city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 367
The hatred was greatly injured, and he subconsciously covered his head with his left hand, and his whole body shook a little.

"Still didn't drop it in seconds!?" Fang Tian's heart sank, his eyes shifted to the saint behind the abomination, he was walking forward step by step, and in front of him was Garcia who was fighting against the abomination.

Compared with Fang Tian, ​​Garcia's movements were more steady. Because of Fang Tian's head-cracking blow, he covered his head in disgust and pain, which gave Garcia an excellent opportunity.

She stood in front of the Abomination, her feet spaced one behind the other.

Hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the long sword is positioned at the midline of the whole person.

Suddenly, Garcia opened her eyes.

At that moment, a red flame rose suddenly, enveloping the long sword in her palm.

"Extreme* heavenly fire streamer!"

Garcia raised her hand lightly, and the long sword slashed out from top to bottom.

The long sword wrapped in flames looks more like a broadsword at this time.

That extremely fast sword was just a raise of the hand, and it was difficult for others to see it clearly with the naked eye.

With that sword, the sharp sword light condensed with high-pressure flame poured out from top to bottom. Fang Tian, ​​who was not far away, could feel the burning heat of the sword light cutting through the air. He quickly pulled out the dagger and pointed it to the side. Jump away.

"laugh!"

Jian Guang sank into Hate's body without any accident.

"Critical attack!"

"-34023!"

A figure with greater damage than Fang Tian before appeared on the head of the hatred, and the body of the hatred was instantly cut open under the sword light, divided into two halves, and slowly turned into dots of white light.

Amazing.

Fang Tian turned his head to look at Garcia, this advanced sword skill was far more powerful than the ranged sword skill before, and he had never seen it in the hands of such a young person.

"Click."

After releasing the sword, Garcia's whole body was sore and limp, and the long sword pierced the ground. She held the hilt of the sword with both hands, half kneeling on the ground, trembling slightly, using this to support her body and barely let herself fall.

"Are you okay?"

Shen Luoluo went up, took Garcia's arm and helped her up.

"Oh, it's okay."

Garcia squeezed out a smile, waited until her strength recovered a little, and lifted the long sword stuck in the ground.

"let's go."

As she spoke, she followed the pace of the saints in front of her...

After getting rid of the abomination that just messed up, the thick fog around still showed no signs of dissipating.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, two loud explosions sounded from far behind, and the vibration from the ground caused Garcia, who had just exhausted her strength, to stagger slightly.

"Reminder: The low-level angel Cenaril in your team is dead."

"Reminder: The low-level angel Atolio in your team is dead."

Even the fifth-order angels were killed?

……

In the mist, Shen Luoluo stopped the brilliance technique again, and poured down a bottle of slow recovery potion to restore her mental power.

The worse the situation was, the more Shen Luoluo seized every chance to recover his strength.

Once the brilliance technique dissipated, the surrounding fog of undead quickly shrouded it.

The saint opened the way ahead with his eyes closed, and the holy light emanating from his body was dimmed endlessly under the influence of the mist of the undead, like a candle in the wind, which would go out at any moment.

However, this is the only hint in the fog to guide the direction of everyone.

In this long thick fog, Fang Tian suddenly felt that he had followed the saints for a long time.

What's going on with this weird feeling?

At this moment, Fang Tian suddenly found that his feet were extremely heavy, and it seemed that every step forward would cost a lot of strength.

He noticed that for the first time after entering the forest, the saint who was leading the way stopped in his tracks.

The saint stood there without any movement.

what happened?what happened?

Fang Tian suddenly found that he couldn't walk anymore, and his whole body stayed in place.

Where's Shen Luoluo?What about Garcia?
In the mist, Fang Tian raised his head.

As usual, he couldn't see the existence of Shen Luoluo and Garcia, but this time, Fang Tian was surprised to find that he had actually lost their perception.

Fang Tiangang wanted to call Shen Luoluo's name, but his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't say a word.

Absolutely wrong!
Seeing this strange situation, Fang Tian quickly calmed down and observed the game prompts.

No.

The game prompts were blank, and no prompts came.

What kind of situation is this?
Suddenly, a slender figure gradually appeared in front of the fog in front of him.

It's human! ?

Judging from the physical appearance, she is a woman.

How could there be a woman in this dead place, where the dead were inhabited?
This in itself is an extremely bizarre situation.

Wait, what about the saints?

Fang Tian suddenly discovered a strange situation. I don't know where it started. The saint who was in front of me just now disappeared out of thin air?
At this moment, Fang Tian suddenly found that he had regained control of his body. The moment he regained control of his body, he made alert movements.

The dagger was placed sideways in front of him.

step.

two steps.

A mysterious woman emerged from the mist, her long chestnut hair was scattered behind her, and her obliquely long bangs covered half of her face, but the other half of her face seemed to be shrouded in the surrounding mist, hidden in the mist , making it hard to see.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Fang Tian tried to talk to her, but the person didn't respond at all.

She came closer step by step.

The woman's walking posture was extremely casual, but Fang Tian could feel a huge threat.

At this moment, Fang Tian suddenly discovered that the fog around him had consciously retreated, and a large blank area appeared in the ten meters centered on the two of them.

A dark red dagger appeared from the woman's hand.

Fang Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, the way he was holding the dagger.

It's all too familiar.

This is exactly the same as what his master gave him!
"Bah!"

Without any dialogue, the woman's toes tapped the ground slightly. Her movements were swift, and her whole body turned into floating catkins in the air, swooping towards Fang Tian.

"Ding!"

Fang Tian's eyes were fixed on the opponent's right wrist, and he reacted the moment the opponent's toes touched the ground, swinging the dagger.

The dagger withstood the opponent's attack.

There was only a sound of weapons colliding, and the two daggers quickly crossed in the air.

Quickly separates after a brief touch.

Fang Tian was shocked.

With a faster speed than myself, the power to not lose the wind at all, the grasp of power and the control of the body are even higher than myself.

Who is this woman?

No, not only that, every step I take seems to be seen through by the other party.

The daggers collided continuously, and after more than ten fights, Fang Tian felt an irresistible sense of powerlessness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)