The attributes of this purple field are extremely domineering!

The phantom of the red dragon was shrouded in the field. After struggling for a few moments, he whined and collapsed on the spot.

The man in the red robe felt that his body was indescribably stiff and became extremely fragile - the body strength, energy strength, and soul strength were all rapidly weakening, and the combat mage's defense was not strong at all. At this time, he was covered by the purple field, and his defense was even lowered to a striking low!

Unable to move, cannot hide, and cannot guard, the man in red suddenly felt like Durand was holding power high above and could only kneel down to be judged!

"This field...and the feeling of sword intent..."

The man in red robe was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something. He finally realized his mind, but a bitter smile appeared in his mouth, "I should have thought of it long ago. This is the effect of your purple sword, right? You did not lose the sword, but instead relied on the power of the sword to resist the erosion of the waterfall. I saw this, but the gods who could not take your sword knew about it, so you wanted to kill me, right?"

The man in red robe suddenly took a deep breath, and he stood up because he didn't know where the strength came from.

He was tall, half a head taller than Durand. He stared at Durand with a sharp look and said slowly: "Damn, you kill me, why do you have to find a reason to say that you are another Durand? This is not very similar to your style! Just tell me, saying that I am worried that if I am searching the soul of the gods in the future and you have not lost your sword, I will break it by myself. How can you do it? You would look down on others too much!"

Durand raised his eyebrows slightly. He smiled faintly and actually put away the wooden knife. The tip of the knife was facing down and said calmly: "I'm really sorry, but now I know, I won't kill you, you can kill yourself."

The man in red robe sighed in his heart, but he hummed coldly, raised his hand and clenched his fists, and smashed his hand in his heart without hesitation!

This punch was full of strength. The man in the red robe did not make any defense. The key to the fighting mage lies in the heart. As long as one punch breaks the heart, even if he still has the saliva of a girl on his body, he will definitely die.

The man in the red robe saw Durand looking dull and had no intention of stopping him. Finally, he knew that the other party was not simply testing his own feelings, but that he really wanted to die before he could feel at ease. It was related to Durand's knife. It was understandable that he did this, but the man in the red robe still felt a little sad.

"I didn't expect that my first friend to live in love was the one who wanted me to die in the end." The man in red robe thought, and his fist accelerated to hit his heart.

A seven-color film like a mirror appeared silently in the heart of the man in red robe, blocking his own fist for him.

The girl has been watching silently since she had just started. At this time, she finally took action. She had already put away her tears, and her little face was full of serious expressions.

She waved one hand to prevent the man in red robe from committing suicide. She held the other hand in a faint grip and a seven-colored sword appeared. She held it in her hand. The small hand held the small sword, which was indescribable. But the sword head swung, and somehow directly crossed the distance between her and Durand. The tip of the sword had reached Durand's face, which was a fierce killing move!

A little seven-colored splendor lit up on the tip of the sword, and there seemed to be a heavy world that emerged out of thin air.

This is exactly the same as Xiao Niu's boxing technique. The fist comes from the world and the sword comes from the world. The fist is better than magnificent and majestic, as if a world is brought to smash people. At this moment, this sword is better than harshness, and it is assassinating and piercing through with the power of the world!

Durand's face changed slightly, he turned sideways to avoid the tip of the sword, and then slashed the middle section of the sword, as if he did not dare to touch the little bit of light on the tip of the sword.

A bang interception!

Durand flew away and walked away, while the girl stood beside the man with a cold face, holding a sword, staring at Durand and asked, "You are not Dudu, where are Dudu?"

Durand smiled and didn't answer. He looked at the girl with fear, curiosity, and a hint of heat and hunger that was hidden well.

"This, isn't he Durand? He's really not Durand? Didn't he find an excuse to kill me?" The man in red robe failed again and realized something was wrong.

He was wondering when he suddenly saw the girl jumping up in front of him, grabbing his hair, spitting out a big mouthful of water, and wet the man in red robe.

"Ahhh, come again!" The man in red robe was so angry that he jumped straight into his feet.

But the little girl wiped the saliva from the corner of her lips with her little hand and whispered: "Hurry up and cure the injury, and then help me hit him together. That is Dudu's body, but not Dudu's soul. We have to find a way to help him."

"Although I don't know what's going on, but... well, I don't seem to have any other choice." The man in red robe said solemnly.

The girl said again: "Dudu seemed to have merged with his sword just now, and it was very deep and thorough. Now Dudu may have transcended the category of combat mages to a certain extent, so I can't see through his inner thoughts or his body structure. Be careful, his moves may be completely different from before."

The man in red robe was stunned.

Fusion with weapons? Is this possible?

Also, what is the category of transcending combat mages?!

"Anyway, be careful." The girl said at the end. She stared at Durand who was smiling and silent. She always felt that Durand looked at her with an extremely weird look, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

"I understand." The man in red robe nodded. At this time, his injuries had healed quickly. With a low growl, his body suddenly pulled out, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge and strong red dragon. The dragon wings opened, and the dragon head was aimed at Durand opposite him and burst out with a fierce and majestic dragon clan roar!

The rolling dragon flame turned into breath and rushed towards Durand. Since Durand was different and essentially different, let's try his methods and characteristics first.

Facing the Dragon's breath, Durand did not dodge or avoid, and did not even block any movement. He just smiled lightly, then opened his mouth and sucked violently!

It was like a whale swallowing the sea water, and the big river-like breath was sucked clean by Durand's long breath, and there was no point left in a blink of an eye. Then Durand bulged his cheeks and roared, and then sprayed the other party's breath back!

The breath became extremely solid and even sticky, and the red dragon flame was mixed with a rich purple color.

The giant dragon transformed by the man in the red roared man roared, and did not dare to force it with his body. He sprayed three dragon breaths in a row, and then barely offset it. The breath dissipated, but the opposite side was empty. In addition to the dark void, how could Durand be seen?

A shadow appeared on the head of the giant dragon at some point.

Durand held a wooden knife and his body flashed continuously, and his speed was incredibly fast, far faster than before.

The space condensed in front of Durand, and his body was like a knife, cutting the frozen space hard and moving rapidly. Therefore, every time he moved, it seemed like a purple knife light was flashing!

"What a fast speed! What's the way to move?!" The man in red robe was shocked.

In my impression, Durand had no advantage in speed, or even lacked. At this time, Durand did not seem to have a strong pushing force out while kicking and stepping, but the space in his direction of travel became fragile, so it could not hinder him at all. If he broke through the space and walked, although he had not reached the point of traveling through the void, it was not much different. How could he not be fast?

In other words, it is not that his propulsion has become stronger, but that it greatly reduces the resistance to progress, so it gives people the feeling of a surge in speed!

When the man in the red robe realized this, he could no longer dodge!

Durand stepped on the dragon's head, turned the wooden knife back, and stabbed it hard. The dragon roared violently, rushing toward the top of his head, but was completely dissipated by a thin layer of purple light lit up around Durand. It was not a stop, but dissipated. All the flames would immediately become fragile and then collapse and dissolve into invisible.

"Damn it, this has changed too much! Is this still a battle mage?"

"Of course, why isn't it?" Durand smiled faintly and accelerated to stab the dragon skull.

But at this moment, the girl appeared silently behind him. The point of the small sword in her hand was actually Durand's vest. The tip of the sword seemed to be thorns and was as if she was about to pick something out from Durand's heart.

Durand's face remained motionless, and he grabbed the small sword with his backhand, and still deliberately avoided the tip of the sword. The part he was taking was the middle section of the small sword.

The girl snorted, and the little bit of elf on the tip of the sword actually moved. She retreated from the tip of the sword to the middle of the sword body, which happened to be Durand's grasp! This elf contains the power of the world. Even if Durand's body and sword are combined, his body strength and defense power will surge sharply, and he may not have his palms when he grabs it.

"Fake Dudu, hand over the real Dudu quickly! Otherwise... Otherwise... the girl will be rude to you!" The girl called out. She actually didn't know if the real Durand was still there, but she held a glimmer of hope in her heart and always left room for attack, for fear of hurting Durand's body.

Seeing that Durand was about to slap the sword, he suddenly stopped his palm and shrank back like lightning.

The girl was stunned. Although she was strong, she had very little combat experience. She was not much different from ordinary children and her response speed was not fast enough.

During a brief moment of dazed, Durand had already walked behind her like lightning, hugged the girl's body, and then... he actually aimed at the girl's fair neck and bit it hard!

This scene is simply weird!

A man with torn clothes grabbed a minor loli like a chicken in his hand. His face was eager, regardless of the little loli's panic cry, struggle and cry, like a wild beast, or a vampire, biting directly at the little loli's white neck!
Chapter completed!