When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

Ping! Ping!

The two-handed long sword with a deep and simple shape stabbed at vulnerable places such as the throat, crotch, and knees at tricky angles, but was blocked by a pair of spiked iron fist gloves.

Bang!

Laurent once again punched out with a fist, knocking Wei Luo back. He stared at the elf demon hunter in front of him coldly, "Your attack target is very special."

Wei Luo sheathed his sword and retreated, saying calmly: "I am a demon hunter. When hunting, I naturally have to focus on the prey's weak points and attack."

After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, recited a spell quickly, and summoned a purple temporary magic circle on the ground, covering the surrounding ten meters of land.

"Aden."

Laurent, who happened to be within the range of the magic circle, suddenly felt his body sink, his body movements became slower, and his exposed skin felt a tingling sensation as if being pricked by needles.

"Witcher's magic circle? Humph!"

Laurent took the initiative to step back and leave the range of the magic circle.

During this process, he kept a close eye on Wei Luo to prevent his opponent from taking the opportunity to make a sneak attack.

However, Wei Luo stopped where he was, took out a small bottle filled with red grease, opened the cork and poured it on the sword.

The highly adherent grease spread instantly and quickly covered the entire sword body. The smell emanated from it floated near Laurent, making him feel a little dangerous.

After oiling the sword, Wei Tuo put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and clicked on the three red, yellow and purple crystals inlaid on the handle of the sword.

"Igni!"

The sword quickly ignited with scorching flames, emitting high temperatures that could distort the air.

"Queen!"

A power spread from inside the yellow crystal and covered Wei Luo's body, forming an invisible shield.

"Arden!"

A white light is attached to the sword, with a psychedelic color. Looking at it for a long time will make people dizzy, or even fall into a coma for a short time.

Taking advantage of the moment when Roland was temporarily blocked by Arden's magic circle, Wei Luo quickly completed a series of battle preparations, rushed towards Roland with the sword in both hands, and appeared in front of the opponent in the blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, the two sides fought dozens of times without giving in.

Sparks flew in the air, and the layers of invisible shields were shattered, but they instantly returned to their original state. The splash damage cut through the luxurious robes on Lorent's body.

Finally, Laurent jumped back into the pond, splashing water several meters high.

He sank the hot iron thorn glove into the cold pool water. The surrounding water rose rapidly, making a gurgling sound, and seemed to be boiling.

However, under this high temperature, Laurent didn't even frown, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.

He stared at Wei Luo, his chest rising and falling slightly.

In the battle just now, he was hampered everywhere.

The flames attached to the two-handed sword continued to heat his gloves, making him feel uncomfortable.

If you take off the iron gloves, you will see that his fists are covered with burning scars, as well as many slender wounds left by the sword blades.

The sword oil that the demon hunter had just applied on the sword greatly increased the sharpness of the blade, allowing it to even penetrate the protection and damage the inside.

And every attack he made could not really hurt the elf demon hunter.

Although every attack made by Laurent just now was blocked by Villo with his sword, which seemed meaningless, in fact, every punch he made would trigger internal energy, and the force would spread along the weapon into the enemy's body, silently. Destroy the enemy's internal organs while breathing.

Many of his opponents fought like this before their internal organs suddenly burst and died.

But the invisible shield on Wei Luo's body can actually block even this kind of internal energy, and after destroying one layer, the weapon will add a new layer of shield to it, which seems to be endless.

Based on this alone, Wei Luo can be invincible.

Not to mention, every time Wei Luo attacks, a purple phantom light will flash in front of Lorent's eyes. After watching it for a long time, it will make him feel slightly dizzy. If a person with weak strength faces the purple phantom light, he may even be stunned. Directly fell into coma.

In a duel between masters, any slight advantage will be infinitely magnified. Even if it is just a little dizzy, it does make Lorante's reaction ability slightly reduced. He was almost maintained several times because of his fleeting trance. Luo cut his arm.

After cooling his hot palms in the water for a while, Laurent gritted his teeth slightly and pulled off the luxurious robe that was in the way, revealing the golden inner armor worn inside. The armor was extremely close to the body, perfectly showing off the toughness of Laurent's body. Muscles like steel.

He clenched his palms tightly and maintained a posture of accumulating strength. His eyes were ferocious, his mouth was slightly open, and he let out a low growl.

The shadow of the jungle tiger that had appeared before appeared again behind him. The king of beasts glared at Wei Luo, roared in a menacing manner, and then threw himself into Luolante's body.

At the same time, the already strong muscles on Lorent's body swelled again, as if he had accumulated terrifying power that could crack a mountain.

As the most traditional boxer, Lorent did not choose common elemental powers such as fire and ice when he entered the gold level, nor did he choose the most popular golden aura.

He unswervingly chose to continue to improve his strength and speed and exercise them to the extreme.

In order to become what he is today, he strictly controlled his diet, stayed away from women, and devoted a lot of time to exercise every day. Day after day, year after year, he finally succeeded in condensation at the age of forty. The prototype of the magic soul was born.

The so-called magic soul is the phantom of the law condensed by extraordinary people based on their understanding of extraordinary power. It is the embodiment of extraordinary power, and it is also the iconic power of emerald-level extraordinary people.

The form of the magic soul will be condensed into different shapes according to the will of the extraordinary person. Theoretically speaking, unless there is a special practice method, the magic soul condensed by each extraordinary person will be different, maybe an animal, maybe a weapon, maybe It's abstract mysterious symbols and so on.

The possession of the magic soul will bring a great increase to the extraordinary person. It represents the extraordinary person's understanding of the highest level of his own power. When possessed, the extraordinary person can always maintain the peak state of fighting, and according to the abilities mastered by the extraordinary person, Ability to perform specific increases.

The power surging and expanding in Laurent's body at this time was like a volcano about to erupt, making him feel like he could smash mountains.

Seeing Laurent's appearance at this time, Wei Luo's eyes became slightly solemn and he took a defensive posture on the spot.

When Luolante summoned the prototype of the magic soul and entered his body, he didn't intervene, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Because Lorant always maintains a state of charge, if he steps forward rashly, he may play into Lorant's hands and receive a heavy punch directly.

Laurent stared closely at Wei Luo on the shore. His magic soul was only in its embryonic form and could not remain in a fused state for a long time.

But at this moment, he truly had emerald-level combat power, although it could only last for a few minutes.

However, even for a few minutes, no gold-level transcendent could be his opponent. The gap between gold and emerald was like the difference between a mountain top and an ocean trench.

It's just that the fusion of the magic soul also cost him a huge price, because after all, he has not really stepped into the Jade level, and every minute and second he maintains this state is consuming his extraordinary perception and the foundation of his magic soul, and these The consumption may take him a few years to make up for it.