The air in the Wind Canyon trembled abnormally, a strong banging explosion sounded, and endless airflow filled the surroundings.
"The battle between the strongest elf masters is so fierce, ah--"
The elves watching from the periphery were almost blown away by the strong air current, and their skirts kept revealing the spring scenery underneath, but no one appreciated the beauty of their skirts at this time.
The elves who were engaged in a fierce battle hundreds of meters away were fighting with each other. Various wind magic skills burst out, exploding green smoke in the sky.
All the wind elves were dumbfounded. They knew that the battle between the elves was very strong, but they did not expect it to be so fierce, as if it would destroy the world.
In fact, the battles between ordinary elves are not like this, precisely because they are close to the duel between the strongest, and the power of the four strong ones is extraordinary when they fight.
From the perspective of combat, there is no doubt that the strongest elf envoy has the advantage, and their cooperation is impeccable. It is simply not something that the two wind elf envoys, Modi and Kabale, can defeat.
"Brother Minglu's best friend Modi and the others have fallen behind!"
Anini exclaimed, Ye Minglu had said something about Modi, and knew clearly that the armor-clad Wind Elf was Modi, and they were in the middle of a bitter battle. The enemy they faced was the strongest Elf. Their strength was already there.
There is a gap, but they still face it bravely for the sake of the future.
It is the duty of the elf envoy to protect the country of elves and protect elves and humans. This is what Ye Minglu told her.
And she, Anini, is one of the people who are protected by Ye Minglu and a group of elves. The earth is facing destruction, and humans are in dire straits. They have things they have to do, and only they elves can do it.
Do it.
No matter how difficult or painful it is, if you want to gain something, you must make sacrifices. What Ye Minglu once said to Anini was unfolding before her eyes.
"Knight thrust!"
Green light shone, and a sharp edge bloomed from the gun body, piercing Gazalut's chest direction. At a close combat distance, he accelerated the thrust. After two years of heavy-loaded fighting, Modi's own strength was closer to that of quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness.
There is no doubt that even the strongest elf user will not be able to survive if he is stabbed in the heart. Therefore, when the stabbing is done, he should stop as soon as possible.
A sonorous sound!
How could Gazalut, who was known as the Dual Swordsman, be defeated by the practicing Elf Master so easily? Unless Modi himself was stronger than him, unfortunately, that was impossible.
The two swords joined together and jammed the knight's spear. Modi could not withdraw it, nor could he thrust it out. If Gazalut had made any other move, he would definitely not be able to parry it.
"Ming Lu, let me help you!"
Kabale immediately moved around and left the battle with Wu Zhangkong, hoping to rescue his companions. Besides, without companions, how could the battle go smoothly?
"Your opponent is me, don't even think about looking around."
Wu Zhangkong's speed was even faster. He moved in front of Kabale, waved his crutch, and several strands of ice suddenly appeared and attacked the opponent.
"hateful...."
Kabale was forced to avoid it, and was unable to help Modi. On the contrary, Wu Zhangkong and Gazalut cooperated perfectly.
"Storm of Thousand Blades!"
A violent storm appeared out of thin air. If you wanted to deal with Wu Zhangkong, you had to use the largest attack method, a large-scale storm attack with a sharp transparent blade.
"It's interesting, frozen for thousands of miles!"
Wu Zhangkong directly raised his crutches high, blue light shone, and suddenly the surrounding temperature began to drop sharply. The air seemed to condense into ice cubes, and invisible sharp blades fell in mid-air.
As a veteran elf user, how could he not see the lethality contained in Kabale's skills? If a normal elf user is hit by a sharp blade, he will be hit repeatedly.
What's more, Kabale's current strength is close to that of the strongest elf user, and the power of Thousand Blades Storm will be very powerful. Wu Zhangkong will not let down his guard and use the power of ice to eliminate the threat in the storm.
"Has it been seen through?"
Kabale watched Modi fighting hard, and now he is entangled again. He has to find a way to alternate and change the way he fights.
"Your strength is still a little small. Although you are very powerful, you are not fast enough for me!"
Appreciation of Modi is inevitable. He is worthy of praise for being able to use the Knight Thrust without fear, which is so powerful that he almost cannot defend himself. But this does not mean that he should be merciful.
With a flick of his two swords, Modi quickly retreated with his gun and man. Gazalut took advantage of the victory and pursued him. He swung out his two swords and slashed continuously like a two-sword style.
Ding ding ding--
Modi was in a passive state and quickly set up the Holy Cross Shield to resist. The storm vortex on the shield could not be activated under such a violent attack. If it could, it could knock the opponent away.
The shield collided with the sword, and sparks flew everywhere. As Gazalut waved his sword with both hands faster and faster, it was like a series of thousands of strikes on Ye Minglu. The power and speed were irresistible.
No matter how powerful the two-sword-like slashing was, as long as it could not break his shield, it would still be ineffective. No matter how many slashes he could make in one breath, he would never be able to restore the thousand-hit chain used by Ye Minglu. As long as he caught this breath
Or the moment of pause, counterattack can reverse the passivity.
The left hand holding the shield was a little numb under Gazalut's violent impact and the power of the sword. However, because of this, the opponent's movements slowed down a bit.
"Holy Spear--"
Seizing the opportunity to launch a quick counterattack, the green light had already been accumulated on the gun, the sharp green light bloomed, and several spear slashes were swung out.
Ding ding--bang--
When the Holy Lance Slash is launched, opening up the space for counterattack, the Holy Cross Shield also does not forget to use "Knight Charge Shield" to force Gazalut to retreat further.
“Cabaret!”
A six-pointed star array appeared under Modi's feet. The man moved like a phantom, leaving only an afterimage phantom in place, and quickly changed places with Kabale.
Sonorous--
Quickly seizing the opportunity, Wu Zhangkong struck the head with his spear. Wu Zhangkong was surprised. He didn't expect to be able to find a gap in Gazalut's combo.
It's right to think about it. Gazalut itself is very powerful, but no one can attack all the time. What's more, Modi is an elf user with both offense and defense. Needless to say, his defense power is also extraordinary, and his combat power is also extraordinary.
The crutches and spears clashed fiercely. In terms of strength, Modi was stronger. Wu Zhangkong was not good at fighting, but he was very strong. If he was the strongest elf user, he would not be knocked down so easily.
"Phantom of Water"
Suddenly, Wu Zhangkong's body turned into a water shadow. The water shadow was easily defeated by the spear, but where did Wu Zhangkong go?
Modi had to be on guard. Suddenly, endless ice cones fell from above, which was one of Wu Changkong's water magic skills.
"Oops!"
"Holy Shield Defense!"
The holy cross shield was raised and expanded instantly, resisting the violent impact of the ice picks. Modi knelt down on one knee. This was really a hard fight. Compared to Wu Changkong, his strength did not need to be strong enough to defeat the enemy, at least.
Gazalut's power is sufficient.
One person assists the other in fighting, and the two work together seamlessly, and there is no fear of an enemy no matter how strong they are.
But Kabale and Gazalut just happen to be indistinguishable from each other, and this is the only way to achieve 80% strength.
"You seem to be having a hard time!"
Gazalut's blue light sword slashed at the semi-circular blade and laughed in a teasing tone.
"Senior, you are really powerful, but I have to be stronger than you."
Kabale knows how big the gap is between himself and him. If he wants to gain the power of inheritance, he must defeat them. For this reason, he must find a way to solve these problems.
"Really? Then your current strength is less than one-eighth of mine, how can you force me?"
"This is simple, just use combat skills!"
"Swift skill, Kazekage!"
A gust of wind blew by, and Gazalut took a small step and almost fell to the ground. But at the critical moment, Kabale appeared everywhere around him.
It's like a clone, but this is not a clone, this is the speed of movement, fast and unnoticed.
"Violent whirlwind--"
Spreading a whirlwind around Kabale and attacking Gazalut from behind is almost the same as Gazalut's skill, exactly the same to be precise.
After improvement, the two of them activated differently. Cabaret was the same energy element input into the whirlwind, and they learned to learn so shrewdly.
Similarly, a strong hurricane blew here, and the two hurricanes collided instantly.
Both are the same attack magic, with the same effect and almost the same power. The two whirlwinds are violently colliding. Who is the real winner?
The two attacks didn't seem to want to go up and down, and they were in a stalemate. It was Gazalut who was resisting Kabale, so the two attacks were a waste of power.
Kabale began to change his own power, and Gazalut naturally increased his power, and the vast wind was swaying.
“Cabaret!”
"Root!"
Modi and Wu Zhangkong shouted at the same time. It seemed that Cabaret was powerful, but in fact Gazalut had a favorable position. However, since there was no winner or loser, Cabaret seemed a bit dangerous under this condition.
And Wu Zhangkong was also worried that Gazalut would be defeated because of this. If he was defeated, how would he end up fighting against two.
You must know that he only uses 80% of his strength. On the other hand, if Modi and Kabali join forces, even if their strength is half more, he will be unable to defeat four hands with two fists. In the end, he will lose to Modi and the others.
Although the result was likely to be defeat, they had already planned to hand over their power to the new strongest elf user.
The effort we are doing now is just to pave the way for their inheritance and satisfy them, otherwise it will not be a good thing to hand it over.
Therefore, we have to go all out to deal with this trial and do it well with 80% of our strength.
Bang--
I saw two figures flying upside down, like two kites with broken strings. It was obvious that neither of them had the advantage, and the magic caused by almost identical skills was offset.
"You've made some progress, but you can't defeat me just by relying on this, so what should you do?"
Gazalut, who was flying upside down, stabilized his body, and shouted to Kabale, who had stabilized his body on the opposite side, with a faint smile.
"What can I do? This proves that my efforts over the past two years have not been in vain. Senior, thank you very much for your guidance. Today, I will take your place!"
Kabale's eyes narrowed and he launched a fierce attack again.
"There's still a little more to do, and the plan is ready."
Modi's evil blue eyes glowed with a gleam of light, and he activated his swift skills. When Wu Zhangkong's freezing skills hit, he instantly disappeared in front of him, leaving only an afterimage.
"This is the body of falsehood."
When thousands of miles of ice condensed on the false Modi, Wu Changkong realized that it was the false body. But where was that entity, but there was no danger approaching him anywhere in the surroundings.
The sensor was deployed to cover a large area. He was immediately shocked and looked in the direction of Gazarut.
"Lute, be careful!"
He always reminded me too late.
It turns out that Modi had long planned to work with Kabale to deal with the strongest elf envoy. Since they are fighting together, there is no concept of bullying the less with more. The winner is king. This is the only reason.
Playing cards unconventionally is also the key to victory. Modi took advantage of Wu Zhangkong's pause to launch the most fierce attack on Gazalut.
"Eye of the Storm"
A ray of green light shot at Gazalut. Modi's auxiliary skill gave the enemy a targeted attack, but it only had some sluggish reactions.
Gazalut's body paused slightly for half a second. Just because of this half second, he fell into the prey targeted by the hunter.
"Holy Lance Slash!"
"Wind Blade!"
The streams of consciousness of Kabale and Modi are unified, just to wait for this opportunity, and the original new skill "Wind Blade" turns the power of speed into the power of wind magic on the semi-circular blade to increase the power, bursting out with a shocking blow.
Effect.
Two figures shuttled past Gazalut, and Gazalut's swords fell to the ground as if they had lost their center of gravity.
When he was about to reach the ground, Gazalut's body shook and he landed firmly on the ground.
"Ah haha, Changkong, I lost, the rest is up to you."
The combined swords of Modi and Kabale are indeed very powerful. When they gave him the fatal blow, most of their magic was restrained, so of course he had to admit defeat.
"Oh, there's nothing we can do, you two come together!"
Seeing the two people falling on his left and right sides, Wu Zhangkong felt like he was being surrounded. Although they had not used their enhanced skills yet, there was no need to use their combined power. After all, he was the only enemy.
"Senior, be careful!"
Modi's Holy Spear and Kabale once again used the power that defeated Gazalut just now, but unfortunately it didn't work. Wu Zhangkong's water phantom could relieve any control, and Modi's auxiliary skills were invalidated, allowing him to dodge.
This dual skill.
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
"Modi, I will break this. You look for opportunities to give the seniors the final blow."
"OK!"
"Sky Splitting Technique!"
The only attack that can resist Wu Zhangkong can only be counteracted by large-scale magic. After one-on-one, Modi's power will play an important role in victory or defeat.
"Senior, you lose!"
In the end, the result can be imagined. After losing another partner with comparable abilities, one person alone cannot deal with the flanking attack of the other two.
"There's nothing I can do. I'm outnumbered. The most important thing is that the two of you work really well together. You have the same style as we did back then."
In a short period of time, I built a lineup pattern to deal with the enemy. I don’t know how I did it?
"I said, how do you become so skilled?"
Wu Zhangkong asked curiously. According to the theory, the two of them only discussed it before the battle, but then they suddenly cooperated very well, as if they had already planned it.
"We have established a prior magical connection with the elves, so through the elves' induction spells, we can cooperate and communicate through consciousness, just like our predecessors told us to gather to deal with the demon hunter."
Modi explained awkwardly that this move was also a sudden idea. Generally speaking, not many people would think of using the connection between elves to conduct cooperative operations, and this method is rarely used.
"I didn't expect that he is indeed a genius boy!"
"Uh-huh...Senior, your daughter Wuyue is a genius, right? I'm almost nineteen years old, so I'm old."
Modi scratched his head and looked helpless. In more than two years, they have grown up and matured, but they are still young people.
As their strength is enhanced, their lives will undoubtedly be extended. If Modi looks as young as before, then his age could be in his twenties or even older.
"Wow, Modi and the others have defeated the strongest elf user, and they are about to be promoted to the strongest elf user! I'm going to find Brother Ming Lu."
After the battle, Modi and Kabale are destined to become the strongest elf users, so it is of little use for her to stay here. If she rushes there now, she may be able to see Ye Minglu and the strongest elf users in her mind.
The battle is unfolding!
Anini and a group of elves left the Wind Canyon in a hurry. She heard several screams from behind and felt very painful. It was none of her business.
Modi and Kabale, who accepted the inheritance, knelt down on one knee in pain. They never knew that the last step to become the strongest elf envoy would be so hard. Their whole body was in pain like paralysis. It took up to five minutes and they couldn't.
Lost consciousness.
How can we give up at this moment after all the hard work we have put in over the past two years!
With such will, the two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Their ugly smiles made their hearts feel relaxed and comfortable, but the pain continued.
After an unknown amount of time, two powerful cyan rays of light bloomed, and the wind magic released from Modi and Kabale, the powerful wind magic wandering in the gemstone wristbands.
"You are now a member of the strongest elf envoys, and we will withdraw from this ranks and follow you to fight in the future."
Gazalut looked with relief at the new strongest elf user that the two of them had trained. His strength was more than twice as strong as theirs. He probably wouldn't be too weak to deal with the demon hunter general.
The skill difference between the elf user and the strongest elf user is no different in appearance, but the power is several times or dozens of times more than the previous skills. This is the power of inheritance.
"The title I give you two is the Messenger of Wind. The two messengers are the strongest when they are together. Always remember that you are the representative of the wind element!"
Wu Zhangkong patted Modi and Kabale on the shoulders. The future will be left to young people like them, as well as Ye Minglu, who created miracles.