This round of competition has ended. It is obvious that Cohen and Crow are at a disadvantage, but the Watcher does not pursue them fiercely, but stands quietly, waiting for the two of them to launch the next round of attack. But in

Under such circumstances, it is not easy to regroup, because in such a fierce battle, the power poured into the limbs by the three parties can be described as huge, even if they just pass through the battle circle, no actual physical movement occurs.

Contact will also cause great harm to the body.

Not to mention that from the beginning to the present, Cohen and Crow, who took the initiative to attack, were beaten by the watchers every time. The transition between offense and defense was too fast, and there was no time to operate the defense, so they suffered even greater damage...

The fighting method used by the Life Watchers is a strike force that covers combat skills and magic. Its operation method and intensity have far exceeded the level of Bess Continent, and are beyond the knowledge of Cohen and Crow. Even if it can

Crows who use combat skills and magic at the same time have clear distinctions and traces of the two. But the Watcher does not need time to change. Often the nature of the punch has been changed several times in the middle of the punch, and there is no change at all.

Opportunity for the opponent to mount an effective defense!

"If this is true, then you are very, very strong!" Cohen stood up and stood up, swinging his sword-holding wrist, and said to the watcher: "Is this a power comparable to the Light Clan and the Dark Clan?"

"The technique is similar, but the intensity is far inferior. This is the power I have truly possessed. If it were placed on the Hillel Continent, this would be considered the top power of mankind at its peak." The watcher who answered all questions leisurely responded: "As for the light

The Dark Clan and the Dark Clan are also real entities. Although they are far superior to humans, they are not invincible. I forgot to tell you that you entered this realm as entities, so the injuries you suffered on your bodies are not false."

"There's no difference." Cohen didn't care about this: "If I can't beat you, I won't have to mess around anymore!"

"Your Excellency has a strong will to fight." After his heartfelt praise, the Watcher reminded: "But such power cannot defeat me. You'd better adjust to your strongest state as soon as possible!"

"I understand this." Cohen smiled, turned to the crow and said, "It's time to get serious, how about a surprise?"

"Okay." Crow wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at the watcher, the smile on his face deepened: "Till death."

The first, last and strongest declaration of battle came out of the crow's mouth so lightly, but no one of the other two people present took it lightly, because just after these words, a strange feeling started from

The crows filled the air, gradually becoming more intense, until they surrounded the entire flowerbed - as silky, as dense as a net, invisible and shadowless, but so real!

"Very good." A glint flashed in the watcher's eyes, and he spoke to the crow with a clear purpose for the first time: "It seems that the abilities you once possessed have been revived."

"Didn't I say it was a surprise?" The long sword was returned to its sheath, and Cohen pulled out the black iron sword. His left hand slowly passed across the blade, and four subtle lines appeared on the dark metal surface one by one: "Why don't you compliment me?

"

The watchman looked at the sword in Cohen's hand and showed no respect at all: "You are not worthy of compliments now. It seems that the pressure I put on you is not enough."

Just when the watcher said this, the crow had already drawn his sword, and arcs of silver light as long as the sword were separated from the sword body. There were more and more of them, and they were arranged neatly in front of the crow.

, was slowly swaying with his breathing, making the atmosphere at the scene even weirder.

The watchman had obviously never seen this style of fighting skills. There was already some alertness and caution in his eyes when looking at the crow. The foil sword was already placed across his chest, and his flowing robes were hanging down in the strong wind.

...The figure of the crow flickered at this moment, and in the next moment, a brilliant ray of silver burst out between him and the watcher!

"Ding!" The sound of metal collision resounded through the sky, and sparks flew out for the first time in the battle circle!

In the scorching hot sparks, the watcher and the crow passed each other, and no one was obviously at a disadvantage. They both turned around at the same time, and the long swords in their hands came out at the same time - the clear and incomparable impact sound sounded again, and the power contained in it stabbed.

Cohen's eardrums are itching!

"Kill!" With roars rising from low to high, Cohen raised the knife over his head and stepped forward. In just one step, he crossed the distance of more than ten arms. The blade roared and slashed towards the watchman's shoulder. There was even a fire on the edge of the blade.

A cluster of blue flames!

The Watcher could no longer deal with Cohen with his bare hands, so he had to give up the offensive against the crow and retract his foil sword to parry the sword.

The swords collided violently, but there was no loud sound as expected, but only a small sound of electricity.

Hundreds of finger-thick white electric currents burst out from Cohen's sword, flying toward the Watcher like a curtain of water, instantly covering his upper body, and fine explosions sounded one after another; the surrounding air flow rushed toward the two of them,

The ground collapsed due to the squeeze; the temperature around him suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the thick frost silently climbed up the watcher's legs, freezing him in place!

"All magic!"

The watchman's whole body was restrained, and his left hand that could still move was pushed forward, and a stream of cold air hit in front of Cohen. Before he could get close, the strong pressure had already made Cohen's chest feel tight, and his blood was almost boiling——

In shock, Cohen flew back, the sword slashed down in front of him one after another, and khaki stone walls as thick as two arms rose up between him and the watcher!

At the same time, the crow leaped high, a bright beam of light shot out from the sword, and stabbed down on the watcher's head like a javelin!

"Boom! Boom!" The powerful air flow hit the khaki stone wall, breaking through more than thirty sides with an astonishing force, and finally hit the exhausted Cohen with a "boom" sound - Cohen's body tilted,

The whole person immediately collapsed!

Everything covering the watcher's body was shattered into pieces. The foil sword that escaped the trap was raised again, piercing directly into the bright beam of light. It pecked at the tip of the crow's sword. With a flick and a shock, the crow's entire body rushed outward.

Stagnated, the strongest offensive since the start of the war collapsed!

Amidst the cold snort, countless silver arcs of light were flying strangely, twisting towards the watcher like living creatures. Although it was not fatal, it still required the watcher to distract himself. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the crow on the ground began to strike with a sword.

Followed by a strong attack with a sword!

The technique of each sword is different, and the power it carries is also different. If Cohen is still awake at this time, he will understand that Crow has used all his strength. He is trying his best!

But attacks with such density and intensity still couldn't make the watcher panic. Although the expression on his face had changed a lot, from leisurely to serious, the series of attacks by Cohen and Crow could only make the watcher panic.

The Watcher takes it seriously, but there is still a long way to go to defeat him.

According to Crow's usual style, as long as it is possible, he will never actively defend in battle. The long sword in his hand exists for attack!

The range of attacks was faster than the last, perfectly demonstrating his inner determination; the sparks shooting out of the sword were constantly flashing, and the smell after the explosion wafted with the unique ruthlessness and insidiousness of his martial arts; there would never be the same.

The trajectory didn't have the same additional attributes, so he used all his imagination and abilities!

However, no matter what he did, he could never break the guard's foil sword! The watcher was clearly a human being and could be defeated, but such a crow could not do this...

"It's over!" The watchman whispered, his figure floated back, his foil sword pointed at the crow that was forced away: "Grant."

Doubts surged in Crow's eyes. The foil sword in the watcher's hand trembled slightly, and a bright beam of light spilled from the tip of the sword and disappeared in a flash in Crow's chest! Crow's face changed, and his body seemed to have been penetrated.

The target is tilted like that...

With a soft "Crack" sound, Crow inserted his long sword into the ground and struggled to support his shaky body. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Cohen who was lying on the other side, then lowered his head and started to gulp.

Vomiting blood.

Seeing this scene, the muscles on Cohen's face twitched, his fingers dug into the soil, and his body tremblingly lifted up.

"Hile Continent really surpasses Bis by a lot..." Looking at the two people who had already suffered the fate of failure, the watcher sighed with a deep disappointment: "Hile, is it really...

Is this an insurmountable peak for mankind? Even such an outstanding person cannot make up for the gap in this period of time?"

The Watcher's words are correct, and the answers to his questions are also obvious. The humans of Bes cannot surpass the humans of Hillel in any aspect. This is an ironclad fact. The desperately crows also took out the weapons that were blessed by the four gods.

The sword-fighting Cohen is already the most powerful human combination in the world, but now they all look like they are about to fall apart.

The Watcher looked at the two men for a long time without saying anything. What could he say? If such a combination could not defeat him, then fighting against gods and demons would be empty talk.

"I..." When Cohen was holding up half of his body, the watchman finally spoke: "I am very grateful to you. Although your ability is not enough to defeat me, your fighting will and awareness are stronger than mine.

"

"Is this... a consolation prize?" After saying this, Cohen lay down again.

"Although you have not achieved the goal you set before, you can still leave here, because through this incident, I found that the requirements of the Altar of Life seem to be too high." The watchman obviously weighed the situation at hand: "If possible.

, I would like to ask you to carefully consider other ways to pass on the legacy..."

"Did I say the fight was over? Did he say the fight was over?" The pale-faced Cohen raised his head and looked at the watchman, his voice clearly filled with anger, but paired with steely eyes.

Upon hearing Cohen's words, Crow's mouth curled up slightly and he stood up straight on the spot.

"Please accept this result. You are no longer able to fight anymore." The watcher replied sadly: "Any further damage to your body will be irreversible."

"I sincerely advise you." Cohen shook his head: "Don't make judgments easily."

"I consider myself cautious." The watchman seemed to not want to argue with Cohen on this issue. He stretched out his hand and made a stroke. The ground between Cohen and Crow immediately sank downwards, and the two were moved to one place, but they were not far apart.

Two feet.

"But it's not spiritual enough." Cohen stood up with the help of the crow, stretched out his hand to tear open the robe on his chest, revealing a small triangular breastplate worn close to his body, and fumbled with his fingers to unlock the magic seal on it: "Remember,

This will never end until I say it’s over!”

The removed magic seal slipped from Cohen's fingers, and a faint chirping gradually sounded.

"This aura is... so evil, I should be very familiar with it." A strange color flashed in the watcher's eyes, and he couldn't help but hold the foil sword in his hand tightly: "How come there are residual auras of the Guangming clan and the Dark clan on it!"

Cohen stretched out his hands, and pieces of black armor appeared out of thin air in front of him, and covered Cohen's body with a "clang" sound. The surprise in the watcher's eyes became more and more, as if he saw something that shouldn't be seen.

What I saw was actually retreating!

Amidst the sound of "whooshing", a long black cloak floated from Cohen's back. He seemed a little taller wearing a full set of armor. When putting on the helmet, he whispered to the watcher: "This is a surprise."

Faint, dull laughter came from the armor, and a huge magic circle pattern spread out around Cohen with Cohen as the center. Groups of runes of different colors floated on the ground, and the range gradually expanded until it stretched out until the life was destroyed.

Watchers surrounded it - and the crow standing next to Cohen had grabbed a dozen long swords from the void and stuck them on the ground in front of him!

"Curse... how could it be curse magic? Is this your final resort? But unfortunately I am not an entity, and the curse has very little effect on me!" The watcher said to Cohen in confusion: "And your body

Still very fragile!”

"Try it." Cohen finished this sentence in an indifferent tone. The magic lines rippling under his feet suddenly swung outwards, like countless whips being whipped towards the watcher - the nervous watcher's lips slightly twitched.

Opening and closing, a soft white light fills the surroundings, protecting the entire body like a boulder in the rapids.

Cohen raised his hands upward, his black armor trembling. The cape behind him and the streamers on his helmet rose up in the wind and shook violently. Cohen not only launched a series of curses, but also fully activated his mental power! It can be said that this is more powerful than

The previous fights with real swords and guns were even more dangerous, because mental power was Cohen's real strength - vaguely visible waves hit the watcher one after another, and every time the waves passed by, the ground between the two would collapse several inches.

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To be continued...