The Wizard World: 566 Untitled 1

"Lying down !!" A silver can slammed into the right side, slamming into Angrid.

Oh!

The two passed by from the right side of the church leader. Still in the air, I saw a silver spark burst suddenly between the two, and a series of jingling swordsmanship spread wildly.

"Holy !!!" "God bless me!"

After all the loud drinking sounds, all churches in black robes pulled out the mace from their waists, threw out the noise of whistling, and were about to pounce on the two in the fight, but were immediately spread by the cracks on the ground Makes it embarrassing.

Angel held the sword in both hands and slashed forward.

Clang! !!

The sword body slammed the silver iron can in front of it, hitting it on the trunk behind it, and slowly slid down. This man is truly the one-eyed dragon knight. Blood spilt slowly in the gap between the armors, and the back was crooked to the side, not sure whether it was unconscious or dead.

Angel glanced around his eyes. Everyone was flabbergasted by the cracks spreading from the ground, avoiding the cracks everywhere. Only the head of the church came with a free-handed mace.

Angel drew a sword flower in his right hand.

"The lesson we just learned is not deep enough, right?"

"The eye of God is watching me !!!" The leader growled and threw out the mace, slamming into Angliel's head. There was a thin layer of white light on his body.

Oh! !!

The mace hit the ground where Angele was standing, smashing the surface into a huge pit more than one meter wide.

Angel flashed away to avoid the blow, and her eyes were slightly dizzy.

"This kind of power" He gently touched his toes and let the hammer hit him again. The whistling black hammer passed across the eyes, and the rough black nail tip above was clearly visible in white light.

While the opponent's mace fell through, he kicked him **** the collar.

Bang!

The head of a cricket almost fell down. His over thirty strength did not hurt him much, but the white light on his body was slightly dimmed. But immediately yelled at him. The skin of the old body swelled with blue tendons, the muscles of the body were more than twice as strong as before, and the body was much taller.

The whole man came over. Like an angry black bear with the same hair.

The flap was still empty, and the head was kicked again at the waist, slamming down and falling to the ground. But immediately, he actually got up angrily, without any injuries.

Angele's eyes are getting more and more dignified. Eyes began to flicker light blue dots.

In the field of vision, rows of tiny blue data are constantly refreshing around the figure of the church leader. The electrocardiogram and the electroencephalogram are blinking continuously at the bottom, which are completely two wave-shaped curves, and the beating frequency is extremely high. Five times per second!

‘The target ’s quick response is expected to fully recover in five seconds. ’The statistical feedback of the chip is coming out immediately.

Angele stared at the head that had just risen in front of him, glancing up and down his body.

"I have used all the real powers just two times, even if I haven't transformed, it is enough to stun a mammoth. It was more than 80% offset by that white light, and a little damage was left It was immediately restored that a small church leader actually had this strength. "He faintly felt why there were not many wizards in this area. With such monsters hostile to wizards, and in areas where elemental energy is barren, with the exception of very few wizards, no one can resist at all.

"My strength is 33 points, equivalent to 33 times of the average person. This guy has nothing to do with another wizard." Angele no longer thought about it. A backhand stabbed from under his arm.

Oh!

A black-robed priest was pierced through his forehead, and the raised mace fell down weakly. Lean back to the ground.

The cross sword is quickly retracted, and the trend is forward. A clang lifted the mace of the church leader and pierced forward.

The point of the sword pierced into the white light on the surface of the collar and was immediately stuck.

Om

A slight humming sound suddenly reminded me that Angliel only felt a strong force coming from the hilt of the sword, almost unable to hold the cross sword.

"Dead !!!" He yelled and pulled back the cross sword, his body spinning sharply. Like a silver top.

The thorny silver sword body is spinning at a high speed, and a silver line is drawn. All the swords are cut in the center of the chest of the church leader.

Oh! !! !!

For a moment, I don't know how many swords were cut. Two cans of iron that had died at Angele were also chopped and smashed into the woods and unconscious.

Click! !!

The head of the church's chest is in the middle of the chest, and a black gap suddenly cracks. A cross sword stabs into it with precision, penetrates the chest, and reveals the **** sword tip from the back.

Angel held the sword in both hands, looked at the stunned leader in front of him, and struck his waist with one foot, and pulled out the cross sword.

"It's over. If one power doesn't work, stack it a few more times." He gasped slightly, without using any magic or blood, to meet the enemy purely with his body, but also facing the mastery of this turtle. An opponent with a weird strength like a shell, even if he is at this time, feels a little breathless.

With a bang, the church leader fell into the grass, his eyes stared at the night sky, a clear and pure sapphire ring on his right hand continued to emit a faint white aperture.

Angel walked over and bent to take out the ring, and the white light on the collar disappeared immediately.

"God will punish you" the head of the blood spewed red blood from the mouth, his head tilted, and he suddenly lost his breath.

Angel looked at the ring on his hand. The ring ring was silver, and in the middle was a large blue eye-size gem. It looked crystal clear and very beautiful.

After looking around, the man in the black robe was almost dead, either because of his spin and slash, or when he fell to the ground and cracked to death. Some of the tin cans ran away quietly, and some of them were stunned in the woods, and the rest fell into the cracks on the ground.

The shabby wooden building on the lawn has been lit by torches. Angele stands quietly in front of the sky, shaking the blood on the cross sword.

"It's time to leave the stone wall and put away the important things. It's not suitable to stay here anymore. It's just for Weiwei to open up these church guys." He threw the sapphire ring on his hand and started walking. In front of the stunned can of iron, the sword survivors were pierced through the gap in the armor.

"Unfortunately, if three forms are used, this kind of battle will take almost no effort." Angele put away the cross sword with a smirk. He just fought as a strong swordsman and a strong physical. Fight with enemies of special strength. Plus the cross sword is also inferior.

Put away your thoughts, and finally look at the huge crack on the ground. This is the effect of his pure power and special sword skills, without the use of blood and magic.

Without a trace of nostalgia, Angele strode towards the dense forest leading to the town.

Speed ​​up towards the town, and a few minutes later came to the town's only entrance, a small arch bridge over the river.

A team of white armored guards is guarded at the gate of the arch bridge. These guards patrol left and right from time to time. Two officers dressed and helmeted guys are standing side by side and talking quietly, watching the fire burning from the mountainside. Blaze.

On the opposite side of the arch bridge, on the bank of the river, the residents of some towns are sparsely watching the liveliness. Angele faintly sees the figure of Weiwei.

He carefully hides himself in the shadows, and moves quietly along the river bank to the left, until he gets away from the entrance of the arch bridge, he jumps lightly, flies over the river and falls on the opposite bank, and enters the town easily.

Thinking about it, he threw the cross sword around his waist into the stream, patted the dust on his body, and then took out a worn black coat from the space mirror and put it on. Go straight to your own shop.

Streets of town guards pass by from time to time on the streets along the river bank, and these guards look around nervously with a torch.

Angele speeded up into the alley and returned to his shop in only half a minute.

Stand over and jump in from the fence on the right side of the shop. The courtyard is quiet, and there is a faint sound of Freila breathing from the back room.

"Freila? Come out soon, something happened in the town, we have to leave here as soon as possible." Angle whispered and pushed the door into the back room.

The back room of the shop and the front of the shop are connected by a small yard in the middle. Originally, the back room was a warehouse for storing things. Angele put a wooden bed in it, which could be used as a bedroom for rest.

Freila's small body curled up in the corner of the bed, her back leaning against the wall, she looked silent.

"Clean up and leave tonight. Someone in the church has an accident. You can't stay here long." Angliar whispered as he walked over.

"I thought you were going to collect the bounty," Freila said hoarsely and said with a hoarse throat.

"I woke up and couldn't find me?" Angle rubbed her short blonde hair. "The little guy is very suspicious. You can rest assured. I plan to raise you up and sell it. It will be more valuable." He squeezed Freila's small face. "Go and pack up."

Freira still had a look of consternation and confusion on her face. Her only reliance now was the uncle with a mustache who was familiar from childhood to large. Both parents died, and they became wanted in the church. Although it was the smallest of twenty gold coins, no one would dare to help themselves. As for other relatives, I'm afraid it's hard to protect themselves now.

Following Angler's hands and feet quickly packed everything in the store, packed two large boxes, and put more than a hundred silver coins in the store into a large brown leather bag.

Angel pulled out a kind of black mud to coat Freila's birthmark, and the black birthmark quickly turned into normal skin color.

"The color-changing mud is useless as soon as it dries. We need to hurry up." Angele poured the rest of the mud on Freila's hair, and changed it to short white milk after a few rubs.

The two of them dragged a box and walked out of the shop.

It's already dark outside, and most of the town's residents have fallen asleep.

The streets are deserted. Occasionally, patrol guards are seen passing by torches.

Angel led Freila directly to the town exit.