prisoner of hogwarts

Chi Chi Chi!

Under the spotlight, the fake Dumbledore was possessed by Wan Jian.

However, the scene of being cut into mincemeat did not happen. Instead, there was the sound of tinkering, and after ten thousand swords passed, the fake Dumbledore was still safe and sound.

It is true that the fake Dumbledore can no longer use magic power, but he still has the sword in his hand, and the sword has its own sword spirit. The fake Dumbledore only needs a thought to communicate with the sword spirit to resist.

The Taomu Sword is a magic weapon for Mahayana monks. It is easy to resist the sword energy of the Foundation Establishment Stage. What's more, the fake Dumbledore is also wearing a robe, which can be used for defense very well.

Ah!

All the monks were very upset. They had not considered the Taomu Sword after all their calculations, so they did not take it into consideration when they sacrificed their lives.

Sword Spirit, this is such a distant thing.

Their strength is really too weak, so weak that even the Sword Spirits don't bother to deal with them, so they habitually think that Taomu Sword will not take action on its own.

Mistake, Mistake.

One wrong step, one wrong step after another, launching this attack not only cost the lives of several monks, but also drained their mana and made a last-ditch effort.Now they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they are still tied up. It is difficult to even take a breath, let alone move.

"A bunch of dog-like things." The fake Dumbledore was so angry that he walked towards the monks one by one with his sword. He wanted to kill these dog-like things with his own sword.

Damn, I almost capsized in the gutter.

puff!

Along with the beautiful sound, the comfortable blood splashed on the fake Dumbledore's face.Not only did the fake Dumbledore not wipe it, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood.

tasty.

"Does anyone want to beg for mercy? Maybe I can spare your life." Fake Dumbledore said with a smile.Of course, the fake Dumbledore would not be that kind of person. Retribution has always been his principle in dealing with people.He just wanted to watch them kneel down and beg for mercy, and then kill them with one sword blow.

It would be fun to give them hope and then kill their hope.

"Devil, if you want to kill, kill him. We will uphold the right path and have no regrets even if we die."

"Yes, I will have no regrets even if I die." The monks said in unison, with firm expressions on their faces.

The monk was not afraid of death. At that moment, the fake Dumbledore saw light, a dazzling light.

I never expected that these dog-like things would turn out to be men who were not afraid of death. They were worthy of being monks from their hometown.

"In that case, let me help you." Fake Dumbledore said solemnly, with no more contempt in his eyes.

Since he wanted to express his respect, the fake Dumbledore naturally had to use his most powerful means.

But the fake Dumbledore forced out his blood, used his finger as a pen and the sky as paper to draw a spell.

Burning their bodies with fierce fire, let them leave this world cleanly without leaving even a hair behind.

This is the mercy of fake Dumbledore.

"Edict!"

With a command, the talisman shot towards the back.You know, those monks were all standing in front of the fake Dumbledore.

Someone came from behind, a man as beautiful as a crown jade, handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing, just like a relegated immortal.The man was dressed in white robes, which looked like light and seemed to represent justice.

But when he saw this light waving his sleeves, the talisman offered by the fake Dumbledore was destroyed by him, leaving nothing at all.

This light is none other than Old Devil Zhang, and he will fight the fake Dumbledore again in his reborn body.