Legend Forever

In the beast or Warcraft, there is a 'when a race faces an inescapable crisis, it will let children and females, and a small number of strong beasts retreat at a critical moment, and the old, and most adult beasts are retreat Criticize the kind to get enough time 'phenomenon.

This is for the continuation of the race, as long as the blood is left, this race has the possibility of resurrecting through reproduction, and will not be destroyed.

In the same way, there are such phenomena, or choices, in the ‘higher wisdom’ race.

Speaking of rather rude words, these broken people belong to ... abandoned children.

Abandoned, ready to squeeze the last kind of use.

At the same time, there is a difference between voluntary and involuntary.

But what they have in common is that, in the event of losing their retreat, the latter will struggle in an ‘sorrowful soldier’ way unimaginable by ordinary people.

A arrogant lord who wants to crush those people with the field, he was pierced by a bone spear thrown over the heart in the moment of the face, and then was judged to have been successfully lost The breath of life.

Subsequent members of the Divine Faith swarmed up and stepped on the corpse of the lord level to charge at the enemy in front of them.

Perhaps the strength of these people is not very strong, but the taboo items in their hands provide them with an unimaginable increase.

Yi Xunyu and others still maintain a range of about five meters apart from each other, and have not been washed away completely.

But the focus right now is not convergence, but solving the opponents in front of you.

In front of Yi Xunyu, there is a thin and bony member with a deep socket in the eye socket.

The upper body can see the ribs tightened by the skin, and the whole looks like a skeleton.

He held a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and the mouth of the handguard with the image of the evil spirit on the knife opened, and black gas continued to squirt out of it.

These black qi lingers around him, constantly eroding his flesh, sucking on his blood, and producing a stimulant-like thing to his body, so that his body's energy activity continues to increase, thereby enhancing his strength .

His mouth was wide open, and he roared like a beast. Every knife seemed to fight as hard as he could, throwing his arm out and splitting.

"It's really desperate."

Yi Xunyu kept changing positions to gently avoid the other party's attack, and looked at the few intellects left in the other's eyes, frowning: "Why bother."

Ice crystals spread on the hand, and then turned into a transparent long sword point towards the oncoming blade.

Click,

Unsurprisingly, the ice sword shattered.

Throwing the Ice Sword aside, Yi Xunyu took another step back, avoiding the sword gas that would split the earth into a 20-meter crack.

Then sideways, avoiding the broken blade flying towards his head.

In this battlefield, not only the opponent in front of you but also the aftermath of countless battles.

Especially in this small space, a group of people whose average level is at the lord level is in a frantic fight, and each attack range can directly cover the entire battlefield.

Some people are already embarrassed by this situation, and actively expand the field to pull in the opponent in front of them, and then come out and solve another opponent.

Others were killed in the field, and several blood-bearing members of the Divine Society climbed out of the cracks in the space, and then rushed to the nearby opponent.

With this knife, the knife holder slowly stood up and looked at Yi Xunyu: "Although I know that the idea of ​​the Divine Grace is not realistic, this is my last memory of my hometown. You want to destroy this place, I will not allow . "

With that said, the blade of the man's hand was gently raised, and the evil spirit's mouth spewed out a large amount of black gas to wrap it.

A vague face looming in the vagueness, together with the broken armor that was slowly solidified on the body.

"Huh, that's what I don't want to see." She made her look like a bad guy instead.

With a whisper, the blue light in Yi Xunyu's eyes lighted up gently, and a purple scimitar was pulled out of the field with a slight pull in his right hand.

In this melee environment, Cangxing Ningshuang is really unsatisfactory, and will become the target of siege if you are not careful.

Now that the evil soldier has completely engulfed the master and been unsealed, it means that the one who was really facing Yi Xunyu was the one who was sealed in the sword.

"Ah ..." Satisfied with a general voice.

When the black smoke dissipated, the original person had completely changed his face, and his body was once again propped up, full of explosive muscles.

Bang bang,

Gently twist the neck, the evil spirit on the opposite side looked around, and finally looked at Yi Xunyu, revealing jagged teeth in his smile: "This guy gave up the body's last wish, guess what?"

"Perhaps you should guess how you died."

Yi Xunyu lost interest in dialogue, and the blue light in his eyes slowly walked forward: "Magic Blade · Ghost."

brush,

At the moment when Yi Xunyu said the name, the person in front of him disappeared into a residual image, and then appeared directly above Yi Xunyu with a knife.

In the whisper of metal collision, Yi Xunyu raised his hand to block the blow with a barren knife and said faintly: "Why, is it urgent to be called out?"

Without answering, the ghost who was already a ghost was unable to get a blow, and immediately turned around, waving a storm-like blow around Yi Xunyu.

The thin ice wall circulates in the rising and breaking up and reorganization, but the magic blade with the black ghost fire has been unable to break through the range of half a meter around Ixunyu.

At the next moment, Yi Xunyu flipped the barren knife gently, deflecting the magic blade in the opponent's hand to the side, and his left hand was covered with a layer of light blue ice crystals.

In the sound of punctured blood, Yi Xunyu kicked out with one foot, and his left hand pulled a dark spine in the tingling sound of the scalp.

"A knife that hasn't recovered completely."

Yi Xunyu stepped forward to pick up the knife with a silk-like black flame, and threw it into the Cangxing realm as a meal of Cangxing frost.

The reason why I was talking nonsense with that person was that I felt that the light of the martyrdom on the other side was worth appreciating.

Without looking back, Yi Xunyu held a pierced dark gold spear in his backhand, and his right hand slashed back to pierce the attacker's head.

Then I didn't care to pick up the barren knife, Yi Xunyu pressed forward with his right hand, pressed the head of the person who rushed in front of him, and a dim flame ignited in his eyes.

The greasy face on the other's face suddenly became numb, and the candle-like flame was also revealed in his eyes.

"Go."

With Yi Xunyu's calm words, the facial expression of the member of the Divine Grace changed suddenly, and he turned his head violently towards the other Divine Grace members.

Mental rewriting,

Turning around and picking up the barren knife two steps forward, and then throwing the gun into Yingxin collar, Yi Xunyu looked at the left hand with a cut and sighed softly.

Because of the shackles of her magic chain, no blood bleeds out of the wound. However, because the gun that I grabbed smoothly had a lot of law-level effects such as Demon Break, Thorns, Armor Break, Curse, and Divine Art, this wound was difficult to heal for a while.

Fortunately, it is just a general pain, which does not affect the use.

The melee continues, and will not stop because of the death of one or two people.

As long as one of the people on both sides has breathing, this battle will not stop.