Elven Reaper

Akto felt the throbbing pain in his body, and he couldn't help being shocked.

This is so fucking perverted. He was so seriously injured, and with the buffer of the flame cage, he could also severely injure himself with a sword.

Akto has many blessings. Although his level is only level four, his fighting spirit is at least level five.

The white tiger doll can resist damage by consuming its own fighting spirit, which is a very buggy attribute.

But this sword still transmitted power through the puppet, severely injuring himself.

With a thought in his mind, Akto activated the third level skill of the Azure Dragon System, Wild Healing.

A ball of cyan energy disappeared into his body, and with a lukewarm, very mild impact, the throbbing pain in his body also eased a lot.

On the side, Xiu's purple fist firmly blocked the sword energy. His strong body was hit by the impact and took a few steps back before stopping.

Xiu twisted his neck, making a crackling sound like bone cracking, and walked back step by step.

He seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll and said in a leisurely tone: "The old man is always strong, but it seems that he is still a little bit weak. The little genius Akto actually only vomited blood and did not die directly, which surprised me a little."

"So, are you too weak or is the little genius Akto too strong?"

Edmund, who had emitted this circular sword energy, also felt uncomfortable. A large stream of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose again, and a lump of intestines in his stomach had been dragged to the ground.

He was bent over, breathing like a drum in the wind, and his bloody body was convulsing a little, looking very painful.

This evil thing is finally about to show its hand.

It seems that Xiu wants to kill Edmund and himself all and seize the property.

Originally, Xiu's identity was just a mercenary who specialized in making profits, so it was reasonable to do such a thing.

Akto's face was pale, the discomfort of being hollowed out still existed, and his hands and feet were still trembling.

Edmund's tiger head has a large frame, but it is like a piece of dry rotten wood, and the sound coming from it also has the texture of rotten wood: "This sword is only one percent of the power of my heyday. What do you think, young man?" .”

When faced with the situation of being bullied by two weak young men, Edmund looked calm and composed, with a touch of self-deprecation in his tone.

Xiu stepped forward step by step and said, "Then it seems that the young genius Akto is stronger now. Let's start with you."

Akto held his sword in one hand and covered his chest with the other.

In fact, he had already put a healing potion in his mouth just in case of emergency.

Now it seems that it is really used. Akto chewed with his teeth, his white throat rolled, and he swallowed the potion mixed with saliva.

Feeling that the potion was rapidly moisturizing the blood vessels, internal organs, and tendons, Akto was not at all panicked. He still lowered his head and pretended to be seriously injured.

Xiu had already walked to a position five meters away from Akto.

He smiled ferociously: "Little genius Akto, I also want to tell you a secret secretly."

"What secret?" Akto asked.

"Just now, I broke through to the ninth level. Do you know what it feels like to be at the ninth level? It's like, how can I say it? It's a great feeling." Xiu looked extremely proud.

Akto's heart trembled. Can he handle a ninth-level warrior who is in full condition and has a lot of combat experience?

He decided to mediate first so that the effectiveness of the healing potion could be further exerted, and he could regain some strength as much as possible.

Akto said in a weak voice: "Mr. Xiu, I think I need to remind you that our common enemy is the Orc Sword King Edmund."

"Just now we have cooperated and killed the first epic magician. Isn't it pleasant for us to cooperate?"

The beard that looked like a small scimitar was tilted up triumphantly: "It's very pleasant, but it will be even more pleasant next time."

Xiu looked confident, and even started to turn on the villain chatterbox mode: "This reminds me of the time when I killed the purple electric dragon that year."

"That time, there were four eighth-level mercenary groups and more than 70 people. I was the only one who survived."

Akto still didn't raise his head, but just stared at him with his mental strength, and followed his words and asked: "Then what?"

Xiu's blue eyes glowed with a sharp light, and then he smiled again: "Then, no one knows, but eleven people actually survived."

Akto felt a shiver in his heart again, thinking, damn, he must have secretly preserved his strength through Xiu, and in the final stage of the battle, even the Purple Lightning Yalong and his companions were devoured. This grandson is poisonous.

Sure enough, Xiu continued: "In the end, I killed all the survivors, and all the wealth belonged to me. I became the only legendary mercenary, famous in the mainland."

The situation this time is exactly the same as that time. Duke is dead, Norton is dead, Edmund's life hangs on a thread, and Acto is also seriously injured.

Only his cultivation was at full level, and he even took the time to level up.

Akto reviewed it, feeling extremely depressed.

He felt that he was already experienced enough and as steady as Senior Brother Changshou, but he unexpectedly underestimated Edmund's strength and misjudged Xiu's intentions.

So that I fell into the current situation.

Here, Xiuya stopped talking nonsense and suddenly spread his limbs, surrounded by purple light.

Sixteen pairs of purple energy fists suddenly appeared and surrounded Akto.

Xiu's own fists also turned into amethyst-like material, and he rushed towards Akto.

With a movement of his mental power, Akto activated the triple magic shield to firmly protect his whole body.

These three shields are the golden light shield, the iron-gray wind shield, and the fiery red fire shield.

Among them, the fire shield has the highest defense and can withstand a full blow from an eighth-level warrior.

When he was in the Forest of Elves, Messiah told Akto that making defensive magic props was not simple.

High-level defensive magic props are even more difficult to make. Even the elves who are always proficient in magic cannot produce many of them.

This pocket watch, which can activate a fire shield, is the highest-grade defensive magic item that the Elf Forest can produce.

Moreover, it is very likely to be the highest-grade defensive magic item in the world.

Originally, wearing this fire shield pocket watch was immune to attacks from cultivators below level nine. Not only could it pass unimpeded on the mainland, it was also enough to ignore most cultivators.

But unfortunately at this moment, Akto was facing Xiu who had just reached level nine.

Xiu's pair of purple fists are so powerful that bursts of air burst out when he raises his hands.

And his speed was more than twice as fast as before. His whole body turned into a thin purple line and rushed towards Akto.

At the same time, the sixteen pairs of purple fists summoned by Xiu also punched Akto one after another like a sudden storm.

Akto did not dare to summon the blood woodcutter and army-breaking warriors to resist the damage. His thoughts were racing in his mind, and he searched for anything in the ring that could be used to repair the uniform.