Everything and everyone will always have an incomprehensible, unexpected beginning or process or ending. Therefore, if you want to have a good result, you must have a good beginning and persevere in the process.
Like this holy assassin, the beginning was good, and he almost killed Zhuoran with a sharp blade. But what about the process? As an assassin, he actually imitated a warrior to hold up a shield, which cost Zhuoran countless fighting energy, and he almost died in the second.
Does Bo Magic Bullet mean that he is stupid? Rather, should he say that he has his own persistence and plan?
However, no matter which one he occupied, he was severely beaten by Zhuoran. His persistence and plan were equal to his stupidity.
Under the burning flames, it is difficult for alien energy to persist. Although the light blue fighting spirit is fourth-level energy, it is too thin. In such a high-density flame, it is a blessing that he can persist without being directly turned into ashes.
It's really ridiculous that he still wants to get close to Zhuoran who has a back-up plan.
The fourth-level junior Saint Assassin will also suffer under the endless magic. Unless the current Saint Assassin's fighting spirit can be replenished instantly, and then rely on the strong fourth-level energy to rush directly to Zhuoran and kill him with unparalleled power.
Kill him.
However, Zhuoran obviously would not give him a chance.
The fiery red magic power continued to emerge. In front of him, dozens of flame spears more than two meters long exuded awe-inspiring power. Each one was like a life-threatening spear, and the magic power condensed on it was actually more powerful than the flames that filled the sky.
It is even more dense, which also causes these dozens of flame spears to explode loudly when they have extremely strong penetrating power, with frightening destructive power.
After it was completely condensed, Zhuo Ran waved his palm and launched a flame spear, desperately attacking the Holy Assassin thirty meters away. Such a short distance only took an instant.
Bang bang bang!
The three flame spears at the front were the first to arrive. The Holy Assassin seemed to have lost his mind to respond to the enemy. He actually raised his dagger and slashed at it with a flash of blue light instead of avoiding it. Zhuo Ran saw this scene and smiled.
The murderous intent in his black eyes became even more fierce.
Three violent explosions made the Holy Assassin unable to defend himself. The surrounding flames were violently dispersed outwards by the force of the explosion, and the explosion area turned into a vacuum zone. However, the Holy Assassin was also persecuted by the force of the explosion.
Then he retreated quickly, because there were no less than thirty flame spears coming from behind, and they were about to arrive. He didn't have the confidence to stop them anymore, so he had to retreat, and retreat again and again.
Dozens of flaming spears followed like a shadow. However, the Holy Assassin, whose speed had slowed down a lot and had suffered so many attacks, was only able to keep a small distance away from the flaming spears.
Moreover, this insignificant distance of a few meters is still shortening.
Horrified. Helpless.
Such an expression appeared on the face of the Holy Assassin. Only at this moment did he realize how ridiculous his previous arrogance was. Real strength should not be arrogance, but silent strength. The strength that can kill the enemy is
powerful.
There is no way to retreat.
As soon as his body was attached to the magic barrier, dozens of flame spears arrived, completely engulfing the Holy Assassin.
Boom boom boom!
The dazzling firelight and violent explosion seemed to be holding a farewell fireworks party for the fourth-level Saint Assassin. The fluctuations on the magic barrier became more and more violent, looking like a frog with bulging gills, swelling and swelling.
Yes, it really makes people a little worried whether this relatively strong magic barrier will burst and lose its protective effect.
After three breaths, Zhuo Ran frowned as he watched the fire light dissipate.
"You won't die even if you do this. The fourth-level guys are really tough!"
The Holy Assassin curled up into a ball, and there was a layer of holy radiance protecting the surface of his body. The light shield was milky white, and the rich light elements surged gently. He didn't know what it was. It could withstand such strong explosions and flames.
, really strange.
"What is that? Who can tell me what that is?" a nearby spectator asked loudly.
"If I read it correctly, it is the 'Holy Light Stone', which contains a magic called 'Holy Light Protection'. It is a very powerful defensive magic."
"Yes, that is the Stone of Holy Light, but it can only be used once. It is a rare treasure that can block the magic cast by the high-level magister. In the market, this Stone of Holy Light can be sold
Five million gold coins is a sky-high price."
Everyone who heard this voice exclaimed, marveling at the preciousness of this Holy Light Stone. But Zhuo Ran saw the role of this Holy Light Stone, which could block the magic of the senior great mage. Such a function could
To save his life. The assassin who huddled up in a ball on the opposite side only dared to stand up after all the magic fluctuations dissipated.
After the Holy Assassin stared at the light shield and stood firm, it took another two breaths for the Holy Light Guard to disappear. The effect of the treasure was long-lasting. However, looking at the Holy Assassin's pale face and embarrassed body, it was obvious that
He has reached his limit, and expecting him to fight is undoubtedly a fool's errand.
However, the holy assassin still looked at Zhuo Ran, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhuo Ran, I remember you. Just wait for my assassination, endless assassination."
"My body, my stone of holy light, you must accompany me with your life."
Zhuoran shook his head expressionlessly, and condensed a flame spear in his hand. He held it in his hand and stared directly at the assassin, as if he was about to strike out at any time.
"Stop, stop!"
Sure enough, the three referees protected the Holy Assassin and escorted him out of the arena, and that was the end.
The Holy Assassin seemed to know that Zhuo Ran could no longer kill him, and immediately said even more arrogantly: "Zhuo Ran, you are dead, you will definitely be killed by my own hands. Those three women will not die, they will be transformed into female slaves by me and become
Everyone’s tool for pleasure, just wait, you will regret it soon.”
Zhuo Ran's eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent, and he said harshly: "I don't care who you are, I don't care what organization is behind you, but I tell you, you will die if you come, and the Assassin's Guild will die if you come. If you offend me, you only have
It's a dead end. All enemies deserve death!"
The Holy Assassin gritted his teeth when he heard this. He was so frightened by the cruel aura on Zhuo Ran that he didn't dare to speak. He just looked at Zhuo Ran with hatred. However, eyes can't kill. If eyes can kill, Zhuo Ran
He has probably died countless times.
Toot! Toot!
The sound of slight footsteps came, and Zhuo Ran turned his head to look, his heart suddenly tightened, the finale was finally about to take place.
Not too tall, not too handsome, not too handsome, with dark yellow hair, and a cold face, this is Huang Yan’s half-brother Huang Ju, Huang Ju Keladeer. A young holy swordsman,
A famous holy swordsman.
Zhuoran's body swayed slightly, and he felt dizzy. He almost lost his balance. He thought: "Exhausted, injured, and overly nervous, my spirit and body have reached the limit. This is not it at all."
The opponent of the Holy Sword Master. Do we really want three women to compete with this Holy Sword Master?"
Toot! Toot!
The soft voice was still heard, and the Holy Sword Master Huang Ju had arrived at the competition arena. He glanced at the Holy Assassin who was passing by, and said coldly: "Trash. Give back half of the money, otherwise you will know the consequences."
.”
The Holy Assassin nodded in fear, not even daring to refute at all. This situation was not because of how terrifying Huang Ju was, but because of the consequences Huang Ju said. A killer who could not complete the task had little value in the Assassin's Guild.
If, at this time, the employer continues to add insult to injury and give a negative review, then this killer is already close to death.
That's why the Holy Assassin is so frightened.
Zhuoran's body trembled slightly. Firstly, his body had indeed reached its limit, and secondly, the other party's aura was entering more and more. The terrifying and sharp aura was just like Yunqing's demon sword Hongying, which represented killing and
It's sharp, and when people encounter it, they will feel tense physically and mentally, and lose themselves.
Snap! Snap!
The crisp sound of footsteps approaching, to Zhuo Ran's ears, sounded like the sound of nature. Zhuo Ran looked back and saw that the beauty had a slender and charming body, with a touch of perseverance on her soft face, and the breath all over her body was condensed.
Scattered, but it attracted the Holy Sword Master.
Zhuo Ran felt relieved, because the pressure from the Holy Sword Master Huang Ju was transferred to Yun Qing.
"Zhuoran, take a rest and I'll fight." Yun Qing's delicate voice made Zhuoran feel relieved. He knew that since this woman said that, she must be somewhat confident. Although she may not be as strong as Huang Ju, she is not far behind.
Where to go.
Zhuoran walked down from the arena and sat on a wooden chair. Wendy immediately came over. A warm feeling enveloped his whole body. Zhuoran looked at Wendy's serious expression and said, "Wendy has become more powerful. The light magic has already
It’s good to be able to use it so skillfully.”
As soon as Wendy heard what Zhuo Ran said, her serious expression suddenly changed to one of grievance. Her big eyes were filled with tears and she was about to cry.
"Brother Zhuoran, it's too dangerous for you to do this. You have to promise Wendy that you won't do this again. Just in case, just in case..."
Zhuo Ran stretched out his hand and stroked Wendy's silky silver hair and said, "What's the chance? There's no chance. You have to believe in your brother Zhuo Ran, you know?"
"Um!"
Compared to the battlefield.
Huang Ju stared closely at the beautiful Yun Qing, feeling the powerful aura of the girl opposite him, and he actually showed his admiration for her.
"I don't know what to call this beautiful young lady? I am Huang Ju Keladeer, the leader of the Huangju Regiment and the eldest son of Duke Keladeer's Palace in the Huanglong Empire. I really want to get to know you. Beautiful lady, can you tell me your name?
Where’s your name?”
Huang Ju bowed politely, with the style of a gentleman. There was a magic light screen to amplify the image, and a magic speaker to amplify the sound. Therefore, Huang Ju's words and actions were clearly seen by everyone. In addition, he was
A person with a far-reaching reputation suddenly pushed the entire atmosphere of the Demon Arena to a climax.
Countless people howled loudly, beauty and hero, what a talkative scene!