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Chapter 17 Elite Fallen Demon Wizard

"Damn!" This sword shocked Xia Xun, who was still scared, suddenly turned his body, bent forward, with the long sword of frost in his right hand as the vanguard, and the long straight sword on his left hand as the successor, instantly slashed at the guy who was sneaking behind him.

"Dang! Dang!" Xia Xun's two swords fell for no more than half a second, and the torque on his waist was heavier than the sword. However, the power of the sneak attacker was beyond his imagination and did not reveal any flaws under his serial strikes.

"Elite Desolate Demon Wizard?" The two swords were stalemate with the monster who was sneaking into him. Seeing the other party's hideous red skin, Xia Xun finally realized that the guy who was sneaking into him was the Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Desolate Just now?

"The twenty-centimeter-long blood strip is twice as long as an ordinary wizard. He is worthy of being an elite!" Xia Xun was taught a lesson that he was almost successful in the sneak attack. He did not dare to be careless. His two swords held the golden scimitar in the other party's hand without moving, trying to delay the time temporarily. When the paper mustard killed the dozen or so annoying mice...

"Clang!" He did not choose to resurrect the Destroyed Demon, nor did he choose to use the fireball magic with a low hit rate, but chose a melee battle that could kill the opponent as soon as possible. Obviously, the Destroyed Demon Wizard had a good intelligence. He seemed to have noticed Xia Xun's intention, and saw his long sword pulling from Xia Xun's two swords. He ignored the sharpness of Xia Xun's two swords, and suddenly jumped forward with his body blocking the sword, and then slashed towards Xia Xun's head with a knife.

As long as Xia Xun was not a madman, he would not choose to exchange injuries with this cunning demon wizard for injuries. His figure took two steps back, and one red and one blue energy suddenly burst out from his two swords. As he waved his heart's content, he turned into two poisonous snakes that spit out their hearts, and the red demon's body was tricky.

The Destroyed Demon Clan is born short, and its height of over one meter and four meters is destined to be short and its hands are short. The two long swords in Xia Xun's hand have a sword body that is nearly one meter long. With his arm span, the total attack range almost exceeds the height of the Destroyed Demon in front of him. Therefore, when Xia Xun's two swords swung, it can not only cause severe damage to the opponent, but also allow himself to escape unsuccessfully.

"Puff!" The sound of the two swords entering the flesh sounded between Xia Xun and the Destroyed Demon Wizard. The Destroyed Demon Wizard waved the scimitar in his hand to try to cut at the hateful profession in front of him, but was kicked out by Xia Xun's violent kick.

"Lacanichu!" The Destroyed Demon Wizard dragged his body covered in blood and climbed up from the ground in anger. Its short body limited its strength. If it successfully evolved into a sharp blade demon with a height of nearly ordinary humans, how could it be Xia Xun's turn to tease it like this.

"It's very resistant to fighting!" Looking at the Destroyed Demon Witcher who was holding up like nothing happened, Xia Xun was slightly surprised, thinking that the elite Destroyed Demon in front of him must have special attributes of defense strengthening.

"Lacanichu!" The angry demon wizard, regardless of whether Xia Xun's words were praising it, in its eyes, all Xia Xun's actions were mocking him, and insulting a sacred elite demon wizard!

The golden scimitar cut out from the wizard with the top strength of the Destruction Clan, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out. The bitter sword aura was like the essence, slashing towards Xia Xun fiercely.

"Clang!" Xia Xun's two swords crossed together, and a burst of energy intertwined with ice and fire shattered the invisible sword energy that broke through the air. Then the two swords suddenly held the scimitar that was slashing towards the other side.

"Get out!" One man and one demon raised their right foot almost at the same time, and penetrated into the other's body with huge force.

"Why!" The human advantage over the Destroyed Demon appeared again. The Destroyed Demon wizard's poor short legs could not kick Xia Xun even if he stretched out all of them. Instead, he was kicked out by Xia Xun's huge force.

"I said, do you know how to watch the show?" Xia Xun glanced at the side with a squinted look, although he was holding a piece of paper, but he was picking up the paper mustard watching the show quietly. Xia Xun scolded him angrily.

"Didn't you have the upper hand? Do you still need my help?" Paper Mustard smiled with a look of thrusting, and the flying paper in his hand had already thrown at the Destroyed Demon Wizard.

"Solve early, finish work early!" Xia Xun glared at Paper Mustard, and his body was bullied at the decaying demon wizard again.

"Clang clang clang!" With the support of paper mustard, Xia Xun let go of his hands and feet as if he had knocked medicine. The two swords in his hand evolved from the butterfly to the dense wings of bees, and they smashed wildly on the golden scimitar used by the sinking demon wizard to block at an astonishing frequency.

"Shit!" Xia Xun's overly brave slashing combined with his extraordinary power, allowing each of his sword to smash sparks on the scimitar in the hands of the Destroyed Demon Wizard. The Destroyed Demon Wizard, who was struggling to resist, had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. Paper Mustard had already thrown at it while it was struggling with no less than ten pieces of flying paper at it, each of which was attached with explosive damage called a dream attribute.

"Die!" He turned his left hand and bounced away the golden scimitar in the hand of the Destroyed Demon Wizard. The Frost Sword in Xia Xun's right hand immediately took the opportunity to slash down, slashing the opponent's body in half, and slashed from his shoulder to his waist.

"Peng!" It was like a rain of gold coins. The body of the sinking demon wizard exploded silently. Hundreds of magical gold coins exploded out of its body. A bright golden helmet mixed with a few shining things, all fell on the golden gold coins.

"It's a big explosion!" Xia Xun put away his long sword, shouted excitedly, and then lowered his head to pick up the things that fell on the gold coins.

"Take the dirty hand away!" At some point, paper mustard had already rushed to Xia Xun's side. She slapped Xia Xun's right hand with one hand and had already picked up the helmet first.

"Haha, I forgot when I was happy." Xia Xun then remembered that he had said that he would rely on mustard to turn equipment in the future.

"Here, it should be your thing." Paper Mustard snorted towards the sky, then handed the helmet to Xia Xun.

"Wild Demon Helmet: The caster successfully merged the power of demons and beasts onto this helmet. It increases the wearer's strength, physique, defense, nerve reflex, and draws trace life with each attack. Level 3, identification scroll 2. (Invisible)"

"Damn, isn't bright gold worthless?" Xia Xun shook his hand a little while holding the helmet in his hand like a demon's head. If the Destruction Frost Sword was just suspected to be bright gold equipment, then the demon helmet in front of him could certainly say that it was bright gold equipment. Because even the best blue equipment cannot be attached to five attributes, especially the attribute that extracts life every time the attack is a god-level attribute tailor-made for melee professions.

I don’t know what to say anymore, Xia Xun could only look at the mustard girl who had always brought him good luck with gratitude.

"Get out!" Paper Mustard just pretended that the other party wanted to kiss her again, and quickly stepped back two steps.

"Tsk, I'm too lazy to favor you." Putting his helmet on his head, Xia Xun looked over the extremely quiet street around him.

Empty and darkness are the main themes here. A bunch of destruction lingers quietly and obediently around the streets. Even if Xia Xun and Paper Mustard made such a big noise, they would not be seen walking towards this side. It seems that this guy's vision is indeed a big problem.

"Where is your helmet? Don't bring it?" Paper Mustard took off her hands, and she looked at Xia Xun's handsome face without the vicious helmet covering her, and she was a little confused.

"Oh!" Xia Xun touched his helmet, felt its real existence, and explained to the paper mustard: "This thing is marked with an 'invisible' suffix, so it will automatically be invisible after being brought with it."

"There is also such a saying..." Paper Mustard patted the two medal-like things in his hand, and then said to Xia Xun: "Two amulets, none of them are available, my luck is over."

"Damn it! You also said, do you know, this thing can increase its attributes by putting it in your backpack." Xia Xun took two amulets and gave a lesson to Paper Mustard in anger.

"All unidentified, and even if you hold it, you can't add attributes."

"There will be a day of recognition." Xia Xun touched the head of paper mustard intimately and said softly.

"Take me advantage again!" Although Mustard muttered, he did not push away Xia Xun's big hand.

"It seems that something is wrong..." Xia Xun's eyes turned to the streets in the distance, and the sudden appearance of the scene there made him feel nervous.

"What...hiss!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Looking at the dense red tide in the distance, paper mustard couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The sound of tiny and noisy footsteps came from afar. Just listening to the sound, you know that the team was definitely no less than three thousand.
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