1174 Grade Rolling

Before the demon defenders in the room could take a breath, the seemingly heavy door turned into wooden debris with an explosion and splashed everywhere.

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

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

After surviving a round of arrow rain with shields, the demons of the servant army suddenly dispersed. These heavily armored shield soldiers moved out of the way, and the lightly armed demon troops rushed in with their long swords held high, expanding instantly. their offensive front.

The demon defenders who were caught off guard were in chaos, but they also knew that they had no way to retreat. So they waved their long swords and fought with the enemy in front of them, desperately trying to kill the enemy back.

An old demon knocked down a well-armoured demon soldier with a long sword in his hand, but his long sword was stuck in the gap of the armor, and he couldn't draw it out no matter what.

Another demon wearing heavy armor, holding a huge shield and a long sword rushed over. He had to give up his sword and run away.

The servant soldiers protected by the huge shield knocked over a demon defender blocking the way, desperate to kill the old demon who stumbled and fled. Behind him, several demon defenders had been cut down by other servants, and black blood soaked the wooden benches used to worship the origin of magic.

The old devil finally had no way to retreat, because several demon defenders had died in the place he passed by. He bent down and picked up a long sword from the ground, turned around and slashed at the enemy who kept chasing him.

The demon soldier holding the huge shield was also unambiguous, he raised the big shield and directly resisted the heavy slash.

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

This is a simple fighting technique, as long as the shield player will practice such a tactical action every day. At the same time as he twisted the shield, the long sword pierced out from the edge of the shield, and went straight to the opponent's chest like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.

Attacking the head or attacking the limbs is stupid. The most effective way to fight is to aim at the chest, which is the easiest to target. The way to win the battle is to create unbearable damage to the opponent as much as possible.

The old devil is also a veteran, he felt from the palm of his hand that the long sword was out of control, so he decisively let go of his hand holding the long sword, and followed the direction of the opponent's twisting shield, avoiding the head-on stabbing Coming sword.

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

The old devil took out a dagger from his waist, leaped high and pierced the servant soldier's neck.

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

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

The old devil picked up the fine steel long sword produced by the Alan Hill Empire on the ground with his feet, ready to have a good fight with the opponent.

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

So, once he was in the room, where the queue couldn't work, he would be able to find an opportunity to kill these recruits.

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

The demon of the servant army on the opposite side wears a face mask and doesn't look stronger than the others. As long as you avoid his swinging sword and slashing, you can find an air strike to counterattack.

After sketching out a set of countermeasures in his mind, the old devil bent down slightly, gathered his strength, and was ready to face the battle.

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

Before he had time to think about it, just as he turned his head, the blade of the long sword slashed open his ears. Black blood splattered, and the old devil's hair stood on end in cold sweat. He immediately stepped back a few steps to stabilize his figure.

The other party seemed to be taken aback for a moment when he realized that the old demon was able to unleash his sword, and then he lifted his mask, revealing a handsome face: "Not bad! You can catch my sword!" sword!"

Senior Demon! The old devil was shaking from head to toe—this was not a role he could deal with. The difference in combat power between him and a high-level devil was the difference between a mortal and a high-level magician.

Instinctively, the old devil wanted to turn around and run away, but he didn't dare to move his footsteps. 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, wearing ordinary armor, took the lead in rushing into the demon temple.

"Curious?" Putting his mask back on his face, the young high-ranking demon swung his long sword and split a feathered arrow that shot at him from the side.

Another senior demon also wearing a visor came over with a long sword covered in black blood, glanced at the old demon opposite, snorted coldly, and said to the young senior demon, "Don't underestimate the enemy!"

"Understood!" Reminded by his companion, the young senior demon stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards the old demon with a flick of his long sword.

The old devil was frightened out of his wits. He shielded his long sword in front of his face, and tried his best to block the blade that was rushing towards him. Before he had time to dodge, he was hit on the shoulder by the oncoming magic.

His entire arm, shoulder, half of his neck, and a whole chest were instantly chopped into pieces by the beating lightning.

The moment the old devil fell, he saw magic shining everywhere in the hall, and there were at least dozens of powerful high-level devils on the side of the servant army, who were carrying out a bloody massacre.

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