Chapter 1174： Grade rolling

Before the demon guards in the room could take a breath, the door that looked so heavy was turned into wood with an explosion and splashed everywhere.

Before the smoke cleared, the soldiers of the Demon Servants came in from the smoke. Holding their shields high, they formed a slender tortoise shell formation, and rushed into the temple in neat steps.

The demon guards on all sides fired volleys of bows and arrows, but most of the bows and arrows were nailed to heavy shields. Only a few magic arrows penetrated the shield, causing casualties to the demon servants.

After supporting a round of arrow rain with shields, the demons of the servant army suddenly dispersed. These heavily armored shield soldiers stepped out of the way, and the lightly armed demon troops entered the battle with their swords high and expanded in an instant. Up their offensive front.

The demon defenders who were caught off guard were in a mess, but they also knew that they could not retreat. So they wielded their swords and fought with the enemy in front of them, desperately trying to kill the enemy back.

An old demon knocked down a neatly armored demon soldier with a long sword in his hand, but his long sword was stuck in the gap in the armor, and he couldn't draw it out.

Another demon wearing heavy armor and carrying a long sword with a huge shield rushed over. He had to give up his sword and escaped.

The servant soldiers guarded by the huge shield smashed through a demon defender blocking the way, desperately trying to kill the old demon who stumbled and fled. Behind him, several demon guards had been chopped down by other servants, and black blood had soaked the wooden benches used to worship the source of magic.

The old demon was finally unable to retreat, because of the place where he passed, several demon guards had already died. He bent down and picked up a long sword from the ground, turned around and slashed at the enemy who was constantly chasing him.

The demon soldier with the huge shield was also unambiguous, and he lifted the huge shield and directly carried the heavy slash.

Then he twisted his elbow to change the angle of his shield around his arm. In this way, the long sword is inlaid on the shield, and the twisting force of the shield will make the long sword come out of the opponent's palm, which is regarded as disarming the opponent directly.

This is a simple fighting technique, as long as the shield player will continue to train such tactical moves every day. As he twisted the shield, the long sword pierced from the edge of the shield, and went straight to the opponent's chest like a spirit snake.

Attacking the head or attacking the limbs is stupid. The most effective way to fight is to target the chest attack which is the easiest to target. Doing as much damage as possible to the opponent is the way to win the battle.

The old demon is also a veteran. He felt from his palm that the sword was out of control, so he decisively released his hand holding the sword, twisted the shield along the direction of the opponent, and avoided the oncoming thorn. The long sword coming over.

It's a pity that this kind of dodge can effectively avoid the long sword stabbed by the opponent, but also has to discard the weapon in his hand.

I saw the old demon drew a dagger from his waist, jumped high and pierced the servant soldier's neck.

The dagger penetrated accurately through the collar, avoiding the helmet and strong shoulder armor. Blood flowed from the gap in the armor, and the demon dropped his long sword and shield, covered his neck with his hands, staggered a step, and fell.

But before the old demon was thankful that he had won the opponent, he saw a demon with a helmet and armor rushing towards him.

The old devil provoked the steel long sword produced by the Ailan Hill Empire on the ground with his feet, ready to compete with the opponent.

He was very confident, because he was defeated this way, he had already killed seven enemies who came to him in this way. These demon soldiers of the servant army look tall and brave, but they lack training and can only attack in a trained way, without the spirituality of a warrior.

Therefore, once he gets to the room where the queue cannot function, he can find an opportunity to kill these recruits.

The center of gravity was just right, and the extremely sharp Ailanhir steel long sword gave him incomparable courage. As long as he had such a weapon, he felt that he could fight three more brawny men like just now.

The demon of the servant army on the opposite side wears a visor and does not look stronger than the others. As long as he avoids his sword and slashes, he can find an air strike to counterattack.

After sketching out a set of counterattack methods in his mind, the old demon bent slightly, accumulated his strength, and was ready to fight.

In the next second, he saw the opponent's long sword pierced his face with lightning speed.

Before he could think about it, his head just turned, and the blade of the long sword opened his ears. The black blood spattered, and the old demon's hair was standing cold and sweating, and he immediately stepped back a few steps to stabilize his figure.

The other party found out that the old demon could even open his sword, and seemed to be taken aback. Then he lifted his faceplate, revealing a delicate face: "Not bad! It was able to catch me. sword!"

Senior Demon! The old demon has a spirit that is not a role he can deal with. The difference in combat power between him and a high-level demon is the gap between a mortal and a high-level magician.

Instinctively, the old demon wanted to turn around and escape, but his steps did not dare to move. Because even if one is not paying attention, he will be killed by the dangerous enemy in front of him.

He didn't even know why such a high-level demon would wear ordinary armor and take the lead to rush into the demon temple.

"Curious?" Pushing his visor back to his face, the young senior demon waved his hand and split a side arrow that shot at him with a long sword.

Another senior demon who also wears a visor came over with a long sword stained with black blood, glanced at the old demon opposite, snorted and said to the young senior demon: "Don't underestimate the enemy!"

"Got it!" He was reminded by his companion, the young senior demon stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards the old demon with a flick of the long sword.

The old demon was so scared that his soul was dissipated, his long sword guarded his face, and he tried his best to block the sword blade that was coming straight forward. Before he could dodge, he was hit by the oncoming magic on his shoulder.

His entire arms, shoulders, half of his neck, and a chest were all instantly shredded by the throbbing lightning.

At the moment when the old demon fell, he saw magic shining everywhere in the hall, and on the side of the servant army, at least dozens of powerful high-level demons were carrying out a **** massacre.