Chapter 428

The long sword tilted slightly, the tip of the sword pointed to the shadow, and the blood flowed down the blade, including the blood of Warcraft and the blood of the shadow.

The moonlight is good tonight. The bright light shines on the sword body. By reflecting the light, the dark shadow emerges from the darkness.

The leather armor is painted black. The complex lines on the leather armor flash strange colors. Behind it is a cloak, which makes the shadow easier to integrate into the darkness.

"People of the shadow tower, well, this leather armor is interesting." The voice of the knight in his armor came out.

The knight approached step by step, and the shadow kept retreating, with the tip of the cold blade, so that the shadow had no doubt that the powerful Knight would kill him.

"Leather armor can be given to you. How about leaving the medal for me?!" The shadow said as he stepped back.

"Hiss, it seems that you haven't recognized the reality. Goodbye!" The knight swung forward and slashed.

The shadow burst up, and a Black Dagger danced out of his waist.

"Ding!" The shadow's Jedi counterattack seemed to work, and he blocked the knight's attack.

But after a long second, the action of the shadow gradually became stiff. After a painful groan, the shadow fell to the ground.

Put the long sword back in its sheath and the knight began to pack up his booty.

The black leather armor and cloak were thrown aside by him after only one look. There was a special indication of the shadow tower on it, unless he wanted to risk being pursued by the shadow tower organization.

The right refers to a space ring. After destroying the protective measures of the space ring with fighting spirit, the storage inside makes the knight satisfied.

"It's better to kill people and get money quickly." With a sigh, the knight looked for the medal he was most interested in in in the body.

Yes, it's a medal with black tower pattern. The energy fluctuation on it shows that there are a lot of points in the medal.

Eighty two! The level of this high-ranking attendant is not low. He has gained so much in two days and one night. It is already his limit. Unfortunately, they all turned into his own booty in the end.

Move the points inside to your medal, clean and cover up the surroundings slightly, and the armored Knight left this place.

The killing at night has just begun, and the long sword comes out of its scabbard again.

Three female magicians with strong energy fluctuation are dealing with a saltwater crab crocodile with teeth and claws.

The eight black black claws, like spears and thorns, pierce the magician from the angle of the drill with the sound of breaking the air. The two crab claws have tons of biting force. As long as they are clamped, even a piece of steel will be clamped off.

The most noteworthy thing is that the roaring crocodile's mouth will fire powerful water dragon guns from time to time.

There are a lot of dead bodies on the ground, most of which are water-based Warcraft living in the shoal River, mainly Boeing dolphin, a gentle Warcraft, and some of them come from terrestrial Warcraft drinking water by the river.

"Elder sister, this saltwater crab crocodile is at least a quasi level Warcraft. I didn't expect such a big guy to be hidden at the bottom of such a shallow river!" Said one of the three magicians.

"Yes, I wanted to kill some Boeing dolphin brush points, but I didn't expect the bloody smell to lead to such a big guy." The eldest sister of the three magicians replied.

"But as long as we kill this guy, the points of these Warcraft corpses around us will belong to us." The second sister looked relaxed and didn't seem to pay attention to the quasi level Warcraft.

Among the Warcraft corpses around the shoal River, only two-thirds of the Warcraft were killed by three women, and the remaining one-third were accidentally injured by angry saltwater crabs and crocodiles.

It has to be said that the exploration of life energy in meimeili hut has reached a situation that ordinary magicians can't understand. They can even collect a wisp of strange life energy in the organism just died.

The medal for giving them points is actually a prop for collecting this wisp of life energy.

The role of this strange life energy is unknown, but it is believed that meimeili cabin must have been studied and explored in this regard.

"Take good care of my little sister. Can you hold on, little sister?" The eldest sister turned her head and said to the last short female mage.

"I'm ok. I still have half the magic." The little sister replied.

"Don't worry, sister, I'll take care of her!" The second sister said carelessly.

The three were in the shape of goods, surrounded by saltwater crabs and crocodiles. They obviously only had the strength of senior magic apprentices, but they could play with this quasi level Warcraft between applause.

It is a matter of time to maintain a stable energy chain, seal the retreat of saltwater crab crocodile, and grind the quasi level Warcraft to death by three women.

The huge fighting sound also attracted many passers-by. There were other experimenters with evil intentions, cunning Warcraft who wanted to grab a bite of food, and some guards in the secret realm of the magic forest were attracted by fierce energy fluctuations.

Smart creatures are interested in leaving when they see the scene of the three women's war against quasi level Warcraft.

The name of the three women is very famous in Crimea. The three most talented sisters of the Roland family became famous after exterminating a prison fire foal family last month.

Most of the participants who entered the magic forest to participate in the trial activities were middle-level. The number of high-level strong people was less than 50, and the number of quasi high-level strong people was even fewer. Otherwise, old Cole would pull Locke, an "outsider", into the chariot.

The three sisters of the Roland family are objects that even the quasi strong are unwilling to provoke.

Their joint attack magic was invented for the higher-level challenge.

On the southeast mountain beside the shallow water river, a knight who was also attracted by the strong energy fluctuation watched the battle between the three women and the saltwater crab crocodile with great interest.

"I always thought that only knights could have a joint attack battle array, but I didn't expect that magicians also had it." Muttered the knight.

The more you look at it, the more surprised the knight is. "This trapped magic net and attack spell can kill me who doesn't summon scorpion dragon Fermo."

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway, and Locke is rich in life and death combat and strength cultivation. It seems that although the three women have only the strength of senior magic apprentices, the strength of two of them has clearly been suppressed to the extreme. They won't lose their strength if they want to be promoted to a quasi magician.

It should be to maintain the stability of joint attack magic. The youngest female magician who is in the middle of the senior magic apprentice is the weak point of this battle array.

However, most of the wisdom of Warcraft is urgent. This quasi level Warcraft saltwater crab crocodile has been harassed by three women and lost its reason. The crazy and chaotic attack rhythm is actually a chronic suicide.

Two of the three women are also consciously protecting the last female magician.

"It's boring. I'd better find another target." The knight turned and looked to the edge of the battlefield, watching creatures like him.

I haven't found much after searching all night. I can have a pot of stew here.

The knight suddenly broke out his momentum and turned to the nearest alligator.