Lord: I have a skill talent tree

When Ethan confronted [Dance of Death].

The old voice before entering the door sounded again in his ears: "Sir, I can't hold on any longer. Can we retreat first?"

When Ethan heard it, he was immediately in tears and laughter.

These elves are so straightforward!

Although I am here to save you, can't you be more tactful!

For example: Sir, you are really the savior. At that moment, I seemed to...

Oh... Forget it!

The result is the same, why bother about it!

Ethan glanced at the place where the voice came from, where there stood a dry tree.

The branches of the tree spread out like vines, and finally formed this wood spirit barrier.

There was a human face on the trunk of the tree, which was lifelike.

However, it was damaged in many places and looked a little dying.

Behind the trunk, there was a tall and beautiful female elf hiding.

At this time, her hands were glowing green and pressed on the tree.

He should be using healing magic to heal the ancient tree.

Ethan guessed that the dead tree should be the captain of the elves.

So he said to him: "You go! Leave this to me!"

After receiving a positive reply, the ancient tree did not remove the barrier, but an old voice came: "Then please hold him back, Master Sword Saint, I want to return to my body and remove the barrier."

Ethan understood what the other party meant, and immediately rushed towards the cat with his sword.

At the same time, a blue lightning burst out from the shadow and rushed straight to the cat.

The cat saw the lightning coming and couldn't help frowning. He slightly turned his body, and the lightning passed by closely.

At this time, Ethan's sword also followed, and a charge slash was slashed at the position where he dodged.

The cat turned around and returned to the original position, not only avoiding Ethan's charge slash, but also returning Ethan's evasive slash.

Ethan quickly blocked and returned a block counterattack.

In this way, one person dodged and counterattacked, and the other blocked and counterattacked, and repeated back and forth for several rounds.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The moment the two passed each other, they had already fought seven or eight times in a blink of an eye.

Because Ethan wanted to hold this man back, he kept launching attacks.

If the opponent counterattacked, he would also block and counterattack.

If the opponent did not counterattack, he would take the initiative to attack.

At the same time, he also let Volibear attack the opponent from the side.

In short, it can be described in one word: stick

Not seeking to kill, but just sticking to the cat like a dog skin plaster.

And the captain of the elf magician saw that Ethan was clinging to [Dance of Death] tightly, and knew that the opportunity to escape had come.

So he slowly retracted the tree branches.

After a while, the originally dim enchantment space disappeared, and the sun reappeared.

And the ancient tree "banged" and a puff of white smoke came out, and a dying old elf appeared.

After he glanced at Ethan, he immediately shouted to the female elf beside him: "Go!"

The two stood up immediately and were about to cast a spell to leave.

Suddenly.

A "boom" sound came.

As soon as the two elf magicians heard the sound, they saw a cat rushing in front of them.

The tip of the sword flashed coldly, less than one meter away from the old elf's throat.

The two were frightened and pale.

Only one thought remained: How could this happen?

It turned out that the cat seemed to be stuck to Ethan before, but in fact it had always been at a distance where it could burst out at any time.

For this reason, he had been secretly accumulating power, just waiting for the elf to show its true form.

Now that the elf magician has shown his true form and has no magic bark defense, he immediately exploded the Force on his body and repelled Ethan and Volibear.

At the same time, taking advantage of the gap gained by the explosion of the Force, he flashed and ran straight to the two elf magicians.

Ethan was bounced back by the force explosion, and cried out in his heart: "Not good!"

He hurriedly chased after him, but was a little behind.

The cat was about to pierce the magician's throat, and it had time to look back at Ethan, with a crooked smile, and the mockery was full.

At that moment, Ethan and the cat looked at each other, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Being laughed at by a cat?

However, he also smiled back, as if saying: What are you proud of? You may not succeed.

Sure enough.

With a "ding" sound.

A blue figure used his body to block the cat's fatal blow.

Of course, it was Volibear who attacked, and only he had this speed.

The cat saw that the other party used his body to block his sword, and under the full force [Thrust], there was no damage, and he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were a little dazed.

However, it came back to its senses immediately.

After the attack missed, it immediately changed the thrust to an evasive slash.

The body was like a spinning top, bypassing Volibear, preparing to attack the elven magician again.

At this time, Ethan had already caught up to him, so there was no chance for him.

First, he slashed horizontally to block his attack route, and at the same time let Volibear continue to block the magician with his body.

The cat had no way to advance or retreat, so he could only dodge sideways.

After he dodged, he surprisingly did not use evasion and counterattack, but did a dozen backflips in a row to pull away.

The reason for this was that he knew that he had no chance after failing to hit him just now.

This was indeed the case.

Ethan put his sword on the ground, standing between the cat and the elf, and no longer giving the other party a chance.

At the same time, he asked Volibear to escort the two elven magicians away.

"Sir Sword Saint, please be careful!"

The voice was a sweet female voice.

Ethan knew it was the tall female elf.

He didn't look back or reply, but waved his hand casually, signaling the two to leave quickly.

The two elf magicians knew that the longer they stayed here, the more they would drag down the great swordsman.

Without saying anything more, they supported each other and flew away.

And Volibear also took off into the air, tightly protecting the two behind them, and left together.

The cat stared at the elf quietly, standing in place, lowering his eyelids, and twitching the corners of his mouth from time to time, as if he was a little angry.

Ethan couldn't help laughing when he saw the other party's appearance.

Because the other party's current appearance looks a little...

Hmm...

How to say it?

Hmm... a little cute!

Yes, it's a little cute.

Although it's impolite to describe a great swordsman as cute, it's the fact.

Of course, Ethan will not underestimate the other party because of his cuteness.

In fact, although it was only a short fight just now, Ethan admired the other party's understanding of swordsmanship very much.

The standard [Sword Summoning] of the Great Sword Saint Sword Spirit was simply played out in the opponent's hands.

The opponent threw out the sword at any time, and when Ethan blocked and counterattacked, he dodged while rolling his tail to catch the rebounding sword and counterattacked it.

Although these were all tricks, every move and every style was so smooth, as if it was natural.

Even with the blessing of full-level swordsmanship proficiency, Ethan still felt inferior.

And the opponent's understanding of dodging deeply shocked Ethan.

Every time he dodged, it seemed like he was courting death in terms of the process.

But in terms of the result, it was just right.

Ethan saw with his own eyes that a sword energy of his own passed through the opponent's face, and the opponent leaned back to dodge.

At that time, it could obviously lean back more, so that it could stay away from the sword energy.

But it didn't.

It only leaned back to avoid it at the minimum.

The sword energy passed by its nose.

At that time, if the sword energy had entered a little bit, it could have cut off its nose.

But it didn't mind. When the sword energy passed by its mouth, it even pouted and gave the sword energy a kiss.

Seeing it so frantically testing the edge of death, Ethan finally understood why it was called the "Dance of Death".

The cat really lived up to its name!