Chapter 62: Marcel the Judge
"puff"
The portrait kept swinging several sword shadows forward. In his expectant eyes, when the sword shadow was about to hit Marcel, a light curtain suddenly appeared on his back to block all his attacks, as if he was trapped in a mud and sank into the sea.
Marcel, who was standing in front of the portrait, felt someone attacking him, and immediately pulled out a pair of attribute daggers from his body and swung them back and quickly.
"Dang" portrait frowned and quickly waved its sword to resist.
"Puchi" Dashijiao, who was standing not far away, walked forward quickly and swung the dagger from the side to attack the portrait. The sharp and poisonous dagger pierced into the back of the portrait, and the venom quickly penetrated and poured out thick blood from the wound.
"I'm still careless." Seeing that the attack failed, I was injured instead. After wielding the sword and knocking the opponent's attack, I quickly jumped into the air to see the opponent throwing several daggers with venom at him. After waving him, I felt my scalp numb, and I immediately put the sword on my chest and used the skill "Yan Hui".
When he came to the opposite position, his pupils shrank and suddenly saw several flying knives flying from below.
"Light Slash"
The portrait used skills to come behind the two demon masters, and immediately activated the passiveness of the purple martial sword before the other party reacted, and entered the stealth state.
Feeling the severe pain caused by the continuous deterioration of the wound, the portrait frowned and silently came to the corner to come to the potion to heal himself.
While the portrait was healing, people who had survived a round of light wave attacks were gathering together to discuss countermeasures.
It seems that the three guys standing next to Marcel must first be solved, and the portrait thought so in his heart.
There were two tricky magicians in front of him to support and cover, and the Grand Master behind him would come forward to attack him at any time and force him to retreat.
"Then I will kill you first." After contacting everyone through Ji Lan, it was decided that they would be responsible for attracting each other's firepower. The portrait took the opportunity to take out a piece of equipment from the storage ring and sacrificed it. As the red tassel spear in his mind gradually revealed its figure.
Suddenly, the portrait figure suddenly appeared behind the Dashijiao, looking at the fear exposed by the other side with a calm expression.
A wave forward lifted his body up, pierced the other person's chest, and blood sprayed all over the floor.
After feeling the pain from his chest, Dashiji looked down and found that a big bloody hole suddenly appeared there.
He stretched out his hands to cover the wound, but the portrait standing behind him squashed his head mercilessly.
After killing the Grand Secretary, he no longer has to worry about someone sneak attacking behind him.
The portrait lifted up and walked slowly towards Marcel. When he saw the red tassel hit the light curtain, he frowned but did not stop whipping.
"It's useless, give up." Looking at the fierce attack like a storm, Marcel was frightened but his face was silent, and he wanted to use words to persuade him to leave the portrait.
"snort."
However, when he looked up and saw a cold and ruthless look in the portrait's pupils, Marcel knew that the other party would not give up.
With a loud "bang" sound, as if something was broken, the barrier that protected Marcel from harm finally could not stand it and was broken by the portrait's gun.
The two magic masters standing in front of Marcel looked anxious, but unfortunately they were entangled by everyone and could not get out.
Don't worry about someone interfering with his battle, the portrait stared at Marcel standing in front of him. He only had the other party in his eyes, and he was thinking about how to kill him quickly.
Gradually, his eyes became deep and focused. After triggering the passiveness of the Flame Demon-killing Gun, the attack doubled and triggered a critical strike, and soon broke the light curtain in one fell swoop.
"Puchi"
The portrait waved his spear and swung it quickly towards Marcel. After feeling that his life was threatening, the other party immediately raised his double blades to resist. After the two met, sparks flew everywhere, but Marcel's figure kept retreating. Seeing his sweaty head and trembling violently, he probably couldn't hold on anymore.
Suddenly, Portrait suddenly withdrew its spear, then leaned over and swung it across the opponent's legs. After seeing Marcel jumping up, Portrait raised its mouth and aimed at the opponent's chest and swung the spear in its hand quickly and threw it hard.
Seeing Marcel, who was stagnant in the air, he looked like he was holding the double blades and trying to block them.
The portrait quickly took off the purple martial sword behind him and entered an invisible state, and suddenly appeared behind Marcel.
"Puchi"
Marcel, who successfully swung his sword to block the red tassel spear, was not happy for long before he was stabbed into his chest by the portrait behind him, and a large amount of blood was constantly gushing out of the wound. When he saw that the other party wanted to escape, he hurriedly chased after him.
"Flame Slash"
The portrait held the sword in his hand and slashed downward, slashing out a red flame.
Looking at Marcel, who was panting and forcibly stopping the wound, he saw the pale look of the other party. It seemed that the blow he had just given him was seriously injured.
On the other side, Adam and Urlan walked forward and tried to try to fight against the two magic masters, but they did not expect that the other party's body was beyond imagination and could float in the air at will and continuously emit light waves to attack.
Ye Yong in the distance held up his sniper rifle and aimed at the heads of the two magicians. When the bullet hit the other side, their bodies quickly flashed through a barrier, successfully blocking the bullet from falling to the ground weakly after the attack.
Everyone tried for a long time and found that all the attribute attacks were invalid for them. At this moment, they saw that the portrait not far away had made achievements, which seriously injured the judge Marcel.
Xue Yang and Charlotte, who were standing not far away, naturally saw clearly how the portrait was dealing with him, but this move was difficult to make up for the two magic masters. They cooperated with each other to make up for the places where the visual blind spots could not be attacked.
Facing such a difficult enemy, it is indeed powerless, as if you hit a cotton punch.
"It seems that they can only be forced to separate them."
Charlotte sighed and thought to himself, his lips moved and began to recite the mantra.
"God of Light, I praise you and ask you to divide the battlefield."
When Charlotte successfully finished saying this, he saw everyone and the priests being divided into three battlefields isolated by light screen barriers.
After a tentative attempt at the portrait, isolated by the light screen barrier, I found that I could not escape from here.
It seems that the other party must be resolved before leaving?
The portrait frowned and thought to himself.
In the other two places, after the magic master was unable to support each other, he was soon surrounded by fierce people and began to engage in a roundabout tactic-wheel battle.
"Puchi"
Don't worry about the interference caused by the outside world. The portrait held the red tassel and Marcel, who was seriously injured, struggled hard. When he waved his sword to penetrate the other person's head, Marcel paused and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, his body seemed to have lost support and slowly fell to the ground.
Looking at Marcel who was lying in a pool of blood, the portrait soon received news of the death of the other person from the Lord God.
Chapter completed!