Chapter 257

"People who laugh on the battlefield will have bad luck, such as Cao Cao, such as you." Zhao Mai couldn't help saying that. Floret floating in the air, although did not understand who Cao Cao is, but still a strong applause.

Strange ghost's eyes swept around, swept straight from the floret body in the past, completely failed to see her. Grain reserves hiding in the branches, ghost eyes stopped for a while, but did not care about it. It seems that this monster has at least the intelligence to analyze the enemy's strength, which is much better than ghouls. He waved the ice crystal sword in his hand, and then made a decapitation gesture to challenge Zhao Mai. It seems that it has not only wisdom, but also a trace of emotion. But is this emotion just coming into being now, or does it come from the habit before death? But even if he had wisdom, he could not have seen the magic of another world. Zhao Mai chanted the mantra, and the natural force converged on his right hand, gushing out from the mouth of the tiger, forming a burning machete.

This is the Druid's signature spell: Blazing Sword. A jet flame more than one meter long can be in the shape of a sword or any weapon, but most of the time it is in the form of a machete, depending on which weapon the operator is more familiar with. Originally, the flameblade was a pure invisible weapon, and the armor and shield had no protective ability against it, so it would be directly penetrated by it. However, Zhao Mai used the shaping skill of psychic powers on it, giving it a "core" which can also be used to block the opponent's weapons. The core of the ability summoned is temporary, that is, use and throw. He would like to see if the strange ghost's freezing ability can destroy this weapon!

Ice and fire counteract, flame knife cuts down, ice crystal sword lifts up to block. With a smile, Zhao Mai put away the core of his soul shaping. The flame knife was just a fire, burning from the ice crystal sword without a trace of staying. Then, he immediately extended his hands forward, and the flame knife was shining brightly. He directly cut the ghost's body!

The place where the fire and ice collided broke out a bright white light, and the ghost was blown away by the white light in a howl. Zhao Mai also felt the impact, but he just stood at his feet. Take a close look, the ghost's left rib was cut off a large piece, where the ice mist hazy, trying to repair the gap, but it seems that the speed is extremely slow.

The light of flame blade is a little dim. It is estimated that it is also affected and weakened by the power of ice. However, it was not a big problem. Zhao Mai turned his wrist, added some natural force, and the flame on the knife returned to its original state. He did not wait for the blue eyes of the ghost recovery, directly rushed up.

Strange ghost roars, another hand grabs from the snow, another ice crystal sword! Its learning ability is very fast. It knows that the flame knife is virtual and can bypass or pass through the ice crystal sword trying to block, so it doesn't block at all. Two ice crystal swords, one is always aiming at Zhao Mai's key attack, the other is trying to wrap around the wrist of the hand holding the flame knife.

Flame knife is virtual, but Zhao Mai is not! Moreover, Zhao Mai would not lose his only life in order to kill one of many ghosts, so he had to dodge and retreat. However, in front of the ghost, Zhao Mai suddenly darted out to the side and suddenly went around to the side where the ghost had only a long sword.

The flame knife sweeps by, and another cloud of ice and snow is shaken away in the white light. Strange ghost roars and turns around, but it can't keep up with Zhao Mai's moving speed. With the help of the psychic powers that erupt from time to time on his toes, Zhao Mai is just like pressing a spring, which can change the direction in an instant. He can always take a step faster than a ghost.

Made the core of the flameblade with psionic powers, which changed the spell. The original flame must be attached to the hand, but now it can leave the body temporarily with the power as the core. With the help of the remote control ring, Zhao Mai can throw the machete out from time to time and then pull it back to form a multi angle attack. Although he is not proficient in this fighting skill, his lack of rules makes it more difficult for the ghost to adapt. The blue eyes keep flashing, it is also thinking about countermeasures.

After more than 20 rounds, Zhao Mai had already beaten the ghost to pieces, so that his two blue eyes and two ice crystal swords were still intact. It roared repeatedly, but it couldn't catch up with Zhao Mai's speed and his changing rhythm. It was completely suppressed in the melee! The strange ghost was so cruel that he was about to But at this time, Zhao Mai suddenly retreated, ran ten steps, covered his stomach and vomited.

"Why? Are you hurt? " Floret flew over and asked with concern. Zhao Mai waved his hand and reluctantly said, "I'm so dizzy in circles. I want to vomit..."

If it were not for the natural force to suppress, he would have vomited at this time. Constantly using psychic powers to accelerate yourself and improve your mobility can bring you an advantage in battle, but it also needs stronger physical fitness to bear.

The strange ghost was cut more than 20 times by Zhao Mai's "slicing face" method. There were gaps all over his body, which made him look miserable. However, Zhao Mai can feel that its combat capability has not declined at all. That's the advantage of the undead, especially this ghost like creature. Weapons can do damage to ghosts, but they are not lethal. Can we only use dragon's flame, obsidian weapon or valerian steel to directly cause fatal injury?

Zhao Mai observes the strange ghost, and the opponent's martial arts skills are almost clear. His strength, agility and reaction ability are all good, but they won't pose much threat to him. Now it's time to see what the ghost has in magic. He focused on the flow of the natural force around him to see how the undead, driven by the natural force, cast his magic.Can wait more than ten seconds still calm. Strange ghost seems to have no reaction, stay there, only two bright and deep blue eyes looking at Zhao Mai. What is this, giving up? Can the dead have this kind of mood? Zhao Mai didn't dare to take it lightly. He took advantage of this opportunity to add a layer of protection to himself. The tough bark covered his skin, forming a scale like armor.

Strange face seems to appear on the expression, looks like disappointment, regret? Zhao Mai saw that he took up the ice crystal sword and put it to his mouth. He bit it off with a click. With this action, the surrounding natural force accelerates to gather on the ghost, and changes into ice force to repair its body.

"So, it's better to add strength from the surrounding environment, just a demon warrior." When Zhao Mai understood this, he was quite sure. On the whole, westero's magic level is still average, far from being compared with the world of glarion or atas. It may have its own characteristics in some places, but it is realized in a more extreme way, leaving a lot of equally fatal weaknesses in itself.

Zhao Mai waited for the ghost to finish eating the ice crystal sword and recover to a complete state. He has found out the continuous combat ability of strange ghosts through fighting. Now he wants to try his best to see how strong he can kill with one blow. Zhao Mai is very clear in the heart, strange ghost is not only such a, also won't always single action. When multiple ghosts lead a large number of ghouls to charge, they must be able to make sure that each strike has a definite result, and can not fall into the war of attrition. After all, the living and the dead compete for endurance and consumption, which is pure death.

The ghost opened his mouth and said something. The voice was like ice breaking. Zhao Mai didn't understand what it meant.

But Xiaohua didn't know how to understand: "go back, he's going to blow you up!"

A gust of wind blowing, strange ghost's blue eyes closed, and then the whole body into the wind disappeared. "Grain reserves, flash!" He ordered. Then, Xiaohua's body broke with a puff. It seems that the grain reserves are far enough to go beyond the limit of Xiaohua's appearance.

He can't see the ghost with his eyes. Zhao Mai can only grasp it with the natural force. Originally, he thought that the gust of wind would bring strange ghosts to his side, and then "blow up". Unexpectedly, after the wind stopped, the ghost stood beside the altar!

"Baby Zhao Mai was angry, anxious and ashamed. If he didn't leave his hand, he immediately became a spiritual element! The white ball of light gives out a dazzling light, just like the sun falling on the ground, instantly driving away the dark night in the forest. The flame of the natural force is burning on the surface of the white ball. Although it is more than ten meters away, the ghost is also ignited, and an indelible blue flame rises on his body!

"Mind, come here!" Zhao Mai did his best to pull the child from the altar and let him out of the hand of the ghost. The ghost roared and exploded! The ice storm spread in all directions with the altar as the center. The surrounding ground was suddenly lifted up, and the trees were either blown to powder or collapsed in a flash. Zhao Mai made every effort to support the psionic shield, forming an inclined plane, so that the fragments of the explosion could have a sliding angle. I saw the debris and waves constantly impact the shield, and the baby's swaddling under the protection of the shield, finally managed to avoid this round of impact.

This time equivalent to hard block the power of the ghost, Zhao Mai is also quite uncomfortable. White ball state, although not worry about internal injury, but the role of the vibration in the psychic powers let him also a little dizzy. Fortunately, the child was protected from the explosion.

"No Why do ghosts blow up children? " Zhao Mai looked down, the child's eyes opened, a pair of bright blue eyes, like a clear sky under the blue sky quiet deep lake, so beautiful, so moving. The power of ice is constantly gathering and compressing from the baby. The child laughed, he felt the familiar taste, that is the sweet taste of a cherry, that is the warm feeling of natural force fire in the cold wind.

"NAH Ah... " The little guy waved his head and tried to face Zhao Mai's pale face.

Zhao Mai looked at the direction of the strange ghost and yelled: "I'll fuck your ancestors!" Then he was submerged in another explosion.