Chapter 438 This Sword Is Called Tai'a

The whole body of the Vicious Sword Deadpool is black, whether it is the skin or the outer layer of corpse armor, even the swords held in their hands are completely black.

Only the eyes emit a strange red light, with a strong sense of ferocity!

Swish!

A Vicious Sword Deadpool rushed up and slashed Xu Fang with both hands.

Xu Fang punched it, and the dark sword light that seemed to be full of force was swallowed by the golden light. The Vicious Sword Deadpool also flew out under the power of this punch.

"A general is a general. You used to be a general, and you will be a general for a day. You will be a general for your whole life!"

TNND, it's great that the armor looks good!

"Ka Ka Ka! Ka Ka Ka!"

Another large group of Vicious Sword Deadpools rushed up, making an unpleasant sound like a skeleton smacking its lips.

"Group fight?"

Xu Fang dispersed his bright breath, and extreme coldness gushed out: "You are just a hundred or so undead, you are not qualified!"

Pale and withered·Frozen coffin!

A huge gray coffin fell from the sky, and three or four Fiendish Deadpools had no time to dodge and were crushed alive.

"Young undead, it's time for you to reincarnate!"

Xu Fang put his index finger and middle finger together and gestured casually in the air.

The gray coffin was like an out-of-control dump truck, rushing around among the Fiendish Deadpools and hitting whoever they caught!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The speed of the Fiendish Deadpools was not slow, and they could even leave a black afterimage when moving. The speed alone was enough to pull the gray coffin to pieces.

But the pale withering soul species was too disgusting... Under its amplification, the gray coffin exuded a withering breath, covering the entire group of Fiendish Deadpools.

They often moved and moved, their joints became brittle and turned into bone powder, and they collapsed into a pile of black parts. They could only be hit, so how could they dodge?

"Build a camp." Xu Fang said.

This is the third camp, approaching the 10-kilometer area of ​​the pyramid.

The other mages gradually couldn't keep up with Xu Fang's pace. The road ahead was too dangerous for them, and they would also suffer the most terrible resistance and siege from the undead!

An old military mage said: "General Xu, preliminary calculations show that there are about 500 Fiend Sword Deadpools in this pyramid mirage..."

"Now there are 400."

"Yes, yes, these 400 Fiend Sword Deadpools are much more difficult to deal with than ordinary undead. The dark swords in their hands are the most difficult death barrier to cross!"

400 Fiend Sword Deadpools!

I'm afraid that even a super-class mage may not be able to handle it!

The military mage was indeed old, and he was a little long-winded when he spoke.

Xu Fang didn't listen carefully, his eyes were fixed on the pyramid, thinking about the reasonable way to enter in broad daylight.

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The dusk was like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, like flowing blood, filled with a terrifying and ominous atmosphere.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if an invisible force was squeezing every life.

The large army successfully set up camp in the third camp.

At this moment, they must attack the pyramid and set up the fourth camp under the pyramid surrounded by heavy undead!

The last five kilometers!

"Charge!"

The blue light rose slowly into the sky, and the army turned into a surging torrent, breaking through the forest of crazy corpses in one go. The battle situation also gradually changed from orderly to extremely chaotic.

The undead, like the forest, made it impossible to see the direction of the pyramid. Many military mages only knew to fight with the undead instinctively after getting lost.

To be honest, this kind of battlefield is not suitable for Xu Fang, because most of his skills are actually indistinguishable from friend or foe.

A shadow string song, a wave of frost wind, and a scene of crazy insect storm thrown down, it is very likely that even the mummy and the military mage will be destroyed together.

At that time, it is not the military medal that will greet him, but the magic court of justice!

Fortunately, the undead are always so considerate, and Xu Fang's troubles soon disappeared with the appearance of a black shadow.

————It was a shadow riding a black ghost horse.

The Dark Sword Master!

It was shrouded in a thick dark aura, as if wearing a hazy black battle robe, blending into the night that had just fallen.

It was as unruly as a knight, with a long black sword in his hand raised high to the dark red sky.

It was as if he was calling on the power of the God of Night with a sword, and the black aura under the clouds was stirring more and more violently!

"Zongheng Mingjian!"

The Dark Sword Master spoke in ancient Egyptian language, and no one present could understand it.

But the black sword wave that pierced the sky, with surging cutting power and full of domineering power, everyone knew it!

"Order Reversal!"

Just when the black sword wave was about to turn this place into a purgatory on earth, a chaotic curved surface stood in front of the sword wave.

The raging black sword energy reversed instantly and slashed towards the Dark Sword Master, and merged into the darkness when it was about to slash on his body.

"It's Xu Juntong!"

The military magicians who survived the disaster burst into tears.

"You guys retreat quickly, I will deal with the Dark Sword Master." Xu Fang said.

"How can this be possible!" A high-ranking military commander shouted: "The Dark Sword Master is a monarch, even if you are a super-class magician, you can't be his opponent!"

All the magicians in Egypt know that the Dark Sword Master is a creature in the pyramid, and without the cooperation of four super-class magicians, he is definitely not his opponent!

"Retreat quickly!" Xu Fang emphasized again.

Damn it, you guys hurry up and leave, how can I proceed to the next step if you don't leave?

Fortunately, the considerate Dark Sword Master once again raised the giant sword: "Night Master Rule!"

A ray of light burst out from the tip of the giant sword, and the night fell down in an instant, covering the entire basin area near the pyramid!

The thick dark breath roared, and under the Night Master, all the Fiendish Sword Deadpools were covered with a black sword robe.

Their eyes became more vivid, with a terrifying look that could hook people's hearts!

"The Fiendish Sword Deadpools have become stronger!"

There was even more despair in everyone's eyes.

The original Fiendish Sword Deadpools were the executioners of darkness, and their swords could easily kill mid-level mages.

At this time, after the Night Master of the Dark Sword added, their strength doubled, so strong that it made people despair!

"Retreat, leave this to me!"

Xu Fang grabbed the instrument that eliminated the mirage, and his voice was slightly tragic with the addition of sound magic:

"At the critical moment, only responsibility!"

"Dark Sword Master, I'll take it!"

At this moment, his figure was infinitely tall in the eyes of the military magicians. I don't know how many people blurred their eyes and could only retreat while wiping tears.

All they could do was not to disappoint the dying efforts of the internationalist fighters around them...

"It's over."

No one noticed that Xu Fang smiled with his back to them, as if the plan had been accomplished.

The Dark Sword Master saw it, and his IQ was not low, but he was still confused.

Is this human crazy?

Frightened?

"Your horse looks good, come down and let me ride it." Xu Fang said.

The Dark Sword Master was furious. Although he didn't understand Xu Fang's language, he could guess the general meaning by looking at his actions.

Dare to touch my horse?

"Don't be so rude. You looked so cute when you were so considerate just now..."

Listening to these meaningless trash talk, the murderous intent in the eyes of the Dark Sword Master became stronger and stronger.

Clang!

With a crisp sound of metal clanging, Xu Fang had an ancient long sword in his hand.

"This sword is called Tai'a." Xu Fang's voice became colder and colder, and pieces of armor appeared on his body: "Now, do you want to fight?"