Erinno knew clearly the attack distance that Salin Crystal pointed. The tyrant's body had just entered the range of ten meters, and Erinno's arrow shot out.

Two arrows are beaded in succession, space arrows, and living arrows.

Erinno's level is insufficient, and the power of the Elf Emperor's arrow cannot be exerted. Otherwise, three arrows will be beaten and the assassin will undoubtedly die.

The feather arrow flew over, and the assassin holding the dagger swept across the dark dagger, his movements as fast as lightning, but he miscalculated. Erino's space arrow was refined with the branches of the divine tree, and the long bow Qiye was also like a magical weapon. The dagger was cut at the junction of the arrow and the shaft of the feather arrow, and the assassin knew that something was wrong.

The hand was empty, and the dagger danced ridiculously in the air, and the feather arrows passed through the body.

Space Arrows must dodge at a faster speed. If you want to block it, you must master more powerful space rules.

The living arrow flew to the point where the assassin who was trapped by the space arrow could not dodge at all, and he entered his chest with one arrow.

On the other side, Salin's water puppet also pointed at the assassin holding a windmill. A white light lit up in the clouds, and the soldiers outside the clouds felt a little dazzling.

The tyrant sneered, and the windmill stabbed the white light formed by magic. His windmill was a magic-breaking weapon and the most famous holy weapon among the assassins. He used this holy weapon to assassin to assassin, and each magician looked surprised before his death.

The only thing that made the tyrant unhappy was that those magicians did not have much fear before they died. Are the damn mages all their brains?

The windmill was broken silently. This holy weapon was broken by the crystal finger of the water puppet. After the ostentatious still penetrated a hole as big as a fist in the tyrant's chest. This time, Salin did not attack with all his might. The water puppet was too useful and dispersed and could not recover for several months.

The water puppet used only half of the power of the crystal finger, and the index finger had collapsed, but this time, the body behind the crystal ring was unharmed.

The holy weapon in the tyrant's hand was destroyed, and the clone there suddenly stopped moving. He stood there and made a slight sound. The tyrant could no longer feel the existence of the clone. All the essence and blood power in his clone could no longer be connected at this moment, let alone control it.

As soon as the windmill was destroyed, the tornado and snowflakes around the tyrant's body immediately entangled. The sharp snowflakes were even more terrifying than feather arrows, cutting the tyrant's clothes into pieces and blood.

The tyrant let out a sharp howl, and suddenly a hammer appeared in his hand. This powerful assassin can still use space equipment!

The tyrant carried an iron hammer with a diameter of nearly half a meter and rushed towards Salin. Salin's body was more flexible than a fish in the clouds and mist. The disadvantage of facing the warrior completely disappeared. His upper body did not move, and his feet slipped, and he retreated more than ten meters away. The water puppet came up and pressed the water flame in his hand hard on the tyrant's hammer.

Another silent attack, the hammer refined by Tyrant Meteor Star was wrapped in water flames, and suddenly shattered, scattering a piece of metal dust. The temperature of these metal dust was terrible. Signs of crystallization immediately appeared on the hammer rod held by the Tyrant, and his palm was also frozen on the hammer rod.

This time, he dared not attack Salin anymore. The fighting style of this magician was too strange. He had been an assassin for more than 40 years and had encountered such a terrible great magician for the first time. He glimpsed Sara's blue eyes staring at him, knowing that this great magician still had many skills that were useless, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

The tyrant completely ignored the big hole in his chest, and the wound did not bleed. He had another small shield in his hand, and he slapped the water puppet, and the person had retreated dozens of meters away. His retreat was faster than when he attacked. Moreover, the tyrant's sense of distance was too good, and he stepped out of the cover of Yunxing Technique in one step.

But how could Salin let go like this? Cuisi had been waiting outside for a long time. The tyrant withdrew from the clouds. Cuisi's figure had already pounced on the tyrant's body, and his sharp nails cut off one of the tyrant's arms with one hand.

The tyrant snorted in pain, and his arms that fell to the ground turned into dust. His people had already soared into the air and fled to the city. Erinno raised his hand and another arrow. There was no cover in front of him. The tyrant flew in the air again, but her arrow didn't need to be calculated.

The tyrant's body barely twisted in the air, and Elino's feather arrow shot through the hole the size of a fist in his body. The tyrant was proud of his ability to escape, but the moment the arrow passed through the wound, he felt the energy in his body burn violently. At the same time, it seemed that something was taken away by the feather arrow and flew far into the river of time.

Cuisi looked at the assassin who was running away from the sky with hatred. He only grabbed one of the assassin's arm and left his head without leaving his head, which made him very depressed. However, the illusion of the demon spider was about to end, and Cuisi carefully returned to human form.

Salin dissipated the clouds and mist, feeling a little sudden. He looked at Erinno's back, not knowing where he was. Erinno's swaying long skirt swung slowly in the wind, and every detail fell into Salin's eyes.

When did you become so powerful? That assassin can rival Byrne's existence! Moreover, the equipment of this assassin is beyond imagination. Without the blockage of the holy weapon, the finger of the water puppet would have killed the assassin.

After Erino's feather arrow injured the assassin, the magic pattern on it was a little dim. She approached the feather arrow, reached out to release the tiny wind snake, and took the feather arrow back to the arrow bag. The third feather arrow flew too far away. A soldier picked it up in the distance and sent it to Erino.

At this time, the magicians in the city arrived. The battle ended too quickly and the assassin had already flew over the crowd and escaped.

The magician of Kushui County fell far away, approached Salin, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Salin had already put away the water puppet, shook his head, and said, "The assassin broke one of his arm and couldn't escape."

The pupils in the eyes of the magician of Kushui County turned rapidly. He stared at Salin for several seconds before he believed that Salin was not injured. His magic tower was too far away to attack here directly, but he could feel the abnormal energy fluctuations that appeared in the city in an instant.

No matter how well the holy weapon is disguised, it cannot escape the perception of the mage in the magic tower.

The soldiers who were welcomed by the sideways felt that they were dull. So many people surrounded him, but they could not play any role. The army on duty had blocked the city gates, and these idle soldiers returned to the camp with the officers. The atmosphere in the city became tense. A powerful assassin mingled in and would appear in front of you at any time.

"Go back to the magic tower with me. I'm afraid there will be assassin accomplices in the city." The magician didn't say anything else. It was not his and his companions' fault that such a thing happened. Assassins were best at hiding. When they didn't attack, it was difficult for the magician to find out what was different.

Salin nodded, surrounded by the elite Rex guards, followed the magician to the palace, and the magic tower was built there. The appearance of the assassin was just an episode, and he had more important things to discuss with Rex.

After the tyrant flew past the crowd, he landed on the ground. He rolled around and disappeared into the shadow. Salin had the Elemental Eye and could see him. But besides Salin, it was difficult for even the sixth-level magician to discover his shadow dance skills.

After escaping his life, the tyrant was not happy at all. He plunged into the alley. This Daliang City is a militarized city, with not many civilians, and no free houses. The tyrant lifted an iron cover on the ground deep in the alley and drilled down. The Qinyin-style city has a good drainage system. These underground drainage channels are enough for adults to pass through.

However, there are barriers between the passages, and there are low-level magic on these iron fences, which can be issued an alarm once they are destroyed by force.

The tyrant just wanted to find a place to rest. He stopped on a stone platform in the tunnel and sat down heavily. The wound on his chest was slowly healing, but the tyrant's heart was in chaos.

Because he had taken the most magical drug in the world, he had suffered such severe injuries in the past and was almost recovered soon, at least the surface wounds could completely heal.

Now, the penetration injury in the chest is still transparent from front to back, and there is no sign of it growing. He is not a creature in the Meers Continental plane, but an assassin from the alien plane. The resurrection of the limbs is his talented skill. As long as there are enough nutritional agents, he should have ignored this injury.

Now not only does not kill the target, but even your own arms cannot grow.

The tyrant slowly raised his hand, trying to touch the wound on his right arm, but after he lifted his hand, he almost screamed again.

The palms with smooth skin like babies are now as old as an elderly person over 100 years old, with curvy nails, dry skin, spots on the back of his hands, and aging lines.

The tyrant was in a hurry and took out a mirror from a small leather bag on his waist. The back of the mirror was covered with magic runes, and the front was bronze, smooth and flat.

The face in the mirror is very strange, full of wrinkles, and the eyebrows become longer and more sparse, as white as snow and as cold as frost.

It was really cold. The tyrant felt that the blood temperature in his body was decreasing, and his heart was beating desperately without hesitation.

"Biological Arrow!" The tyrant squeezed out the word from his teeth, and a low voice came from the tunnel hundreds of meters away, and was blurred by the sound of water flowing underground.

The tyrant threw the mirror out angrily. It was a high-end equipment, but he didn't care at all, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Damn it, that's an elf!"

The tyrant roared, completely forgot that he was seriously injured, and the enemy must still be chasing him. He could not calm down at all. The elves' living arrows are the most powerful weapon to restrain his race. If it weren't for the living arrows, only a few royal families could use them, his race would have long died in the plane battle tens of thousands of years ago.

When the creature arrow penetrated his body wound, it took his life away directly, or in other words, accelerated the passage of time and made his body age rapidly. Moreover, his race is particularly sensitive to time and space. After being hit by the creature arrow, even if it does not die, its lifespan will be reduced by hundreds of times the speed of normal state.

In this state, let alone recovering from injuries, it is a problem whether you can leave the city alive.
Chapter completed!