From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 432

"Stop arguing, what are you arguing about, you are still fighting among yourself before you die? Hurry up..."

Before this person could rectify himself, Ling Fei had already stood up abruptly, kicking his feet and rushing toward one place.

The black shadow swayed for a while, and then came the bandit's painful roar.

"Hold on, hold on, release the sandthorn!"

Ling Fei evoked a cruel smile, he had already rushed into the enemy group, this fool actually shouted to stab the ground, isn't he afraid of hurting his own people?

However, what surprised Ling Fei was that in the gaps in the crowd, thorns appeared again and again, forcing him back abruptly.

When the body jumped back in the air, a circle of thorns suddenly appeared on the ground. Ling Fei didn't panic at all, but just sneered.

The ground thorn is actually not a profound magic, and the damage is not very severe, but the suddenness of the ground thorn is fatal, and the main hit is to be caught off guard, but Ling Fei has a keen sense and can feel the slightness of the ground when he is on the ground. Only by fluctuating can they escape safely. The enemy flying in the air is indeed the right choice to use ground thorns at this time, but the commanding person has the wrong timing and the ability to grasp the timing is really poor.

If you are an experienced magic master, you will suddenly release the ground thorn before the enemy lands. This not only has a high success rate, but also maintains the suddenness of the ground thorn. When Fei was still in the air, he released the ground thorns early, waiting for Ling Fei to string candied haws by himself. Could it be that Ling Fei is really a dead thing?

Flipping his wrist, the giant black iron sword blurred, and stabbed towards the ground with the sound of wind.

To Ling Fei's surprise, when the black iron giant sword cut the ground stab, what he heard was not the sound of the stone cracking, but more like the sound of cutting into the flesh. It was broken, and even a viscous liquid was sprayed out.

"Aw!"

Several painful hisses of beasts followed one after another.

Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, no wonder they kept calling for sand thorns, it turned out that these ground thorns were all the tails of sand lizards.

"Sand lizards are earth-type monsters unique to the Herder Desert. They have the ability to drill into the ground. The most powerful thing is their tails, which are as hard as rocks. Be careful!"

This was the only thing Kunta reminded Ling Fei when he recognized the other party as a bandit.

But he himself didn't associate the ground thorns with the sand lizard's tail at all, and it was dark, so he didn't notice it at all.

It's really a fantastic formation, but unfortunately, if you are a master, as long as you realize the true colors of these ground thorns, this formation is actually self-defeating.

Ling Fei's ears moved. It sounded like the fight over there was quite lively. With a smile, Ling Fei decided to settle the fight here quickly.

The purple magic power began to flow towards the black iron giant sword. When the magic power enveloped the whole body of the giant sword, Ling Fei roared and rushed forward. No one could stop him from breaking the formation this time.

Kunta had to admit that he still seemed to underestimate the strength of the bandits.

The half-step venerable who touched a little bit of the threshold of the profound truth of the earth will not mention it, but the ten black-clothed generals in front of him make him a little flustered.

I have to say that the cooperation of these ten people is very tacit. In addition to the relatively perfect configuration of distance and near, they are also perfect in the connection and coordination of fighter planes. It feels more like one person to him.

He swung the huge ax again and slashed down, but was blocked by the opponent's sword and shield again. The other two Berserkers immediately bullied him, forcing him to retreat, without giving him a chance to release his full power.

But when he wanted to fight with these two berserkers for another 300 rounds, he found that they had retreated a long time ago. At this time, if there was no sneak attack, there must be a few cold arrows flying towards them.

This battle mode has been done several times. As long as he attacks, someone will harass him, and as long as he dodges, someone will sneak attack. What makes him even more depressed is that there are two crossbowmen who are always staring at his eyes.

For a while, he really couldn't bear this kind of dirty tactics that kept pestering you, but didn't force you.

The mystery of madness does not belong to the category of elemental mystery, so it can only be regarded as a small path.

It is related to momentum, so the advantages are as obvious as the disadvantages.

Madness, that is, pride, fierceness, brutality, and disdain for the world, the fiercer the battle, the more tragic it is, the more ferocity can be aroused, the higher the madness, the strength of the person who uses the secret of madness will continue to rise, and the super state will be displayed. It is commonplace.

But madness is afraid of grinding and exhaustion. Once you are in a stalemate with the other party, and the other party plays hide-and-seek with you, you will feel that you cannot use your strength. If it is gone, it is very likely that he will not be able to perform at his original normal level.

It is the limitation of the mysteries of the small path. Compared with the mysteries of the elements, it is too superficial, or too dependent on certain special conditions~www.mtlnovel.com~It is easy to be caught.

Therefore, Venerables who comprehend the mysteries of the small path will generally choose to comprehend as many mysteries as possible, or cheats that match their mysteries.

Obviously, the other party has figured out his esoteric flaws, and what they are doing is exactly to consume his patience.

Kunta realized that if he didn't make a quick change and make a comeback with a unique trick, he might capsize in the gutter today.

Thinking of this, after he smashed a flying crossbow bolt with his fist, he raised his head to the sky and roared.

With Kunta's roar, his body suddenly swelled, and the protruding muscles all over his body were tensed, and finally pierced and shattered a few times.

Then, as soon as I felt a cold cyclone constantly rotating around Kunta, and with the rotation of the cyclone, the blood flowing on the ground, suspended like raindrops, slowly floated towards Kunta's body .

The little boss showed surprise on his face, but he immediately came to his senses and ordered loudly:

"Stop him!"

The hand speed of the crossbowmen suddenly increased, one arrow after another shot out of their hands in a continuous manner, only the humming and trembling sound of the bowstring could be heard, but his hand speed could no longer be slowed down.

The assassin also suddenly appeared from the ground, and Sen Han stabbed fiercely with his dagger.

Kunta was still roaring, and he didn't seem to see the arrows raining down from the sky at all, nor did he see the hideous faces of the two assassins behind him.

The little boss was very excited, looking at the stupid Kunta who was waiting to die, he felt a burst of comfort, as if the next moment, Kunta's dog head would be held in his hands.

But in the next moment, his smile froze on his face, his eyes stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his mouth opened wide.

Chapter end