Chapter 607: First Crow

The weird atmosphere was quickly broken with one party's attack.

Not a chaser with a large number of people, nor a sword-bearer who seems to be quite strong.

It's Celty!

call!

A handful of flames slammed at the sword-wielder, and Celti gritted his teeth and rushed up after him.

If possible, Celty would definitely not want to be so reckless.

But now, he has no choice at all.

If it continues to drag on, once the toxin spreads completely, he will really die without a place to bury him.

Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to fight to the death.

What if it works?

And choosing the sword bearer as the target is also to increase the probability of this "just in case".

Celti knew very well the pursuer behind him. Although it was nothing before he was poisoned or injured, it was enough to kill him at this moment.

Compared with these chasers, even if the sword wielder is quite strong, there is only one person!

Quantity is often a measure of strength.

It is better to face a person with strong strength than to face a group of people with average strength but with exquisite cooperation.

This is Celtic's idea.

But the next moment, Celti, who was charging forward, froze.

The sword bearer who should have been shrouded in flames twisted and twisted strangely, not only dodging the burning of the flames, but also quickly appeared in front of Celti, with the long sword in his hand hissing , stabbing towards Celti's throat.

Snake pie!

Celty was shocked.

He never thought that he would meet people from the Snake Sect here.

It never occurred to me that that person was still connected with the Snake Sect.

No, no!

It is impossible for that person to contact the Snake Sect, could it be...

This is a coincidence?

Such a ridiculous thought appeared in the bottom of Celti's heart, but Celti couldn't laugh at all.

Because... the Crow faction and the Snake faction are enemies!

The previous flames had already revealed his identity as the Crows, and the Snakes in front of him would not give him a chance to explain, they would just kill him.

Whoosh!

With a flash of sword light, the tip of the sword has come to Celti's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Celti didn't think about anything else at all, and instinctively fell behind him, as if an upright stick fell down.

The enmity between the Crow School and the Snake School is enough to make the two factions study each other's skills very carefully.

Therefore, Celty knew exactly what to do.

Similarly, the sword bearer is also clear.

At the moment when Celti fell to the ground, the sword bearer raised his foot and went straight to Celti's crotch.

Vicious and vicious.

However, this is also one of the characteristics of Snake Pie.

Before anyone really fell to the ground, Celti suddenly turned to one side, supported the ground with his right hand, and his whole body spun in the air like a top.

Crack, crack!

With two crisp sounds, Celti, who was spinning in the air, kicked out two kicks.

Not only fast, but accurate.

It's like a crow flying down and protruding its claws.

One kick blocked the kick from the Snake Sect sword-wielder, and the other kick abstracted the Snake-Sect sword-wielder's head.

The sword-bearer of the Snake Sect snorted coldly with a little disdain.

The body twisted strangely again, dodging Celti's counterattack, and kicked out with a snake hissing, which violated the theorem of the existence of joints, bypassed Celti's sniper kick, and slammed Kicked Celti's thigh.

boom!

The sole of her foot stepped on Celti's thigh, and Celti, who was spinning in the air, flew out obliquely like a kite with a broken string.

However, it seems to fly a little high.

Already higher than the height of the roof.

be cheated!

The sword-wielder of the Snake faction knew it was bad when he stepped on Celti's thigh with the sole of his foot, but he didn't have the feeling of touch in his memory.

Immediately, the sword-bearer of the Snake School will make amends.

But someone is faster than him.

Those chasers seemed to have expected it, throwing a huge rope net.

The rope net that fell from the sky directly covered Celti who flew out into the net. With the force of the chaser, Celti fell straight from midair.

Coincidentally, the place where Celti fell was the hiding place of Rock.

The court wizard smiled wryly.

He didn't have the ability to catch Celti, and he didn't have the awareness to act as a meat pad and enter the rope net together.

With a roll, Rock emerged from the shadows.

But the dagger in his hand waved at the rope net.

Snapped!

The corner of the dragging rope net just like that collapsed.

Celti, who was supposed to be caught by the net, got a little respite, but Celti looked at Rock with an even more ugly expression.

Because, he guessed that the appearance of the Snake Sect sword bearer should be chasing Rock.

Of course, he also knew that he also blocked Rock's way.

A feeling of absurdity rose from the bottom of their hearts at the same time.

However, neither of them sighed any more, and after just looking at each other, they reached a short-term alliance with an unusual tacit understanding.

Then, in no particular order, they went towards the pursuer.

The Snake faction sword bearer has shown with his strength that he is stronger than he looks, neither Roque nor Celti are willing to fight against each other.

Then only the chasers remain.

Even though there are many chasers, Rock and Celty are still two people.

call!

Celti raised his hand, and the Crow School's secret technique was used again, and the flames mixed with thick smoke rolled towards the pursuer.

The chasers had expected the flames.

After pulling their special cloaks to cover their mouths and noses, they continued to rush towards Celti.

only……

As the flames dissipated, they let go of their mouths and noses, but their feet became a little floating.

Or more accurately, stumbling.

Thick smoke is not formed by raging flames, there is no such thing as smoke in Yapai's secret technique.

The thick smoke came from the powder in Rock's hand.

A powder that stuns and paralyzes.

It only needs enough heat to be volatilized. It can be regarded as a kind of potion that Rock is best at. When he was chased just now, he had no chance to use it at all.

But now with the cooperation of Celti, it is really accomplished overnight.

After seeing the powder ejected by Roque merge into his own flames, Setil kept covering his mouth and nose without Roque's reminder.

At this moment, I saw the stumbling pursuers.

Celty knew the opportunity had come.

He rushed forward, and so did Rock.

The two injured people showed a speed far beyond their peak.

Lives are threatened.

Don't say it's an injury, it's a disability, and when they see the hope of life, they will behave far beyond ordinary people.

Survival is the instinct of every creature.

But when the hope of life is wiped out again, the sense of despair is enough to suffocate.

This is the case with Rock and Celty.

They looked at the Snake Sect sword bearer who appeared in front of them at some unknown time, and their breathing stopped at this moment.

Celty showed bitterness, as if talking to herself.

"'Snake Walk'?"

The sword-wielder of the Snake School didn't have any intention of answering, so he stabbed directly with his sword.

However, it wasn't Celty.

But Rock.

Among the tasks he accepted, the priority of killing Rock was far higher than that of Celti.

After all, as long as Roque is killed, everything can be covered up.

Rock did not sit still.

Even in the shadow of despair.

The court wizard who was unable to cast spells popped out clusters of medicinal powder, but the sword-wielder of the Snake School smashed them with a single blow.

The ice-cold long sword exuded light, obviously showing a color different from that of the Snake School.

To make all the work of the court wizard become useless.

Even Celty was taken aback.

Only at this time did he realize that the opponent hadn't exerted all his strength before.

"It's over!"

Selty was devastated.

He knew that after the opponent killed Rock, it was his turn.

And he... was powerless to resist.

Ga!

Just when both of them gave up their resistance, a crow's cry suddenly sounded.

In the scorching flames, the sword-wielder of the Snake Faction retreated rapidly.

Celti, who had lost all hope just now, was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Is that you, Master 'Shou Crow'?"

Sayre yelled loudly.

Tread...

Footsteps resounded, people were looming at the entrance of the street, and the black crow feather cloak was shining with strange brilliance.

A fire crow fell out of nowhere and stood on the left shoulder of the figure.

PS first update~