"Ding!"

A black heavy sword flew into the air, cutting off all the branches wrapped around the magic shield and nailing it to the ground.

"Heavenly ...... Tiandu! ”

Gegil looked at the black heavy sword, and the deep voice, and the fear hidden in the depths of his heart poured out like a tide, madness took over his heart, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

"Ah!!h

The forest troll let out a scream as he retracted all the branches, and looked in the direction of the long street, his eyes more of fear.

The orc's face was also a little frightened, he shook his head and took two steps back, shook his head and collapsed a little: "No...... No way! He...... He died three years ago! He can't be alive! ”

McGonagall Alex, the name that once resounded throughout the continent of Nolan, almost represents invincibility.

The strongest orc warriors had been slain by his sword, the most vicious demons could only hold their tails in front of him, and the dragon soaring in the sky had also been slashed by his sword, a name that made Nolan's strong man fearful, like a sharp sword hanging above his head.

Fortunately, three years ago, he died.

Three years ago, on these five streets, they watched him fall.

As participants, they know that Alex, who has broken half of his bones, broken his hands and tendons, and who has been cursed by magic, can only be a waste for the rest of his life, if not dead.

However, he reappeared.

Tiandu, the reappearance of this sword that only Alex can wield, seems to herald the return of that person again.

The endless fear made them feel cold even more than this autumn rain, that night more than a dozen level ten masters besieged and killed him, but half of them were killed by him, it was a fluke that they were able to survive.

The tragic scene of that night is still vivid in retrospect, even if he made the most thorough preparations and gathered more than a dozen level ten masters, he still paid a tragic price to knock him down.

In hindsight, Gergill even felt that if it hadn't been for any of the half-elf babies, all of them might have died there.

Irina looked at the sword, the hand holding the black ball slowly loosened, and in addition to being surprised, she was a little more scrutinized, and said to herself in her heart: "I haven't seen you for three years, and I can even say this kind of thing, it seems that I have to take a good look at what people he has met in the past three years." Moreover, his strength ...... Recovered? ”

"Kill her first! Then we'll team up to kill Alex! There is no way he will regain his peak strength. Gergil tried to calm himself down, and shouted sharply, the slightly trembling knife in his hand swung at Irina again.

The orcs and trolls also settled down, the trolls let out a roar, countless branches turned into spears glowing with ghostly light, and the hair on the orcs suddenly turned bright red, and rushed towards Irina in a frenzy.

Even if Alex didn't die, he would never be able to recover from such a serious injury three years ago, as long as Irina died, the three of them joined forces, and there was still a chance to fight back.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared on the street a hundred meters away, and in the next moment, one hand held the Tiandu Sword standing in front of Irina, and a person in a black robe was already in front of Irina, and the sound of breaking the air sounded.

"It seems that you want to die." McGonagall glanced up at Gegil, then swung her heavy sword.

The two-meter broadsword burning with red fire dyed half of the sky red, and it seemed to have an absolute advantage in momentum against the heavy sword that was as black as ink.

However, the pitch-black heavy sword was fast, and the not-so-sharp blade cut the space through the slightest crack.

The swords collided, and there was a crisp sound of gold and stone clashing.

There was no expected parity of strength, the whistling red long knife broke at the waist, and a half-meter-long broken blade flew upside down and nailed to the wall a hundred meters away, while countless cracks appeared on the remaining half-cut knife in Gegil's hand, scattered into fragments.

McGonagall turned sideways, and the heavy sword in her hand played a sword flower, and the branches that pierced like spears suddenly seemed to be twisted into the crusher, and after a series of clanging crunchs, they turned into sawdust, none of which could break through his defenses.

"Alex, die!"

The orc, which had turned into a giant red ape, let out a roar of rage, and leaped high and smashed it down at Alex.

The biggest difference between orcs and humans, in addition to their dark green skin, is that orcs are able to enter a state of madness, and even transform into fierce beasts in a short period of time.

And the orcs can occupy a place on the Nolan continent, the most terrifying thing is their strong strength, without any skills, with the increase of the level, increase their strength a hundred times and a thousand times, and then smash the opponent into a meat pie with devastating power in battle.

A tough and direct way of fighting, somewhat similar to the character of the orcs.

Kad is the Great Elder of the Red Ape Tribe, ranking among the top ten elders of the Orc Clan, although he is ranked last, his combat power is still extremely strong.

Three years ago, he had never seen Alex's strength with his own eyes, and it was more of a legend that he had heard, but on that night, he saw a tenth-level peak powerhouse fall under that person's sword.

This man, who had been asserted to be crippled for life, and who had died in a fire, had reappeared.

But he didn't have a choice, today's mission was related to the future of the entire Red Ape Tribe, if he died here today, the Red Ape Tribe would still be one of the top ten tribes in the next five hundred years.

So, he can die, but he doesn't want to die.

The arm-thick black iron rod brought out a string of afterimages, which seemed to be ordinary sticks, but it seemed that even the void had been crushed and collapsed, and pitch-black cracks appeared.

The number of tenth-level powerhouses on the Nolan Continent is not many, and if there can be more than a dozen of them, then they can be called powerhouses.

Among them, the largest number is the dragon born at the fifth level, so the dragon is entrenched on Dragon Island and looks down on all races.

Even in the elven race, there are less than ten magicians who have reached level ten.

As for the weakest goblins and dwarves who focus on forging and building, there are no more than five masters in the clan who can reach level ten.

Level 10, is recognized as the pinnacle powerhouse of the Nolan Continent.

This stick is the pinnacle of Card, the highest level of madness, abandoning all fancy things, leaving only the purest power and explosion.

This stick seems to be able to collapse the sky.

"Get out."

McGonagall glanced up at Card, then backhanded the black heavy sword she was holding.

It was also a sword without any fancy, without a sharp tip or a sharp blade, and the sword body with a simple pattern was slapped sideways.

The stout iron rod bent at a strange angle, and the sparks flew in all directions, and the weight was overwhelming and brittle to break in two.

The broad, straight blade of the sword fell unabatedly on Card's chest, and with a snap, the hairy majestic chest sank deep!

The dull sound was like hitting the leather!

The terrible screams came to an abrupt end!

Card, who rushed in anger, flew back upside down like a kite, fell more than ten meters away, and fell to the ground with a bang!