Dawn of the Grey Tower

"when!"

The thing that flies out of the magic mist is faster, but Atta's sword is faster. The female swordsman's wrist flicked, and Flacrag left a silver mark in the air. Accompanied by a slight echo with a crisp sound and a slight shaking of the palm, something was taken a step away from the female swordsman's body. Knocked to the side.

The whole movement is smooth, without the slightest hesitation and panic. It is hundreds of times stronger than those so-called swordsmen who have no basis in moves and lack actual combat experience, and the calmness and calmness of them are not comparable to ordinary veterans.

This is the state that finally takes shape after combining training, experience, active thinking and expert guidance.

It can be said that Ata now has the style of a master of swordsmanship.

This kind of demeanor does not need to be defeated to show it, she is there, her sword is there, and she throws every move. Although there is no natural charm of Jian Qi, there is something that makes people feel horrified. The momentum.

Let's put it this way, even a drunkard who is drunk and walks in circles will never try to be frivolous at this time. She is beautiful, but that kind of beauty is a beauty with power.

Kailas on the other side has long been a master of swordsmanship, the chief swordsman of the Fairy King's Court, there has never been a corpse position vegetarian in this seat, even the favored person must weigh the weight of that position and his own ability.

And Kailas is not only the chief swordsman, but also for so many years. From his performance when cracking the triple sword of his old enemy in the fairy world, it can be seen that he is no longer a swordsman that can be guessed by routine.

What he needs is more often just a good sword that can understand his unique swordsmanship. The Sword of Sand can be done perfectly, and perhaps there is only one regret, that is, it is sand after all.

"puff."

The abnormal sound aroused the alertness of the cat goblin. He looked towards the sword, and what should have been bounced off was attached to the blade of the sand sword. It was a pit.

The pit is a kind of seed. The seed will germinate, and it needs nutrients to germinate. To be more precise, it needs soil. Soil... awful!

He immediately ordered the Sand Sword to lift its current form, but the weapon that was supposed to be one with his mind failed to respond to him this time.

"Sprout!"

The word sprouting always symbolizes beauty, hope, vitality, and makes people feel warm. But when the word comes from your enemy, you have to consider the cost of germination. Will the bright flowers grow in the place where the corpse is buried? Has that sweet fruit ever sucked the blood of the dead?

The growth of a thing always means the death of something. Perhaps this relationship is not direct, but it has always been the case.

"The beard of the knocker!"

Kailas can always use some strange nouns to express his thoughts, maybe these nouns are not strange, in the context of the goblin, they are used in this situation.

But no matter what he was talking about, the fruit core attached to the sand sword began to sprout at a speed visible to the naked eye under the order of the wizard. The hard nut shell was squeezed away, and the buds pierced into the sand sword. The process of taking root is repeating itself.

Atta glanced at Kailas, and her eyes could see that some kind of thin thread symbolizing magic was quickly connecting the core and the sand, cutting it off, and it was too late.

Now even if the core is removed, the magic it brings will not stop. If you want to stop the spell, you can only stop the caster's actions.

Dangerous colors flashed in the sky-blue eyes. She lowered her body slightly, strode her legs like a leopard, and rushed towards the magic mist in the narrow corridor without any scruples.

The mages thought she couldn't see what she looked like in the mist, this was an advantage, and the advantage should be used to kill them by surprise.

"Protect!"

The trajectory of the swaying fog showed the pattern of the magic circle. The thin fog instantly turned into a hard wall. It was only a moment, but it was enough to block high-speed people, and even caused them to smash their heads.

The premise is that the person cannot respond in time.

The most special thing about training with cat goblins is that you must learn three-dimensional combat methods. Kailas knows how to use the same things in the human world as a battle arena. Fences, branches, trunks and walls can all be his help instead of Obstacles, this kind of fighting and moving mode tailored to local conditions stems from his inferior size and cat-like nature. Valley

Atta got all the truth. Although she can't walk on the ground in the forest of the building, she can get over obstacles in the fastest way in a short time. The fairy eyes gave her the ability to see the edge of the solidified fog. She stepped on the fog wall and reached out to climb the top.

"what?"

Exclamation came from the fog, and the high ceiling became a disadvantage for the wizards. The female swordsman climbed over the wall where there was only a breath, raised her right hand to her left shoulder in the air, and cut out the magic sword!

"Ah!"

The sword actually didn't cut anyone. One-third of the points was because Ata didn't want to, and three-points were because of something on the wizard's body. As for the remaining four points, the main reason was that the panicked mage slipped his feet, and his whole person lost his balance and fell backward.

However, because he was wearing armor made up of rattans, falling down didn't seem to cause any substantial damage.

"Mir!"

Someone was yelling, probably the name of the fallen mage. After all, from the perspective of a third party, the situation is very much like a sword falling to the ground. The dexterous swordsman will not let go of this opportunity, and speaking means that he cannot cast spells.

Ata tapped his toes and turned around, the sword in his hand turned into a barrier that broke through the mist, and went straight to the shouting mage. Her speed is so fast that, except for the mage who was attacked frontally, the speed at which the others turned their heads could only see the flying little chestnut hair.

Flaklage never reflects light. It does not flash with bright light like a weapon made by Fan Tie. It is silent and deadly, as if even the light is split.

In the mist, the cold light came quietly. But the blood it brought up was warm, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com is warm and real, splashing in the air, like bright flowers.

"I'm hit by the sword!"

The wizard who was stabbed in the shoulder made a scream or howl after turning around with the blade that was picked up, and then he slammed the hilt of his forehead.

In fact, the counterweight of the hilt can kill people. So instead of hitting his temple from the side, Atta chose a place where his forehead was slightly upward, where the bones were relatively thicker.

But no matter how thick the bones are, they will crack in front of the metal. I don't know what kind of treatment the people who are waiting for the skull to heal will need. Of course, only the living will consider recovery, the dead do not need it, so it is lucky to have wounds that can heal.

"Here she is!"

The sword and smash made Ata stop moving, and the wizards were finally able to keep up with her, issuing warnings that had been useless for a long time.

The fourth mage hiding in the corner put his hands together and seemed to be responsible for maintaining the mist. He threw his fist at Atta, and the mist around the female swordsman immediately began to flow, blowing her hair fluttering.

"Next time you may be able to mix some sand in it, at least it will captivate my eyes."

It's not an elegant thing to taunt your opponent in battle, but who made her a martial art to learn from someone who loves to do it?

With the magic sword down, he cut open the upper of the leather shoes on the mage's feet, leaving a blood stain on the feet.

"Ahhh! My feet!"

Without magic support, the fog disappeared immediately, and the four wizards, one fell to the ground, one covered his shoulders, and the other jumped on the spot holding his feet.

Only the mage with the quiver in his hand looked at Atta in a daze.

The female swordsman tilted her head mischievously and pointed her chin in the direction of Kailas.

"Unlock it."

"Yes! It's... madam."