Chapter 67

The sword has cold light, and the cold light extends for five or six meters. What Zhao Nan sees is the other party's stagnant face. His hair was close to his forehead, blocking Nanyang Sheng's eyes, but showing a little fierce light.

Little fireball -!

Zhao Nan pushed out with his palm, and the fireball exploded directly in Nanyang Sheng's chest, but did not slow down the falling speed of the sword Qi. The sword light obviously fell on the top of his forehead, and the cold light almost deprived his sight.

Ding -!

Crisp sound.

Sigh, the scepter instinctively blocked the sword, just like a playing musical instrument. Nanyang looked so moved that he didn't seem to think that his desperate attack was still blocked. Zhao Nan was sweating hard and jumped back with all his strength at this stall, a distance of several meters.

Fire dragon strike!

The huge faucet came out, and the roaring flame raised the temperature and light. He didn't care why Nanyang Sheng attacked himself. He just knew that he would have lost his life if he hadn't added rock armor in advance... The attack power of Dadi Jianhao is very powerful.

Nanyang Saint Leng snorted. The sword spirit on the big sword still didn't disappear. He jumped up, waved his sword from high down, broke the faucet into two, and stepped forward.

This is the ability of the earth swordsman. The magic breaking effect is added to the sword light... This is the root of his dare to challenge. Once a mage is approached by a close-up profession, the safety factor is directly reduced to the lowest. Zhao Nan has done a lot of things like killing a mage in close-up profession, and naturally understands the truth.

Zhao Nan took a deep breath. Although the earth Jianhao's breaking devil is powerful, it won't last too long.

Flash the wings of the wind!

A pair of translucent airflow wings grew behind Zhao Nan and sneered. If he thought he could kill him close, it would be Nanyang Sheng's stupid decision.

"Do you think I can't catch you if I pull away?" Nanyang Sheng sneered, quickly took out a dark ball from his arms and threw it hard to the ground.

The ball fell to the ground and exploded with a bang. Countless silk threads were shot from it. These silk threads crisscross one by one. In a moment, they have turned into a complete web and covered the ground... This is a very large spider web.

Hunting spider silk is one of the secrets. It opens a huge spider web and enslaves all enemies within 50 meters. This is also the secret treasure that the boss of level 10 regular copy will burst out.

But the antenna baby Zhao Nan has pushed back and forth several times, but he didn't get it. Instead, he appeared in Nanyang Sheng's hand. It seems that he is lucky.

Zhao Nan couldn't move. Her legs were tightly intertwined by spider webs. The earth sword hero has the ability to break demons, so Nanyang Sheng is holding the victory at the moment, with a cruel smile on his face, but he doesn't have the slightest idea of slowly harvesting victory.

The speed of his sword is still very fast.

Wall of ice crystals.

At the moment when the thick ice wall was formed, it had been opened and spread out, and each fell on both sides.

Double spin fly!

Nanyang Sheng is just a whirlwind of sword resisters. Although the speed is slow, he is only ten meters away from Zhao Nan. How far is ten meters? That is, the distance that ordinary people walk ten steps.

"Why attack me?"

Zhao Nan kept releasing all kinds of skills, so that Nanyang students could only move forward step by step.

Five steps.

Four steps.

Three steps.

"There are many good things in you?" Nanyang Sheng laughed wildly. "Although he is a strong mage, it's a pity that once in melee, his due strength can't be brought into play."

Zhao Nan breathed a sigh... You have a lot of good things... Indeed, it's just the simplest reason.

Zhao Nan's hands relaxed and sighed that the scepter was powerless against the ground and against the middle grid of those cobwebs, just like the old man's powerless crutch, it seemed difficult to move.

"Give up resistance?" Nanyang laughed more happily.

He was very happy at the moment, the joy of getting it‘ 'the end of the world 'is estimated to have killed the boss of level 10 regular copy back and forth three times. How many good things are there in each other? What happens after killing? Are quite something to look forward to.

Zhao Nan just shook her head.

The difference between the two swords is only two steps away. As long as Nanyang Sheng pokes the sword out, he can poke Zhao Nan's abdomen in the next second. With the width of the sword, he can even poke Zhao Nan's upper body in half.

Whew, whew.

Ten black shadows shot out in unison between the lightning and flint. The thorny vines began with Nanyang's feet. A breath had entangled his whole body and locked his hands.

Now that you know the answer you want to know, you will no longer be beaten passively. The guy had some patience and was not willing to answer until he was two steps away.

"I've seen your skill. Do you think I'll win?" Nanyang Sheng disdained. Although his arm was blocked, his wrist was still moving and quickly cut two vines.

The rotation of the wrist makes the big sword rotate with the follower. This wrist force is too strong. Nanyangsheng's arm moved, but he cut it directly regardless of the vine.

At this time, the golden light flashed and disappeared, but the sigh Scepter touched Nanyang Sheng's wrist with an extremely accurate angle when the lightning fast sword fell.

The tail of the staff was a very slender round head shape. Zhao Nan went out with all his strength and hit the softest part of the wrist. This pain immediately made Nanyang Sheng twitch his eyebrows. The self styled strong wrist was completely unconscious at the moment.

The wrist loosened, and the big sword staggered into the soil, revealing only half of the blade. This kind of murder weapon is to insist without using any skills. The pure weight is enough to kill people.

"In fact, it is more dangerous for a general melee class to approach me... You are confident that you can dodge this distance magic skill?"

Zhao Nan sneered. Nanyang was born very fast, but the two-step distance could be faster than the wind?

Strike the wind blade!

The cyan wind blade bloomed like a chrysanthemum around Nanyang Sheng, one by one, and instantly split the remaining eight vines on him.

－100！－ 100！……

The instant is 800 fixed damage, not counting the attack damage of other wind blades. His chest had exploded, revealing a dark leather armor hidden behind his clothes.

Nanyang Sheng's face was cruel. He wanted to hold the sword on the ground. Where would Zhao Nan let him do it? The fastest small fireball was fired out and exploded on his palm.

Nanyang Sheng instinctively stepped back quickly, his face was surprised and uncertain, looked at Zhao Nan, but he had recovered his composure after one or two breaths, and whispered, "I don't have only one sword."

But there is not only a sword, just like Zhao Nan's hand actually has more than a sigh scepter. But the magic wand in the backpack is not as good as the sigh scepter, so it has been shelved.

Nanyang Sheng quickly changed into another big sword.

A small fireball shot at his side and exploded a small hole at his feet, "aren't you short-sighted?"

While talking, he saw three small fireballs shooting out, but they didn't come to him, but they shot themselves on the ground.

What's going on?

Nanyang Sheng doesn't think that the accuracy of the other party will be so low, but the skills released by the other party seem to be more disorganized, which is like the scene of children throwing things in anger.

In this situation, in a moment, Nanyang Sheng finally understood Zhao Nan's intention... He melted his ice crystal wall with a fireball, so that he kept releasing the whirlwind, entangled the dust and crystal gas on the ground, and made the surrounding muddy.

"Let me tell you one more thing. The ability to break demons is not omnipotent. At least... Pure air impact is not the scope of breaking demons, right?"

The sound just fell. Next to Nanyang Sheng, a huge flame faucet directly hit the ground. The powerful blasting force immediately made his figure a little unstable.

In the thick water vapor and mud dust, wind blades whirled one after another. The big sword in his hand split one, but he couldn't catch another.

"Also, although the ability to break the devil is strong, those who can't cut must be hard to eat."

Damn

The line of sight is blocked, and the attacks that can't be found are continuous, which almost makes Nanyang angry. In this case, it won't take long. Once the blood returning agent is exhausted, he will definitely be consumed to death. The ground is full of potholes. If you want to dodge those skill attacks from nowhere, even if you have the ability to break the devil, Nanyang Sheng also feels the depression of the "blood shadow" group.

Suddenly, the ground was soft, and a large area of muddy land made him sink. The sword in his hand went to the ground. After breaking the skill of opening the trap, the vines wrapped his body again.

"Impossible, this skill has a clear cooling time..."

A sword, a huge sword that he used for a long time and often wiped, now appeared on his head and hit it hard.

It's like a game of beating watermelon with a stick. The watermelon is broken and the red pulp bursts into the ground.

Zhao Nan's hands shook. It was really difficult to control the big sword simply, and his strength points were really insufficient. However, simply waving a few times is still not too difficult.

Although it can kill each other, shooting death comes more quickly.

"Although the spider silk can be pulled continuously, it can be cut off... Silly?"