didn't expect you to stand up?"

Luoslin looked at the man who forcibly struggled in front of him with a slightly shocked expression, as if he was a little surprised at the other party's tenacious will.

"However, in order to avoid accidents, I decided to give you the final relief with my own hands!"

In a blink of an eye, a cruel smile replaced it.

The purple-black magic array pattern is generated, and completely unknown spells are about to appear again.

But Xia Lan did not move for some reason for the critical moment. A faint trace suddenly flashed out of her finger ring. Four or five small bottles filled with liquids of different colors appeared in her hands, and she opened and drank all the bottle mouths!

"Ghost Shock"

In a vague manner, as if I could hear a tragic and tragic scream, my consciousness even fell into a staggering moment.

At this moment, a faint green shadow with the appearance of soul quickly appeared and penetrated Xia Lan's body.

Before Roslin could feel at ease, a cold cold from his neck immediately made him move to disappear.

A red light flashed.

The cold sword edge accompanied Xia Lan appeared behind Luo Slin's original position!

...

Forsy Palace, inside the cage array.

Bedwin and his group were vigilant around the attack and defense in a circle. After Roslin, who led everything, left, the two sides had no verbal conversations and fell into silence.

"What is the origin of that young swordsman?"

At this time, Elvis, who was next to Bedwin, suddenly asked in a low voice.

"I have no idea."

Bedwin still said.

"You don't know?" Elvis said a little strangely.

"Of course, because all the information he gave me at the beginning was false." Bedwin said calmly.

"Then why would you allow him to join His Highness Sasso?" Elvis said.

"If you want to know a person's true purpose, the best way is to keep him by your side." Bedwin pondered for a moment: "I have the confidence to control him firmly within a limited range, but unfortunately I failed in the end."

"The result really surprised us." Elvis seemed to remember the strange thing that had just happened, and said, "Maybe we didn't expect that he actually hid such a deep power."

Staring at the rock-solid magic circle barrier in front of him, Bedwen shook his head slightly and said, "But his situation has not changed at all, it is just a passive transformation into initiative."

"At least he is freer than us." Elvis whispered: "Will he die, you said?"

"Won't!"

"You're very fond of that young swordsman? Why?"

Bedwin's decisive affirmative attitude made Elvis stunned.

"Don't forget how Ambofen died." Bedwen said: "If you want to really kill a wizard of Dusk, it's probably impossible for any of us to do it, but he succeeds."

"Maybe that's the case."

Elvis sighed slightly: "What worries me the most now is how things happened between Duranyi and Cadric!"
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