Chapter 166: Conquering the Juggernaut (1)
Chapter 166: Conquering the Sword Saint (Part 1)
"Daniel, look at you." Salin took advantage of the silence in the rocks and had already made the pirates get the crossbow arrows one after another. Now he is confident.
Daniel nodded and approached Salin, but released the undead Pixius and headed straight into the rocks.
Daniel is now fragile in his body and his combat power is not low. Pius is already the strength of a level seven undead, and the release speed of undead magic is three times that of other undead. Even if he faces the Black Iron Sword Saint, as long as he does not let the sword Saint get close, he may win.
Pius was not afraid of fighting at all. He was the undead with his master, and it was difficult to be completely killed. At most, he was driven back to the undead plane. His huge body raised a stream of white smoke and dust in the snow, and rushed into the rocks.
boom!
A stone pillar was smashed into two sections by Pixius. He was like a war puppet. He didn't know how to turn, and he didn't dodge anything in front of him and crushed him directly.
Daniel was proud and in a good mood for the first time since following Salin. The pirates looked at him with great awe. Such a huge undead, even if he didn't know magic and only fought with his body, it would be extremely terrifying.
Pixius is a relatively special type of undead. Advanced undeads are generally good at undead magic, and Pixius's melee ability is the most terrifying. The two horns on his head can not only release magic, but they are clearly six long spears. And only six horns themselves have the attributes of undead magic, and even magic armor cannot withstand Pixius' long horns.
The four monster swordsmen in the rocks wanted to escape, but when they heard that there were more than 100 steel crossbows outside, they hesitated. They had not been promoted to the Sword Saint for a long time, so they were killed by Zola. Their original team leader was the first to be killed by Zola, and the team leader was the perfect Black Iron Sword Saint.
The palace monster swordsmen were originally composed of advanced sword masters, with only 500 people, and the commanders were all powerful people at the level of the sword saint. These four people broke through the limit and became primary sword saints in the process of chasing Zola, but their state was unstable and they would inevitably suffer losses when facing a large number of steel crossbows.
As soon as Pixiuius appeared, the four monster swordsmen looked like earth. The other party actually had a necromancer! The four of them fought against Zola, which had consumed most of the sword energy. A great undead magician could kill them all now.
"Zola, you actually colluded with Qin Yinren!" The four monster swordsmen leaned together, shrinking their defense line, and did not dare to provoke Pixius. They could only shout angrily at Zola.
"I was originally Qin Yin, what's wrong?" Zola saw Pixiu, and a little surprised appeared in her eyes. The speed of the Qin Yin eight-sided sword in his hand increased unknowingly. The sword energy penetrated the long sword, and before it touched the snowflakes, it smashed the snowflakes one after another.
"Are you Qin Yin? Have you forgotten how His Majesty treated you?"
"Of course I remember that he sent two teams of monster swordsmen to chase me." Zola's voice became cold. When he was young, both his parents died and fell into the Yunliu Empire. He worked hard to practice swordsmanship. He was attracted by the Great Jupiter of Yunliu and became a palace swordsmanship teacher. In his heart, Emperor Jupiter only picked ready-made fruits, and his previous achievements had nothing to do with the emperor.
If he was not the Black Iron Sword Saint, would the emperor give himself the treatment?
Zola thought while observing Pixius. This huge undead has at least six or seven levels of strength. His words just now seemed to annoy people outside. However, a necromancer doesn't take it seriously. Let them fight.
Zola saw Pixius staring at the four monster swordsmen, and did not attack immediately, so she turned around and wanted to leave. Salin's voice came in again: "Zola, don't hurry to leave, your matter must be solved, right?"
The four monster swordsmen looked at each other, and from what the outsiders meant, they planned to kill the four of them.
It would cost a huge price to kill the four sword saints! The four people were aroused at the same time, and Zola's pupils contracted violently. He knew what Salin meant. The mage outside planned to leave all the five people here.
What a big tone!
Salin deliberately let his voice clearly spread into the rocks, and he calmly gave the order: "Your teams are spreading out, steel crossbows are ready. When you see that you move too fast, shoot me. It's best to shoot him as a hedgehog. We have a necromancer here, and we need some corpses to study."
Salin's words made the four monster swordsmen lose the desire to resist again. It would be fine to face other enemies. If the undead mage insisted on torture you, even if you die, you will not be able to be liberated.
Undead magic itself is not evil, but the methods of the undead mage are a bit terrifying, so undead magic is not liked.
"Take off the weapons, walk out one by one, and come to my side, otherwise I will release the poisonous fog." Salin said slowly. It was not effective to release the poisonous fog in the weather, but the space in the rocks was not too large, and the sword saint held his breath for too short. If he was wrapped in the poisonous fog, he would be injured sooner or later.
Pius was monitoring the five people, and Daniel could see any movements of these five people.
Zola thought about it and it was really unwise to be hostile to people outside. He was just a little trouble with the Emperor Yunliu. If the other party was Qin Yin, he would not care about this, nor would he capture himself for the Great Emperor Jupiter because of this. Thinking of this, Zola stopped Qin Yin's eight-faced sword and inserted his backhand into the scabbard behind him. It was rare for him to carry the long sword behind him.
Drawing a sword is an extremely important link in any sword technique. Drawing a sword behind the scenes will inevitably affect the speed of the sword drawing.
Seeing Zola put away her long sword, the four monster swordsmen looked at each other. The four of them struggled to deal with Zola and might not be able to win. There were more than a hundred people outside staring at her, and what was worse was the undead mage. In desperation, the four monster swordsmen also put away their weapons, got off the monster, and walked towards Salin.
Daniel saw this scene through Pixwes's six eyes, and snorted coldly, thinking that these so-called sword saints would also surrender. Salin seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the possibility of leaving was getting smaller and smaller.
Forget it, if you practice alone, you can't have the best conditions as good as you are now. If Salin can really become a legendary wizard, there is nothing wrong with following him. Others don't want this opportunity yet.
Five people walked out of the rocks and felt very depressed. The situation outside made people vomit blood. Three great magicians rode on the skeleton war horses, and there were more than a hundred knights riding the same skeleton war horses around them.
Salin just made a sound, but in fact he did not dispatch troops at all. If they escaped from another direction, Salin would not pursue him at all.
I was deceived and deceived by a mage!
The mage will not lie. It is when trading with you. The mage's dignity makes them not do anything shameful in money. However, in the case of hostility, the mage is the most cunning group.
Even Zola remembered what the teacher said to him and felt very regretful.
When he saw Salin, he knew that he could not escape. The young mage looked at him with a smile, with a strong interest in his eyes. It was obvious that the black-haired mage was not very interested in the swordsmen of the monsters. It was too late to escape now. Behind him was the huge undead, blocking the retreat. In front of him were more than a hundred swordsmen riding skeleton war horses. One thing is that the magician didn't lie, that was that every swordsman really had an arrow-mounted steel crossbow in his hand.
The steel crossbow is not an alchemy crossbow, and its accurate head is not too accurate, at least it cannot be sniped. It is precisely because of this that the steel crossbow is difficult to avoid. If Zola is locked by magic, he can accurately judge the landing point of the magic. However, the steel crossbow, a weapon that only pursues penetration, even the crossbowman does not know how to control it.
Steel crossbows win by number. One steel crossbow fires three iron arrows at the same time. Ten steel crossbows are thirty iron arrows, forming a net. If you shoot in turn, Zola is sure to shoot down all of these crossbow arrows, but the opponent has three powerful magicians, and the magic of the three mages is something he can't deal with.
He didn't know yet that Salin and Aini could do flight skills. The Black Iron Sword Saint could not even fly for a short distance, and the speed was faster than the skeleton warhorse and would not last long.
"Zola, long time no see." The smile on Salin's face made Zola feel irritated. Why did this magician follow his words? He didn't know him at all, and he was not his reinforcements.
When the four monster swordsmen heard Salin's words, they felt even more desperate. It turned out that this magician was really Zola's friend.
"Zola, when I receive your letter, I'm here. I'm still a friend, right?" Salin continued to say to Zola. Zola didn't know how to answer. If he followed the magician's words, who would know what other story the magician would make up. At that time, he wouldn't be able to deny it.
But if you don't follow the words of the magician, the magician just needs to ask: "Are you trying to use me?"
Fuck, the mages are really difficult guys!
"Do you kill these four people or keep them?" Salin didn't care whether Zola answered his words. Anyway, if Zola denies, he would have more than 100 witnesses and four monster swordsmen. Anyway, he couldn't let this sword saint go. Now the city base is short of people. If he subdues a Black Iron Sword Saint, his strength will be increased a lot immediately. At least when encountering a magician or something like that, a Black Iron Sword Saint can relieve a lot of pressure from him.
"Master, I was just rude." Zola thought about it and did not dare to make friends with Salin. This magician was too elusive. If he was not careful, he would fall into a trap. Just now, this magician tricked him into these five people in just a few words.
Chapter completed!